Although the battle between the two tribes of Wind Owl and Frost Wolf has long reached the point of dire straits, no matter what the people below, the high-level leaders of the two sides still maintain a superficial harmony, of course, it is just a common thing to occasionally stimulate the other party with words like just now.

Take the current situation as an example, the other party talks about his deceased son, even if Nierke hates it in his heart, he has to pretend not to care on the surface, and even has to reprimand his grandson for being ignorant in front of the other party.

And the reason why this is the case is not that Nirk is born with cheap soft bones, but in fact, with the current situation of the Wind Owl Tribe, he is not the opponent of the Frost Wolf Tribe with positive momentum at all. In such a weak position, Chong Guan's anger is refreshing, but it just gives the frost wolf tribe a reason to make a move.

The grass lord's order cannot be violated, but there is a premise, that is, the wind owl tribe must not take the initiative to take action, otherwise the grass lord's order frostwolf tribe will not have to obey.

Seeing that the other party was not fooled, although Muhantil had expected it, he could not help but be a little disappointed.

"Patriarch, young man, it's understandable to be impulsive, as long as it's not self-sufficient. Kuma, am I right?" Seeing that Kumar was still unmoved, Muhandil decisively gave up his temporary plan and returned to the topic, "Patriarch Nirk, don't talk nonsense, our frostwolf tribe came this time just to warm up before the tribe big competition. Originally, I didn't want to bring too many people here, but as soon as I heard that there was a fight, I asked to come with me one by one, and even if I couldn't play in person, it would be good to open my eyes. ”

"This ...... Patriarch Muhandir, since Dabi is approaching, I don't think there is a need to do more, right?" I heard him say it nicely, but Nierke knew that although the other party was under the banner of competition, the real purpose was to touch the bottom of the Wind Owl Tribe, and if he could, by the way, abolish the promising young people on the Wind Owl Tribe's side.

After all, for the sake of the face of the entire tribe, it is absolutely impossible for Nierke to send a few mediocre men to fill the number indiscriminately.

As soon as he heard his prevarication, Muhantil pretended to be displeased and said: "Patriarch Nirk, what you said is not right, how can you say that this is a superfluous move? Besides, these wolf cubs of mine have traveled all the way and gone back without doing anything, can they be willing?"

"Unwilling!"

"Yes, if you don't compare, you won't go!"

In response to his words, the young men of the Frostwolf Tribe shouted one after another.

"Patriarch Nirk, you have also seen that although I am the head of the clan, I can't discourage the enthusiasm of the young people in the clan casually, right?"

"Then I wonder what kind of warm-up method the patriarch of Muhantil will have?" Knowing that it was inevitable, Nirk asked directly.

"Patriarch Nirk is really refreshing!" Muhantil clapped his hands and praised, "The way is very simple, we have three people on each side, one-on-one competition, the loser is off, the winner can choose to stay on the field to meet the next opponent, or he can choose to change, whichever side is eliminated all three even if it loses." As for the rules of the competition, in addition to not killing people on the spot, serious injuries, disability, etc. are all allowed, how about it?"

Originally, when he heard that there were only three people on each side of the two sides, Nirk was still a little puzzled as to why the Frostwolf Tribe's action was thunderous and rainy, and after listening to the simple rules of the competition formulated by Muhantil, he couldn't help but stare at it. Where is this competition, it's not much different from life and death fighting!

"Patriarch Muhandir, with all due respect, Tabi is already dangerous, and holding such a dangerous game at this time will not increase the casualties?"

This is a bad statement, it is precisely because of the danger that it is more necessary to let these little guys have a psychological preparation in advance. The caged bird can't soar for nine days, and only after experiencing the pain of breaking broken wings again and again can it become the king of the sky.

Muhantil's words made Nirk speechless, if he took other things as an example, Nirk could still excuse himself, but with the ancestral teachings of the Wind Owl tribe as a guide, Nirk could only be silent.

Seeing that the people around him were embarrassed by Muhantil's words, Nirk knew that if he didn't agree, he was afraid that it would chill the hearts of the tribesmen, and even worse, it might make the morale of his own side collapse when Dabi, so he had no choice but to nod and say: "In this case, then my Fengxiao tribe will accompany you to the end! I don't know which three people you want to send to fight?"

"There's no rush to this. Muhandil waved his hand, "Since it is a competition, of course there must be a lottery, and the big competition is approaching, why don't we bet on the fifty places on each side?"

"No!" Nilk flatly refused without even thinking about it.

"Why is this, doesn't the Patriarch of Nilk have faith in his own people?"

"This has nothing to do with faith, Dabi is about the future of our race, there are only a hundred places in total, I will never joke with the future of the race!"

The most fundamental purpose of Muhandyr's trip was to reduce the number of places for the Wind Owl tribe to participate in Tabi, and the outcome of Tabi would directly affect his next series of plans, which he absolutely could not abandon. However, seeing that Nirk looked resolute and knew that he wanted too much at once, Muhantil decided to take a step back.

"How about betting on twenty places?"

Hearing that the quota had been sharply reduced to twenty, Nilk suddenly hesitated. The number of twenty is not too much, but it is not too much, even if it loses, there are still eighty places on the side, which is not to the point of breaking the muscles and bones. But considering that once he lost, the Frostwolf Tribe would have forty more people than here, he couldn't help but hesitate a little.

"Patriarch Nirk, how are you thinking about it?" After waiting for a long time, seeing that Nilk's expression was still cloudy, Muhantil couldn't help but urge.

Seeing that Nirk was silent, Muhammad decided to add a bargaining chip: "That's good, I'll add another wind owl's soul bead here, whether the bet wins or loses, I will give the soul bead with both hands, if you still don't agree, then this bet is not good, but the matter of the exchange must be carried out." ”

"Wind Owl Soul Bead?!Okay, I'll bet with you!"