Chapter 33: Vulcan Festival (3)

Unlike the joyful atmosphere over there, the atmosphere here seems tense. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 InfoChief Samba had a large clearing open for them to duel. Temo removed the ornaments from his body and wore only a red grass skirt. The same goes for Simon.

The two confronted each other from a distance, Simon was twice as big as Tymo, and the two of them were like orangutans and monkeys. Although Simon is big, he is not as imposing as Temo. If Taimo is like a rainbow, then Simon is only surrounded by a sluggish rain cloud, and he doesn't want to fight at all. In other words, isn't it Lynn's specialty to teach love rivals? It's maddening.

Ansu's sharp eyes kept stabbing behind him like a sharp sword, and Simon had no choice but to bite the bullet.

The surrounding Amanrans noticed the situation, and more and more people gathered around.

"Is Temo going to challenge the Chief again this year?"

"Doesn't seem to be, it's the big guy that Temo wants to challenge." Someone pointed at Simon.

"Why? Taimo challenges the Chief every year. ”

"I guess it's for the female." An Amanrah pointed at Ansu. The other Amanra followed his finger and saw Ansu, who was sitting steadily beside the chief, unhurried and calm as a mountain. One can't help but think of the mountains on the other side of the Great Rift Valley, and the chieftain is beside her, and it seems that the momentum is also a little weaker. He rubbed his eyes, he must have seen it wrong, the chief was the most wise and powerful.

"Isn't she a chief?"

"No, I guess she's the chief of another race. The big guy was her people. ”

"It could also be a rivalry between the two communities. Why was Temo so stupid to give up two females to choose a female chief? Everyone, a female chief can have multiple mates, but her spouse can't be with other females. ”

"I don't know much about this, maybe it's really just a discussion."

There was a lot of talk all around, but Temo was not affected in the slightest, he showed the concentration of a good hunter. He knew he might be up against someone more powerful than the chief.

Suddenly, Temo moved and headed straight for Simon. In order to avoid unnecessary injury, neither side took weapons. Taimo could see that Simon was big and powerful, but he should be like a megalodon, and although he had a huge body and terrifying strength, he couldn't be fast.

Taimo chased his prey all year round, and his speed was amazing, and in a flash of gray shadows, he was already behind Simon, flew up, and kicked Simon's knee socket. The Amanra people have a hunting habit of first putting their prey down so that it has no possibility of escaping, and then killing it. Their hunting method is very similar to that of lions and cheetahs, pounce and lock their throats. This is also the idea of Tamo, and when Simon falls forward, he will slam his neck.

Temo's eyes flashed with coldness, he would not show mercy!

But he kicked on a plate, and Simon still stood there, unmoving.

"I'm coming!" Simon reminded him that the big hand was coming to catch Temo. Taimo's attack was just a tickle for him, and it didn't do any real harm. The mutated body is stronger than the previous body, and the ability to carry blows has also improved a lot, just like a human tank.

Timor had no effect on the blow, and although he was surprised, he quickly adjusted his mind and quickly ran to the other side, avoiding Simon's capture.

"Your companion is so strong." Chief Samba glanced at Ansu and said.

"Pass the prize, and yours will be very fast." An Su said indifferently.

The second time Temo attacked much faster than the first, this time again attacking Simon's knee socket, and Simon waved him away again. He wondered a little, could this Amaraman change something new? Attack the same place every time. Simon felt like driving away a pesky fly every time he was chased.

Anso's eyes fell on Taimo, an Amara-native, with a rather flexible brain, who wanted to break Simon's defenses by piercing with a drop of water. However, Simon was a little slower to react, but he was not stupid.

When the pain of an ant-like bite came from his knees, Simon knew what Tymo meant. He glanced at Ansu, who was looking at him with a smile, probably knowing Taimo's intentions. He patted his head, alas, how come the body has evolved, and the brain still can't turn fast?

Simon put away his contemptuous attitude and tried to compete with Temo seriously. His legs took turns to kick a few times, then jumped up, relaxed his body, and when he stopped, he was no longer in a casual posture, he had switched to combat mode.

His legs were spread back and forth, his tall body leaning forward slightly, his hands hanging at his sides, and his eyes locked intently on Taimo.

Temo gritted his teeth and had to become more cautious, the lion had awakened.

While Tymo was looking for an opportunity to attack again, Simon uncharacteristically took the initiative. He roared and leaped forward, raising his massive fist and slamming it down on Tymo's head.

Chief Samba couldn't help but lean forward, if this punch hit, he would definitely die on the spot, and he glanced at Ansu with displeasure. An Su was still sitting upright, his expression indifferent.

Boom--

The smoke and dust were everywhere, the whole ground shook, and there was a sudden silence all around, and everyone's eyes were focused on the center where the smoke and dust flew. My heart couldn't help but hang, was Temo hit? Some of the Amanrans couldn't bear to turn their faces away.

A dark shadow burst out of the smoke and dust, and everyone looked at it, it was Taimo! The hanging heart finally let go.

Simon pulled his fist back from the mud puddle, rubbed it, and spun around. The power of his punch was huge, and it directly smashed a large hole in the mud. This blow is just a deterrent, I didn't think about defeating Taimo, I just hope that kid knows each other and stops entanglement.

Unfortunately, Temo was a very tenacious hunter, and Simon's blow did not make him relent, but made his blood boil even more, and he grinned, showing his sharp fangs, and pounced on Simon again.

Simon sighed, still admiring his indomitable spirit. He raised his right hand and blocked a punch from Tamo. Tymo suddenly took his arm as a branch, swung his body upward, rolled over and flew over Simon's head, and stretched out his hands in mid-air to choke Simon's neck.

Wipe. Simon scolded, took a big step forward, and kicked his right leg back hard. Temo had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, and when he was about to be kicked by Simon, he forcibly moved his body in the air and fell from Simon's left hand.

Simon frowned, MD can really hide.

Taimo didn't have an easy time, he rolled up from the ground, gasping for breath, although his speed continued to break through, but his body was getting hotter and hotter, as if it was about to melt. The pain in the bones and muscles became more and more enormous, as if it was being crushed on a grinding disc. The slightest hint of wind can cause great pain. He gritted his teeth to keep himself from screaming.

I want to kill, I want to destroy everything here!

Taimo looked up, red threads appearing in his eyes. (To be continued.) )