However, the skirt that seemed to be loose and collapsed, no matter how fierce the action was, it was firmly hung on the body.

This disappointed Zhao Chuanxin.

The feminine hula can still be seen in the feminine femininity, and the dance god Kara, the movement of paying tribute to her sister Pella, is full of natural tension.

And when those Kanaka men came on the field, the style of painting changed.

These men are fit, not the kind of pure angular bodybuilding, but the robust one that is wrapped in thick fat on the outside, but does not look fat and clumsy.

According to the Chinese people, it is five big and three thick, with big shoulders and round waist.

Sometimes they bend down, sometimes they stand up, their waists and abdomen twist, and when they move, they are full of rhythm of strength and unusually masculine!

Combined with the tattoos on their backs, arms, legs, and even fingers, feet, and faces, it makes it seem like they're going to pick up their spears on the ground and fight at any moment.

Uncle Li was terrified: "Passing the salary, why do I feel that they seem to be jumping up and beating me at any time?" ”

Liu Yuanshan also whispered: "Look at their eyes and stick out their tongues, it's so scary." ”

Zhao Chuanxin heard this, and his heart moved.

Who is the most capable race in the Pacific?

That's definitely Samoan.

They have strong bones, burly builds, and especially outstanding strength,

The Samoan ethnicity is more troublesome, but the Kanaka are also a type of Samoan.

In later generations, because of overnutrition, they were basically wide and fat. Even now, they can't do without the "refrigerator" figure, but they are more proportional than later generations.

The most popular group of American conscripts is the Samoan ethnic group.

Each of these people is a natural warrior.

Of course, the mental aspect is a different matter.

But after thinking about it, he dispelled those thoughts again, feeling a little unrealistic.

After all, people live and work here in peace and contentment, but they have a good life, how can they follow him to go to war?

He explained to the two: "The Kanakas are strong, stronger than Asians, Europeans, blacks. Some even say that they are the strongest people on earth. As for why they're so tough, I don't know. In particular, they combine fighting with religion, and when they fight, their will to fight is not worse than that of little devils. ”

Combatants of faith are the most terrifying.

During World War II, Samoans also participated in the European and African battlefields.

Although Erwin Rommel of Germany was an opponent, he lamented that if he was given a Maori army, he could conquer the whole world.

Of course, there are some differences between the Kanaka and the Maori in Hawaii.

At this time, the Kanaka man on the field was jumping and shouting: "Hula...... Kahey...... Hula...... Kahey......"

The eyes are like copper bells, and the tongue is like a beast, like the four King Kongs in the temple. With the powerful war dance, Uncle Li and others looked numb.

The high priest also began to chant in a low voice that did not know what was right.

Good guys, this is a full three-dimensional performance, full of sound and color.

"This is our Hula Ka'i war dance that communicates with the Kuku god of war, who bestows us with mental and physical strength," Kirch said. ”

Zhao Chuanxin also saw some clues.

This kind of war dance can really train flexibility and coordination, and make their strong bodies soft.

It's big and flexible enough, so I'm afraid?

After the war dance, Zhao Chuanxin took the lead in applauding.

It's really exciting.

The high priest nodded at Zhao Chuanxin, his expression not without pride.

Next up is the Hakoko show.

It is a skill that throws a spear.

Their spears were made of wood and sharpened bones, and were of varying lengths. There are long-range throws, and there are those used for close-quarters combat.

Not only do you have to practice the accuracy of your throwing, but you also have to practice catching the spear, which is a bit scary.

Anyway, Zhao Chuanxin didn't dare to accept it.

The high priest said to Zhao Chuanxin: "Friends from afar, you should demonstrate your courage for the warriors. ”

As he spoke, he handed a thrown short spear to Zhao Chuanxin.

Zhao Chuanxin didn't want to take it, rubbed it, in this regard, he felt that he couldn't compare to others.

Isn't it nice to pretend in what you're good at?

But when all the Kanaka people looked at him, he could only take the spear and say, "A few more." ”

The first one, he didn't have to think about it, he knew that the effect was definitely not ideal.

Miao Cuihua didn't care about anything else, she was just worried about Zhao Chuanxin's body: "Last time, I lost a pig and flashed my waist." Forget it, or you will suffer a long sin. ”

Zhao Chuanxin's old face flushed: "Look at what you said, I was in an accident that time, a pig is more than 100 catties, can it be compared with a spear?" ”

Last time, I flashed my waist, and I was almost ...... by Miao Cuihua

He took out his devil's crystal glasses and put them on, picked up a short spear, imitated the posture of the Karnaca people, ran and threw.

The short spear flew out, getting farther and farther out of everyone's sight!

Zhao Chuanxin doesn't have hope for his accuracy, but the so-called miracle of vigorous efforts should be used to deter them.

However, after all, he didn't master the skills, and he didn't go as far as the Kanaka people lost, and the accuracy was even worse.

The crowd sighed.

Zhao Chuanxin pressed his hand, and he didn't blush: "Low-key, everyone is low-key." ”

“……”

Uncle Li smiled bitterly: "The cheek of the salary is really thick. ”

Ning An was unconvinced: "Mr. is still very strong." ”

Li Shutong was speechless: "Is he strong or not, do you know?" ”

In fact, during the period when Zhao Chuan's salary was full, Li Shutong's personality was much more cheerful.

Ning An: "I ......"

With the calibration of the first one and experience, when throwing the second time, Zhao Chuanxin was closer to the midline and threw a little farther.

Hey?

Zhao Chuanxin found some tricks.

He ignored the comments of others, picked up the third and threw it.

Fourth,

The fifth,

Sixth ......

Constantly calibrated by devil crystal glasses,

Zhao Chuanxin threw more and more accurately, farther and farther.

When the short spear at his feet was empty, Zhao Chuanxin looked up and everyone looked at him blankly.

You must know that Zhao Chuanxin threw about seventeen or eighteen short spears.

This thing is also quite exhausting, and the first two or three times can be regarded as a warm-up. After throwing seven or eight times, you will gradually become exhausted, your arms will become numb, and the distance and accuracy of your throws will also decrease.

But the back seventeen or eighteen roots, each time it is farther away, each time it is more accurate, which ordinary people can't do.

The high priest said excitedly: "Friends from afar, you are definitely the incarnation of the god of war Kuku!" Your hemp is incredibly powerful! It's amazing to see that you've never been exposed to Ko'a, but you've been able to master the technique in the shortest amount of time. ”

Without waiting for Zhao Chuanxin to be modest, Kirch next to him proposed: "Sir, why don't you try to catch the spear?" ”

Zhao Chuanxin was startled and glared at Kirch fiercely.

Dogs, they have a bad idea!

Kill him, he won't try to catch the spear, what if he is stabbed in the heart?

Kirch was stunned.

He didn't understand what he was saying wrong.

In the Kanaka people's concept, since the force is strong, it is necessary to behave, so that it can also communicate with the gods.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "That's it, I'm a layman, and I can't compare to you." ”

A group of Kanaka men looked at each other: "......"

You call this a layman?

The High Priest sighed: "Although we Kanaka people are protected by the gods, the weapons of the whites are too powerful, and our Ko'a, is not their opponent. ”

Ko'a is the collective name for their spear weapons.

In the last century, the Kanaka people living in Hawaii fought many white Europeans.

Their flying spears also made the whites suffer.

This thing is definitely not as hot as a weapon, but if it is pierced, it is also cold, and it is inevitable to blow the lamp and pull out the wax.

Zhao Chuanxin's eyes rolled: "Everyone can practice hot weapons, but your spear has been practiced since childhood." If you want, isn't it just guns, I can provide you with some to practice. ”

As he spoke, he had an extra Lee Enfield box rifle in his hand.

The High Priest's eyes lit up, and the Kanaka people around him also came up.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the coconut tree not far away, pulled the bolt, and pulled the trigger.

Bang, the coconut falls.

Bang, keep dropping.

Bang, drop again.

A group of Kanakas looked with straight eyes.

After emptying the bullet, Zhao Chuanxin carried the gun on his shoulder: "How?" ”

The high priest nodded: "Powerful, you are a natural warrior!" ”

When Miyama saw the coconut falling, some of it was broken, he ran over and licked it.

Dry rice: "......"

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the Kanaka people were interested in guns, so he took out a dozen rifles and some ammunition from the secret realm: "I've given it to you, my friend." ”

Uncle Li narrowed his eyes, he knew that this Captain Zhao had never done a loss-making business, and he was willing to give away these guns for nothing, so he must have some idea.

The high priest was moved, and stepped forward to hold Zhao Chuanxin's hand: "Friend from afar, you are a true friend of our Kanaka people. You are the embodiment of the god of war, and we Kanaka people are willing to be united with your spirit. Allow me to send someone to leave the Kakau mark on you. ”

After waiting for Kirch to translate, Zhao Chuanxin frowned: "What is the Kakau imprint?" ”

Don't be fooled.

"It's a mark that binds us together, a mark blessed by the gods of Ken and Rono," Kirch said. ”

It's the same as if he didn't say it.

Zhao Chuanxin thought to himself, it should be a trick like ordering holy water in his head.

It doesn't matter if this kind of thing is beneficial or not.

The main thing is that he has some small calculations in his heart, and maybe he will have to contact these Kanakas in the future.

He said, "Yes, but I don't have much time because we have to get back to the ship." ”

The high priest nodded: "It's okay, I'll arrange it." ”

Then, he turned his head and spoke loudly to the Kanakas.

The crowd suddenly became excited, and men and women were eager to try it. Finally, the High Priest ordered a mixed-race woman with that plus-size build.

When the woman heard this, she turned around and ran.

Zhao Chuanxin and Uncle Li looked at each other equally.

When he asked him, he said, "Her name is Mahina, and she is not only the best dancer in the tribe who is favored by the kara goddess, but also the best Kahuna Ta Tatau." ”

Zhao Chuanxin was not angry: "What are you talking about?" ”

Kirch's English is not good, and at this time he is even more anxious to scratch his ears and cheeks, and finally just said: "In short, she is ingenious." ”

As she spoke, Mashe came running with some bottles and cans.

Zhao Chuanxin saw her plump body trembling when she ran, but her face was not red or panting, and she sighed that her physique was really good.

The high priest said, "Now, friend from afar, sit down and I will recite mele oli for you." ”

Zhao Chuanxin subconsciously took out his pocket watch to take a look, but the longitude had changed, and the time was not adjusted, so he couldn't do it accurately. But looking at the sun in the sky, there should be enough time.

Anyway, he couldn't understand what the high priest was saying, so he simply sat down.

The High Priest began to chant: "Minions, great Kane, the water that gives life to the earth."

Oh, great Kanaloa, the salty water that gives the sea.

Minions, great Ku, the island that rules Keawe......"

however

When Mahina took out a needle that was 8 centimeters long and polished from a turtle shell, and carried a wooden handle, stained with ink, and lifted Zhao Chuanxin's clothes.

Zhao Chuanxin was in a hurry: "I'm Cao, wait, stop, what are you going to do......"

(End of chapter)