"Understood, we will consider this matter carefully, let's disperse for the time being, and I will discuss it with Chief Yar again. "Chief Pray drove out the leaders of the nomadic tribe, including his son, Scott.

After the personnel dispersed, Chief Prei said helplessly: "Although our people have a strong physique, but in terms of wisdom, they are really lacking, fortunately there is Chief Yar, otherwise it will be difficult to find someone to discuss." ”

"So, Chief Prey has already made a decision?" said Chief Yar.

"Hasn't Chief Yar already made his choice?" asked Chief Prey rhetorically.

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they understood each other's choice, smart people talk, some things don't need to be said.

When Chief Prey asked the question of the King's Trial, he had already expressed his position in disguise.

What Chief Yar revealed in his words could be concealed from the other chiefs, but could not escape the eyes of Chief Prei.

"The most difficult thing now is how to convince those guys who don't have bright heads, the reason for our choice is a kind of cowardice for them, the trial of the king is a good choice, but it takes too long, especially the whale hunting and the spear of the ancestral spirit, it takes a long time, and our people can't afford to wait. Chief Yar said with a frown.

In terms of resistance, the Sea Hunting Tribe is only stronger than the Nomadic Tribe.

The middle and low-level leaders on his side are also more than brave and lack wisdom.

The truth is far less useful to them than the fist.

"Don't forget that the other party also has an ancestral spirit possession. Chief Prey said with a deep meaning in his expression, "Regardless of whether his ancestral spirit reincarnation is true or not, it must be true from now on, and when the time comes, you can play from this, and some things can be reversed, such as whale hunting and ancestral spirit spears, and when you get through this difficulty, you can slowly make it up, we must agree on this matter." ”

"This matter can't just be bothered by the two of us, why don't we discuss it with our Ancestral Spirit?" suggested Chief Yar.

"That's exactly how it should be. Chief Prey said with a smile.

The two chiefs walked out of the tent shoulder to shoulder, and headed straight for the Eternal Night Army's envoy group.

When they entered Sean's tent, the cauldron on the bonfire was bubbling, and the whole tent was filled with a rich fragrance.

"It seems that we have come at the right time, and we have a good mouth to enjoy. Chief Yar was not polite, took a pair of cutlery for himself, and sat down in front of the cauldron.

"This was meant for you. Sean replied with a smile.

"Lord Ancestral Spirit is so confident in his territory?" Chief Plei's title has changed.

"I have faith not in my own territory, but in the responsibility of the two chiefs. Sean said with a serious expression, "I can assure you that you will not regret the choice you made today. ”

"Convincing us is just the beginning. Chief Yar sliced meat into his bowl as he threw the puzzle to Sean.

"As long as the two chiefs agree, I'll take care of the rest. Sean said confidently, "If it doesn't work, I'll use my fists to subdue them one by one, and I can't lose the glory to them." ”

"Before that, let's have a fight with me, let me see the true power of the ancestral spirit, otherwise I won't really be convinced even if I bow my head because of my clansmen. Chief Yar looked up and said with a very serious expression.

"It's no problem to fight, I just want to see the strength of Kentana's first warrior, but whether you can see the true strength of the ancestral spirit depends on whether you have such ability. "Sean has no sense of modesty, and for these rough people, modesty is far less useful than arrogance.

Sure enough, Chief Yar didn't feel insulted at all, and said with a high fighting spirit: "Okay, let me see if Lord Zu Ling is really so powerful, if you defeat me in a fair and just battle of glory, I am willing to let the Lord drive me to death in this life." ”

"Okay, we'll make up our minds. Sean nodded in agreement without hesitation.

He has long been mentally prepared for this, no matter how smoothly the political means are used, in the end, he will not be able to escape the fate of a fight.

This is the custom of the barbarians of Kentana, and it is necessary to conquer them.

"What are you waiting for?" said Chief Yar, who was also anxious, threw away his chopsticks and jumped up impatiently.

"What's the hurry? Even if you want to fight, you have to wait until you finish eating, and by the way, you also publicize it, how can you be one of the best warriors in Kentana, how can you not even have a few people watching the battle?" Sean obviously has the intention of making this matter bigger, and he will be able to kill two birds with one stone when the time comes.

Those who watched the battle, after thinking that they were inferior to the chief of Yar, naturally did not come to challenge him again, which saved him a lot of trouble.

He can't really fight them one by one, even if he has the energy, he doesn't have the time.

When the time comes, he can pick a few more representative figures and let them fight in his place.

"That's right. Chief Yar saw through Sean's thoughts, but he didn't break them, and it seemed to him that they were all the same.

The Kentana barbarians are straightforward, defeat is defeat, what is there to hide.

While they were eating and drinking, the matter was already working.

The news of Sean's glorious battle against Chief Yar, who was known as the first warrior of the Kentana barbarians, soon spread throughout the nomadic tribe.

The crowd began to pour into the open space in the camp, all wanting to witness this unprecedented showdown.

People with dull brains just come to join in the fun.

Sean, the reincarnation of the ancestral spirit, and Chief Yar, the first warrior of the Kentana barbarians, have recently become more famous in the nomadic tribe than the other.

People whose brains are spinning faster vaguely guess the true meaning hidden behind this battle of glory.

The battle for the glory of the Kentana barbarians, in fact, to put it bluntly, is a one-on-one heads-up with bare hands.

Not only are weapons not allowed to be used, but even armor is not allowed to be worn, in order to pursue fairness and justice.

Their bodies are the fairest and most just, and it is normal to use this duel.

In addition to this, there are also some simple rituals, mainly praying to the ancestral spirits, receiving blessings and shelters, and the like.

This matter, because Sean is involved, the taste is obviously a little weird.

Because he came under the banner of the reincarnation of the ancestral spirit from the beginning, can he still pray to himself?

Fortunately, this ceremony was not cumbersome, it was more careful, and it ended quickly.

Sean and Chief Yar appeared naked in full view of everyone.

"He's the legendary reincarnation of the ancestral spirit? How can the reincarnation of the ancestral spirit be so short?"

"Who says it's not, the legend says that the ancestral spirit is a real giant, even if it is reincarnated, the height cannot be too different. ”

"With this small physique, you dare to challenge Chief Yar, I'm afraid that I won't even be able to eat a punch and be beaten into pulp. ”

"The size does not represent the whole thing, you can't underestimate them because of their size, I heard that at the welcome banquet, their leader named Tagore once fought with the leader of Scott, and as a result, he took advantage of his short and agile body to defeat the leader of Scott, and it is estimated that when the time comes, he will also use this advantage to entangle with Chief Yar. ”

'It's his only advantage and he's going to make the most of it. ”

The mountain Kentana barbarians outside the field talked a lot, and basically didn't look favorably on Sean.

Including those soldiers of the Eternal Night who knew something about Sean's strength, they couldn't help but feel a little worried, the height difference between the two was too strong.

Sean's height of 1.95 meters is already outstanding among the Andes, and his body is full of muscles that have been trained since childhood, and the leather muscle group is absolutely amazing.

But in front of the half-giant of Chieftain Yar's two-meter-eighty-eight meters, it is obviously not enough to see, his arms are no longer thicker than Sean's thighs, but about the same as his waist, even if he doesn't exert himself, the muscles on it are also high and bulging, making people wonder if he grew up on steroids.

When the two officially clashed, there was another uproar outside the court, and there were bursts of exclamations.

Chief Yar's performance was not unexpected, and he took a big stride and rumbled towards Sean, starting with a powerful downpunch.

It looks fast and ruthless, but anyone with combat experience can see that he has three percent of his strength left in hand, and the other hand is even more subtle, which is convenient for temporary changes.

Once Sean took advantage of his agility and shifted to the side of his body, it was time for another big hand to wield it.

It is clear that Chief Yar also decided that Sean would play a game with Marshal Tagore against Chief Scott.

The best tactic to deal with this kind of guerrilla fighting is to defend and counterattack without arrogance or impatience, no matter how much damage the enemy inflicts on him, he only needs to seize the opportunity and give him a ruthless blow to end the battle.

Chief Yar's abacus was not fine, but Sean's reaction was not to dodge, rushing towards him, and the standard upward punch was aimed at Chief Yar's fist.

This is to fight against Chief Yar, and directly compete with Chief Yar's best strength.

"Good!" Chief Yar was surprised, but also a little angry.

Strength is what you are best at, is it possible that the other party still wants to defeat yourself on this?

If this is so delusional, let you see the true power of the Kentanans.

Not to mention that Chief Yar has no time to change his moves now, even if he can, he won't change his moves, this is the pride of the Kentana barbarians.

At this time, he naturally carried the little strength he left.

Rumble!

The two fists, one large and one small, collided together solidly, and the force was so great that even from the sidelines, the sound of the bones hitting could be heard.

The bodies of the two shook involuntarily, and under the strong impact, they involuntarily retreated.

Sean took three steps back before he regained his form.

Chief Yar took five steps back, two steps more than Sean.

"How is it possible? How is it possible? How can an Andes be more powerful than a Kentana?"

"Something must be wrong, there must be something wrong, otherwise it wouldn't be like this. ”

"Could it be that Chief Yar was careless and didn't give his full strength just now?"

"It must be so, otherwise how could Chief Yar lose to an Andys in terms of strength. ”

The Kentana barbarians all looked incredulous, and they all made reasons and excuses for Chief Yar, and they didn't believe it when they were killed, and Chief Yar lost in strength to a halfling who was not even his own chest.

"Your Lord, mighty!"

"Lord Ancestral Spirit will win!"

The Soldiers of the Eternal Night, on the other hand, cheered excitedly, knowing that their lord was powerful, but they did not know that he could reach a level that rivaled the most majestic warrior of the Kentana barbarians without using his ultimate skills.

After all, in the past, when I was sparring, it was actual combat training, and weapons, skills, and combat skills were used in many aspects, and it was rare to directly show the unilateral aspect of strength.

If your own lord has the advantage in terms of the strength that the opponent is best at, how can the opponent still have any hope of victory?

Their slogans were distinctly military-like, uniform and imposing, and although they were far less numerous than the Kentana barbarians, they silenced their voices.

Chief Yar also had a hellish look, he knew very well that he couldn't keep his strength just now, although he didn't exert his maximum strength because of the temporary change of moves, but how could this be eighty or ninety.

Don't forget, because of your size, your own down-rush punch is far more likely than the opponent's up-rush punch, and it is easier to exert your strength to the extreme.

I still suffered.

Could it be that the other party is really stronger than himself?

Or did you use some unknown secret art?

"Come again!" Chief Yar shouted wildly, and once again strode towards Sean, his posture unchanged, still preparing for a punch, but this time the power was ten out of ten, and there was no half of the reservation.

"Okay!" Sean obviously understood Chief Yar's intentions, and also had the idea of breaking the opponent from where the opponent was best at it, and then rushed up again, also with a clean upward punch, and did not mean to play tricks.

Because he has already eaten the temperament of these Kentana barbarians, if he changes his tactics now, even if he inflicts heavy damage on the chief of Yar and takes the opportunity to defeat them, he will leave them with a cunning image, not only will he not completely impress them, but it is very likely to be counterproductive.

Only by breaking through what they are proud of will they truly recognize themselves.

Bang!

It was another hard hit.

Sean took five steps back.

The chief of Yar is likewise a five-step.

It's evenly divided.

"Come again. Chief Yar was obviously not satisfied with this result, and deliberately took an extra seven or eight steps back, widening the distance between the two sides a little more, so as to increase his speed and further increase his momentum.

"Good. Sean was not to be outdone.

Bang!

The two sides each took six steps back, and the disparity was still not large.

"Come again!"

"Good!"

Bang!

"Come again!"

"Good!"

Chief Yar was completely aroused to not admit defeat, and proposed a fist fight over and over again, completely forgetting that they were fighting a battle of glory.

Sean also seemed to have forgotten this, nodding yes without hesitation every time.

This came and went, and even the right eight punches.

The last time the two of them took seven steps back, before they unloaded their strength.

Even with so many punches, everyone could see that Chief Yar not only did not release water, but did his best.

With such a strong hedge, they don't think they can please themselves.

This means that this young Andes, who is not as thick as the arm of Chief Yar, has a strength that is not inferior to the other party, no, it should be even more terrifying than the other party.

Under the successive hedges, everyone still found the difference in Sean.

Every time Sean rushed towards Chief Yar, there would be a strange light looming on his body, especially at the moment of punching, his entire arm emitted a faint light visible to the naked eye of this punch.

That glimmer of light made his right arm thicken twice out of thin air.

That glimmer of light seemed to have a protective effect, and when it came to fighting Chief Yar, the fists of the two men were not connected in any meaningful way at all.

This can be seen from the fists of the two.

Eight punches in a row, at the place where Chief Yar was punching, the bones had already cracked, and the surface was even more bloody.

And Sean's fist is still as smooth as jade, not even a layer of skin has been broken.