Seeing this scene, the thin old man, who was a tribal shaman, opened his mouth and didn't speak, he took a few steps back and stepped aside, he also wanted to see how strong the Chosen One adults who were summoned by him with the ancestral altar could be.

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Xin You lowered his voice and instructed: "Be careful, don't break people, once someone dies, this task will not be easy to do." ”

Mu Ge also lowered his voice and replied: "Don't worry, I know how to measure." ”

"What are you still muttering? Why don't you hurry up and get beaten? Gula said impatiently.

Mugo laughed twice, took a step, and walked towards Gula.

Among the three Xin You, Mu Ge's height is the highest, exceeding 1.8 meters, followed by Cold Wave, and Xin You is the shortest, only 1.7 meters tall.

Even Mugo, the tallest of the three, was still a lot shorter than the primitive young Gura, and this was only a comparison in height.

Young Gula was not only tall, but also extremely strong, and in front of his explosive muscles, Xin You and the three were as thin as bamboo poles.

Mugo took a few steps forward and stood still 3 meters away from the young Gula.

The greasy wooden table used to eat meat has been removed, and the tent looks very empty, whether it is Xin You, Cold Wave, or the shaman of the tribal alliance, or the high-ranking of the tribal alliance, everyone's eyes are on Mugo and the young Gula.

"Gulla, come on! Don't embarrass our Black Rock tribe, even if it's a demon bear standing in front of you, you have to kill it! A middle-aged primitive, stronger than Gula, with a bone ornament around his neck, shouted at the top of his voice as he waved his fist thicker than a bear's claw.

"Don't worry, father, I'm going to beat this dwarf to his stomach." Gula clapped his chest loudly and roared.

When he said this, his bare skin on the outside of the animal skin coat appeared densely covered with tattoo-like lines, these lines were like a red-hot soldering iron, and soon became red, and his eyes also became red, making his whole person look extremely terrifying.

This is...... The power of the bloodline totem of the tribesmen!

Tribal people worship their ancestors and are adept at finding power in their own bloodline, so despite their primitive civilization, they are extremely powerful.

These were all the information that Xin You had obtained from the memories that the Heavenly Dao had loaded in his mind.

After activating the power of his own bloodline, the speed of the young Gula far surpassed that of ordinary people, and when he saw him step out, he appeared in front of Mugo, and then stretched out his hand as big as a fan and grabbed Mugo's arm.

Mugo finally moved, and with a random dodge to the side, he avoided the young Gullah's large hand that grabbed him, and then, with a slight leap, he kicked Gula in the chest and abdomen like lightning.

With a muffled bang, Gula, who grew stronger than a man-bear, was directly kicked out of the dozens of meters away, he flew out of the tent, and hit a big tree outside the tent in a very embarrassed way, causing the big tree to click and the leaves rustle.

The audience was silent, whether it was the high-level of the tribal alliance inside the tent, or the tribal warriors outside the tent who were probing their brains to watch the excitement, they all opened their mouths wide, and they were speechless in shock by the scene just now.

"A little kid who is not even a human male dares to be arrogant in front of me, if it weren't for the mission, I would have to kill him!" Mugo muttered in a language commonly used in the base that these natives didn't understand at all, as he walked towards the location of Xin You and the Cold Wave.

When he walked over, those tribesmen got out of the way one after another, and compared to before, the eyes they looked at Xin You and the others with a little more respect and fear.

Gula is the son of the patriarch of the Black Rock tribe, and is one of the most capable people in the new generation of the Tribal Alliance, but he was easily kicked out by this thin and short Chosen One, which is already very telling.

Indeed, as the shaman said, these Chosen Ones are very strong, and they should be able to play a very important role in the next war, and be able to help their tribal alliance to the final victory!

"Son, if my son is killed by you, I must fight with you!" After a brief silence, the middle-aged man, who was stronger than Gura, shouted excitedly as he rushed out of the tent.

"Gula isn't dead yet, he's just fainting in pain!" Outside the tent, a tribal warrior shouted after checking on Gula's situation.

"I, Kazan of the Kutch Tribe, challenge you!" A strong man who was a head shorter than Gula just now, with a raging fire burning in his eyes, took a step forward.

"Kazan! Don't make trouble for me, get me back now! The skinny shaman snapped.

"Shaman......" The strong man lowered his head, his face visibly fearful.

"Kazan, it's okay if they don't listen to me, don't you listen to me either?" The old shaman said in a fierce voice.

"Don't dare." The strong man lowered his head, and after muttering in a low voice, he retreated with an unwilling face.

"Want to challenge me? I'll fix this big guy properly. Mugo's face also lit up with war.

Xin You grabbed him and said in a low voice: "Mugo, forget it, don't be too troublesome." ”

Mu Ge hesitated for a moment, but still obeyed Xin You's instructions and retreated.

"A few Chosen One, I made you smile." The shaman walked up to Xin You and the others and said apologetically.

Xin You shook his head and said he didn't mind.

From the memory that Heavenly Dao loaded on him, he already knew that the so-called tribal alliance was actually a relatively loose wartime organization, which was established two months ago to fight against the army of the aggressive Draghe Kingdom.

The entire tribal alliance is composed of 76 tribes, which range from large to small, with a population of more than 100,000 in the large tribe and a few thousand in the small tribe.

The old shaman in front of him was one of the initiators of the tribal alliance, the great shaman of the large tribe of the Kuchi tribe.

Not long ago, the ancestral altar that Xin You and they came to also belonged to the Kuchi tribe.

Some of these tribes that formed the tribal alliance were relatively civilized and had some contact with the outside world, such as the Kutch tribe, one of the initiators of the tribal alliance.

Some tribes, who had just come out of the mountains, looked barbaric and ignorant, such as the Black Rock tribe where Gula and his son belonged just now.

It is precisely because the tribal alliance has not been established long ago that it has an absolute status in the Kuchi tribe, and even the great shaman who has to concede three points to the patriarch cannot have absolute leadership here, and some of his words are often questioned by the patriarchs and tribal powerhouses in the alliance.

In the blink of an eye, a few hours passed.

It was already dark, and it was completely dark.

As far as the eye can see, there are burning bonfires and torches everywhere, and tents are spread across this sparsely planted flat land, and there is no end in sight.

In a thick animal skin tent, Xin You and the three of them were discussing the Heavenly Dao mission this time.