"Together? Meaning? Daba didn't seem to understand well and asked suspiciously.

The language of the teeth, under the influence of the blade teeth, has almost departed from its most primitive appearance.

Even when he first introduced Chinese, he retained some of the original vocabulary that the tribe already had, but after so many years of subtle influence and the influence of the troll Mu Qiang's psychology, those words were replaced by Chinese synonyms that Blade Tooth inadvertently said.

Fortunately, the primitive troll's language was rudimentary enough, and with Bladetooth thinking about it carefully, the dialogue did not turn into a chicken-and-duck conversation.

"Teeth, fina, become one."

"Strong?"

"Strong." Bladetooth nodded affirmatively.

"Full?"

"Eat enough! Those trolls. Bladetooth pointed to the neat queue not far behind him and replied, "Tribe, there are, there are so many three." ”

Daba's eyes lit up slightly, and he seemed to be a little moved.

"Those," Bladefang gestured to the two witch doctors who were with him, and reached out to draw nine fingers to continue, "There are so many! ”

At this moment, the old witch doctor, who had been listening to the conversation here, suddenly changed his face when he heard the words.

Daba also began to struggle with the livelihood of the tribal people on the one hand, and his own status on the other......

"Daba, come." The old witch doctor in the back called out, and nodded to Bladetooth by the way, as if to apologize.

Daba was not as polite as the old witch doctor, and he didn't think much about it after hearing the sound, so he just turned around and walked over.

Seeing this, the old witch doctor smiled apologetically at Blade Fang again, and then began to mumble to Daba.

"Together, good!"

Daba, who was still hesitating, became anxious when he was persuaded by the witch doctor.

For this position, he killed the old chief and several challengers one after another, and only then did he succeed in sitting until today.

If they merge like this, the people will be fed, stronger, and perhaps better lived.

But what about him? Be a normal troll? So how do you prioritize mating? How to eat the best food!

Thinking of this, his eyes faintly began to reveal a fierce light, and he looked at the old witch doctor fiercely.

The old witch doctor didn't see it, and the old god continued,

"Dabaqiang, challenge the blade teeth, Daba, you have to be, the chief of the big tribe."

Hearing the words of the old witch doctor, Daba clapped his fists, and suddenly seemed to see a new world, revealing a look of sudden realization.

The fierce light in his eyes disappeared, and he laughed and patted the witch doctor on the shoulder,

"Old witch doctor, smart! I, Daba, the big tribe, be the chief, hahaha! ”

With that, he confidently tapped his strong chest, and with a smug smile on his face as if he had succeeded, he was about to walk back to Blade Tooth.

But the old witch doctor immediately grabbed him, and continued under Daba's puzzled gaze,

"Rules, over there, over here, the clansmen have witnessed, afraid of cutting teeth, lost, and don't recognize it."

"Good, good, well, good."

Daba, who had never thought that he would lose, obviously agreed with the old witch doctor's words, and responded immediately.

On the other side, Blade Fang, who was not too far away, of course also heard the conversation between the two, and he looked at the old witch doctor with a question mark on his face, trying to find out what the old man was thinking.

At this glance, he happened to meet the old man's gaze that seemed to be slightly meaningful.

'It's worthy of a guy who can break through the boundaries with just talent, this brain... It's really an outlier in primitive society. ’

Vaguely guessing his thoughts, Blade Tooth couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

By this time, Daba had already walked back to him, and shouted at the top of his voice,

"Together, you can; Chief, Daba is coming! Challenge! Propriety! Teeth, the strongest, which one? ”

Blade Fang stared at him, nodded with a smile, and replied in the same voice,

"Teeth, I'm the strongest! Challenge, Good, Strong, Chief! ”

At this moment, the people on both sides were boiling at the same time, yelling and shouting.

The two trolls standing in the center of the city opened their hands and bumped their chests against each other, making a pact.

"Wait, Daba, weapons."

After that, Daba threw down only one sentence and went in the direction of his people.

Blade Fang also came empty-handed, but he didn't plan to go back to get the weapon, but just told Miya to make a round shield and a big sword from the vines on the spot.

The versatile vine art is a universal field, and it is an area that every witch doctor will not miss, and Miya naturally has no problem with it.

It didn't take long for her to create a shield sword according to the habit of Bladetooth under the shocked gaze of the old witch doctor of the Fina Department.

After taking it, I tried it, and I felt quite satisfied, the weight, toughness, and sharpness were quite good, although it was not as good as the steel and wood that had been tempered for thousands of years, but it was enough to deal with.

Not long after, Daba also walked with his own bone blade spear.

When noticing the weapon in his opponent's hand, he showed obvious envy.

Seeing this, Blade Fang was not stingy, and asked Meiya to imitate the style in Daba's hand, and also made him a spear;

In addition, he also came with a round shield with the same specifications as his hand.

It's not that he insists on 'fairness', if that were the case, he wouldn't have secretly blessed himself with 'Great Power Technique' and 'Wind Walking Technique' just now.....

It's just that Meiya is intended, in front of the old witch doctor of the Fina Department, to show more of the magic of the new system.

Looking at the old witch doctor's expression, the effect seems to be pretty good.

Taking the weapon from Miya again, Bladetooth handed it to Daba, who was already waiting impatiently.

"Daba, weapons, no; This, Daba uses. ”

Daba took it in surprise, tossed it upside down, tried to swing it a few more times, and found that it was indeed a good fellow.

He immediately threw away the tattered tatters in his hand, and said excitedly,

"Good! Weapons, good! Bladefang, too, good troll! Daba, Blade Tooth, okay, let's eat meat together! ”

"Haha, eat meat together, fight first."

The blade tooth holds the shield in front of the shield in his left hand, and pulls it to the waist after holding the sword in his right hand, making a starting pose;

On the other side, Daba, who also retreated to a suitable position to stand, also raised a shield in his left hand and a spear in his right hand at this time, and made a cautious preparation posture with a face.

The two strongest of the 1,800 trolls on the scene entered into a standoff under the gaze of the two tribesmen.

Except for a few 'weird' such as Meiya, most of the trolls have strong spinal muscles and very exaggerated latissimus dorsi, which makes their upper body look slightly forward;

And the two who are facing each other are undoubtedly the best among the trolls, and this bow and waist are accumulated, and their figures suddenly become more and more exaggerated.

The left foot stepped straight forward, the right foot followed horizontally, and the two sides slowly narrowed the distance between each other, and the sword and spear also tentatively began to intersect.....

Daba's spear was held on top of his head, and in both directions he carried the spearhead with the left and right blades;

Sometimes he stabbed back, sometimes he picked up, and sometimes he slashed left and right, and the attacks continued like flowing water.

The battle between the two sides has always been anti-stabbing and not cutting-proof, scratches of different depths soon appeared, and soon scabs healed, only the blood stains left on the surface of the body in vain can vaguely prove the fierceness of the 'temptation'.

Dabba wasn't a patient fellow, and after a few attempts to no avail, he suddenly kicked in, his left hand moving forward, trying to break Bladefang's defenses with a shield strike.

Under the intersection of the vine shield, the sound is not as noisy as the steel and wood shield, and it is even a little pleasant.

With a light sound, Blade Fang took a step back and stabbed his sword sideways, trying to take advantage of the opponent's gap to deal damage.

But the spearhead stabbed straight from the top forced him to give up this plan and dodge immediately.

Eventually, the tip of the spear aimed at his head only slashed across his face, leaving a wound that was deep enough to see the bones but healed at breakneck speed, and was quickly retracted.

At this time, Blade Fang had already discovered the gap in skills between the two sides, and if he only talked about combat experience and skills, he had to admit that Daba was stronger.

So, he was no longer hypocritical, and decided to use the power of being blessed to defeat the other party and overwhelm the other party directly.