Manchi couldn't help the cynicism of so many people, and immediately agreed to come down and fight with Mo Yi'er.

Mo Yi'er was very happy, looked at the small cave, and said to Manqi: "Let's go outside to fight, the cave is too small to move!" ”

Manchi puffed up and said 'yes', then took off his fur tunic and left a fur skirt underneath.

It's really good to spend the original life of the tribe, Manchi has a lot of meat on his body, not only muscles, but also fat on his stomach. It was the first time Mo Yi'er had seen a man with fat on this continent, which showed that this Manchi was usually a more opportunistic and lazy person. No wonder if he was asked to take a few more steps now, he would shout on his back.

"Come on!" Mo Yi'er stood still, pulled out of the stance, and hooked his fingers with Manchi. This action is a bit light, but it is lined with the petite Mo Yi'er's graceful and suave, and a woman's unique charm is revealed, which makes the people around him stunned for two seconds.

In their aesthetic concept, Mo Yier is definitely not a beauty, but this kind of unique charm is not something that anyone can resist.

Manqi was also slightly distracted, but soon recovered, this feeling of being looked down upon made him very ashamed, and he directly waved his fist and ran towards Mo Yi'er.

Manch's small role is easy to deal with, and it is not difficult to fight with the leader of the Yueshu tribe at the Great Harvest Sacrifice before. But Mo Yi'er became a heart to humiliate Manchi and make him completely hurt his self-esteem, so he played a game of cat and mouse.

Mo Yi'er's appearance is obvious, and she was directly seen through by everyone. Although Manchi was stupid, he was not a complete fool, and soon found out that Mo Yi'er was playing tricks on him. Annoyed and angry, he made a ruthless move, but these were all drizzles for Mo Yi'er. When it comes to fighting, she finds that she is better and faster than before, and the fight excites her. Just like when she fought with outsiders before, she longed to see blood, and it would be more exciting to fight. And the last time she lost her mind while fighting, so there were many clips that she forgot about jì.

This time Mo Yier didn't lose her reason, she couldn't really beat Manchi to death, so she punched Manchi in the nose and immediately sprayed a nosebleed. Then two more front teeth were missing, and the inside of the mouth was bleeding.

This strange feeling is unfamiliar to Mo Yi'er, she was not a militant before, but after waking up from this poisoning, many of her feelings have changed.

Manchi was beaten, and although it didn't hurt the vital point, it hurt a lot, especially the front teeth. The pain made him lose his arrogance suddenly, and his gaze at Mo Yi'er became frightened.

Mo Yi'er accepted it when she saw it, she originally intended to beat it hard, but she was afraid that she would not be able to hold it if she continued to fight. She secretly wondered if it was because she drank the blood of the little pom-pom, and the belligerence also followed the little pom-pom. The answer is obvious, it is entirely the credit of the Golden Lion's blood.

Mo Yi'er stopped and took two steps closer to Manchi. Manchi thought that Mo Yi'er was going to beat him, so he hurriedly covered his head to avoid being beaten into a pig's head.

Who knew that Mo Yi'er just asked lightly: "Do you accept it?" ”

"Serve, serve!" Manchi was depressed and didn't want to be so embarrassed. But compared to Mo Yi'er's fist, the shame is nothing at all.

"It's good to take it, so are all of you, whoever is not convinced will come up and fight with me, and I will fight until you are convinced!" Mo Yi'er glanced at all the people who were watching the excitement, and in order to see Mo Yi'er fighting, many people braved the light rain to walk out of the cave.

"Me!" An extremely ordinary-looking, unpretentious man, he was very tall, about twenty-four or five years old, and he usually sat quietly in a corner, barely speaking. He stood up, which made Mo Yi'er feel very surprised. However, as soon as he stood up, he explained: "Mo Yi'er, I'm not unconvinced, I just want to fight with you, you are very powerful......" There was respect in his eyes, and he was respectful to the strong. Mo Yier could see that he was not looking for fault, in this period, there were some men like this, who liked to challenge and fight.

"Okay, come on!" Mo Yi'er is also happy to fight, and the water makes her a militant now!

Don't look at this man, who is usually silent and inconspicuous, but he has a lot of practical experience. Mo Yi'er has an advantage because of her speed and strength. If it is talking about hunting, Mo Yi'er has a lot of experience, but it is different from fighting with people. Mo Yier can't hurt the opponent's life, so her shots are restricted everywhere.

She usually hunts with a move to attack the neck and other fatal places, and fights with Manchi and the like are fought according to her face, how to make the other party ugly.

However, the ordinary man in front of him had already seen Mo Yier's style of play, and he protected his face very well, not giving Mo Yier a chance at all. Although his speed was not as fast as Mo Yi'er's, his muscles were very explainable, and his arms were always in front of Mo Yi'er's attacks. So after a fight, he just had bruises on his arms, and Mo Yi'er didn't take much advantage.

And he didn't take advantage of Mo Yi'er. Mo Yi'er's current speed is comparable to that of a fierce beast, and she often dodges quickly one second before his fist arrives.

The two occupied many rounds, and it was not until the man was out of breath that he conceded defeat to Mo Yi'er. Mo Yi'er fought two games in a row, and she was also a little tired, she only sucked the golden lion blood once a day, and she didn't eat food, so her energy was also limited.

"Mo Yi'er, you are very powerful, I admire you!"

"You're also amazing, what's your name?" Mo Yi'er thought that if there was a fight, this man would definitely be a rare talent.

"I'm Luck." The man replied, his face tense and expressionless. But Mo Yi'er found that his ears were a little red, was he shy? This ordinary man who doesn't talk much is really cute!

"Luck, I'll recommend you like the leader of Silk, you're a very good guy." Mo Yi'er said this, which made Luck a little excited, he scratched his head like a chicken nest, and then put his hand down and rubbed it back and forth.

"Okay, if you want to fight with me, although I am accompanied, but if we don't set off today, you will need to hunt for food, and if you don't want to starve, go ahead!" Mo Yi'er waved her hand and went back to the cave.

The people of the Haimu tribe followed Mo Yi'er and said to her, "Mo Yi'er, you teach us to hunt!" "This is not the seaside, and the Haim tribesmen have no other way to get food, and these people still don't know how to hunt at all.

"Don't worry, I will teach you to hunt in the future. But now your health is terrible, and if you continue like this, you will die like Jayya. Listen to me and raise you to shoot first. Mo Yi'er patted one of them on the shoulder, comforted them, and told him the severity of the matter.