There was silence all around. Everyone, including Gangula and the soldiers of the Wild Bear Tribe who were watching Zhang Tie's performance, followed Zhang Tie's question and turned their attention to Grodjeko of the Blood Wolf Tribe.
Zhang Tie's meaning is very clear, this death game is not over yet!
Grodjeko's face had lost all color at this moment. The ninth-level warriors were not giant wolves in the ice and snow wasteland. You could have as many as you wanted. This time, there were only three ninth-level warriors he brought from the tribe.
It's just that the three of them are the backbone of the tribe's army. If three tribe masters were lost here all of a sudden, even if they return to the tribe, they can't just say it.
In addition to considering the censure and doubts he would face when returning to the tribe, Grodjeko was even more filled with hatred. The three people who had just been killed by Zhang Tie were all his confidants. He was originally prepared to pay the corresponding price after returning.
Obtain the source of the madness of three third-level ninth-level warriors from the temple, so that the strength of the three people can be greatly improved. Unexpectedly, these three people were killed here. This is simply like
It was like cutting off one of his arms, which made him feel heartbroken.
At this moment, for a person like Grodzko, he still feels that he is not wrong. Any provocation and insult he makes to others are natural. Those who are not as good as him are just to be inferior to him and obey him.
He should be obedient, and any counterattack from these people to him would be their fault, which he found difficult to accept.
He looked at Zhang Tie standing in the field, his eyes widened, and he looked like he wanted to tear Zhang Tie's skin off.
"According to the rules of the death game, after winning this game, you have won, and you no longer need to challenge the Blood Wolf Tribe. There are no other ninth-level masters in the Blood Wolf Tribe here. If you continue to challenge
, the Blood Wolf Tribe can only send out tenth-level strong warriors!" Gang Gula looked at Zhang Tie, his eyes sparkling, as if he had discovered something very interesting, his words were to remind Zhang Tie and let Zhang Tie see him well.
Just take it.
"Are these the rules of the death game?"
"Yes, death games are usually held between opponents of the same level. If there are no opponents of the same level and the winner wants to continue the challenge, then the other party can send a higher-level opponent to play. You have to think carefully.
Got it!" It was Sabrina who spoke, because Aurora is a strong warrior at level ten, and according to the rules of bounty hunters, they will definitely target wanted criminals who are one level lower than themselves. Zhang
Tie was now the prisoner of Aurora, so everyone took it for granted that Zhang Tie was a ninth-level warrior.
Sabrina's tone also meant to persuade Zhang Tie to let go, because in everyone's impression, although there are not many people who can cross the gap between level nine and level ten, they are really rare, a bear-level tribe.
There are not many people like that. There are also people like this in the Wild Bear Tribe. At level nine, they can leapfrog and kill masters at level ten. But what those few people have in common is that they are all born with a rare ability among Slavs.
A character with a mad physique that can increase the power of the source of madness by more than three times after becoming mad.
No one thinks that Zhang Tie can win if he challenges a strong warrior at this moment. The simple reason is that if he can win, Zhang Tie will not be captured by Aurora. The level 10 man next to Seton and Grodjeko just now
They fought against strong warriors, but it was a draw and they didn't get any advantage.
"Peter, that's enough..." Seton in the distance also warned Zhang Tie, hoping that Zhang Tie would not do anything impulsive. After all, Seton had a good impression of Zhang Tie, and he didn't want to see Zhang Tie go to waste like this.
So far, the Blood Wolf Tribe has paid the price of three ninth-level warriors. If this was a slap in the face, Grodjeko's face would draw blood.
Seton knew that it would never be easy for Grodjeko, who had lost three ninth-level warriors, to return to the Blood Wolf Tribe. The leader of the Blood Wolf Tribe, Barter, was not just his son. Between Grodjeko's brothers
, there is also fierce competition, and Grodjeko's ability to lead troops this time is also the result of competition among his tribal peers.
If Zhang Tie could use his fighting spirit, coupled with his pair of Dark Ripper gloves, he might win even if he faced a tenth-level strong warrior. But at this moment, the fighting spirit in Zhang Tie's body has been destroyed.
The needle locked…
Aurora in the distance also shook her head gently.
Grodjeko looked at Zhang Tie with hatred in his eyes, and what he said made the people around him despise him in their hearts, "A wanted criminal is a wanted criminal, and a profligate person is a profligate person. The moment he takes advantage of it, his tail looks like
You raised your head like a monkey. Do you think no one can deal with you? Do you know the consequences of fighting a tenth-level strong warrior? It's enough to scare the shit out of you. Ha... ha... Boy, it's over.
Today, I advise you to find a hole to hide like a mouse, or get under the legs of a woman who can protect you, and never let me touch you again!"
Grodjeko was using provocation to get Zhang Tie to agree to continue the challenge, so that he could send out the tenth-level strong warriors around him to kill Zhang Tie openly. For him, such a result would be better than Zhang Tie getting away with it.
No damage, but he lost three ninth-level warriors and it was better. After all, a three-to-one victory and a three-to-zero victory were completely different things.
Everyone here is a human spirit, otherwise they would not have led the troops to participate in this operation. Everyone understood what Grodjeko had in mind as soon as he heard it.
"Shameless!" Sabrina pointed at Grodjeko and cursed unceremoniously. "You can do it yourself if you dare!"
"Hey...hey...unless he can pass the next level, he is not worthy of taking action against me." Grodjeko folded his arms and said shamelessly.
Sabrina was completely angry and speechless...
"Send out your tenth-level warriors. I just want to see how powerful the tenth-level warriors of the Blood Wolf Tribe are!" As Zhang Tie said these words, the surrounding area became quiet again, and everyone looked at it.
Looking at Zhang Tie, many people thought Zhang Tie was crazy. Many people shook their heads slightly, and some people already had regret in their eyes. It's a pity that young people are just a little too young, and they will become angry when someone provokes them.
Can't help but make crazy decisions.
In the minds of many people, perhaps the scene where the Explosive Bear Hammer danced so amazingly and magnificently just now will never have the chance to appreciate it again in the future.
"A powerful warrior, in addition to having strong combat power, the most important thing is to have a strong heart. Even a newborn giant bear sometimes has to endure bullying from wild wolves and hyenas. Only in this way can it grow.
A chance to get up!" Gangula turned his head and said to the two masters from the Icefield Bear.
The two masters glanced at Zhang Tie and shook their heads slightly. In this world, there is no shortage of masters and geniuses with amazing talents. What is lacking is masters and geniuses who can live long enough.
"The High Priest of Salin once said that the snow on the top of Mount Erqida never melts for thousands of years. But the whitest and dazzling snow on the tops of the pine trees below the mountain is usually the easiest to melt. They are all standing at high places, but their
The fate is different, so a person is often most likely to lose his position when standing at a high place." Roslav, from the Ice Bear Tribe, said in a deep voice.
Although it was on this occasion, when he heard the guest next to him mention High Priest Salin, Gangula, who was sitting on the main seat, could not help but bow slightly with a respectful look on his face. He stroked his chest and saluted, "High Priest Salin is worthy of being the leader of the entire ice and snow."
The wisest man in the wasteland!"
"What a pity!"
"What a pity!"
…
In the midst of everyone's regretful and complicated eyes, the tenth-level strong warrior of the Blood Wolf tribe who had just fought against Seton slowly walked to the battlefield of the duel, with a sneer on his face, and stood forty meters away from Zhang Tie.
——According to the rules of the death game, for a duel between people who can use war energy to carry out air bombardment, the initial distance between the two sides is more than 40 meters. This arrangement will not leave the two sides without any buffer and
Ready for a head-on collision.
Zhang Tie looked at him expressionlessly.
Just when a guard next to Gangula was about to announce that this round of the death game was about to begin, Aurora on the sidelines suddenly shouted.
"Wait a minute, Peter is my personal property now, and I don't agree with him participating in this duel!"
Aurora's voice was a little sharp, even slightly rude. Zhang Tie turned his head and found that Aurora's body in the distance was trembling slightly. Her eyes were looking at him without blinking. He didn't know if it was caused by the firelight.
Illusion. Zhang Tie even felt that there was some mist in Aurora's eyes.
"Aura, the rules of the death game are that in the entire duel, only the duel's personal will can dominate everything, and no one else has the right to interfere. It doesn't make you feel bad to see this pretty boy dying soon, right?
, Hey...hey..." Grodjeko smiled ferociously. After looking at Aurora, he turned to look at Gangula, "That Peter just now has agreed to the duel. There is no regret medicine for the duel in the death game.
Yes, please invite Mr. Gangula to announce the start of the duel!"
"Aurora, Grodjeko is right, you have no right to interfere in the next battle!" Gangula said after looking at Aurora.
Aurora fell silent and looked at Zhang Tie with unblinking eyes.
Zhang Tie smiled at Aurora and said nothing.
"Let's start!" Gangula told the guards around him
A guard stood up from Gang Gula, raised a saber in his hand for everyone to see, and then flicked the saber into the air...
In the blazing fire, the guard's saber rolled several times in the air, and when it reached a height of seven or eight meters above the ground, it fell straight down.
Everyone knew that the moment the saber fell to the ground, the duel between the two sides began. But this time, no one knew how many seconds the young man named Peter could survive in the hands of a tenth-level warrior.
Concerned, because in everyone's eyes, the outcome of this confrontation is already doomed.
The guard's saber finally fell down and stuck straight on the ground.
The moment the saber touched the ground, both people on the field moved...
In the first tenth of a second, the strong warrior of the Blood Wolf tribe erupted from the body of a huge, tiger-like fighting spirit totem more than ten meters high...
Zhang Tieze quickly hooked his foot and took a flying spear on the ground into his hand...
At the second 0.1 second, the strong warrior from the Blood Wolf Tribe rushed towards Zhang Tie and began to accelerate...
Zhang Tie made a gesture of throwing a flying spear...
At the third 0.1 second, the strong warrior from the Blood Wolf tribe exerted force on his feet and rushed ten meters towards Zhang Tie in an instant...
A smile appeared on Zhang Tie's face...
"Boy, go to hell..." At the fourth tenth of a second, the strong warrior of the Blood Wolf tribe shouted. Fighting energy rolled over his body, and a huge fighting energy fist seal had condensed on his hand.
The distance has shortened from more than forty meters to about twenty meters...
Zhang Tie threw a flying spear...
Then, there is no more...
At the fifth 0.1 second, almost the entire Black Bear tribe, not only those who were watching the death game showdown, but even the warriors a mile away, heard a deafening sound in their ears.
A terrifying explosion.
This sound made many warriors of the Black Bear Tribe commotion. I don’t know what happened, but the sound broke out from the tent in the middle of the camp. The noise was very loud, so many warriors of the Black Bear Tribe instinctively picked up their weapons.
, led by some officers, they rushed to where they were.
In just an instant, the entire black bear tribe was in chaos.
And among those at the scene, no one could see clearly what happened. The only thing that could be seen was that the tall battle spirit totem of the strong warrior of the Blood Wolf Tribe dissipated in an instant, and was erected around the duel venue.
The heavy steel tower shield defense line that was inserted into the ground and connected with a triangular wooden frame was completely collapsed on a defense line more than 20 meters long. Some steel tower shields even became torn apart. Just now,
Most of the loud noise was the sound of these heavy steel tower shields exploding.
Because it all happened too fast. Faster than anyone imagined. In less than a second, everything was over. For many people, this time was just a blink of an eyelid, and when they opened it again
, everything changed.
Because they were too shocked, and many people with slightly lower strength didn't even know what was happening, there was a dead silence in this most lively scene.
"What's going on? Why didn't that strong warrior of the Blood Wolf tribe move? Also, what happened to those heavy tower shields that can withstand the impact of heavy cavalry? Was there thunder just now?" Among the onlookers, a guy just felt
He was stepped on by the person next to him, and he just lowered his head. When he raised it again, everything was over. Everyone looked at the scene motionless as if they had been cast on a body-holding technique.
The guy next to him who heard his question just opened his mouth, stared at the duel field stupidly, and completely turned a deaf ear to his question.
At this moment, loud and trembling footsteps began to sound. Groups of Wild Bear Tribe warriors, holding torches and weapons, led by officers, rushed towards us from all directions like a tide.
Came over.
"It's okay here... let them go back!" Gang Gula's voice sounded. The voice that had been calm and composed from the beginning of the dinner to now also had some inexplicable hoarseness and a slight tremor at this time.
The loud and trembling footsteps were heard, and amid the shouts and orders of a group of officers, those voices slowly left here again.
After letting the soldiers come back, Gangula wanted to say something more, but at this time, looking at the scene that seemed to be frozen, he felt that his throat was a little dry, and he felt like he wanted to say something but couldn't.
Feel.
Gangula didn't notice that at this time, Roslav and Wajid from the Ice Bear Tribe, who had been sitting next to him, had stood up at some point. The expressions of these two masters had a strange look on their faces at this time.
There was an abnormal flush, the thick blood vessels on his hands and neck were pulsing, and his nose was abnormally dilated, as if he was about to fall into madness.
No one could say anything at this time. Everyone was looking at the duel, asking themselves over and over again, was what they just saw an illusion?
…
The strong warrior of the Blood Wolf Tribe stood more than twenty meters away from Zhang Tie. He lowered his head and looked at the huge and flat blood hole on his chest. He wondered why he hadn't died immediately, and his eyes were full of confusion.
And doubt, at this time, he didn't even feel any pain, he only felt a weakness from the inside out, which was getting stronger every second, invading all his senses and the strong vitality of the strong warrior.
"What...what is this?" He looked at the calm-faced young man standing twenty meters away from him and asked weakly.
"Flying Spear!" Zhang Tie said calmly, "I don't want to kill you, but you shouldn't have to sacrifice your life for that bastard!"
"Flying spear..." the strong warrior of the Blood Wolf Tribe muttered again, seeming to understand something all of a sudden. In front of such flying spears, the so-called strong warriors have absolutely nothing to do with the low-level beasts in the ice and snow wasteland.
The difference is that the so-called powerful is just a spear. A bright light began to appear on the face of the strong warrior. He looked at Zhang Tie, looked at Zhang Tie, and said with the last strength of his life, "I...
…He is a member of the Blood Wolf Tribe, Grodjeko…cannot represent…the entire…Blood Wolf Tribe!”
"I have no hatred against the Blood Wolf Tribe. I just want that guy's head!"
Hearing Zhang Tie's assurance, a smile appeared on the strong warrior's face, and then he fell to the sky.
Looking at the dead strong warrior, Zhang Tie let out a long sigh, then picked up an epee from his side and then picked up a flying spear. He walked directly towards Grodjeko on the sidelines.
Seeing the flying spear in Zhang Tie's hand and his approaching figure, the guards around Gangula immediately formed a line of defense in front of Gangula with their own flesh and blood and the shields in their hands.
"Go away, don't block my sight. Do you think your body is stronger than the heavy steel tower shield..." Gangula was furious, his eyes were shining, and he suddenly showed the nature of a mad dog. Several people in the way were blocked.
The guard in front of him was kicked out unceremoniously by him.
The guards around Gang Gula had no choice but to flash past. But they all looked at the flying spear in Zhang Tie's hand and did not dare to take a breath.
Gang Gula looked at Zhang Tie, but Zhang Tie didn't look at him, but looked at Grodjeko.
Grodjeko was like a salted fish that had been exposed to the sun for several days. Looking at Zhang Tie walking towards him, it became difficult to breathe. And the people around him, when they saw Zhang Tie walking towards this side,
, everyone ran away quickly, and there was no one within ten meters of Grodjeko in an instant.
Grodjeko also wanted to run, but at this moment, just looking at the flying spear in Zhang Tie's hand, he felt that his legs were as heavy as lead.
Zhang Tie came to him and looked at him with narrowed eyes...
Grodjeko opened his mouth. "I am from the Blood Wolf Tribe..."
Zhang Tie swung his heavy sword, and Grodjeko's head flew up. The blood from his neck sprayed more than one meter high, covering Zhang Tie's head and face.
Zhang Tie dropped the flying spear and heavy sword in his hand, reached out and grabbed Grodjeko's head, wiped the blood from his face, took the head and came to Aurora, and threw the head away
on the ground in front of Aurora.
Zhang Tie was about to say something, but found that Aurora's eyes were filled with tears at this moment. Because she was wearing a mask, Aurora's tears flowed down her face and dripped down her delicate chin.
"Stop crying, as your private property and that... prisoner, I should be angry for you!" Zhang Tie smiled.
"You...have been lying to me!"
Zhang Tie knew what kind of deception Aurora was referring to. With such ability, he would not have any problem even if he was hit by a bone-blasting needle and bloodbathed the Gray Eagle tribe. However, he had always hidden his ability.
"I think the misunderstanding between us will be solved sooner or later, and this ordeal is nothing to me. Didn't you kill me that night? For such a small thing, let me use a flying spear to hit you
I really can't open a blood hole in my body!" Zhang Tie said frankly. After saying this, he added a superfluous sentence that he heard from Tang De and was said to have been popular since before the catastrophe.
A woman’s ridiculous joke, “If I hit you, it will hurt my heart!”
Aurora's body trembled, she looked at him, said nothing, turned around and left...
Zhang Tie scratched his head inexplicably...
Seton chuckled and gave Zhang Tie a thumbs-up gesture. When Sarun next to Seton saw Zhang Tie's eyes looking towards him, the smile on his face looked as if he was about to cry.
Comes out the same.
…
"Okay, the death game is over, let's go back to the camp and continue eating!" Gang Gula's voice continued to sound neither salty nor bland.
Zhang Tie turned his head and saw Gang Gula, who was nicknamed Mad Dog, smiling brightly at him. At this moment, wherever he looked, there was a sincere smile showing at least eight teeth.
…
Only the way those two guys from the Ice Bear Tribe looked at him made Zhang Tie feel goosebumps all over his body...