Chapter 529 Warriors Day

The fire illuminated the entire meadow.

But Zhou Lang and Qiu Meng came out of the tent together. I noticed that many middle-aged men did not participate in this Warriors Day. They carried weapons around the meadow and stood guard.

"Is the meadows safe? Why are they tightly spreading and not participating in Warriors' Day?"

Zhou Lang asked Qiu Meng curiously because he saw that these young men were in good strength. Although they were only about one hundred, they were at least the cultivation level of the Qi Refining Cultivator, and they could be said to be the elite of the entire Jiulong nomadic people.

"Warriors Day is the biggest festival in our tribe. This festival belongs to young men and girls, and also selects warriors for the tribe. Many young warriors have begun to show off on Warriors Day. Therefore, this festival is very important for our tribe. However, to the east of our meadow is a large forest. In this forest, there are monsters and monsters. Sometimes, these monsters and monsters will enter our meadow to attack us, so we have to be careful, especially in such a grand festival, we cannot relax our defense, otherwise we will suffer major losses."

Qiu Meng explained.

"What other monsters and monsters are there? How do you distinguish monsters and monsters?"

Zhou Lang said curiously that he had lost his memory, but his cultivation level was still there, and some of his previous knowledge was still there. For him who lived in the city, these were very novel. Although he was a cultivator, he had never been exposed to such knowledge before.

"The monster beasts are animals with spiritual intelligence. They have their own cultivation techniques. After entering the Qi training stage, they become smart and cunning. After entering the Golden Pill stage, they can transform into humans, with their wisdom the same as humans, or even more cunning. However, monsters generally do not have spiritual intelligence, and can communicate with spiritual intelligence unless they reach the Nascent Soul stage or above. However, they are naturally fierce, have excellent combat power, and can fight beyond the realm. Monsters do not do things that are unsure, but monsters carry the nature of animals and may attack you at any time, which is very difficult to deal with."

Qiu Meng said: "But in these four major areas of Jiulong Snow Mountain, meadow, golden forest, green forest and snowfield, it is said that there are nine dragons in the dragon pond on the top of the snowfield. No one has ever been to the top of Jiulong Snow Mountain. I don't know whether this matter is true or not. As for the monsters in the golden forest, monsters in the green forest, and the old monster in the snowy mountain is an outsider. It is said that he was suppressed here by a powerful force. His activity area can only be in the snowy field and the green forest area of ​​Jiulong Snow Mountain. Because of his strong strength, all monsters in the green forest have to listen to him. The demon clan and the people in our tribe dare not enter the monster forest easily, but they are afraid of the old monsters in the snowy mountain. A few months ago, we knew that the snowy field avalanche and might have collected the nine-leaf snow lotus. My grandfather and I took the risk to go through the golden forest and the green forest to the snowy field."

"I will never forget your life-saving grace and the old patriarch." Zhou Lang said.

"The existence of the old monster in the snow mountain has always made us panic, because the powerful man sealed the old monster in the snow mountain and restricted the active area of ​​the old monster in the snow mountain. My grandfather said that once the old monster in the snow mountain entered the cultivation level of the divine division stage, I am afraid that this seal will not work, and we will suffer at that time. Fortunately, he fought with your old monster in the snow mountain. He probably died in an avalanche, which has eliminated this great disaster. In this way, you are the great benefactor of our Jiulong Nomad tribe."

Qiu Meng is the saying.

"Warriors, girls, now I announce that the annual Warriors Day has officially begun!" At this moment, the old patriarch's huge voice came, and it turned out that Warriors Day had begun.

"Let's go over quickly and be prepared to meet the challenges. Tonight, you will definitely face many challenges, especially the Yasang, who is still a master in the Foundation Establishment Stage and is difficult to deal with."

Qiu Meng said to Zhou Lang.

The two began to walk quickly towards the meadow where the Warriors' Day was held.

"The Saint Qiu Meng is here."

As soon as Qiu Meng appeared, the unmarried young men started shouting. Qiu Meng was only a man this year. According to regulations, the girl must be eighteen years old before she can get married. Therefore, this is the first time she has actually participated in Warriors Day. On this Warriors Day, the young man who likes her can compete. The winner will be Qiu Meng's man.

The old patriarch also saw his granddaughter and Zhou Lang. He walked to Zhou Lang and said to Zhou Lang by voice transmission method: "There must be many people challenging you tonight, but this is not a life-and-death duel. These challengers are all good young people under my command. Please don't hurt them too seriously."

"Don't worry, the old patriarch, I have my own sense of responsibility." Zhou Lang also said to the old patriarch by transmitting the voice.

The old patriarch was relieved. His eyesight was naturally stronger than Qiu Meng. He knew that Zhou Lang was a very powerful person. If Zhou Lang was not powerful, he would not be able to hold on for a few seconds in front of a master at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage like the old monster in the Snow Mountain. He could not have been buried in an avalanche. Instead, he had long been worried that Zhou Lang would be defeated by the people in his tribe, but was worried that Zhou Lang would hurt the people in his tribe.

Soon, a beautiful girl walked out and stood in a large circle surrounded by people.

"Young guys, everyone should know her. She is Meng Qingqing, a famous beauty in our tribe. The young warriors who like Meng Qingqing, now is the time for you to show your skills."

The old patriarch's voice rang out.

Soon, more than a dozen young men appeared in the circle.

"Meng Qingqing, do you have a beloved man?" the old patriarch asked the beautiful young woman.

"I haven't." Meng Qingqing blushed, but said in a sweet voice.

"It seems that Meng Qingqing has many admirers. Since you don't have a lover, you will not be challenged. From now on, one-on-one competition."

The old patriarch announced the start of the competition for Meng Qingqing.

This is the rule here. If the girl already has a loved one, then the beloved person will accept the challenge of other men in order to be with the girl, because in the Kowloon Nomad tribe, everyone only recognizes the strong.

If this woman does not have a loved one yet, then those who like this woman will fight one-on-one, and the final winner will be able to get the girl they like.

It can be said that in this tribe, only the strong are worthy of having beautiful women. Of course, this tribe is monogamous, and even the strongest one can only have one woman.

The battle between men who like Meng Qingqing began soon.

These men basically had the cultivation level of the Qi Refining Stage. It took more than an hour to fight until the battle ended. A warrior named Jinwu won the final victory.

The man named Jinwu was very excited and picked up Meng Qingqing directly, left the scene of Warriors' Day, and took him back to his tent.

Next, another girl walked to the center of a large circle surrounded by tens of thousands of people, and the competition began again.

It was almost late at night, and the final competition of the Warriors Day is finally about to appear.

Because Qiu Meng is on the stage.

Today, she looks beautiful and outstanding in white animal skin and leather boots, wearing beautiful hair and shawls.

"Saint! Saint!"

As soon as Qiu Meng walked out, the boxing ring immediately cheered, and thousands of men were shouting Qiu Meng's name.

But Qiu Meng walked to the center of the circle surrounded by the crowd and made a gesture of calming everyone down, and the boxing ring suddenly became quiet.

"Qiu Meng, do you have a beloved person?" The old patriarch's voice sounded. Although he knew that his granddaughter fell in love with Zhou Lang, he still asked this question according to the Warriors' Day procedure.

"Yes, his name is Zhou Lang." Qiu Meng looked at Zhou Lang with affectionateness.

When Qiu Meng said this, the boxing ring was still silent, but about ten seconds later, the scene suddenly started to talk, and for a moment, there was endless discussion.

"The Saint really likes this outsider?"

"I heard that in order to save this person, the saint took risks, walked through the golden forest and the emerald green forest, entered the very cold area of ​​the snow field, and collected the nine-leaf snow lotus."

"This person named Zhou Lang has always lived in the tent of the old patriarch, but in fact, the saint has always been taking care of him."

"This kid is very lucky."

"His beauty is over. There are so many warriors in our tribe, and the top ten most powerful young warriors have not appeared before. They must have put in full force to compete with this Zhou Lang."

"The person the saint can like is definitely a strong man. I think this Zhou Lang should be very powerful."

"Can he be stronger than the warriors of our tribe? Besides, now he has to accept the challenges of everyone. This kind of wheel battle is very unfavorable to him, and he will be defeated sooner or later."

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The scene that everyone was looking forward to finally appeared. Many people didn't understand why Qiu Meng said Zhou Lang's name now.

If she said she had no beloved, then Zhou Lang was just like other competitors to advance through battles. In this way, the consumption of physical strength and true qi would not be that great. If Zhou Lang was really a strong man, he would likely win the final victory. But now, he would have to accept the wheel battle between all the warriors who liked the Saint, and the possibility of winning was greatly reduced. Many people think that Zhou Lang would definitely not be able to support three games.

"Zhou Lang, come out, now you accept everyone's challenge!" The old patriarch let everyone silence, and then said to Zhou Lang.

Zhou Lang walked out calmly. His memory was lost, but his cultivation level went further because he took the extremely magical Nine-Leaf Snow Lotus. His body was filled with true energy and had reached the peak of the Golden Elixir Stage. Now he just lacked insights. Otherwise, he would be afraid that he would soon become a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage.

"In Xiaqingke, I have been admiring the saint for a long time. I'll challenge you."

A young man walked out quickly and walked to Zhou Lang. He said to Zhou Lang with some disdain that the adult men in their tribe were generally over 1.9 meters tall, while he was over 2 meters tall, and he looked like an iron tower. Zhou Lang was only 1.75 meters tall, and he felt that Zhou Lang was definitely not his opponent.

"Okay, please take a move." Zhou Lang said lightly. He did not attack or make a defensive posture, as if he had no cultivation at all.

Since Zhou Lang dared to stand up and challenge, it was naturally impossible for him to have no cultivation. Many people understand that Zhou Lang looked down on Qingke.

"Zhou Lang is afraid he will be defeated the first time. Qingke is a famous young warrior in our tribe."

Many people in the Kowloon Nomad think so.
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