In his opinion, he has been promoted to be a brave man for more than ten years, and has been practicing on this basis. Now he has touched the edge of the warrior, and even he has learned a lot about the fighting skills of the warrior.
These accumulations can't be compared with that of a rookie. He doesn't mind killing chickens and monkeys with each other.
It's common for people to die on the duel field. Even if we know that he killed people on purpose, no one will complain for the dead, let alone a hunter who has been mixed for decades.
A day without a warrior, he's just a hunter. The tribe doesn't even have the qualification to be cannon fodder. He's just a slave, though all of them are children of the tribe
Even their descendants, but so what? The relationship here is in a mess. No one cares.
With this sentence, he strode out, about the time and place?
That doesn't exist. The savages can't wait so long. They are angry. Who is willing to wait? After the duel, of course, they will fight directly.
Seaver, the ruler of the scale, is a member of the lower class of the tribe. Today he is going to fight a duel. The Dueler is an old hunter.
The news quickly spread in the Hunter area. What old hunters mean is hopeless people, rubbish, bastards, people waiting to be eliminated.
Today, he hunted a lot of prey. Seeing that he was easy to bully, Seaver, the weigher, wanted to detain most of him. As a result, he had an accident.
In other words, this guy couldn't bully others and kicked the iron plate
Lin Feng came out at last. Surrounded by hunters on both sides, he appeared like a hero. There were bursts of depressed and excited agitation on the field, which stirred him and taught him a lesson.
At the beginning, it was only sporadic. It was all yelled by people hiding behind. As a result, more and more people followed.
It seems that at this moment, we all share a common hatred against the enemy. We have the posture of uniting to defeat the class enemy, and the voice is getting louder and louder.
The hand weigher's face is getting darker and darker. Of course, he knows what kind of image he is in the hearts of these hunters. But to be honest, for a group of beggars, do you care what they think of himself.
However, he didn't care, but slapping face to face was another matter. He glanced around coldly and hummed heavily.
The voice was not big, but the people who came into contact with his eyes all shrunk subconsciously, and the atmosphere became oppressive again. Even the people behind were infected and no longer agitated.
Once again, fear surged out of their hearts. No one spoke out. They just looked at Lin Feng's eyes, which became more complicated
There are encouragement, appreciation and pity. They are not clear about the strength of those who hold scales, but they are often boasted.
All the previous achievements have been taken out and praised by them as great achievements. It's a lot of praise. Even they think that this guy may not be so powerful, but he is much better than other brave men
As for old Gallo, even if his strength finally breaks through, he is just a hunter. If he breaks through again, he will be a new brave man.
No matter how strong the new brave are, they are limited. In fact, their strength is not very different from that of the hunters, because they haven't had time to learn and practice new skills.
The brave have the fighting skills of the brave. If they become brave, they will have more time to train, fight and do their own things.
It's equivalent to a professional soldier. How many years has the hand weigher become a warrior, and he has made friends with so many important people. If you teach him two moves, you'll benefit a lot in your life.
You know, all the things of a hunter are bought with his life, and all he can learn are superficial things. If he becomes a brave man, he is qualified to enter the war soul hall.
Observing the skills left by your ancestors depends on your own understanding. How much you can learn depends on yourself. Of course, if someone is willing to teach you, that's another matter.
Ordinary people, want to understand a move two, it all depends on chance, savvy, time, energy is indispensable.
The entry time of the lower warriors is limited. As for the hunters, they don't even have the qualification to enter. Old Gallo may have strength, but in terms of skills, it's still the same as the hunters.
Anyone can see through this simple truth at a glance. After the initial excitement, they react. The hunters look at Lin Feng's eyes. As they stand face to face, they become a little solemn and stirring.
Because they are also a member of the hunter, but if the hand weigher wins, they will definitely cheer and praise for the first time.
People sympathize with the weak, but they are more in awe of the strong. It may not be good to please the strong, at least it will not be bad.
The onlookers consciously vacated a piece of space. It was not big. With 20 square meters of space, Lin Feng and the weigher were face-to-face and tit for tat.
The one eared hand weigher is 2.78 meters tall, with big arms and a round waist. He is twice as big as he is. His face is ferocious. It looks like a confrontation between a heavyweight and a lightweight player.
Before, I didn't feel that at this moment, the hand weigher pulled off his clothes and roared bravely. The key is that this guy's body is not fat, and he is quite strong. It seems that not only did he eat well, but also his family's Kung Fu declined. Seeing his strong body, the hunters around him took a breath. There are few fat people in the tribe. This guy is the one they contact most. At the moment, they stand together. The contrast is really strong. There is no harm without contrast. Under the eyes of all, the duel began! Lin Feng hooks his fingers to the palm weigher who is showing his chest muscles around him. His body looks smart, but in front of his opponent, he really has no weight. Even dare to take the initiative to provoke, the people around him can't help but pinch a sweat for him, can't help but wait for the palm scale to start a fire, a punch to kill him. As soon as Seaver, the weigher, saw that he was so provocative, the evil fire rose. He bowed slightly, pressed his weight down, and was ready to rush past. He used his own advantages to suppress this guy with the fastest speed. Cut off his neck and let everyone know that Xifu, who is in charge of the scale, is not a false name. From now on, the legend of Xifu will be passed on in the hunter's area forever. Bang bang!! The heavy footstep is knocking on the ground. He is like an invincible chariot rolling towards Lin Feng. The speed is not fast. If it is placed outside, the old hunter can make evasive movements with his flexible skills. However, there are only 20 meters here. With his big hands, he can cover several meters. In this environment, where can he hide? Some people are short of breath, waiting for the scene of old Gallo being kneaded. No one is optimistic about him. In front of this kind of power, the two are not equal. Without weapons, old Gallo couldn't compete with him, and he couldn't get away with it. Just when they couldn't bear to look directly at him, Lin Feng turned into a mirage and went up. Come on! The speed was too fast. Seaver's body was very slow, and then he flew out with blood