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The atmosphere was a little awkward, but also a little quiet, Muria looked at the broken longbow in his hand, looked up at his father Batu, and finally took the initiative to break the silence,

"Your bow is broken, Abba!"

"......" Batu raised his hand and pointed at Muria, his body trembling, his mind a little broken, his bow was broken by his son. First, it shows that his son's strength has reached a very terrifying level, and second, his little wife is gone.

"I didn't mean to, I didn't use much strength, it's your bow that is about to go bad!" added Muria, who felt that his strength really wasn't too great. At least he didn't even have the power of his original body when he was born.

"Your, you're ......" Batu raised his hand and pointed at Muria, his fingers trembling.

"Why don't I make you another bow?" Muriya, looking at her father, who was a little angry and seemed to want to do something, asked tentatively.

Muria also saw his father's affection for the bow, and every time he went to the treehouse, he could see his father tending to the longbow nine times out of ten.

It was evident that his father valued the bow very much. And now he had broken the bow, but he really didn't mean to, he really didn't expect it to be so fragile.

After all, Muria had long been accustomed to his own weapon called Starfall, because his bow could perfectly carry his power, no matter how much power he used.

As for making a bow, although he had never done such delicate work, he had seen the process of making wooden bows from the elves of Sinapus, and if he wasted some materials, he should be able to make a strong bow.

"No!" Eventually, Batu lowered his palm and replied with a dark face, swearing that if it was any Iku other than his son and his wife who broke his beloved longbow, his fist would have been absolutely in the face by now.

"Tsk, amazing! worthy of the child who claims to conquer the charm and become the king!"

"It's really powerful, at such a young age, he can overwhelm his father in strength, and he also forcibly broke his father's bow!"

"I think Bal, this kid, even if he can't conquer the charm in the future, he may become the new Baghdad of our Tunandi!

"It's not possible, with Barr's current power, absolutely. There is a Baghdad in the south of our map, and when it is as big as your, it probably doesn't have such a great force!"

The onlookers were full of discussions, and although they had all come to join in the fun at first, they were all shocked when they saw Muria show his almost brutal power.

As for Batu's strength and the hardness of his longbow, the onlookers were all well aware of it, after all, their southern Tu tribe was only so big, and they were quite familiar with each other.

Their strength is similar to that of Batu, and the longbow they have is not much different in material, and Muria can pull off Baral's longbow, which means that they can also break their longbow. In this case, no Iku people will laugh at Batu. To laugh at Batu is to laugh at yourself.

"Ahem, that, Abba, can you take me out hunting?" asked Muria with a dry cough, then tentatively. Although he knew that the matter of going out hunting today was already yellow, there was always a case in everything.

"Let's talk about it when I've got a bow made again!" Batu glanced at his son with some annoyance, took back his broken longbow, turned his head, and left in a huff, he was going to look for new materials to make a new longbow.

But when the father left the crowd, the corners of his mouth were full of exaggerated curves, and the bow was gone, and it was enough to make another one, to show his people the excellence of his son.

"Can't laugh, can't laugh, I'm going to hold back!" Batu resisted the urge to look up and laugh, and quickly left the area, starting today he would be the most enviable father in the tribe, because he had a son destined to be Baghdad.

"So, what is Baghdad?" Listening to the comments of the empty people around him, new doubts appeared in Muria's heart, and there were also corresponding guesses.

Judging from their looks, the so-called Baghdad should be the name of a special Ikon people, and it should most likely be the Ikon people who can fuse ore energy.

"Common sense is still too lacking, it seems that we still have to go to the Great Elder more!" Muria sighed a little helplessly, and then he chatted for a while with the Ikong people who came to talk to him, and then left on the pretext that he wanted to go to the Great Elder to read a book.

......

Three days later

"Your, come out hunting with me!" Batu found Muria with two longbows, and threw one of them into Muria's hand.

"This bow?" When the bow was in his hands, Muria felt a sinking in his hand, and he couldn't help but take a closer look at the longbow in his hand, it was a black and shining metallic success, but there was a very clear wood grain on it, and a very heavy pulp, this bow has existed for a long time.

"This is a bow used by a Baghdad! I asked for it from the Great Elder, and no one in our tribe can use it now, so now it belongs to you for the time being, and when you become a real Baghdad, this bow will truly belong to you. ”

"That...... What is Baghdad?" asked Muria, touching her nose and feeling a little embarrassed.

"Baghdad is a warrior blessed by the Sacred Tree!, if you want to conquer the Charms, then you must first become a Baghdad!"

"Oh, I see!" Muria nodded thoughtfully, stroking the longbow in her hand that seemed to be made of metal.

"You go out hunting with me now, I will teach you all my skills in the hunt!" After saying that, Batu turned around with a cool face and left directly.

Muria didn't think much about it, and directly put the black bow in his hand, which was almost as tall as him, and followed his father, and followed him to a green meadow outside the tribe.

Then his eyes widened in surprise as he saw that in addition to his father, there were more than thirty adult Ikuren in military uniforms on the green meadow.

This is what Batu did during these three days, and in addition to making a new longbow from the spare materials he had prepared earlier, he went everywhere begging for help.

He went to ask the Great Elder to take out the weapons left over from Baghdad in the previous tribe and give them to Muria to use. Go and ask your people to go hunting with their sons and protect him in the wild.

"I remember!" Seeing this scene, Muria glanced at his father, pursed his lips, and then said silently in his heart. Vote for me with papaya, repay it with Qiong Yao, this is Muria's most basic way of doing things.

"They're going to hunt with us!" said Batu as he turned to your after bringing Muria here.

"Little your, next, you will go out hunting with us, we will protect you in the center when the time comes, and don't be afraid when you see terrible monsters. ”

"What are you afraid of, let us protect him. ”

"Little your, remember your father's hard work, he has been begging for ...... these days"

"Uh-huh!" Batu snorted heavily, then glared at the talkative Ikora, then turned his head to look at Muria and explained all the precautions.

"Your, before we hunt, we're going to take you to something very important!" said Batu to Muria mysteriously after explaining.

"What's the matter?" asked Muria, curiously.

"You need to conquer the first partner first!" After saying that, Batu let out a slightly rapid whistle, and the adult Iku people next to him also made a similar whistle.

Then, Muria felt the ground tremble slightly, and a group of creatures of no small size were rushing towards the place.

Finally, under Muria's gaze, a group of strong creatures four meters tall and nearly five meters long appeared in front of him, a group of creatures resembling horses, but unlike Muria's impression of a four-legged war horse, it had six legs, and its forelimbs had two pairs.

The creature is covered in brilliant stripes, with armor-like carapace on the shoulders and back of its neck, and two very flowing, tentacle-like tissues on either side of its head.

This group of creatures shaped like war horses, after appearing, immediately dispersed, each rushing towards an Iku, in front of his father Batu, there was also a six-legged war horse with blue and black fur rushed over, and finally stopped, affectionately arching his father's palm.

"Come up!" Batu turned over and rode to the warhorse, and then stretched out his palm to Muria, who pulled the corners of his mouth a little speechlessly, then walked a few steps, reached out and grabbed his father's palm, and then he pulled him and made it on the horse's back.

When Batu saw that Muria was ready in front of him, he let out a light cry, and his legs clamped the belly of the horse, and then the six-legged war horse on his body rushed out first, and at the same time, the Iku people also rode up on the six-legged war horse to follow.

As they marched, these Iku gradually surrounded Batu, and they were protecting Muria in front of Batu, which was their responsibility as adult Iku!

"I'm better than any of you!" Seeing that Muria, who had become a key protection object, sighed helplessly.