Allen was not ready to challenge Split Claw. In addition to worrying about Split Claw's individual strength, he was also worried that the mace he used could not cope with the heavy steel ax of Split Claw. In this world with extraordinary abilities, whether a warrior possesses an exquisite weapon or not will have completely different effects on his combat performance.
Therefore, after seizing the long sword before, Allen eliminated his mace without thinking and equipped it with this long sword made of fine iron.
But in this way, when he swaggered into the tribe wearing a long sword, the unique cold light of the fine iron sword immediately attracted the eyes of other warriors of the Green Field Tribe. Everyone showed a greedy look, and many people It's already ready to make a move, and I have the urge to snatch it directly.
"The long sword is mine, Allen, give it to me."
Sure enough, a strong bugbear from the tribe with a long scar on his cheek came out, pointed at the long sword on Allen's waist, and threatened Allen fiercely.
"Oh, if you want this long sword, you can try it!"
Allen had a sullen face, his right hand had already reached the hilt of the long sword, and he looked directly at this rare and capable warrior in the clan.
"ha!"
Seeing Allen ignore his request, the scar-faced bugbear became angry and immediately swung the spear in his hand and stabbed Allen without caring about anything else.
When he noticed the coveted eyes of the tribesmen, Allen already knew that things would not go well today, and he also made up his mind to give the guy who jumped out first a harsh lesson, so that he could stop the tribesmen. to protect their own wealth from the greed of other tribesmen.
As soon as the opponent made a move, Allen no longer had any scruples. The long sword on his waist flashed like a bolt of lightning, directly supporting the spear thrust by Scarface. Under the huge power gap, Scarface's spear was knocked out. Not only did he open it on the spot, he also left a deep gap in the handle of the iron-wood gun. The long sword was swung upwards, and Allen held his left hand with his right hand at the same time. He used both hands to use his shoulder and arm strength, and fell straight on the scarred face. A fierce murderous aura appeared on Allen's rather green cheek. .
Scarface hadn't even woken up from the shock that his strength was inferior to Allen's, and he had no time to recover the spear to block Allen's offensive. Until the blade of the long sword was less than 5 inches away from his head, his face was already Panic and despair spread everywhere, and the originally green face, which was particularly beautiful at this time, turned into a blue-gray color, waiting blankly for death to come.
Allen just wanted to establish his power, and did not think about killing Scarface directly. After seeing that the opponent was so frightened that he did not make any follow-up actions, the long sword that struck straight down tilted to one side, but due to the control of the force, Unable to move freely, the long sword he suddenly intended to chop missed Scarface's vital point, but it still cut a deep bone-visible scar on the opponent's left shoulder, causing Scarface to let out a shrill scream of pain. Screaming.
No one expected that the little bugbear, who was usually quiet and well-behaved, would now burst out with such great strength in the face of a threat, which immediately startled the other bugbears in the tribe camp who were about to make a move. He thought that if he had been the first to challenge Allen, Scarface would not be the one lying on the ground screaming in pain now.
Everyone withdrew their unkind eyes, and when they looked at Allen again, they were a little more wary, and at the same time there was also a little respect and admiration in them. This is the reality of the wilderness tribe that the strong are respected.
As for the loser who was lying on the ground screaming in pain at this time, no one paid attention to it anymore. Maybe some people started to plan to take advantage of the other party's injury to get some benefits and benefits.
"The guy who doesn't know how to live or die!"
A powerful voice came from the cave in the central area of the tribe, followed by a bugbear with an empty left eye and only one right eye, wearing a jumpsuit. Wearing leather armor and dragging a dark steel ax in his hand, he was the leader of the Splitclaw tribe who had ruled the Greenfield tribe for nearly 20 years.
As early as the beginning of the struggle, Rippaw, who was hiding deep in the cave to escape the heat, sensed the commotion among the tribe. When he saw that the target at the center of the riot was Allen, who had officially entered the youth of the tribe, swaggering with a long sword he didn't know where he got it from, Split Claw did not appear in front of the public immediately to suppress the fight. , but postponed the time of the gathering action, wanting to see how Allen, a little guy from the tribe, would face the threats and difficulties of the elders.
Splitclaw, who has lived for 36 years, is now facing the same crisis as Manya, the leader of the neighbor Jackal Bonefire Tribe. Their bodies will soon begin to slowly decline. Faced with the reality of survival of the fittest in the wilderness tribe, Splitclaw They also have to carefully guard against any warriors in the tribe who may threaten their dominance, especially those of the new generation, who are full of ambitions to climb up and change the status quo, and may have all kinds of incredible talents.
Splitclaw can't guarantee that one day, good luck will come to a lucky bugbear, and he will become a gifted person, and then he will have enough strength to challenge himself. On the contrary, the adult bugbears know each other well, and the gods will most likely not bring luck to such a person with no future, so they are even less of a threat to themselves.
Allen's usual low-key behavior made Splitclaw completely ignore this sneaky little guy. The weak bugbears in the tribe almost all looked like this, but it was unexpected that Splitclaw discovered Allen's low-key background today. , the hidden powerful strength can actually defeat and seriously injure the elite warriors of the clan with one blow.
"Do you want to die? Killing each other is not allowed in the village!"
Stern words came out of Splitclaw's mouth, but his eyes kept staring at Allen, with a fierce glare like a bone-eating blood-sucking insect, not letting go of this little guy's every move.
"Dear Patriarch, I did not initiate this matter. Everyone can testify to this. I was just protecting myself."
Allen sighed in his heart, but a friendly smile appeared on his face again, and he explained with a harmless look.
"Hand over the sword in your hand as punishment, otherwise you will face the wrath of me, as the leader, who was ignited by you!"
Splitclaw faced a threat, even if it was only a possible threat, but he would not show mercy at all. He took out the clan leader's stand on the spot, pointed at the sword in Allen's hand and issued an order.
"impossible!"
Allen immediately refused without hesitation, his face gradually darkened.
"Hmph, come on, catch this guy who provokes the patriarch. The bravest warrior will get the sword in his hand."
Seeing Allen disobeying orders, Splitclaw rolled his eyes and came up with a plan, shouting loudly to the surrounding tribesmen.
The desire that had been suppressed by Allen's strong strength and fierce methods once again appeared in the eyes of the bugbears. Allen saw from the corner of his eye that someone had begun to collude in the corner, and quietly touched behind him and wanted to Play a sneak attack game.
Allen still didn't expect that the leader of the Claw Claw was so decisive. When he discovered the danger that threatened his existence, he responded without hesitation. If he didn't come up with countermeasures at this time, I'm afraid he would end up worse. Scar Mountain groaning bitterly on the ground is much better.
