On the road, the three of them were walking and chatting. Guan Heng asked at this time: "Brother Zhao, actually we went to the Angshan tribe to find people. As for the beast martial arts conference, we have never heard of it. Tell us. How about a lecture?"
"Oh, that's it." After listening to Guan Heng's words, Zhao Er nodded slightly: "Well, if you don't mind my verbosity, then I'll talk about it."
Then, Zhao Er told Guan Heng and the others the origins of the so-called Beast Martial Arts Conference.
It turns out that the first generation chief of the Angshan tribe was a fierce general under a certain Chongguo leader. Not only did he have the strength of the black energy of the overlord, but he was also good at communicating with beasts. He helped the leader tame countless powerful monsters and established a distinguished position. Due to his military exploits, he is known as the Beast General.
Later, this fierce general named "Gu" returned to his hometown to settle down, and brought a group of relatives and friends to form the prototype of the current Aung San tribe. He was also given a clan name by the co-owner, and for a time he became famous.
Later, the four major surnames that made up the Angshan tribe, the Gu, Ding, Meng and Bai families gradually became stronger and stronger, forming the current dominant situation. Although they are not as good as the six major tribes in the north of Chongguo that have a history of hundreds of years, But it is also one of the most powerful tribes within a radius of dozens of miles.
The descendants of the four great surnames of Aung San were impressed by the great achievements of the Beast General, so every three years, they recruited strong and capable people from all over the country who could control monsters and birds to participate in the Beast Martial Arts Conference and hold a grand event together.
The Aung San Tribe’s animal martial arts conference holds several meanings. Firstly, it is to highlight the fine traditions that the tribe has maintained for many years, and to take the opportunity to select outstanding young talents of the tribe and list them as key training targets. A popular candidate to compete for the clan leader.
Secondly, it is a good idea to see if there are any talented people from the outsiders who can train monsters and beasts like them, absorb rich experience from them, and hire foreigners with heavy rewards or marriages to work for them. idea.
"Brother Guan, I am a rough woodcutter who chops wood, but with my own eyes, I can see that your giant tiger and this colorful monster bird are both rare and exotic beasts."
Zhao Er said at this time: "According to me, you might as well try your luck at this Beast Martial Arts Conference. The prizes this time are huge. Not only can the first place get a generous reward of hundreds of shells, but also If you ask the three Aung San tribesmen what they wish for, they will fulfill it for you."
"Haha, is that so?" Guan Heng patted the slightly excited Ghost Swallowing Tiger at this time, but shook his head and said: "Forget it, we are in a hurry to find someone to do something, and then we have to rush to meet our companions. We really can’t waste time.”
Zhao Er heard this and said with regret: "Oh, that's such a pity. Tsk, tsk, hundreds of bastards can become a rich man."
At this moment, when Guan Heng was about to say something, the snake-like bird standing on top of the Ghost Swallowing Tiger suddenly cooed twice. Guan Heng and others looked up and saw a circle of people in front of them. There were quarrels.
"Fight, beat this stinky boy to death!" A arrogant voice shouted: "Ding Wei, you stinky boy, your father Ding Ba is dead. Humph, he was just playing tricks in the original competition. You won my dad over by cheating, Ding Ba is a despicable and shameless bastard!"
Following the man's roar, several of his companions punched and kicked, causing a young boy to roll on the spot, screaming "Ouch, ouch" in pain. Even so, the young man with his face covered in blood still shouted loudly: "Bai Qi, you are talking nonsense, my father is a good person... Ouch... your father is the big bad guy, it is all because of him that my father does this Sent to escort the one-horned demon elephant, woo woo woo..."
"You brat, you still dare to talk nonsense?!"
The guy who ordered the beating was a burly little boy of fifteen or sixteen years old. At this time, he was snatched away by the opponent, and he suddenly became a little angry, so he continued to shout: "Hit, hit, hit someone, and I will take his life. Anyway, there is only one in their family." Widow mother, I don’t have anyone to support me anymore, so beat me to death!”
"Stop!" At this moment, Guan Heng had already lunged forward, and he shouted loudly: "Using the crowd to bully the minority, do you still have any shame?"
"Who cares about meddling in other people's business?" The fat little man named Bai Qi shouted arrogantly with his hands on his hips: "My father is the elder Bai of the Angshan tribe. Be careful that he deals with you..."
"Pah!" Without even raising his eyelids, Guan Heng waved his hand and slapped the little fat man in the face. He made the fat man spin around three times and was stunned.
"Hmph, it doesn't matter that your father is the leader of the country and the Communist Party. It won't work if I see you bullying others!" Guan Heng glared at this moment, and his whole body suddenly exuded a fierce aura that had been battle-tested, and he roared: "I really have control over this noisy matter!"
Guan Heng uttered a stern threat, and the group of half-grown men who were so frightened that they were beating people immediately took a few steps back. The little fat man Bai Qi wanted to say something, but suddenly looked up and saw the man who was looking at him with narrowed eyes. The swallowing ghost tiger immediately swallowed back the harsh words he was about to say.
"Oh my God, run quickly -" I don't know who shouted first, and the group of brats immediately ran away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Seeing this scene, the woodcutter Zhao Er who was leading the way was a little scared. He whispered to Guan Heng and Ruotao: "These boys are probably the young masters of the elders of the Angshan tribe. You should be careful. I, I will go home first. La, farewell."
Zhao Er said, with a look of panic on his face, and ran away carrying the firewood on his back. Guan Heng helped the child who was beaten and brushed off the dirt on his body.
"Little brother, are you okay?" Seeing that the child's face was covered with bruises and bruises, he shook his head stubbornly. Guan Heng asked again: "I just heard these bad boys talking about your father, is he called Ding Ba is a strong man with red energy, and he uses a weapon..."
Guan Heng paused for a moment, recalled it carefully and said, "It's a mace with round nails and a copper handle. Am I right?"
"Brother, do you know my dad?" The thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy immediately said with excitement: "My name is Ding Wei, and my dad is indeed Ding Ba."
"That's right."
At this time, Guan Heng thought of Ding Ba's situation before his death, and his face looked a little sad. Although he and Ding Ba only had a relationship, the other party did not escape in the end and faced off against the powerful one-horned demon elephant until they fought brazenly. Death, that decisive arrogance actually made Guan Heng somewhat admired, so he missed Ding Ba's dying instructions and came to the Tongtianxia Angshan tribe.
At this time, Ruotao walked quietly to Guan Heng's side and said: "Sir, the flash of the bamboo basket dimmed just now, but the direction should be correct, it is near here. It seems that we need to search carefully."
"Okay, let's settle the affairs of Ding Ba's family first, and then continue to search for the whereabouts of the remnant soul." Guan Heng nodded slightly at Ruotao, and then said to Ding Wei: "Little brother, here we are. Let me go to your house, I have something to tell your mother."
————(To be continued.) m.
