Cold sweat broke out on the witch doctor's head, he knew what level he was, and he really couldn't do the ability shown by the other party, so he quietly made a gesture and asked Mu Wanqiu's men to shoot Shen Yifan, because this guy was likely to sabotage their plan.

The Demon King sensed that something was wrong and reminded Shen Yifan, and Shen Yifan then used enough gold true qi, and suddenly shouted violently, making a "golden light spell".

Suddenly, under the dark night sky, Shen Yifan's whole person was shining with golden light, like a god descending to earth, dazzling the eyes of everyone present.

Although the attack power of the "Golden Light Curse" was weak, the blacks with the guns still felt a hard, sharp object scratching their skin, and they attributed this to the miracle of the fierce bird god, so they simply threw down their guns, knelt on the ground and bowed.

At this time, even Mwanga began to suspect that this Huaxia man could not really be a messenger sent by God, right?

The big fat man Mu Wanxiao and the witch doctor both began to tremble, the situation was becoming more and more unfavorable for them, the key was that they didn't dare to hurt Shen Yifan now, because they also believed in the existence of the Fierce Bird God, and this young man's performance, maybe he was really the messenger of the Fierce Bird God.

With Shen Yifan's current ability, in the face of several AK47s, he may not be able to turn the situation around, but fortunately, the people here are not wise, and they are easy to fool, and they can be stunned with just some simple gold spells.

Mwanga is very good at taking advantage of the situation and shouting to the people around him to untie him immediately, because he brought the messenger of God to the tribe, he is a hero, how could he kill his father.

The soldiers who had been holding him believed it and untied Mwanga, along with Mwanga's cronies, and they picked up the guns that had been thrown on the ground at Mwanga's suggestion. God's messengers are not necessarily invulnerable, so it's better to take these Westerners' use* into your own hands.

In fact, the chieftain also bought some guns from Westerners, so that his subordinates learned how to use them, although they knew that the guns were more powerful than spears and bows and arrows, they still did not like to use them.

Now that they were in despair, they didn't expect a messenger of the gods to emerge and completely destroy their perfect plan, and they all began to think about running away.

However, Mwanga would not let them go, he asked his men to look at the two men, and then incited the people of the tribe to shout there, asking for a contest between the witch doctor and the messenger of God.

Obviously, this witch doctor is on his second brother's side, so he wants to make him lose his reputation and prestige, so that he can strengthen his position.

Under the threat of assault rifles, the witch doctor could only agree to give it a try.

Shen Yifan smiled very easily, now that the overall situation has been decided, as long as the true face of the witch doctor is exposed, if he supports Mwanga to become the new chief, wouldn't it be a good ally?

The witch doctor didn't want to take the initiative to compete, but Mwanga made the decision for him and asked him to compete first to "take things from boiling oil", which is the witch doctor's unique skill, but he believes that Shen Yifan can also do it, after all, he is covered in golden light, that is God, will he be afraid of boiling oil?

The witch doctor knew the secret of this "boiling oil", but he would not let anyone else know, so he ran back to his house to find all the necessary materials without waiting for Mwanga's order.

Soon a pot was set up, and wood was burning underneath, and after a while, the oil in the oil pot began to boil, but the witch doctor was not afraid, first threw a few gold coins into the oil pot, and then rolled up his sleeve and reached into the oil pot to scoop up the gold coins.

The people around him avoided it from a distance, for fear that the oil would splash on him, but Shen Yifan looked at this and smiled dumbly, this thing Huaxia didn't know how many hundred years of play, and it could still bluff people?

As long as you are good at physics in junior high school, you will know the principle of boiling oil, and this pot is not actually oil, but a mixture of vinegar and oil. The density of the vinegar is high, underneath, and the oil with less density will float on the surface of the vinegar.

The boiling point of vinegar is low, only about 40 degrees, so the oil pot is heated for a while, and it begins to boil, and even the oil with the upper layer begins to tumble, which seems to be terrifying, but in fact, the oil is more than 40 degrees, no matter whose hand reaches into it, it will be fine.

In order to prevent the witch doctor from playing any tricks, Shen Yifan didn't wait for him to finish his performance, he rushed up and put his hands into the oil pot, and the people around him exclaimed, and then found that Shen Yifan had nothing to do, and immediately continued to bow down, he is really not a mortal!

The witch doctor's heart was cold at the moment, he knew that his so-called "witchcraft" had long been seen through by this Chinese man, but now he couldn't escape if he wanted to, so he could only continue to compare.

Shen Yifan finished what the witch doctor did, and then it was his turn to choose the method of the competition, he whispered a few words to Mwanga, and Mwanga immediately asked people to take the pot again, and it was filled with ordinary river water and burned on the fire.

After the water boiled, Shen Yifan put his hand in, before that, he had wrapped his hands with true qi in order to resist the high temperature, this is a real 100 degree of boiling water, not comparable to the previous low-temperature fake oil pot.

The witch doctor looked at the boiling water, his face twitched constantly, he understood that this was real boiling water, otherwise there was no need for the other party to compare with him, and he could already feel the heat when he stood aside.

He secretly stuffed two pills into his mouth, then took a deep breath, resolutely stepped forward, and put his hand into the pot as well.

His head was sweating profusely, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, as if the boiling water didn't work for him at all.

But it didn't take long for him to take his hand out, whining and screaming, Shen Yifan saw that his hands were obviously burned red, if it took a longer time, it was estimated that he could cook his hands, but he could actually endure it without screaming, and he could be regarded as an iron-clad man.

The Demon King explained, "He just stuffed something into his mouth, probably a pain-reducing medicine. ”

At this time, Mwanga told Shen Yifan that the witch doctor wanted to test the spear with him, because it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the two of them, so it was better to compete alone.

Shen Yifan readily agreed, and he could not be afraid of this guy pretending to be a ghost.

The onlookers quickly gave up the place for the two to use alone, and Mwanga lent Shen Yifan the spear he usually used.

Shen Yifan has learned Changshan marksmanship, the spear of this African tribe is basically the same as the spear of Huaxia, and it is absolutely handy to dance.

The Demon King keenly discovered that the witch doctor had secretly stuffed something into his mouth, but Shen Yifan didn't care about it, no matter how he was not afraid of pain, he would die if he was stabbed.

Under Mwanga's order, the heads-up officially began, and Shen Yifan suddenly found that the witch doctor's expression was wrong, his eyes were so red that he could drip blood, and his face was extremely hideous, looking like he wanted to bite himself to death.

Shen Yifan disdained this: If you want to kill me, why don't I want to kill you? If it weren't for Lao Tzu's wit, you would have roasted me like a roast chicken!

The witch doctor took the initiative to attack, and Shen Yifan found that he was extremely fast, and almost instantly rushed to him, stabbing himself in the face with a spear.

Fortunately, with the assistance of the Demon King's divine sense, Shen Yifan reacted in time and blocked it with the spear in his hand, otherwise it would be very dangerous this time.

The strength of the witch doctor is also very large, of course, it can't be compared with Shen Yifan, but Shen Yifan felt that he had underestimated the other party before, but he didn't expect that this person's speed and strength were the top level among normal human beings, that is, only a cultivator like Shen Yifan could handle it.

However, the fighting skills of this African tribe are obviously still at the primitive level, and it is difficult to compare with the exquisite and endlessly changing Changshan marksmanship.

Shen Yifan intended to capture the other party alive, because there were still many questions to interrogate him, so after blocking several attacks from the other party, the spear in his hand shook and cut through the opponent's spear-holding hand as soon as it was smoothed along the barrel of the opponent's spear.

But the other party didn't feel the pain at all, but fought back instantly, Shen Yifan then strengthened the attack, and after pressing the tip of the opponent's spear, he slid up and pierced the opponent's wrist.

He wanted to make the other party put down the weapon in his hand in pain, but the other party didn't react at all, and let the spear poke in his wrist, but took advantage of Shen Yifan's inability to pull out the spear and continued to stab him directly.

It was the first time for Shen Yifan to encounter such a desperate style of play, he dodged the opponent's attack sideways, grabbed the opponent's spear with one hand, and then kicked the witch doctor out directly with a heavy side kick.

The witch doctor fell to the ground and vomited a mouthful of blood, but quickly got up, snatched the spear from the onlookers beside him, and continued to stab Shen Yifan frantically.

Shen Yifan was fed up with this kind of lifeless fighting, he swung his spear and smashed it down, smashing the tip of the opponent's spear, and then the spear in his hand was raised upwards and pierced the opponent's shoulder.

But the other party didn't feel the pain at all, but rushed forward desperately, letting the spear penetrate his body, he just wanted to get close to Shen Yifan, and then give him a fatal blow.

Shen Yifan had no choice but to put down the spear in his hand, and quickly retreated to dodge, the other party was really a madman, and this style of play simply wanted to die together.

However, even if there is no weapon in his hand, Shen Yifan is not afraid of the other party, when the other party rushes towards him frantically, he jumps more than two meters high with a light jump, avoids the opponent's straight stab, and then kicks the opponent's face firmly.

The witch doctor was kicked and fell to the ground on his back, and the Demon King analyzed that this guy may have taken some medicine that makes people go crazy and can't feel pain, and it is unlikely that he will be able to take it.

Shen Yifan then rushed forward and pressed him headfirst to the ground, preventing him from getting up, and at the same time calling for Mu Wanga to throw a rope over.