The arrival of this group of unlucky guests made the atmosphere of the Mutie tribe extremely solemn. △ ※ One look at the book, one look at the other.〈

Even Amuza, who was the number one master of the Wood Iron Tribe, fell to the ground, and his eyes were full of solemn light as he looked at the group of guys who appeared at the gate of the tribe.

It was a group of burly men dressed in blood-colored animal skins.

Every man has a strong smell of blood on his body, and when the whole person goes to that station, there is a faint sense of oppression unconsciously.

In the center of a group of men, two young men with arrogant faces followed.

The two teenagers had a bald head, a nose like an eagle's hook, and small eyes, which flashed a little cold light from time to time.

In his hand was a silver longbow, and it was the young man who had apparently just interrupted Amuzha's sacrifice to the heavens!

The other is a long brown hair, holding a fine iron knife in his hand, and the lower plate is very stable, this is a young man with a little strength, and he is a stronger existence than the bald boy.

"What are you doing here?" said Amouza, in a deep voice.

The Modo Tribe!

This is one of the three middle-level tribes around the Mutie tribe, which is very powerful, especially their patriarch Tiemu Shen's combat power is stronger than that of Amuza.

If it weren't for the fear of Amuza's hard work, it would probably be a lose-lose situation, and Tiemu Shen would have led the warriors of the tribe to sweep the Tiemu tribe!

It's a pack of hungry wolves!

The comer is not good!

Out of the Motuo tribe came a middle-aged man with a hideous scar on his face, the breath on this middle-aged man fluctuated extremely strongly, his qi and blood were strong, and there was a faint sound of a dragon roaring and a tiger roaring from his blood. ■ One ※ look △ book book _ book.

This man's name is Temuxuan!

It is Tie Mu Shen's own brother, and his combat power is also very strong, and he is a tiger general, not much better than Amuza!

The corners of Tiemuxuan's mouth turned up, and he said with a playful smile: "Hahaha, I'm really embarrassed Brother Amuza." The two dolls in my clan heard that the Mutie tribe had a big festival today, so they wanted to come over and join in the fun, and as soon as they came over, they saw a flying tiger in the air, and he couldn't help but make a move, but he didn't expect to break the Amuza brother's sacrifice to the sky, I'm really sorry!"

Although Tiemuxuan was apologizing, there was no apology in his words.

There was a playful look in his eyes.

The strong men of the Mutie tribe all showed anger on their faces, carelessly?

If he really wanted to shoot the Flying Tiger, why did that arrow shoot straight at Amuza?

It's just out of anger.

The people of the Mutie tribe couldn't help but look at the young man holding a longbow, this seemingly young man, although he was not very young, could actually use arrows to force back the strongest man of the Mutie tribe, Amuza?

Even if it was a sneak attack just now, Amouza was caught off guard, which was enough to make people shocked!

"Humph!"

Amuza didn't know what Temuxuan was thinking, so he snorted coldly and said, "Since you have seen and seen it, then you can leave now, right?"

Amouza was also helpless. One read the book■ 〈◇ to.〈1_K book A ° CN 〈S one H look at the U book.□cc

Although the Wood Iron Tribe can make the three intermediate tribes jealous and never do it, one is that it has its own reasons, but the bigger reason is that the three intermediate tribes contain each other, and the Wood Iron Tribe has become a buffer for the three intermediate tribes, so that they can survive in the cracks.

If the balance between the three middle-level tribes is lost, then any middle-level tribe will be able to crush the Wood and Iron tribes.

It is precisely for this reason that even if the New Year's Festival is destroyed, and he wants to kill this group of people from the Motuo tribe in his heart, he can only grit his teeth and endure it.

It's a pity......

People are harmless and tigers, and tigers are hurtful!

Amuza's concession did not let Temuxuan and the others leave, he walked forward with a smile and said, "Brother Amuza, since you are a guest, I heard that your annual festival is very grand. Especially the competition at the New Year's Festival is even more exciting, let the old brother come to see it today!"

As he spoke, he had already led a few people into the position of the New Year's Festival.

Everyone dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and they all looked at Amuzha.

Amuza shook his head slightly, until he figured out the true purpose of Tiemuxuan, he would not act rashly, so he could only continue to hold the annual sacrifice ceremony.

in the crowd.

"Damn, those two guys are so arrogant, they dare to kick my Abba out of his seat and sit on it himself?"

"You see, the two of them don't take us seriously at all, it's just dogs' eyes and people!"

"Brother Dashi, you must behave well later, and let them see how powerful my Wood Iron Tribe boy is!" a young girl said to the swarthy sturdy young man beside her.

The young man nodded, with a confident expression: "Don't worry, I'll let them know how good I am!"

The New Year's Festival soon ended the previous link and came to the competition specially prepared for the juniors of the Mutie tribe.

The people of the entire Mutie tribe became excited, sweeping away the haze of the Motuo tribe.

"My son has been able to lift five hundred pounds of stone piers, and this time he should be able to take the top ten!" said a warrior from the Mutie tribe with confidence.

Another sturdy man also spoke: "That kid in my family has made great progress this year, and now he can lift a stone pier of seven hundred catties!"

"That's still your son!"

A discussion rang out in the crowd.

When it reached Tiemuxuan's ears, the corners of his mouth flashed with a touch of disdain, and he glanced at the two teenagers beside him, seeing that they also looked disdainful, and sneered in his heart: A low-level tribe is a low-level tribe, and if you lift five hundred catties, you can be in the top ten?

He was already a little impatient to let his two nephews appear in the next link and deal a severe blow to the arrogance of the Mutie tribe.

It's time to prepare yourself for what you're going to do next!

One after another, the teenagers of the Wood Iron Tribe came on the field, moving stone piers one after another, the youngest of these little guys was only ten years old, and the oldest one was already fifteen years old, all of whom were the best of the next generation of the Wood Iron Tribe.

A strong man beside Amuza was very satisfied: "When they grow up, they will definitely be the pillars of our Mutie tribe!"

Amuza nodded, and couldn't help but glance at his son Mu Fan.

The little guy watched all this all the time, no curiosity and restlessness should be expected of his peers, and he was very calm, and sometimes one wondered if it was not a seven-year-old child.

He couldn't help but be curious: "I don't know what kind of stone pier Mu Fan can lift when this little guy participates in the competition at the age of ten?"

I'm curious.

There was a burst of cheers from the sidelines, and Amuza followed the sound to look, but it was Dashi's guy who lifted a small tripod of 1,500 catties, which caused everyone to cheer.

"Dashi is amazing!"

"At the age of fourteen, he can lift a tripod of 1,500 catties, and his strength in the future must be very strong!"

"Maybe even another Amouza!"

The people of the Mutie tribe were praising and talking loudly.

However......

Just when the whole Mutie tribe was immersed in the joy brought by Dashi's excellent performance, an untimely voice suddenly sounded, making the surrounding lively environment suddenly become silent......

"This is the strongest boy in the Mutie tribe?