Darobi was surprised and happy to see this. He never expected that this stupid son would have such courage! That was a power he had seen on the battlefield and dreamed of but could not have. He couldn't help but feel proud, so he simply refused to leave. He set off a signal fireworks and ordered, "My son has such courage, why should he escape in a panic for his father? It depends on how you kill the enemy."

"If I get beaten to death, my father will not be able to escape."

"Nonsense! You have an invulnerable body of Vajra, who can kill you!"

"Oh." Shaoyuan said as he tried his best to smash the Zheng army's impact. Darobi looked anxious and said angrily, "Don't just push the enemy, kill people, kill them!"

"Oh." Shaoyuan took two iron spears, pushed down the enemy, and stabbed the gun. Later, he found that it was too slow, so he simply used the gun to penetrate a string of Zheng Jun's body at one time, then jumped up and kicked the enemy troops strung together, kicking all the enemy troops stranded on the iron spear. He was guarding the entrance of the gorge alone, and the Zheng Jun outside had no choice.

A martial artist took off his armor and used his light skills to fly over his head, but before he could pass, he was stabbed to death by a shot in the air, and then smashed it to hurt others. "Father, these Zheng soldiers are not in strength."

Darobi laughed loudly, very proud. "That's my son's courage!"

"No, my master said that the martial arts taught me are the most useless in Beiling Mountain. He is also the most useless in Beiling Mountain. How could it be so powerful?"

"My son doesn't understand. The more powerful a person is, the more humble he likes to be modest. The more humble he is, the more moving he is when he takes action. He said it is the most useless, but in fact it is the most powerful. Otherwise, how could my son be so brave?"

"Oh. I always thought I was incompetent. It turned out that my master lied to me." Shao Yuan was working hard. The combined force of dozens and hundreds of people made him feel that there was no pressure. He pushed back with force and all of them fell down. There was no difference between hitting him with swords, guns and arrows, and tickling him. After defending the formation, he felt that killing was boring.

"Father, let's go back slowly. I feel bored if these Zheng Juns don't have the strength."

"Hahaha... OK, my son said it well. But there is no hurry to go back. My son just kills him. My father must let Zheng Jun know about my son's courage! Just kill him as much as possible, and reward you whatever he wants after he goes back!"

"I want a woman."

"All many are rewarded for the father!"

"I also want the whole roasted lamb that my father gave to my mother that year, which was very delicious. My mother said that it was a special gift from my father and not every child could eat it."

Darobi was so sad that he almost burst into tears when he heard this. He remembered Shaoyuan's biological mother, although she was ugly, she was indeed loyal to him. She treated him so coldly back then, and kept saying good things when she raised Shaoyuan. What a special gift is roasting whole lamb, but they didn't even get the treatment they had to wait back then.

"After returning, my father asked my son Shaoyuan to be Robi to eat roasted sheep every day. Kill an enemy soldier and reward you with a fat sheep!"

Shaoyuan killed Zheng Jun while counting. "One roasted whole lamb, two roasted whole lamb, and three roasted whole lamb..."

Da Robi didn't think he was stupid at this time, and laughed happily and said, "Okay! Zheng Jun is like a sheep in my son's eyes!"

"Father, I forgot to count as soon as you speak."

“Eighty-three.”

"Eighty-four roasted whole lamb..." Shaoyuan continued to count.

When the Black Wolf Army arrived, the guards were eager to guard Darobi, but they were all pushed down by him. "I have a son Shaoyuan. How can these weak Zheng army as weak as sheep hurt me at all! You are here just in time, take a look at what is the bravery. My son Shaoyuan is the bravery of the enemy of ten thousand people!"

Those who arrived were surprised to see Shaoyuan pushing down more than a hundred Zheng troops alone, killing six Zheng troops with one shot, and entering and leaving effortlessly. Unexpectedly, this stupid son of Dalubi was so brave that he was so brave that he bowed and shouted.

"Darobi is protected by the gods and has obtained this brave tiger son of all enemies. It is a blessing for my Black Wolf Clan!"

Darobi was extremely happy and laughed loudly.

Seeing that the shield of Shaoyuan could not be defeated, the enemy's support arrived again, he hurriedly withdrew his troops. Darobi ordered the pursuit, and he did not order the withdrawal until the Zheng army was chased into the city gate.

When he returned to the camp, he saw the escaped son and asked someone to drive him out. When his son panicked and cried and asked what crime he had committed, Da Luobi glared at him and slapped the table and scolded him, "You don't eat the tiger's poison. Although you abandon me on the battlefield today, I can't kill you. But don't let me see you again from now on! Otherwise, I can tolerate you, and the warriors of this clan cannot tolerate you! Get out of here!"

Someone dragged his unfilial son out of the tent.

Darobi pointed to several martial artists in the tent and said, "You guys, in the past, only knew what moves were compared with my son Shaoyuan. I was not learning skills, which made me think Shaoyuan really useless. What was the result? The result was that you were not good at cultivation and didn't know how powerful my son was! Shaoyuan, go down and let them see your Vajra body."

"oh."

Shaoyuan agreed to stand down. An instant martial artist bowed and clasped his fists, and said a voice was about to come out.

A palm hit Shaoyuan's chest. Da Luobi thought that the man dared not dare to do his best in his first palm, and sneered, "You just have to do your best."

The martial artist offended the voice and used all his strength to hit Shaoyuan's chest. Seeing that he was still moving, he reminded him worriedly, "This is the internal palm power. Does the prince feel something strange in his body?"

"It hurts a little." Shaoyuan answered truthfully.

"It's a skill to be able to beat my son." Darobi looked down on him.

The martial artist said angrily, "Since that's the case, please give me a hand and I'm willing to experience the prince's courage."

Shao Yuan yelled and slapped it straight out with his palm. The martial artist immediately threw his body away by a huge force when he hit the palm, crashed into the big tent, and flew seven or eight feet away before falling to the ground, and his life was gone.

Shaoyuan looked back at Darobi and explained, "Father, I only used seven points of force, it was him who did not fight."

Darobi doesn’t care about killing a martial artist from outside. At this moment, Shao Yuan is more powerful than these martial artists combined!

"Did you see it? Did you see it? This is my son Shaoyuan! From today on, he is the tiger tribe Robi, and he will be awarded twenty beauties, and he will be given golden swords and golden arrows, a blood-sweat BMW, 367 fat sheep, and 100 fat cows. He will also give him my pair of golden armor!"

Everyone congratulated each other, but Shaoyuan stood still and didn't know how to thank him. Someone couldn't help but remind him. Darobi smiled and said, "What are you grateful for? I have a deep affection with Shaoyuan, why do you need to thank me? Shaoyuan, when we go back triumphantly, we will go to worship your mother together. I did visit her too few in the past. Alas - she gave birth to a good son for me!"

After Darobi said that, he called Shaoyuan to him and looked at his appearance carefully. The more he looked at him, the more he felt liked him. He pointed to Shaoyuan's face and asked everyone in the account, "How ugly is my son Shaoyuan? You always criticized him privately in the past. This big nose is not the same as me, and this face is as dark as when I was young. How ugly is it!"

"Prince Shaoyuan is brave and powerful, and has a handsome appearance. We all see it..."

"That's right, that's it. Only the daughter of the True Tribe Robi is worthy of my son Shaoyuan. Yes, come and go to the True Tribe to propose marriage."

Immediately someone answered the order to do it.

Shaoyuan asked who the woman was. Darobi remembered that he had seen him, so he talked about the situation when the True Clan came to visit the Black Wolf Clan. Shaoyuan remembered it and asked Darobi again, "Father, is it the one wearing white clothes, with bulging breasts or the one wearing red clothes and long legs?"

"Which one I like?"

Shaoyuan thought for a while and replied, "Everyone likes both, I want to touch my long legs, and I want to rub my breasts even if I want to rub it."
Chapter completed!