As soon as these words were spoken, the six elders’ expressions changed drastically.
The Second Elder cursed furiously, "You little brat! What nonsense are you spouting! Do you believe I won’t kill you right now?"
These words, devoid of any real threat, elicited a mocking laugh from Qin Hao.
The Second Elder’s face flushed red with anger as he turned to yell at the younger generation, "Do you actually believe this outsider?"
Originally, the young people didn’t believe Qin Hao.
But upon seeing the reactions of the Second Elder and the other elders, quite a few started to entertain the thought.
The Grand Elder observed everything, his face darkened as he shouted, "This outsider isn’t speaking the truth, don’t believe him!"
After all, the Grand Elder was the Grand Elder.
Under the pressure of his accumulated prestige, many tribesn were intimidated by his deanor, quietly retreating, ready to expose Qin Hao.
But at this mont, a voice called out, "No! We don’t believe this outsider, but Grand Elder, can you please tell us why you possess Martial Arts?"
The crowd turned towards the voice, realizing the speaker was Lang.
He stood there upright, his face full of inquisitive desire.
"Are you Lang? Child, these things have no reason..." the Grand Elder tried to gloss over ambiguously.
However, Lang persisted, "Everything has a reason. Grand Elder, I hope you can tell us, only then will we help you catch the outsider!"
"You!"
The Grand Elder’s face showed anger.
The murderous aura spread, causing Lang’s face to gradually pale, making him want to kneel involuntarily.
Just then, a warm flow drifted from behind, dispelling the murderous aura surrounding Lang.
Feeling relieved, Lang sighed and vaguely understood that Qin Hao must have helped him.
Lang guessed right, Qin Hao indeed lent a helping hand.
No joke, trying to turn this group of youngsters against the elders couldn’t succeed without a few "moles" to assist.
Finally, a clever "Lang" erged to help.
How could Qin Hao just watch him get hard?
Therefore, he naturally had to protect him with all his might!
Seeing the atmosphere fall silent, Qin Hao seized the opportunity and shouted, "Lang, these old geezers are simply hiding sothing! Have you wondered why they can learn Martial Arts while you can only be a brute who relies on sheer strength?"
These words jolted Lang’s body, making him murmur, "Yes! Why must I only live relying on brute force? Why can we only perish when facing powerful beasts? Why can’t we learn the Lightweight Technique to run away? Why is this happening?"
Lang’s words resonated with similar emotions in others.
Everyone fell deep into thought.
The youths present were mostly not very old, mostly around twenty years old.
Only a few people were over twenty-five.
As for those over thirty, they were extrely rare.
What caused this situation?
Very simply, it’s purely the cruel system and the young people’s lack of ability.
Despite the tribesn being brave and born with Divine Power,
how could the beasts on the island be any weaker?
Nature is ultimately a paradise for beasts.
The Immortal Spirit Tribe’s survival here, without exaggeration, was built on the blood of the tribesn.
Lang’s emotive performance continued. He looked sadly into the sky and said, "When I was fifteen, Yong and I were good friends. He was the bravest among our peers. I once thought he would surely beco the tribe’s first warrior, until that day when the fierce elephants attacked, and Yong died from being trampled. At that mont, I wondered why my good brother Yong had to face such cruel treatnt?"
"He was clearly only fifteen! At that age, he should have been enjoying warmth in the tribe, yet he was rcilessly sent to his death by the elders? Is this right?"
No one answered, but everyone had an answer in their hearts.
It’s not right! Absolutely not right!
"It’s not right! Why should we, full of hope, be sent to die, while this group of half-dead elders can hide in the headquarters and enjoy their power!"
The stubborn Wing’s acting also erupted.
He roared, his neck reddened, and tears flowed from his eyes, "Lan’s death was similar to Yong’s. I was just thinking if Lan had the Lightweight Technique like the elders, perhaps he wouldn’t have died!"
These words brought many youths to recall their deceased friends.
Their expressions beca entrenched in a certain fervor.
Not far away.
The six elders felt a chill down their spine, vaguely sensing danger.
Not good!
If this continues, things will be completely disastrous!
This group of lowly civilians actually developed rebellious emotions!
The Grand Elder knew he couldn’t sit still, and shouted, "You all, stop the nonsense! Now, arrest this outsider and execute him on the spot!"
These words, shouted powerfully, made everyone recall the Grand Elder’s angry emotions.
But, due to rebellion, due to sadness, due to confusion,
No one moved, they all stood there silently.
"Scoundrels!"
The Second Elder, enraged, grabbed the neck of a young tribesman in front of him. He lifted the person and suddenly exerted force with his five fingers.
Crack!
The tribesman’s legs twitched a few tis and then stopped. His face was full of disbelief, but the empty eyes spoke volus.
He was dead.
"Ong is dead!" A young tribesman covered their mouth in disbelief, "The Second Elder actually killed Ong!"
This scene shocked everyone’s hearts.
The Second Elder threw the corpse down and shouted, "Now, who still dares to defy orders?"
The tribesn instinctively trembled, their expressions full of fear.
"Very well!" The Grand Elder praised the Second Elder with a glance, then swept his eyes over the crowd, "You all, obey orders now, kill the outsider! Otherwise, you will end up like Ong!"
As soon as these words were spoken, those at the front dared not delay, and they turned and rushed towards Qin Hao’s position.
Seeing this, other tribesn hesitated but followed suit.
Within monts, everyone’s eyes were fixed on Qin Hao, their gazes carrying unwilling murderous intent.
"Haha!"
The Second Elder breathed a sigh of relief and burst into a smug smile, "This outsider wanted to play gas with us, now he’s getting what he deserves!"
The Grand Elder also stroked his beard, his expression sowhat relieved, "Second Elder, you’re indeed more clever. Otherwise, continuing to be questioned by these lowly civilians could easily break our perfect control."
"Hehe, it was the eldest brother who inspired ."
As the two paused to complint each other, Qin Hao was already surrounded.
He was about to be swallowed by the crowd.
Just then, a faint sound was heard.
"Whoosh!"
The sound of wind breaking was barely audible, and by the ti the Second Elder heard it, it was already too late.
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