Chapter 107: Selecting Warriors

"Today, we are going to select the 50 strongest tribesmen to be the warriors of the Great Ray Tribe. I hope you will work hard to earn this spot! ”

"In order to get this place, you have to compete with other people, and the one who wins advances to the next round, and the one who loses is eliminated directly until there are 50 people left, who are the fighters selected this time!"

The clansmen of the Xingyue tribe gathered in the square in the city wall, and in the center of the square, there was a towering rostrum, on which stood the three messengers of Ye Feng, Duo Ye, and Giant Wood.

What he said just now,It was Taye who roared through his throat.,On this occasion,It's better to leave it to the chief of Taba.。

As soon as he landed on the ground, it caused everyone's hair to explode.

"Chief, why are you so a little bit of a person, I also want to fight with the aliens, you say you ...... These 50 people, how did I grab this place! ”

"Yes, chief, it's just such a few people, you want so many of us to fight, how can you let us people capture it!"

“………”

"Enough, it's not to protect you, you can't go directly to the battlefield, it's not for nothing to die or what, if you can't compare, give me a good honest stay in the tribe!" Taba's gaze became cold, and he secretly suppressed the noisy crowd.

"50 fighters? Are you okay? The giant wood envoy asked Ye Feng with a stunned expression.

Ye Feng smiled: "Your envoy still doubts the strength of our Xingyue? ”

"No, no, no, it's not that we doubt your strength, it's that it's 50 years, this ...... This doesn't make sense! The Giant Wood Emissary explained, waving his hand.

Ye Feng said with a smile: "There are many things that are unreasonable this time, why can't you win more with less!" ”

Seeing that it was useless to say more, the giant wood envoy had to say, "Well, I reminded you, don't look for our tribe if you defeat it." ”

"Hahaha! Look at your cowardice! Ye Feng put his right hand on the shoulder of the giant wood envoy and said, "Let's go, go and watch the martial arts competition, it's about to start!" ”

"Bell!" With a bang, a clansman rang the gong that had just been created, and then shouted at the throat: "The first game, the spear competition, the first group of preparations!" ”

A strong man and a lean man held training spears, two meters apart, standing facing each other.

The gong hand shouted, "Salute! ”

The two clansmen bowed to each other.

The gong hand shouted again: "Ready! ”

The two tribes raised their spears and pointed the animal skin at each other, this time it was different from the past, the animal skin was stained with a little red cinnabar, as long as the red cinnabar was stained on the opponent's body, the opponent could be judged "killed".

The gong hand raised the gavel and slammed it down on the gong.

With a bang, the two of them were like swift cheetahs, quickly approaching each other.

"Ahh The lean man suddenly stopped, his body shortened, and the spear in his hand was sent forward like lightning, stabbing the opponent in the chest.

Seeing the attacking spear, the strong man was frightened, and was about to dodge, but the inertia of sprinting forward had not disappeared, he could only twist his body and roll on the ground, which was able to avoid the "fatal" blow.

Seeing that the blow was missed, the lean man hurriedly stood up, and without waiting for the spear that stabbed forward to be withdrawn, he hurriedly pressed it down, and slashed head-on at the person who was lying down.

Listening to the strong wind in his ears, the strong man rolled twice on the ground, and a carp stood up.

"Smack!" A spear slammed into the place where he was lying just now, and if the strong man didn't dodge it in time, it would definitely be a bloody end.

"The third! Come with me really! The strong man roared at the lean man.

"I want to be a warrior, fighting for the tribe, there are so many people competing for places, I can only be ruthless, I'm sorry!" As soon as the golden man finished speaking, he launched an offensive again.

The strong man waved his spear to block and said, "Okay, this is what I want, I can't help it, look at the move!" ”

The two of them went back and forth, and the two spears were whining and whining, stirring up bursts of yellow sand between tossing and turning, and a faint yellow mist rose around them.

Although the lean man's body is flexible and vigorous, but his physical strength is hard, under the attack of the strong man's wind and lightning, the lean man quickly turned sharply, and gradually failed to parry.

"Smack!" Finally, the lean man's chest was stamped with a red stamp.

Seeing this, the gong player hurriedly rang the gong in his hand and said loudly: "The game is over!" After speaking, he grabbed the strong man's right hand, raised it high and shouted: "Win!" ”

There was a thunderous applause at the scene, people cheered for the victory of the strong man, the strong man bowed to the people who cheered for him, and the lean man was depressed and left the arena in despair.

The strong man looked at the back of the lean man, bowed to everyone again, and hurriedly chased after him, as if to comfort him.

The giant wood envoy also applauded his hands (this was the first etiquette he learned after coming to the Xingyue tribe), and said to Ye Feng with a smile: "Your tribe's competition is really good, if it were our tribe, hehe, there would be no time to run before and after for food all day, whether it can be done is two different things!" ”

Ye Feng also smiled and said: "Why can't it be done, now that our two tribes have formed an alliance, as long as the Great Ray Tribe is defeated, we will have more time to develop ourselves, and then you don't have to work all day because of food, and it is not easy to hold a competition." ”

The Giant Wood Emissary nodded approvingly, his eyes full of beautiful vision for the future.

After a day of competition, more than 200 clansmen who participated in the competition went through a cruel elimination system, and after eliminating more than 150 people, leaving 50 final winners.

Of course, there are also many people who are not convinced, and they have put forward requests to fight again, but they were rejected by Ye Feng one by one. If you lose, you lose, and you can only blame your own ability, and you can't blame others.

The 50 eventual victors were naturally overjoyed, or shouted with joy, or danced with primitive joy, and if it weren't for the presence of wine, they would have almost died of it.

"Ye Feng, this latest armor has been prepared, 50 sets!" A clansman from an industrial group came to Ye Feng's side and whispered.

"Well, have you brought a sample, show me!"

"Bring it!" As he spoke, the clansman took out an animal skin vest from the basket behind his back and handed it to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng pulled the animal skin vest and found it quite firm, nodded with satisfaction, and then put it on his body.

Twisting his body, there was nothing uncomfortable, and said to the clansman, "Help me plug in the plug board!" ”

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