On the road, the three people were walking and chatting. Guan Heng asked at this time: Brother Zhao, we are actually going to the Angshan tribe to find people. As for the beast martial arts conference, we have never heard of it. Please tell us about it.

tell how

Oh, that's it. After listening to Guan Heng's words, Zhao Er nodded slightly: Well, if you don't mind my wordiness, then I'll talk it over.

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 surnamed 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 was extremely prosperous.

Later, the four major surnames that made up the Angshan tribe, including the Guding, Mengbai and other 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 hundreds of years of history, they are still thousands of miles away.

There are powerful tribes that can be counted within ten miles.

The descendants of the four surnames of Aung San were impressed by the great achievements of the beast generals, so every three years, they recruited strong and capable people from all over the country who could control monsters and beasts to come and participate in the beast martial arts conference, so as to 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 patriarch.

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: If you want to follow my advice, you might as well try your luck at this beast martial arts conference. The prizes this time are huge. The first place will not only get hundreds of shells, but also can propose

Any wish that the three Angshan tribes can achieve will be fulfilled 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.

Na.

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 elephant snake 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.

Beat, beat this brat to death. A arrogant voice shouted: Ding Wei, you brat, your father Ding Ba is dead. Humph, he simply won the competition by cheating.

My dad, Ding Ba is a despicable and shameless bastard.

Following this man's roar, several of his companions punched and kicked him, causing a young boy to roll on the spot and scream in pain. Despite this, the young man with his face covered in blood still shouted loudly

:Bai Qi, you are talking nonsense. My father is a good person, but your father is the bad guy. It is because of him that my father was sent to escort the one-horned demon elephant. Woo hoo hoo.

You bastard, you still dare to talk nonsense

The guy who ordered the beating was a burly little man of fifteen or sixteen years old. At this time, he was snatched away by the other party. He suddenly became a little angry, so he continued to shout: Hit him, hit him, I will take his life. Anyway, there is only a widow in their family.

Mom, I don’t have anyone to support me anymore. Beat me to death.

Stop it. At this moment, Guan Heng had already rushed over with a single lunge. He shouted loudly: Using the masses to bully the few, you still have no shame?

Who cares about meddling in other people’s business? The little fat man named Bai Qi put his hands on his hips and yelled arrogantly: My father is the elder Bai of the Aungshan tribe, be careful he takes care of you.

Without even raising his eyelids, Pa Guan Heng waved his hand and gave the little fat man a slap in the face. He made the fat man spin around three times and was stunned for a moment.

Humph, it’s useless even if your father worships the country and the Communist Party. If I see you bullying people, it won’t work. Guan Heng glared at this moment, and his whole body suddenly exuded a fierce aura that had been battle-tested. He roared: This is a noisy matter.

I really have control over it

Guan Heng uttered a stern threat, and the group of half-grown men who were frightened and beaten immediately took a few steps back. The little fat man Bai Qi wanted to say something, but suddenly looked up and saw Tun Gui, who was looking at him with narrowed eyes.

Tiger, he immediately swallowed back the harsh words he was about to say.

Oh my God, run quickly. I don’t know who shouted first, and these 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 Hengruotao: These boys are probably the young masters of the elders of the Angshan tribe. You should be careful. I will go home first. Farewell.

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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 dusted 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 say about your father, is he called Ding Ba?

The red-qi strongman 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. I'm right, right?

Big 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.

Guan Heng's decisive arrogance in death 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 quietly walked to Guan Heng's side and said: Master, 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.

It's 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, come to me and you

Come home, I have something to tell your mother.
Chapter completed!