Amler is the bravest warrior of the Snow Leopard tribe. The yaks he hunted out today were also his credit. He gave the yak legs with the most meat. If it weren't for the waste of precious time going out, he might have brought back more spoils.

At this moment, he was returning to his residence to deal with the yak legs, and he saw that the tribesmen were rushing towards the central area for some reason.

"Amler! The nobleman you brought back is that kind-hearted and handsome guy. The patriarch actually wants to compete with him! Why don't you go and see it?" The passing tribe members laughed and patted Amler's shoulders, then ran towards the central area without stopping.

Amler, who woke up from his dream, then dropped his yak legs and followed the torrent of the crowd.

Below the high platform where the clan leader of the cave is located is the arena.

The coming-of-age ceremony of the Snow Leopard boys needs to pass two tests: the first is to cross the frost vortex, and the second is to fight a snow-mounted male yak alone in the arena.

The yaks living in the Taimdar Snow Mountain are not only thick in skin and thick in flesh, but also have huge and sharp horns, which are extremely aggressive. For the newly-adult Snow Leopard boy, it is not easy to win.

The white stone walls erected around the arena are covered with blood, leaving many traces of fighting. This is also the place where the Snow Leopard tribe members resolve conflicts.

Don’t quarrel if you can do it. This is an unwritten rule among the tough Snow Leopard tribe.

The Snow Leopard Clan's hot springs really live up to their reputation. Anna quickly subsided. As soon as she put on her robes and found Chang Hao, she learned that he was going to compete with the Snow Leopard Clan leader.

"My father told me in his bedtime story before that the Snow Leopard tribe are the most brave and warlike soldiers. They formed a cavalry squadron with only a few hundred people in the naval and land war a thousand years ago, and defeated the first landing vanguard army of the Sea Clan, which had landed first, and won precious time for the entire line of the follow-up troops of the Orc Kingdom. The Snow Leopard tribe can each block ten, so wouldn't the strength of their clan leader be even more outrageous?"

Anna, who had just come out of the hot spring bath, felt hot and only wore a bearskin blanket. Her shattered face was like a ripe red apple. Her perfect S-shaped body curve made the bearskin blanket, which was not very useful, and it made Chang Hao secretly unable to hold on.

"I have told you all the situation. It's really impossible not to fight, otherwise people will not accept you at all." Chang Hao took out a half-carved black thing from the storage ring and threw it into a boiling kettle. He poured out orange and yellow water and handed it to Anna: "This is called Dahongpao, it is a kind of tea, a specialty of Wuyi Mountain. You can try it."

"It's a bit bitter, a little astringent." Anna took a sip and looked at the bright orange tea soup in surprise: "But I don't think it's hard to drink, it's really amazing."

"You taste it slowly. When you taste it almost, they and I should decide the outcome." Chang Hao turned around and left a cool back for his sacrificial sacrifice.

They? Isn't their opponent Silver Gray, their patriarch? Anna is surprised.

Chang Hao walked off the platform and came to the arena. Yin Hui was already waiting for him. The outside of the arena was surrounded by the Snow Leopard tribe. They also advocated force and showed their fanaticism and confidence in the clan leader. They waved their fists and roared loudly, and waves of cheering echoed in the huge cave.

"You are a very unusual nobleman, whether it is your appearance, your courage, or your ability to climb the Hawk Beak Cliff." From the moment Chang Hao stepped into the arena, Yinhui firmly locked in the figure of his opponent.

"This is an unfair fight." Chang Hao walked to Yinhui and raised his head. He was at least two heads shorter than the Snow Leopard Tribe in front of him.

"Physical? Strength? Or other aspects?" Yin Hui looked at Anna's figure on the platform and nodded thoughtfully, "I understand. I remember that the nobles did not need to take action in person when accepting the fight, but there seemed to be no other guards around you, so do you need the sacrifice to provide you with a state of gain? No problem..."

Yinhui was only halfway through his words, and was interrupted by another voice.

"No, what I said is not about me, but about you. It is unfairness to you to challenge me alone." Chang Hao's tone was plain but loud.

Not only Yin Hui was stunned, Anna was stunned, and the Snow Leopard tribe members who were shouting to the patriarch outside the arena were stunned.

This nobleman is not mentally ill, right?

"I don't understand what you mean." Yinhui narrowed his eyes into slits, and the powerful patterned leopard tail behind him whipped the ground one by one.

"You have your traditions, I understand, but I also have my pride. Even if I suppress my strength to the same level as you, it is still not something you can compete with."

The scorching golden eyes lit up, Chang Hao's eyes were so majestic that it was impossible to look directly at. His tone was as indifferent as the wind on the snowy mountain: "I am the guardian of the border of the northern province of the Orc Kingdom and the lord of Guangmingye. Do you really think that I only brought a sacrifice to Taimdar Snow Mountain thousands of miles away, and it was only the kingdom's conscript order?"

A strange feeling arose in the heart of Yinxia.

It was him who looked down on Chang Hao, but now he felt the illusion of looking up.

"Including you, the chief of the Silver Gray Clan, I want to challenge the ten most brave Snow Leopard Clan warriors at one time!" Chang Hao's voice was unquestionable, "I won, just follow me!"

All the people of the Snow Leopard tribe think that this noble master must be crazy about gaining and losing his heart.

The ten most powerful Snow Leopard Warriors, including the Silver Gray Clan Chief?

Compared with the old patriarch, his father, Yinhui is undoubtedly better than the blue. Whether it is the iron-blooded skill of governing the tribe or his fists that can easily break the hard mountain rocks, they all represent the peak combat power of the Snow Leopard tribe.

Such a luxurious lineup can fight even if it encounters the Snow Mountain monster?

Anna was also scared by Chang Hao's bold words. She opened her mouth slightly and wanted to dissuade her, but after facing the confident look of her lord, she still couldn't say what she said. Chang Hao is a human being, not an orc, and the inspiration and gain effects of the sacrificial war song can only affect the orcs, so she couldn't help in this duel.

No matter how much Yin Hui is, he is the leader of the clan. It is not very good to be looked down upon by others. He was about to refuse, but he was stopped by a voice from above his head.

"He is right. He does have this strength, so just do what he said."

Chang Hao looked over the sound and found that there was a beautiful girl beside Anna at some point. She was wearing a long velvet dress that was different from other tribesmen. Her clear eyes seemed to be spotless blue sky. She was petite and cute, but her tender face was filled with serious expressions that anyone could see.

But it was this girl's words that made the silver ash, who had just been angry, calm down almost instantly. Although he could see that he was reluctant, he still nodded to the girl.

"Who is she?" Chang Hao asked tentatively.

"She, Chuxue." Yinhui said concisely and waved his hand to let the nine bravest warriors in the clan enter the arena, including Amler.

Facing this girl named Chuxue, Chang Hao, who was not stingy with his smile, the girl had been scattered among the old antiques of the Snow Leopard tribe. She never spoke until the beginning. He thought he was the maid of the Snow Leopard tribe, but he didn't expect that he was the sister of the patriarch.

Chuxue smiled politely at Chang Hao.

At the same time, the most brave warriors of the ten Snow Leopard tribes had surrounded Chang Hao from all directions in the center of the arena. Each of them could not help but burst out murderous aura. The muscles broke their clothes, the fangs at the corners of their mouths grew wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and their heavy breathing was roaring like an old diesel engine.

"It turned out to be a crazier!" Anna exclaimed in surprise.

In the history of the Orc Kingdom war, it is indisputable that there are orcs who are trapped in a state of mortality who can enter a state of madness without the guidance of sacrificial war songs or war dances.

Anna has seen the drunken fist of the panda man. Strictly speaking, it cannot be considered an autonomous crazy, but can only be called a drunken state, because the panda man who enters drunken crazy can still maintain a considerable rationality and is still within the controllable range.

And the orcs who enter the madness will only become killing machines and will never stop.

Chang Hao faced a strong enemy, stepped on a semicircle, his hands were in front of his chest, and he posed in a position that no one had ever seen before.

That is the starting point of traditional Chinese martial arts.
Chapter completed!