Li Yuan asked, "What about the other tribes?"
Zhenyan Xue replied, "So are like gray wolves, others are like sheep."
Li Yuan nodded, and he vaguely heard voices around him.
The murmurs seed to talk about Brother Heichi being defeated.
As he got closer, the warmth from the bonfire grew stronger.
Li Yuan’s eyes beca increasingly focused.
He lowered his gaze slightly, stopping in front of the tent closest to the bonfire.
Rustle~
Rustling~~
The curtain was lifted from inside, revealing a burly man sitting inside the brightly lit tent, bare-chested and wearing a bone crown.
A Sixth Grade giant wolf lay at the man’s feet, its head displaying the numbers "1710~1725."
This was the Clan Leader—Zhenyan Xiong.
Just growing to this extent with flesh and blood alone, Li Yuan grew more curious...
"Brother Mu..." Zhenyan Xue gently tugged Li Yuan’s sleeve, then led him in saluting, and proceeded to explain the situation clearly.
Li Yuan took the opportunity to express his intention to bury his father’s belongings in the Immortal Tomb.
The Clan Leader showed little interest in this, nor did he have any intention of being difficult. He rely told Zhenyan Xue to take Li Yuan there directly...
As for Zhenyan Xue’s unauthorized outing, he had no intention of addressing it. Apparently, it’s not uncommon for tribe mbers to sneak out, and Li Yuan just happened to catch Zhenyan Xue. If not, he might have encountered others.
Just as he was about to wave them off, soone suddenly rushed into the tent, saying, "Clan Leader, this man defeated Heichi. I want to challenge him and win back what belongs to Brother Heichi!"
Li Yuan: ...
The previously uninterested Clan Leader suddenly took an interest. He looked at Li Yuan with piercing eyes and said, "Did you just fight a life-and-death battle with Heichi and won? And you didn’t kill him?"
Li Yuan said, "I had no choice."
The Clan Leader said, "There’s no such thing as having no choice. Here, fighting is an honor!
The reason for arranging life-and-death battles is not truly to kill the opponent, but to ensure no holding back when attacking, because in a real battlefield, the enemy will not hold back either.
However, you didn’t kill Heichi, you’re very good!"
With that, he looked at the man who had just rushed in.
He was a sturdy man wearing deer antlers on his head, with a wolf tooth strung on a grass rope around his neck.
His muscles were knotted, his skin pale, and several red and black facial decorations were painted with beast blood and charcoal on his face.
The Clan Leader said, "This is our tribe’s warrior Zhenyan Cang’er. He is Heichi’s brother and the brother of Heichi’s woman. Wang Mu’Er, do you dare to fight a life-and-death battle with him?"
Li Yuan clenched his fists; in this tent, his realm had already recovered to Sixth Grade and was moving towards Fifth Grade.
Under such circumstances, losing... is really difficult.
Zhenyan Cang’er said in a gruff voice, "I won’t take advantage of you. Since you’ve just fought Heichi, I’ll wait until you’ve recovered. Tomorrow, in front of all the tribe mbers, we’ll fight to the death by the fire!
If I lose, everything of mine will be yours!
If you lose, everything of yours will be mine!"
Li Yuan looked at the "700~720" numbers floating beside him, feeling quite helpless.
When he was in the Seventh Grade, he could already crush these numbers, let alone by tomorrow, he should have returned to Fifth Grade.
Life-and-death battle, what kind of primitive society’s damn rule is this...
However, he noticed it too.
In this tribe, survival and keeping a low profile don’t seem to be good choices.
So, he said, "If you lose, I don’t want everything from you. I just want you all to stop challenging , let have so peace."
Zhenyan Cang’er couldn’t help but laugh, "Who do you think you are? Let tell you, I won’t lose, I’ll win everything from you, including your woman, then I’ll make you watch..."
"Let’s fight now."
Li Yuan said sowhat disinterestedly.
Zhenyan Cang’er said, "Fine!"
The Clan Leader, watching Li Yuan with interest, suddenly asked, "Xiao Xue, you just said your man is the son of an outside hunter, right?"
"Yes." Zhenyan Xue was worried at this mont.
The Clan Leader suddenly said, "Wang Mu’Er, if you win, no one in this tribe will challenge you to a life-and-death battle again. You will also get what you deserve, this you need not decline!"
Li Yuan said, "Thank you."
...
A mont later.
By the towering, roaring bonfire, the silhouettes of two people stood on an open ground.
Perhaps due to the warmth, there were actually so wild grasses growing on the ground near the bonfire.
Li Yuan and Zhenyan Cang’er stood barefoot.
Zhenyan Cang’er’s eyes glowed red, like a wolf about to devour its prey, fiercely glaring at Li Yuan.
And in the surrounding area stood many tribe mbers wrapped in animal skins, both n and won, and even children.
These people gathered as if celebrating a festival.
At the forefront, several beautiful won watched with worry and tension.
Among these won were those who had just been lost by Brother Heichi, and also Zhenyan Cang’er’s woman...
According to the tribe’s rules, only the strong can reproduce.
If Zhenyan Cang’er lost, they would all move in with this outsider and bear him children.
This made the won feel anxious and uneasy.
Before the bonfire, an elder held a beast horn and blew it fiercely.
Suddenly, a solemn and lingering sound echoed.
Zhenyan Cang’er gripped his ice spear tightly, let out a fierce and terrifying roar, and then rushed towards Li Yuan...
He was an experienced warrior, performing well whether in confrontations with nearby tribes or when hunting beasts in the Frozen Soil.
And making the first move was part of his combat experience.
Whizz!!
A ferocious wind swept up sparks and waves of heat, rushing towards the young man opposite.
The young man’s hand still gripped the spearhead, seemingly observing the patterns reflected by the blue spear in the firelight, and due to the warmth, the true form of the spear was now revealed—wooden, flexible.
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