Caravans usually stay in the tribe for a few days and are fully resupplied before leaving, so Muhadi still has plenty of time to prepare.

The second day of Eid al-Adha is a day of entertainment, when people from the tribe gather together for meals, wrestling, and jousting. Outside caravans and adventurers were not allowed to take part in the day's activities, so they had to set up their tents on the outskirts of the settlement and tend to their mounts.

Once the members of the tribe had come to a clearing and sat down, Chief Abiad stepped forward to announce the tribe's recent events, including the alliance with Tyre and the decision to conquer several nearby tribes.

Muhadi remembers that during his previous arrow-biting ceremony, the sheikh had sworn that he would never bow down to the "kneeling people" in the city. Now that he has announced that he has formed an alliance with Tyr, he is faster than turning a book, and he doesn't know whether to say that he was paralyzing his opponent or being undisciplined.

It is also interesting to note that the sheikh Fahd can also lead a team of men on his own. This is unusual, because in the past, the tribe seemed to be led by the "red hand". Probably because the "Red Hand" had taken over the job of robbing and killing the messenger of Tyre before, and he couldn't trust his new allies, in short, Fahd went one step further as he wished.

Apparently, though, Fatuma was not happy about it, even if she didn't have a face on her face. The strength and frequency of the small movements she makes while unconscious reveal her true thoughts, visible as clearly as they are written on paper.

"Eryid Adoha!" Abiad announced, and today's ceremony officially began.

A large flock of flesh lizards was brought to every samurai in the tribe, and there was also one in front of the boy. He followed the example of others, holding the beasts' heads in one hand, pushing his scimitar under their throats, and slashing hard.

Only a slightly warm viscous blood flowed out, and each samurai smeared a terrifying battle color on his face with his blood-stained hands, allowing the dead lizard to twitch and writhe unconsciously in front of him.

This is followed by food time, where the meat is skinned and chopped into pieces and grilled over the fire. Spices and a variety of spicy condiments are sprinkled on top of the grilled meat, giving off an enticing aroma.

A variety of other food items were also served, such as fried dumplings, bacon coated with insect honey, roasted insect eggs, lizard brains, and many other indescribable dishes.

The main meal of the festival is a roasted camel, which is put into the naan pit for barbecue as early as dawn, and this will be ready. It took four elven boys to lift it out of the pit and move it to the middle of the clearing. The chief stepped forward and cut it open with his scimitar, and Muhadi realized that the hunch's belly had been cleaned of the guts, and that it was stuffed with a large meat lizard, and that the lizard's belly was stuffed with sand vulture eggs.

Every member of the tribe, the elves, and Muhadi, were drinking and eating. Because it was a festival, they had the opportunity to drink the kind of leavened mare's milk with a lot of sour bumps. Although it doesn't look good, it's definitely a rare delicacy.

Noise and laughter filled the four wilds, and the elated elves sang loudly or fought with each other, all full of life.

Abiad stepped forward again, raised his hands to signal everyone to be quiet for a while, and announced in a dignified tone: "Now let's enter the sports link! Let the sun and wind and sand witness the strength of the courage of the Scorpion tribe!"

A loud roar rang out, and an eager expression appeared on the faces of every elf, even a childish child. Muhadi was infected by this atmosphere and yelled a few words.

First, the elves began to test their archery skills by throwing a fist-sized stone on one side, and then another elf stood a hundred feet away and shot an arrow.

All the samurai stepped forward to perform their skills, and even some women and children also came on the field to show their skills. When it was Muhadi's turn to play, a tall man in the crowd stood up.

Hassan did not patrol today, so naturally he also came to participate in the celebration of the festival. Seeing that Muhathir was about to make a performance, he also walked over, his almond-colored eyes full of mockery and disdain.

If language can also have an anthropomorphic image, then Hassan at this time is undoubtedly the best interpretation of what it means to have no one in sight. He glared at Muhati and threatened, "You should have known that there would be such a day, little human." From the day you came to the tribe, I saw that you were unhappy. None of humanity is good. ”

He took out his bow, "But you were only a slave then, and I didn't bother to challenge you." That's why you're going around doing business in the bazaar with your nasty little white face. ”

"Let's have a fair competition today, and if you lose, then you will always have to kneel down and kiss the sand I have stepped on when you see Uncle Hassan in the future!"

"I can see you're confident," Muhati said, pulling out his whalebone longbow and unhurriedly winding it. "I like that, because it's more fun when I win you, don't you? They say that victory is sweetest when it's seasoned with sarcasm. ”

Although Muhadi is not an irritable person, he is annoyed by the fact that the other party has repeatedly attacked his human identity.

"I'll give you back the same words!" Hassan said angrily, "I can't wait to see your mean little mouth kissing the sand!"

The two agreed to shoot a stone together, and with a signal, the elf standing at one end threw out a round stone that was not too big or small.

The two of them shot arrows with their bows at the same time, and with a whoosh, the two scissors hit the falling stone in the air at the same time.

The onlookers cheered in unison, and Fatoumah cheered al-Muhadi on his behalf.

The boy secretly said that when it came to archery, he was not very good at it. There aren't many opportunities to practice on Earth, and most of the time it's a compound bow with modern techniques, and this traditional bow really doesn't have much chance to touch.

Fortunately, after mastering the spiritual energy, his mastery of the body was also much higher, and he had a premonition that he could almost perceive the movements around him in detail, which made his archery skills improve by leaps and bounds.

Hassan doesn't know psionic energy, so he completely relies on his own archery skills to compete, so he naturally suffers a loss.

"Come again!" Hassan yelled, clearly not tolerating a draw with a human.

The elf on the opposite side threw another stone, and Muhadi aimed it with an arrow, shooting it steadily.

Who would have expected that Hassan did not rush to release the arrow this time, but waited for Muhadi to shoot an arrow, then drew the bow to the full, aimed at the arrow flying out of the air of the young man.

This time it went so fast, the last came first, and it actually knocked Muhadi's arrow crooked. The young man secretly said in his heart that he was beautiful, and he scolded in a low voice that was hateful.

Hassan immediately fired a second arrow, which flew towards the falling stones. Muhadi used all his strength, including the ability to telekinesis, to help open the bow and shoot a powerful one. They also hit Hassan's arrow in mid-air, and neither of them had a chance to shoot a third arrow before the stone hit the ground.

A thunderous applause rang out from the onlookers, and the two arrows shot by each of them showed extremely high archery skills and calm psychological qualities. The Buraku people worship the brave the most, and the audience was so dazzled by this wonderful performance that they couldn't help but cheer loudly.

However, both were eliminated from the tournament as neither of them had a shot at the stone. Hassan pledged to humiliate Muhadi in the rest of the project, and the latter generously accepted the challenge in front of the entire tribe, and then announced that if he won, Hassan would kiss everyone in the tribe on the sand.

In the rest of the archery competitions, the samurai showed off their skills, and the final was between Fahd and Fatoumah. Muhadi didn't know who to cheer for, so he shouted in general.

After hitting the stone three times, Fahd performed a trick of shooting three arrows in a row with one hand, knocking down two of Fatoumah's arrows in succession, and then hitting the target less than two feet above the ground before the opponent's third arrow could be shot.

Seeing Fatuma sitting back in a huff, the boy leaned closer and comforted her carefully.

"You may be wondering that I happen to have a way to get you better than that Fahd. ”

"If you have something to say, say it quickly!" Fatoumah was intrigued.

"Fahd has improved his status in the tribe because of his alliance with Tyr, right? ”

"Yes, but what does that have to do with me?"

"The relationship is, I know of an opportunity for you to make a big contribution to the tribe as well. A wealthy caravan was about to leave, and they were bound to move slowly due to their lack of livestock. Even better, I also know that they have a relationship with the Witch King of Yurik, so when Tyr and the Witch King are enemies, there will be no security team from the city-state to escort them, or pursue them afterwards. Muhadi said in a seductive tone, "What do you think?"

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