Chapter 18：

Chapter 18

"Your talent is really good for escape."

Yang Yi learned from others that the talent of Black Hunt's Awakening is speed.

This is not very polite, but Heihe didn't feel offended, it was just stating the facts.

"My talent for awakening is not speed." Black Hunt shook his head.

Yang Yi was curious: "What is that?"

Hei Xun smiled at him, disappeared in an instant, and Yang Yi had not recovered, and was patted on his shoulder.

Turning his head, he saw Black Hunt behind him, holding a compound triangle bow that Yang Yi put beside the tent in his hand.

This is too fast!

Yang Yi could not see the black hunter moving at all, but he disappeared out of thin air.

The next second, Black Hunt proved his conjecture.

The compound triangle bow on the Black Hunter disappeared and reappeared in its original location.

During this period, Black Hunt's other hand has been resting on Yang Yi's shoulder and has not left.

Yang Yizhen was very different: "What talent is this?"

"I don't know what it's called, and no one has ever awakened to such a talent before." Heisha shook his head.

"I can move directly to where I want to go. I don't need to walk on the road that others see. I can also get what I want from a distance. The latter is more difficult and the distance can't be too far. Where you can see it. "

Space walker.

Such a word flashed in Yang Yi's mind.

"This ability is powerful."

Yang Yi sighed sincerely, but also had some envy and envy.

If he has this ability, even if his combat power is almost saved, he will not worry about his life every day.

Black Hunt was proud: "So I won't die so easily."

"Others don't know you have this talent?"

"You were the first to know." Heiyun gave him a deep look.

Yang Yi smiled: "I am honored."

"I felt the difference before, but I couldn't figure out what was going on, so it was as if I was fast. It wasn't until I could pick things up that I realized that there was a big difference."

"You successfully convinced me." Yang Yi finally stated.

The black hunter smiled, his eyes burning.

"I will do everything in my power to protect your safety. It will not give people the opportunity to be against you and bear the pain for you."

"Wait, what does the following sentence mean?"

"Symbiotic contract can live, die, hurt, or even live." Black Hunt explained, "I am a fourth-tier warrior, and I have a longer life than ordinary people. This is not my limit. I will become stronger and share More."

No wonder the symbiotic contract is the most sacred, it is not simply a constraint on each other's lives.

"Can you share your power?"

Heihe glanced at him, and said with regret: "No."

Yang Yi was a little disappointed. This symbiotic contract is still not high enough.

"If the strong threatens others to sign a symbiotic contract and let the other party share their pain ..."

Heihe looked weird: "Who would want to put his life in the hands of others for this reason?"

Yang Yi also responded that his thoughts were too stupid, and who would do this was not to cause himself trouble.

The chosen person is too weak and will become his weakness; the chosen person is too strong to control.

"I don't have the ability to protect myself. It's very easy to kill me. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Hei Hunting does not need to sign such a contract with him at all. There is no legal and moral constraint in this world. Don't say that he is a foreigner, even if he is a tribe.

The deportees of the Starfire Tribe are the best proof.

Black hunting also relied on his own strength to dare the Chief Blackstone to disagree and persist.

He left the Blackrock Tribe not only because he understood the thoughts of Blackrock Chief, but also because he was confident in his abilities.

Do not abandon the old, the weak and the sick, but also based on his powerful abilities.

The survival of the fittest is the universal value of this world.

It turns out that Black Hunt has the ability to lead those who follow him to survive.

They have no shortage of food along the way. Tonight, they are all brought by the black hunters. Yang Yi only provided some condiments and cooking utensils.

The original members of the Starfire Tribe were only a group of abandoned people with very low combat effectiveness. The number was only one-tenth of others, and it could not protect Yang Yi's safety.

Black hunters can directly use violent means to achieve their own goals.

The moral concept of the people here is not so strong. Yang Yi is now respected and accepted, and it is also in harmony with others.

Otherwise, he is just a pack of materials delivered to the door.

"This is my sincerity." Heihe grinned, very determined.

Yang Yi no longer had problems, and habitually extended his right hand: "I accept your sincerity and have a happy cooperation."

Black Hunt was puzzled.

"Handshake is a courtesy with us, and it represents trust."

Hei Ye also stretched out his hand. He was obviously a man. He's palm was larger than Yang Yi's, and he was full of great power.

Yang Yi wanted to shake his hand and couldn't move.

In contrast, Yang Yi looks particularly delicate and tender.

Black hunting was also slightly surprised, did not expect a man's hand can be so soft.

This person is weaker than he thinks.

The two reached an agreement and only waited for the day of the duel.

Jiao quickly picked a date, just three days later.

Although everyone has acquiesced in the minds of the Black Hunt to become chiefs, all soldiers and even strong ordinary people will not give up duels and even get excited.

This group of people is extremely combative. They are not afraid of failure, they only feel that it is a very honorable thing to challenge the strong.

The duel day was very lively. Everyone put on their most beautiful clothes to show their most beautiful side, because this day is also the day when men and women choose their spouses.

Yang Yi was invited to the best position to watch the game. Everyone knew that he didn't like to sit on the ground, and specially brought him a wooden pier as a stool.

The method of selecting the chief is very simple. Whoever wants to become the chief will take the initiative to stand in the center of the field and then start accepting the challenge.

Switching to Yang Yi, he will definitely play last, so as not to consume his physical strength too soon.

No matter how strong the combat effectiveness, it is difficult to resist wheel battles.

Black Hunt did not have the idea of ​​saving strength at all. After the ceremony, he stood in the center of the field, confident and arrogant.

Now they have hundreds of warriors in the Spark Tribe, and some ordinary people with good strength, which means that if he wants to become the chief, he must defeat so many people today.

"It's too slow to come one by one, ten or ten come on." Black Hunt was very arrogant.

Everyone's eyes were excited, and someone whispered, "What's ten?"

People in the tribe are illiterate, and many people don't even count.

Soon there were people going up to challenge, and then they were quickly beaten one by one, without the need to use talent skills, and did not use black stone weapons.

Compared to the wolverines of the deportees, Black Hunt left the Horde not so well to speak.

He took away weapons, fur, salt and other items, and also showed Yang Yi the weapons that would allow the Blackrock Tribe to dominate.

Blackstone is actually obsidian. It is a natural glass formed by lava flowing from volcanic lava and suddenly cooling down.

It was made into a knife, which can be sharper than a scalpel, and it was not easy for him to heal the wound.

On the Earth, the Aztecs, known as "jaguar warriors," used obsidian to create the terrible weapon "Makwawet".

It was so powerful that it allowed the Aztecs to dominate for a long time.

It was not until the appearance of the Damascus sword that it gradually disappeared in history.

The blackstone weapon possessed by Black Hunt is very similar to "Marquewith". The main body of the machete is a 1-meter-long, about 10-cm-wide wooden stick, inlaid with sharp obsidian. It's very heavy, and it takes a lot of energy to swing.

Ordinary people have to rest for a few dozen minutes, and only soldiers can bear such weight.

It's no wonder that the Blackrock Tribe can have such strength. It can indeed be invincible when no ironware appears.

The whole hall was filled with enthusiastic cheers, ringing through the clouds.

"The black hunter is stronger than before." Jing was very hot.

The thin monkey snorted: "This guy is so strong and angry that we will gather ten third-level fighters in a while, and I see if he can be as proud as he is now."

"I have the same idea." Tu agrees.

The thin monkey was surprised: "You would agree?"

"Don't you want to know the strength of the fourth-tier fighters?"

The thin monkey's eyeballs turned around and felt that this idea was awesome.

The strength between the soldiers of each level is a gap, and Black Hunting will usually practice with them, but he has crushed everyone before he became a fourth-level soldier.

Therefore, he does not need to use the strength of the fourth-tier soldiers to defeat others.

When hunting, Black Hunt pays more attention to collective cooperation than individual performance, so he can't see his true strength.

Just do it. The thin monkey goes to assemble the third-level fighters, and very deliberately plans to wait until the last time.

As for whether the black hunter can carry it ...

The thin monkey spread his hands and shrugged.

If the black hunting on the field is as brilliant as the sun, it also attracts everyone's attention, standing there like a **** of war, regardless of whether men and women look at his eyes are worship and longing.

The black hunter easily knocked ten people down, punched them into the flesh, and the blood was flying.

The duel is actually very cruel. No one will surrender because they feel that they have failed.

Almost every tribe will be killed in every selection. Yang Yi learned that after such a thing was forbidden, he did not want to consume any combat power.

Therefore, if the situation is not right, he and Jiao have the right to terminate the duel.

Due to the cruelty of the duel, while Yang Yi felt bloody, he also had some physical discomfort.

He couldn't understand it, how could these people like to catch up with them?

I was beaten like an adult, howling so much, but still very excited, I can't wait to fight again.

Really strong!

Yang Yi only had this idea at this time.

Whether it is the crushed black hunter or the group of people who are not afraid of being beaten.

The fifth wave continued, and the black hunter still had no obvious scars on his body, and the whole man behaved very easily.

He looked at Yang Yi and grinned at him like a big peacock with an open screen. 2k novel reading network