In the open space in front of the Bloodhoof Squad's camp, Morn and Du Fang each held weapons and confronted each other with solemn expressions. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hah!"

Suddenly, Du Fang shouted, and with a wave of his straight knife, he turned into a flash of light and slashed towards Morn, and the speed was more than three points faster than when he hunted before. Almost as soon as the sound landed, the sword light had reached Morn's arm.

With a "dang" sound, a black hammer blocked the sword light. Although the straight knife contained Du Fang's powerful internal qi, it did not shake the hammer at all. The moment it collided, the knife was bounced out.

However, the missed blow did not discourage Du Fang, and the angle of the straight knife that bounced up turned slightly, drawing a small arc, and slashing directly at Moen's neck. The unused power of the previous blow was integrated into the second attack, and the speed of the straight knife was a little faster.

It was still a 'dang' sound, and Morn raised the hammer to stop the blow, and the strength attached to the straight knife was also gently turned by Morn to remove the small half. The hammer of more than forty pounds was like a toy in Morn's hands, and it was controlled as he pleased.

After being intercepted again, Du Fang was competitive, no longer worried about hurting Morn, and took out all his strength to dance the straight knife into a sword light in the sky, attacking Morn from all angles. And Morn took advantage of the heavy weight of the hammer to block the knife light again and again. All of a sudden, the sound of 'dangdang' between the two continued, and finally there was a tendency to connect into a long tone.

After blocking Du Fang's straight knife again, and finding that Du Fang was slightly unable to continue, Mo En shouted, and the black hammer suddenly burst out and smashed into Du Fang's shoulder. Du Fang, who was already preparing to continue the attack, calculated the speed of both sides, reluctantly withdrew the straight knife, and faced the hammer. After a series of rapid attacks just now, Du Fang's internal qi was slightly unsupplied, and his speed also dropped a lot. If he barely fought Morn, he was smashed in the shoulder by a hammer before he could slash Morn with a straight knife. Although he knew that it was a sparring, Mo En would not really attack, but Du Fang would not be cheeky enough to take advantage of this, so he honestly chose to parry Mo En's attack.

There was a loud bang, and sparks flew between the hammer and the straight knife. After a momentary stalemate, it was the powerful hammer that gained the upper hand and pushed the straight knife back. As soon as the hammer turned slightly, it immediately smashed down at a faster speed, and the action was somewhat similar to Du Fang's straight knife before.

In the face of a faster and more powerful blow, although Du Fang's wrist was slightly numb, he still raised his knife to meet him. After the collision again, Du Fang's wrist had already begun to suffer severe pain. When the hammer came for the third time, Du Fang finally couldn't support it anymore and got out of his hand. And Morn directly withdrew the hammer, with a smile on his face.

"Morn, you kid has taken medicine, right? Why is the progress so fast! I have already advanced to the ninth level of the samurai, and I can't even fight you!" Sitting on the ground, rubbing his somewhat sore wrists, Du Fang complained and said: "And your strength, why is it so big! With a heavy guy like a hammer, he can use wind and thunder combos, and he can't let people live!"

After the last battle of the demon wolf, Du Fang returned to the clan early and began to concentrate on cultivation. It didn't take long for him to advance and become a ninth-level samurai. I felt that I had a draw with Morn when I was an eighth-level samurai, so I wanted to get my face back. As a result, Morn's speed of progress was far from being comparable to his, and this time he was unable to suppress Morn, but lost to his partner. But fortunately, Du Fang has a hearty personality and knows Moen's potential and hard work, so he didn't really get angry, just complained verbally.

"You're right, I did eat the jade ginseng pills. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't really compare to you. Morn waved the hammer in his hand and sat down beside Du Fang while smiling. In the case of not revealing the secret of being able to obtain the vitality after hunting the enemy, the jade ginseng pill is undoubtedly an excellent shield.

And Du Fang's wind and thunder combo is a set of attack methods that the members of the Bloodhoof team have been taught, which can use the counterattack power of the opponent when blocking to accelerate the next attack, although the consumption is not small, but it can greatly accelerate the attack speed, which is very practical. This set of methods is somewhat similar to the attack method called 'Flurry' in Morn's mind, and the combination of the two compartments makes Morn's cultivation quite fast.

"Look at the way you're smiling. By the way, Mingzhu went to your tent just now, what did she say to you? As soon as you came out, you were excited like this? Is it true that there are rumors in the tribe that the two of you are going to match?" Seeing Mo En's smile, Du Fang's eyes rolled, and he leaned on Mo En's shoulder, and asked very gossipy. Especially when it comes to the word 'matching', the expression is quite obscene.

"What do you mean by matchmaking? Those are all rumors. Now the one who is married to Mingzhu is Huang Feng, the young master of the Huangshi tribe. Morn pushed Du Fang's approaching head away and defended himself. However, the explanation was in his mouth, but Morn's expression was still quite excited.

"Then you are still so excited, do you want to be a slave to Mingzhu's girl in the past!" Du Fang said with some disdain. Compared to Morn, Du Fang didn't care so much about women, and his energy was mainly focused on practicing martial arts. Generally speaking, grassland men marry later than women, and women have no special circumstances, and they have to marry at the age of fourteen or fifteen, especially the noble daughters of various tribes, that is, Mingzhu, who have to marry very early. Men do not think about such things until a little later, after the age of sixteen. And depending on the individual situation, the age of marriage will also change, and some men will not even be able to marry a wife in their lifetime. With Du Fang's conditions, it was easy to find a good woman to marry, but he obviously didn't mean it.

"Of course it can't be. Morn replied. The house slave in Du Fang's mouth is a custom of grassland marriage. Generally, when the noble daughter of the tribe marries, she will bring some people to accompany the marriage. If a samurai is fond of a noble girl and his status is not worthy of a noble girl, he can give up his own freedom, become a servant of the noble girl, and follow and protect his sweetheart. Although Moen likes Mingzhu very much, he has never thought of being subordinate to others and becoming Mingzhu's servant. Morn has not yet reached the point where he gives up himself for love.

"Mingzhu told me that she didn't like that Huang Feng, and that the marriage was set for her by the chief. If I can get a top 10 spot in the Yellow Cloud City Rookie Competition, the Chief will change her mind and she will marry me. Seeing that Du Fang was still gossiping, Mo En couldn't hold back the joy in his heart and told the matter.

"Rookie is in the top ten, you don't have a fever in your brain, you will be happy with this condition, that girl is coaxing you!" Du Fang opened his mouth wide and said in surprise. Huang Yuncheng's rookie Dabi Huang Yuncheng holds a competition every two years, as long as it is Huang Yuncheng's subordinate forces, teenagers under the age of sixteen can participate. If you can get the top 10 in the big competition, the temple will give you quite a generous reward, so every battle is quite lively.

However, it is not easy to break into the top 10 in the big competition. This kind of competition will not only be participated in by the various clans under Huangyun City, but also by the young people of the Thousand Bull Temple Branch Hall and various forces in Huangyun City. Teenagers from small tribes like the Shiniu tribe are rarely able to do anything good in this kind of big competition, and the top ten have always been basically occupied by the gods and teenagers of several large tribes. Even Mo Yu, the best genius of the Shiniu tribe at the beginning, was only in the top twenty. Although Mo En was excellent, Du Fang still didn't think that Mo En was better than Mo Yu, who had already entered the temple.

"She's not coaxing me. I also believe I can do it. Morn said solemnly. In fact, before Mingzhu could speak, Morn knew what he was up against. What really made Morn happy was that Mingzhu took the initiative to tell him everything and gave himself a promise for the first time. For Moen, this represents Mingzhu's identification with himself and Mingzhu's genuine liking of himself. The obstacles between the two are only external difficulties, and these difficulties are those that Morn has the confidence to overcome. So at this time, Morn was quite excited and in a very good mood.

"Uh, okay! Since you think you can, then work hard!" Seeing Morn's serious face, Du Fang smacked his lips and did not continue to hit Morn. After this period of time with Morn, Du Fang knew very well that Morn attached great importance to this matter. I know that if I continue to talk about it, I'm afraid it will really upset Morn.

Just as the two wanted to talk about something else, there was a bustle behind the camp. The two looked at each other, picked up their weapons and ran towards the place where the sound came from. As the most elite team of the tribe, the Bloodhoof Squad has the responsibility of defending the tribe itself.

When the two of them rushed to the back gate of the tribal camp, they found that the Shi Niu Guards, who rarely went out in normal times, had already gathered at the door, and under the command of the chief Mo Huai, they formed a welcoming formation. And under the guidance of the two powerful gold beasts, a team full of various items is slowly walking into the camp.

"It's the caravan of the Heavenly City Temple, and it's coming earlier than in previous years!" Seeing the team full of wooden camel beasts, Du Fang immediately recognized the origin of the other party and put away his straight knife.

Among the seven temples of the grassland, the Tianshi Temple is a very special one. Although the area under its control is relatively small, it has a considerable number of subordinate caravans, which roam the steppe and trade with various tribes. They sell a variety of things, many of which are extremely needed by the tribe, so they are very popular with the tribe.

"A caravan actually has two power gold beasts, and the Heavenly City Temple is really wealthy!" looked at the majestic power gold beast again, Du Fang said in admiration. Raising demon beasts is not a simple matter, it requires not only secret methods, but also a lot of financial resources. A small tribe like the Stone Ox Tribe has no ability to feed demon beasts at all. Seeing the luxury of the caravan, Du Fang naturally sighed.

"Since there's nothing to do, let's go back to cultivating. We don't need to buy anything anyway. Morn didn't say anything, turned around and said calmly. Although the caravan had a lot of good things, Morn didn't have any savings before, so naturally he couldn't afford them. Now that he is a member of the Bloodhoof Squad, many things are provided by the tribe, so naturally he doesn't need to buy anything. If you have this kind of time, it is better to seize the time to cultivate.

"That's right. Good things are for people at the elder level, and we don't need ordinary things. Du Fang also sighed and said. However, when he just turned around to leave, Du Fang's expression changed slightly, stopped his steps, and grabbed Mo En.

"What's wrong?" Morn asked, turning around, a little strange.

"Looks like you can't go yet! Du Fang pointed to the front of the team and said with some emotion. And in the direction of his finger, the young man who had just come down from the power gold beast grabbed the pearl that followed behind Mo Huai.