Following what Di Qiusha said, Ding Qing quickly screened the reset situation at this stage in his mind, and finally understood the current situation, it turned out that in addition to the interference of other players, Wei Zedong and himself also had Xu Shan, the three of them could popularize more knowledge and correct more living habits for the people in the tribe, not limited to the application of flames, although it was at the beginning of the change, but at this moment, the level of civilization of Kuhawiqi in which several people were located could already catch up with the civilizations of other tribes in the same period for hundreds of years, among which the most far-reaching impact was about to occur, In addition to the flames and weapons, it is the aborigines' management of the Tust River.

Ding Qing suddenly became enlightened, according to the trend after the reset, the fate of the three can be said to be rising and falling together with the fate of the Kuhawiqi clan.

"What did you just say?" Ding Qing, who came back to his senses after thinking about it, remembered to ask Di Qiusha for the unfinished words.

"As long as there is a result of the duel between me and Ataya tomorrow, we will be able to determine who will lead the Kuhawiqi clan in the future, but now that this situation has occurred, the Apostle of the Celestial God has been injured, and the duel will definitely be postponed for a long time."

"What do you say? Your duel with Ataya?! Ding Qing's mind flashed another line of memory, and when he looked at Di Qiusha's body closely, he found that the scars on Di Qiusha's arms and legs were completely gone, Xu was too dim and far away just now, and he was still in the memory of Di Qiusha's heroic injury as a wolf slayer warrior, but he didn't notice the changes in Di Qiusha's body after resetting the world.

When there is only one werewolf player, Ding Qing, the bonfire ceremony will not evolve into a fire incident, and the aborigines will gladly accept the appearance of the flames, and if there is no fire, there will be no werewolves taking advantage of the fire to rob and lead the wolves to attack the tribe.

Now Di Qiusha in front of Ding Qing is not the wolf slayer warrior of the tribe, but is still the henchman around Ataya, under the struggle of the two elder forces, the secret battle has been put on the table and turned into an open dispute, and the two who are evenly matched by the voices of their supporters are about to face the final duel that belongs to them.

Di Qiusha was puzzled by Ding Qing's surprised look, and Ding Qing hurriedly changed her words when she saw this: "Uh, I mean, then what do you think, do you have to win." ”

"In fact...... I'm already tired. Di Qiusha sighed lightly, but this soft sigh in Ding Qing's ears was so heavy, "When I found out that everything was starting to get better, I was about to give up the idea of rebellion, but my mother still disagreed with the Great Elder, and I must fight for a result." ”

"In that case, it's better to duel earlier so that there can be a result." Ding Qing thought about it and said, just because this is the main task about several people, there was a result earlier, and the game was over, and the injured Dongge and Xiaoshan were also able to get rid of the pain earlier.

Thinking back carefully about Ataya's original skills, in fact, she was comparable to Di Qiusha and even defeated Di Qiusha's existence, Ding Qing didn't think that Di Qiusha would definitely win.

"But they are injured like this, and the clansmen alone will not agree to hold a duel at this time." Di Qiusha didn't understand why Ding Qing was so anxious to duel with Ataya, in fact, Di Qiusha at this stage had not adjusted her mentality, but in comparison, Ataya, who had always been the head of the clan, was now affected by her confidants, no matter how well she had a relationship with Di Qiusha in the past and how much affection she had, the struggle between the two elders made them unable to stay out of the matter, Ataya's heart was naturally not calm, and even the belief in winning had surpassed Di Qiusha, who was in turmoil.

"As long as you want to go to war, the people who are willing to follow you will naturally not say much, if you are afraid that the Great Elder will take advantage of the topic, then all that is missing is a reason, just say that it is the Apostle of the Heavenly Gods, that is, my will, after all, fanatical believers will never say no to God." Now Ding Qing has to use this lame and really useful reason to add fuel to the fire, Xu Shan's situation makes people sweat for her at any time, Wei Zedong's endurance is not unlimited, if he directly kills Xu Youcheng and leads to the end of the game, if he can't get the main line reward, it will be a pity, and several people can't even delay a day.

Di Qiusha looked at Ding Qing as if she was serious and did not allow herself to have any objections, there were too many doubts on the bodies of these Heavenly God Apostles who appeared out of thin air that she was puzzled and couldn't ask, but what did it matter. Di Qiusha's lips opened slightly, she wanted to ask, but she figured it out again, and finally pursed her lips and sighed lightly and looked at Ding Qing: "I promise you that there will be a duel tomorrow." ”

After all, no matter what the reason, the interests of the three of them are equal, and Ding Qing's will is also Xu Shan's will.

For Xu Shan, the girl who saved herself in a desperate spiritual situation and changed the tribe in the danger of nature, Di Qiusha's gratitude to Xu Shan can only be reciprocated by fulfilling her wishes.

In order to recuperate, Ding Qing and the doctors who were called later guarded Zedong and Xu Shan, Di Qiusha returned to her tent and rested.

The next day, due to the suddenness of the time, it took enough time for the Kuhawiqi tribe to prepare for this grand duel. Until 10 o'clock in the middle of the day, all the Kuhawiqi people gathered in the square under the altar, ready to witness the duel between the patriarch Ataya and the strongest female warrior, Tyusha.

As a witness to this transformative duel, Ding Qing personally came to this high altar, although wearing a chest cloth and a grass skirt, he was showing a graceful and graceful figure, embellished with colorful and delicately shaped shells and ores, a heavy but gorgeous necklace around his neck, and the feathers on the top of his head were dark but shiny, looking a little fuller than Ataya's crown. Ding Qing was dressed in the clothes of the Kuhawiqi tribe, and the paint on his body was made by mixing berry juice and plant secretion with dark purple lines, in the Kuhawiqi tribe, the supreme purple pattern that symbolized the power of the gods spread on Ding Qing's white skin, and the eyebrows, eye sockets, and cheeks that were deeply depicted by the purple lines were filled with a sense of nobility and wildness echoing each other in Ding Qing's serious and majestic eyes, full of a sense of mystery that people yearn for.

Ding Qing's existence has become a supreme symbol, she climbed the altar between the chanting and kneeling of the crowd, the two elders followed Ding Qing to the altar, on both sides of the long staircase of the altar stood warriors painted with simple red lines, there were men and women but neatly facing each other, eyes followed Ding Qing until she reached the top and turned around, and the ancient and mysterious huge totem behind her reflected Ding Qing's image in the hearts of the aborigines more majestic.

Ding Qing held a scepter carved from wood, raised his eyes and looked into the distance, the endless blue sky curtain was just like what he saw when he first entered this world, looking down on the square, the aborigines got up and automatically surrounded the city in a ring, the crowd was dense and compact, and in the open field in the center of the ring, Di Qiusha and Ataya stood at each other, standing at both ends of the empty field.