Soon, the battle began, and Li Mu also observed carefully for a while.

It was only soon that he found that the strength of these ordinary barbarians was generally average, because of the perennial tempering of qi and blood and the swallowing of some medicinal materials, their strength was generally good, but the moves were simply amazing.

However, over the years, he has also seen that the different races in this world do affect different talents.

In terms of physical exercise, the physical fitness of the barbarians is generally good, surpassing many mediocre people.

But in terms of wisdom, obviously, there is a gap.

Of course, this is also related to the location of the ethnic group and the educational environment.

The barbarian youth on the stage is still competing.

Because weapons were not allowed, the men had to fight each other with their fists.

But these people on the stage were obviously fighting, so they became hugging each other and comparing their strength.

What made Li Mu speechless the most was that one side had won, and there were still many people in the audience cheering.

Is it a choice to join a hunting party or to have fun?

However, he also knew that these barbarians were like this because the tribe lacked advanced martial arts.

After losing the weapon, you can only fight for the strength of the body and the strength of the body.

This is also a helpless choice in a sense.

The winners and losers have already been decided in the stands.

A young man with long hair won this time.

The patriarch loudly announced the next group from above.

"The cubs who should draw the number seven are coming up, hurry."

Li Mu glanced at the number in his hand, yo, isn't this a coincidence.

A member of the hunting team who played the role of host in the field couldn't help but be a little at a loss when he saw Li Mu on the field.

They all know that this kid is amazingly talented, and he has been strong in just three years.

But this kid is only seven years old this year!

"Let him go."

The patriarch in the stands spoke.

Hearing this, the member of the hunting party silently let him go.

Li Mu looked at his opponent and found that it was a young man with the same strong body.

Li Mu had a little impression of him, and it seemed that he was called a blue bird.

On the other side, Blue Bird smiled and nodded, with a smile on his face.

"Shepherd, I've wanted to fight you for a long time, but you never agreed to it before."

Li Mu also responded with a smile.

"Isn't there a chance today?"

Bluebird nodded seriously and patted his chest to signal that he would give it his all.

"Play, let's go."

From the stands, the voice of the patriarch came.

The expressions of the two quickly began to become serious, Li Mu noticed the blue bird, his body began to be lowered, and his two hands spread out like the wings of a bird. At the same time, his feet began to jerk, and he suddenly rushed towards him like a drunken big stupid bear.

"Bear fighter!"

This is also a horizontal practice in the tribe, but because the process of practicing it is quite painful, many clansmen do not choose to practice it.

Not only because of the fear of pain, but also because practicing this exercise may lead to crippled hands.

I didn't expect the blue bird to succeed in cultivating.

Roar!

He let out a roar of rage, and as he rushed at it, his whole body suddenly rose as if he were inflated.

What was even more surprising was that his hands, the bones of the palms suddenly became larger, like real bear paws, and they slammed towards him.

"Blue Bird, amazing."

"Come on!"

The audience on the stage shouted loudly and cheered for him.

It was clear that Bluebird's actions had caught their attention, and everyone was encouraged by him.

What he didn't expect was that the little stone guy shouted the hardest on the stage.

"Blue Bird, teach this guy a good lesson, if you win, I'll treat you to roast eggs at night."

This kid...

Looking at his excitement, you can imagine how deeply this guy is stimulated by Li Mu's progress on weekdays.

Can!

Before anyone could react, there were even people who were shouting to cheer for him, and when he saw the scene on the field, it was suddenly as if he had pressed the pause button, and all the shouts stopped.

In its place, there was an exclamation.

"How is that possible?"

"How could the blue bird lose so easily, he has obviously learned the bear fighter that I dare not practice."

"He's so strong."

Such an exclamation suddenly rang out.

Even the patriarch suddenly sat up from his seat, his fists clenched excitedly, and he looked at the stage.

It's not their fault, it's just that what is happening now is too shocking.

Barbarians are already tall, generally more than 1.8 meters.

And like Jade Bird, who has eaten well since he was a child, coupled with the influence of hard skills in cultivation, he is more than two meters tall.

Plus the bonus when the qi and blood are agitated.

From a distance, it really looks like a violent bear standing sideways, jumping up and shooting high.

can face such an imposing and ferocious scene.

Li Mu just stood intently, and didn't even hide.

Just hands crossed in front of you.

Bang!

The blue bird's huge body collided with it, but soon, he flew out faster than he came.

At the moment of the collision, a loud sound was heard in the air.

On the other hand, Li Mu's feet did not even retreat at all.

Joke.

Bears are not easy to practice.

Is it easy to practice the Brute Bear Gong vigorously?

You must know that to be honest, Xiong Fighting Hands is actually just a simplified version of a part of Dali Brute Bear Gong.

But even so, there are still many people who can't get to the beginning.

And now Li Mu, who has vigorously practiced the bear skill to the second layer.

There are 6,000 catties of strength on his body.

Even if it is a qi and blood realm, in the face of such a huge force, it will appear to be overshadowed.

The applause came to an abrupt end, replaced by even louder exclamations.

"Shepherd! Shepherd! Shepherd! ”

Li Mu raised his hands high, indicating that he was the one who won.

He can be said to have a long lifespan, and after several deaths, he also began to figure it out.

If you should be high-profile, you should be high-profile, and when you should enjoy the cheers of others, you should enjoy the cheers of others.

He doesn't have to care about other people's eyes at all.

Looking at the cheers of the clansmen and the host who was still stunned on the field.

Helpless, the patriarch had no choice but to announce it in person.

"Winner, Li Mu!"