Wang Yang's smile was normal, as if he had accomplished something very happy.

Indeed, he accomplished a very happy thing and joined the tribe of craftsmen.

As he becomes a member of this tribe, he can naturally challenge their status and become the boss.

He had behaved like this before, but at that time he was not a member of the craftsman tribe. His challenge was tantamount to representing a tribal challenge, which would eventually lead to a war between the two tribes.

But now that I am a member of the craftsman tribe, if I challenge at this time, I am representing an individual, and it will trigger a battle between two people.

The same movements have different meanings. No wonder people say that when the emperor is angry, millions of corpses will be laid down, and when an ordinary man is angry...this, cough cough.

Different identities and meanings have different consequences of anger.

Now that Wang Yang is a member of the craftsman tribe, he naturally wants to be the boss directly. How can he learn from others and slowly accumulate?

His approach is very hasty, and he challenges as soon as he joins. Any normal person would find it problematic, but it would be useless for the craftsmen's elm heads to grow ten more times.

Sure enough, the tall man was angry. His anger this time was entirely because his subordinates wanted to challenge him. He could not give in and could only accept the challenge. The best way was to win. He must win!

"Woo!" The tall man was furious and roared loudly at Wang Yang. He was not afraid of Wang Yang. Wang Yang was only as tall as his chest. He was just a cute child. There was nothing to be afraid of.

But he wants to eat meat now and doesn't want to waste time. He plans to scare Wang Yang.

Others watched excitedly, yelling, stamping their feet, throwing rocks, waving their hands, and beating their chests, wishing they were exactly like the orangutans.

Hierarchy disputes in the tribe are always so exciting, especially the battle of leaders, which is simply a major event every year.

Basically, in a year, the leader will be challenged twice or so. Each time the battle occurs, everyone's adrenaline will be secreted rapidly, just like taking stimulants, and they will suddenly fall into a state of madness and bloodshed.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

This time was no exception. Everyone was shouting and cheering excitedly, not knowing who they were cheering for.

It looked like they were about to fight.

"Woo!" The tall man wrinkled his nose, made a ferocious face, and approached Wang Yang lowly. He shook Wang Yang's outstretched hand away and wanted to challenge Wang Yang to a one-on-one fight and decide the outcome by force.

The hustle and bustle in the stadium was really noisy. Wang Yang gently retracted his hand, took off the equipment from his waist and back, put it aside, and then hugged the little guy and put it on the ground.

The little guy threw the wood in dissatisfaction, like a child who refused to leave his arms.

Then he pointed at the tall man's weapon and asked him to throw it away.

In order to avoid casualties caused by the struggle, everyone would tacitly throw away their weapons when fighting. In this era, the labor force is much more important than the status of Lao Shizi.

Without a companion, he is just a single-handed commander, unable to accomplish anything.

He threw the stone tools to the ground, regardless of whether they would be broken, then glared at Wang Yang with a ferocious smile, yelled, and rushed over.

The battle begins!

Everyone was shouting and cheering hard, very excited, and the atmosphere was at its peak.

Wang Yang squinted his eyes slightly, looking at the tall man who was running towards him despite being very thin, thinking that he would definitely win. Should he be gentler to him? Or should he be gentler? Or should he be gentler?

It's better to be gentle, it won't be good if you break a bone.

So he suddenly moved, and the powerful muscles on his chest suddenly became as hard as iron, condensing into visually shocking muscle lines. With a flick of his calf, he jumped out quickly like a missile.

Astonishingly.

The physical fitness of capable people is the best among the human races in this era.

Because they are the closest to true ape-men, an average Homo habilis can defeat two or three Homo erectus without any effort at all.

Even if the craftsmen were taller, they wouldn't be able to defeat a capable person one on one.

What's more, Wang Yang is a guy who has been persevering and training hard since he was a child. At that moment, he must have Liu Xiang's speed and Bolt's explosive power.

With the strength of boxing champion Tyson, under the horrified gaze of the tall man, he punched him in the stomach.

"Boom!" There was a muffled sound, like a sledgehammer beating a drum!

Under everyone's gaze, the tall man huddled up like a lobster, rolled back twice, stared at a pair of dead fish eyes, and huddled on the ground.

"..."

The craftsmen were stunned for a while. What happened? Is the fight over?

Wang Yang's movements, in their eyes just now, were as fast as a cheetah, and at the same time he had the power of a lion. He immediately knocked the tall man of the "First Force" to the ground.

It seems to take no effort...

Seeing Wang Yang looking at his fist in the field, everyone didn't know how to describe it. They all saw the horror in other people's eyes.

Wang Yang looked at his fist and murmured to himself: "No, it's still too heavy. I have to be lighter next time." He blamed himself for being too heavy.

In fact, he only used the fifth level of strength...

Over there, the tall man finally had some strength and stood up despite the pain. His eyes were full of fear and anger.

He was horrified by Wang Yang's speed and strength. He couldn't even catch the punch with his eyes, let alone react to avoid it.

He was punched inexplicably, and his whole body was about to fall apart. It was like there were countless stones rolling in his stomach, and the pain almost made him shed tears.

But he was still very angry because he saw Wang Yang walking towards him and stretched out his hand.

For a time, he had countless powers, and the anger turned into a fire that took over his body. He endured the pain and launched an attack on Wang Yang again.

This time, he planned to strike first and knock Wang Yang down with one punch.

However, Wang Yang refused to dodge at all. He stepped back into the soil, supported his whole body on his hind legs, and tilted his body slightly forward.

With one palm, he caught the tall man's fist.

The fist was very big, but Wang Yang's palm was stronger than an iron clamp, firmly blocking the door in front of him.

Everyone's jaw dropped again. How could they fight like this? Isn't this forced? Who can bear it?

But Wang Yang took it hard. They couldn't understand that the opponent could directly block the attack.

The tall man was also stunned and tried to pull his hand away, but was held tightly by Wang Yang and could not move.

He kicked Wang Yang angrily.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yang suddenly clenched his other hand into a fist and smashed it into his chest.

"Boom!" There was another muffled sound, and the tall man's vaginal muscles suddenly collapsed and became black and blue, and then twitched tremblingly, as if several small beads were trying to break through the skin and escape.

"Woo!" The tall man shouted in pain. He couldn't even stand still and fell to his knees in front of Wang Yang.

Wang Yang quickly let go of his hand, feeling worried. Why were these craftsmen so weak? Not only did he reduce his strength, but he also hit his fleshy penis. If he hit his calf, he would have to break it?

After thinking about it, he still had to do what he had to do. Wang Yang grabbed the tall man's head and stretched his hand in front of him.

This time he was so painful that he burst into tears. When Wang Yang stretched out his hand, he still refused to give in. He opened his mouth and bit Wang Yang's stretched out hand.

"How dare you bite me!"

Wang Yang quickly withdrew his hand, clenched it into a fist, and slammed it into the tall man's face, then stretched out his hand again.

"Do you accept it or not?" he shouted and asked loudly.

The tall man was still dissatisfied and wanted to bite Wang Yang again.

Wang Yang punched him again: "Do you accept it or not?"

Tall people will bite even more.

Wang Yang laughed angrily at him and punched him one after another, until his nosebleed and his panda eyes rose into the sky.

Everyone was horrified to see it, and the tall man was beaten to a pulp in just a few moments. It was boring, so boring. In the past, there were conflicts between tribes, and the two sides basically fought because they were relatively close in strength.

In that scene, you punched me and I kicked you, and everyone had nosebleeds and were covered in dust. That was interesting.

They sighed for the tall man. Why bother? If you can't beat him, don't persist. But they didn't have much feeling. After all, in the tribe, challenging the leader's position only happened once or twice a year.

But there are countless fights among everyone in private.

Over there, Wang Yang punched him more than a dozen times, and the taller mother probably didn't recognize him anymore, so she withdrew her hand.

The tall man had already looked at each other without saying anything, and could only shed a thousand tears. His two eyes were beaten into panda eyes, and the tears could not stop flowing out.

That's not caused by sadness and humiliation. He's not that sentimental yet. That's because his damn eyes are so sore...

The more I cry, the more sour I become, and the more I cry, the more I cry...

Wang Yang was a little tired from the beating, so he stretched out his hand and shouted to him coldly: "Do you accept it?"

How could the tall man still have so much temper at the moment? He couldn't understand Wang Yang's words, but the outstretched hand was more obvious than words. With tears streaming down his face, he patted Wang Yang's hand.

"Haha!" Wang Yang got excited and immediately stopped scratching his head. He never noticed that Wang Yang's hand would leave like this. Before he could react, he came into close contact with the dim ground.

"Well, they are all my people...no, they are my little brothers."

Wang Yang looked around with satisfaction, glanced at his "little brother" who was much taller than him, and slowly walked towards the body of the pseudo-lion.

Now that I am the boss, I naturally have to take care of the stomachs of my younger brothers. Don't worry about anything else, let them eat first.

Everyone also realized at this time that Wang Yang won, and Wang Yang was more powerful than the tall man.

But the looks they looked at Wang Yang became very unkind.

Just because the tall guy is convinced, it doesn't mean they will be convinced. They just joined the tribe, so maybe they were lucky enough to win.

Since Wang Yang was so short, they thought they should be able to challenge him.

Wang Yang didn't notice the excitement among the people, he was still happily cutting the meat, and finally cut off a piece. When he turned around, he saw a hand stretched out in front of him.
Chapter completed!