After hearing Wang Laoer's words, Fatty Ge's eyes flashed, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he said with a smirk.
"Only you can kill Bao Fu? Even if my brother can kill Bao Fu, you can't kill Bao Fu!"
"You mean he's better than me?"
Wang Laoer pointed at Li Mo angrily and said. He has been the second elder of the Fengxun tribe for so many years, and Fatty Ge says he can't compare to a young boy? Then Wang Laoer said angrily
"Okay! I'll challenge him! I'll see if he comes to my tribe to eat and drink!"
"It's done!"
Fatty Ge's eyes lit up and he shouted excitedly. Fatty Ge could say that just now, didn't he just let Wang Laoer challenge Li Mo. Having witnessed Li Mo's actions, even though Fatty Ge did not see Li Mo kill Bao Wutian with his own eyes, Fatty Ge was convinced that Li Mo killed Bao Wutian.
So Fatty Ge thought, since this Wang Lao Er was against him every day, it would be a good idea to use Li Mo's help to punish this Wang Lao Er.
"Okay, hahaha, then let's go out and watch the duel between the two..."
The clan leader, Ge Yuanshan, also wanted to see Li Mo's strength, and then burst into laughter.
"Okay, we also want to see how this little brother killed Bao Wutian."
"yes."
“…”
Other elders also responded one after another. After all, the Fengxun tribe and the Shadow Leopard tribe both advocated force. Immediately everyone looked at Li Mo. After all, whether this competition can take place requires the consent of the person involved, Li Mo.
Li Mo took a bite of barbecue, wiped his hands with the animal skin on the table, and said cheerfully
"Okay! I accept the challenge."
Only by showing enough strength can the Fengxun tribe be more favored. Li Mo also wants to follow the Fengxun tribe and check and balance the Shadow Leopard tribe. After all, with the Feng Xun Tribe's restraints, the Shadow Leopard Tribe cannot search the mountains on a large scale. And with Grandpa and his friends' knowledge of the mountain over the years, as long as the Shadow Leopard tribe doesn't carefully search the mountain inch by inch, they will never be able to find Grandpa and the others.
Unable to do anything in this crowded room, Li Mo and Wang Laoer walked outside the house together. Others in the room also gave up eating and drinking, and went out to watch the competition.
After all, Wang Laoer is the dignified second elder in their Fengxun tribe, and he is also very powerful in the tribe.
There was an open space outside Ge Yuanshan's house. Several people gathered around and looked at Li Mo and Wang Laoer in the center.
"Boy, I won't hold back. If I want to blame you, I blame you for getting too close to Fatty Ge!"
Wang Laoer said to Li Mo gloomily, his voice fell. Wang Laoer rushed towards Li Mo. At the same time, a long knife made of fine iron appeared in Wang Laoer's hand.
I don’t know if there is anyone in the Fengxun tribe like the well-informed Eleventh Elder of the Shadow Leopard tribe, so Li Mo didn’t dare to show his balls anymore. Li Mo patted the storage bag on his waist, and the crutch of the eleventh elder of the Shadow Leopard Tribe suddenly appeared in Li Mo's hand.
This crutch is also made of fine iron and is very hard. Pieces of spiritual energy appeared in Li Mo's hands, wrapping the crutches and facing the long knife.
"Dang! Dang! Dang..."
Clear crashing sounds kept coming, even though Li Mo's cultivation level was not as good as that of Wang Laoer. But Li Mo's spiritual energy is no less powerful than the spiritual energy in Wang Laoer's body, coupled with Li Mo's many years of combat experience. This made Li Mo not suffer at all against Wang Laoer. That day in the jungle, Li Mo was one against three. If Li Mo had faced Bao Wutian one-on-one, how would he have been hurt
"Damn it!"
The tribesmen were all watching around. The stalemate between him and this young boy really made Wang Laoer feel that he had lost face. So as Wang Laoer cursed, Wang Laoer suddenly took a step back, and the long knife in his hand was thrown aside by Wang Laoer.
"Wind-trained wolf roars!"
Hearing Wang Laoer's loud shout, Wang Laoer's hands kept changing in the air. And behind Wang Laoer, the shadow of a white wolf also appeared. It was the totem of their Feng Xun tribe, the Feng Xun Wolf!
This white wolf's hair is as thick as snow, and its temperament is like ice. A pair of cold and ruthless eyes looked condescendingly at Li Mo, as if one word could determine life or death!
"Wang Lao Er! How shameless are you! Fighting against an eighteen-year-old boy and using this wind training wolf howl!"
Seeing Wang Laoer's actions, Fatty Ge in the distance couldn't help but cursed angrily. The Fengxun tribe and the Shadow Leopard tribe have many techniques, which are divided into high-level to low-level. But this Wind Training Wolf Howl is undoubtedly the most powerful among all advanced techniques. So when Wang Laoer used this most powerful technique, Fatty Ge was a little angry.
"Ouch!"
Of course Wang Laoer, who was fighting, had no intention of talking to Fatty Ge, and Wang Laoer knew that even if he talked to Fatty Ge, he couldn't scold Fatty Ge. I saw Wang Laoer's hands swiping in his mouth, and the phantom of a white wolf head appeared in Wang Laoer's hands. Wang Laoer's upper palm is like the upper jaw of a wolf's head, and the lower palm is the lower jaw of a wolf's head. As Wang Laoer opened and closed, a wolf roar came.
Wang Laoer's figure also rushed towards Li Mo, and the wolf's open head seemed to bite Li Mo with a bloody mouth.
"Shadow Leopard Whip!"
Here, Li Mo shouted loudly. Li Mo's figure moved backward, then Li Mo touched the ground with two hands and one foot, and raised the other leg high. The aura wrapped around Li Mo's legs gradually turned cyan, like the tail of a shadow leopard.
"The Shadow Leopard Whip of the Shadow Leopard Tribe!"
“…”
Seeing Li Mo using the Shadow Leopard Whip, several elders of the Fengxun Tribe said in surprise, looking at Li Mo with a hint of hostility in their eyes. The Fengxun tribe and the Shadow Leopard tribe are separated from each other, and there is constant friction between them, so of course the people of the Fengxun tribe can recognize the Shadow Leopard tribe's skills at a glance. And Li Mo, who can use the Shadow Leopard Utensil, is also regarded as a member of the Shadow Leopard Tribe.
Ge Yuanshan looked at Li Mo carefully, finally shook his head and said
"This Li Mo should not be a spy of the Shadow Leopard Tribe. Li Mo's Shadow Leopard Whip is stylish, but unintentionally, it has not received the true inheritance of the Shadow Leopard Tribe..."
What Ge Yuanshan meant was naturally the totem of the Shadow Leopard Tribe, and there was no totem of the Shadow Leopard Tribe. Li Mo used the Shadow Leopard Whip, and there was no shadow of the Shadow Leopard behind him. The attack power of such a Shadow Leopard Whip is bound to be weaker.
Let's talk about the battle that was surrounded by everyone. At this moment, the wolf heads transformed into Wang Laoer's hands had already rushed towards Li Mo. The sharp fangs seemed to be able to bite through everything in the world, but Wang Laoer didn't hold back at all against Li Mo. If Li Mo is not strong enough, he will definitely fall under this wolf's head.
"Whoosh!"
Li Mo raised his leg very fast, swinging it like a shadow leopard's tail, and collided hard with the wolf's head.
(End of chapter)