Yang Yi's eyes were dazzled by the big white teeth, he restrained his mind and nodded towards the man as a sign of encouragement.
The tall man standing in the center of the crowd received it, his eyes burst into dazzling light, his spirits were high, and he was even more excited than before.
As a result, the people in the next group were beaten even worse, and they were carried off the stage before they could react.
This group already has some second-level fighters with good combat effectiveness, but they are still being crushed ruthlessly.
"Is there no end to this guy's power! Why is it getting stronger and stronger?"
The little monkey gritted his teeth, and his heart was very complicated, adoring and angry at the same time.
They grew up together and fought side by side, how could there be such a big gap!
Until now, Black Hunter has not used talents and weapons.
"The chief of our Xinghuo tribe should have such an ability!" Jing was very excited, already ready to move.
For this duel, he asked Yang Yi to make a spiked prosthetic for him. And it is guaranteed to be used only for this duel, and it will be worn after the arm is completely healed.
Jing's arm is actually almost healed, but Yang Yi is more cautious.
With previous experience, Jing's prosthesis was better than Feng's, and Jing quickly adapted to it.
The little monkey took it for granted, completely without the previous 'hate' emotion, and said proudly:
"Black Hunt will be the most powerful chief, and our Starfire tribe will also be the most powerful tribe!"
Waves of people were knocked down by Black Hunt, but he kept his composure. Only the thin sweat on his forehead proved that he had fought, which was in stark contrast to those who were knocked down.
Black Hunter didn't simply knock people down, but also took this opportunity to teach these people where their Achilles heel was.
Fighting is fast and accurate, Black Hunter is well versed in this, try not to let yourself consume too much energy in the entanglement.
Therefore, every time he hits the vital point directly, the movement is crisp and neat, and very precise.
Jing led the first batch of third-level fighters to the field, and everyone clearly felt the gap between fighters of different levels.
Black Hunter also obviously didn't knock them down as easily as before, and the state of the whole person was very different from before.
The scene of the duel is tense and beautiful, and it also gives a more intuitive understanding of Black Hunter's strength.
The third-level fighters have basically awakened their talents, and there will be many magical scenes on the field.
One side was set on fire, and there was another thunderstorm hiding on the other side. When the fire met the water, it turned into fog to cover the eyes, and sharp knives might emerge from somewhere.
There are attacks from all directions, and there is nowhere to escape. It is also necessary to prevent sneak attacks by people underground, so that everyone can't help but hold their breath.
However, Black Hunter was still able to dodge calmly in such a cooperative attack of cheats, without a trace of panic.
"His speed was incredible, I didn't see him move at all."
"How did Chi's knife get into his hand? Why did he snatch it away when I didn't see anything?"
"Let's not talk about you, I didn't even understand what was going on, and I was completely stunned by Dao Dao."
Black Hunt flashed somewhere like a ghost, disrupting the rhythm of this group of people, not only did not let those attacks hurt him, but also successfully lured them to attack their teammates.
"Be careful, don't hit me!"
"There he is...ah, wrong type."
Such voices kept coming and going, and the whole team soon became constrained by mistakes, and their tacit understanding and trust were gradually broken.
Black Hunter then defeated Jing, the soul of the team, so that he couldn't bring back everyone's rhythm.
Soon, a team gradually turned into a group of scattered people attacking indiscriminately, trying their best but aimlessly, and their combat effectiveness dropped to the lowest point.
Black Hunter smashed them one by one, knocking them down one by one.
This time, everyone saw the true horror of Black Hunt.
The fourth-level fighters are indeed powerful, but facing so many third-level fighters, it is not easy to win.
However, Black Hunt was still able to retreat completely, without being seriously injured, nor did he lose much physical strength.
This makes everyone understand that fighting is not about relying on one's own strength and weapons to fight hand-to-hand, but about tactics!
Under the guidance of Black Hunter, this group of people learned to cooperate, but they were still far behind.
"You bastard is getting more and more scary." Jing was carried off on a stretcher, feeling weak.
Hei Lie smiled proudly.
"Your progress is not small. Losing a hand doesn't make you lose your fighting spirit."
Black Hunt's victory drew cheers from everyone.
Their tribe has great strongmen!
Yang Yi suppressed the excitement of wanting to cheer and scream, seeing how Black Hunt rhythmically wiped out a powerful team, goose bumps arose all over his body.
The perfect assassin!
Not only is the value of force extremely high, but the most important thing is to have a brain.
In this wild area, a person with extremely high combat effectiveness can still remember to think, which is really a gifted person.
The second team of third-level fighters entered the battle, and they were also the ten strongest members of the tribe except Black Hunter.
The ten people had experience in dealing with the previous battles, and it took a long time to deal with Black Hunter before they were completely out.
Black Hunter, who had always been calm, was covered in blood at this time, and his innate skills were completely exposed.
Not fast, but jumping between points!
Such a miraculous talent is unheard of.
After a fierce battle, Black Hunter still didn't feel embarrassed, standing there upright with great momentum.
The blood on his body made him more eye-catching, his eyes sharper, standing there like an indestructible mountain.
The atmosphere of the whole scene was pushed to the highest point, everyone cheered in unison, and crowded in front of Black Hunter to express their admiration.
"The gods have blessed us with the bravest chieftain!"
"Nobody can beat us again! Nobody!"
"Black hunting, black hunting, black hunting!"
Everyone shouted Hei Lie's name loudly, and Hei Lie became the most dazzling star at this moment, radiating light among the crowd.
Yang Yi clenched his fists to suppress the excitement in his heart, and the unconscious smile on the corner of his mouth exposed his true emotions.
The burning eyes are the longing for the strong.
To be blessed by such a person, he no longer needs to make precise calculations for every step he takes.
Hei Lie accepted everyone's worship, raised his right hand high, and shouted in a loud and thick voice:
"A single spark can burn the entire wasteland! We are the most powerful spark tribe!"
"Spark tribe! Starfire tribe!"
Everyone's emotions were mobilized, cheering in unison, and the sound resounded through the sky.
They are the Starfire Tribe, a brand new tribe.
Hei Lie was overwhelmed by the stars, he pushed aside the crowd and walked in front of Yang Yi, knelt down on one knee, looking at Yang Yi sincerely and eagerly.
"Envoy of God, please let me be with you, and my life will be under your control from now on."
One sentence affirmed Yang Yi's identity and status, as long as there is a black hunter, everyone must respect the envoy.
The strength of the strong makes this sentence full of weight.
In addition to the old members of the Xinghuo tribe, there are also thousands of new members who have accepted Yang Yi's status as an envoy from the bottom of their hearts.
Yang Yi stretched out his hand, placed it on top of his head, and said in Chinese:
"May everything go smoothly for you from now on, and you will become stronger and stronger, and you will not waste the power of the brave."
Unfamiliar language and accent, sweet and special, full of mystery.
It makes people feel that such blessings will really be heard by the gods and will be bestowed upon them.
Yang Yi withdrew his hand, but he grabbed it halfway.
A strange warm current gradually rushed from the palm to the arms, and gradually to every corner of the body, the inside and outside of the body seemed to be soaked in a hot spring with a high temperature.
A little hot and a little weird, but bearable.
Yang Yi looked at Hei Lie, Hei Lie had a very serious expression, his eyes were as deep as a deep pool.
This is... the beginning, under the witness of all.
The people present felt their strangeness, and the audience was silent, not daring to make any noise, for fear of disturbing this sacred ceremony.
There was a faint light on the two of them, especially where the hands were held, the light was particularly dazzling.
The place where the palms met was getting hotter and hotter, as if they were going to burn someone.
Yang Yi couldn't bear to withdraw his hand, but was held tightly by Hei Lie, unable to move.
At this time, a gust of cool air slowly ran from the joint of the palms along the arms to the heart, and there was a sharp stab in the chest.
Immediately, all the abnormalities in the body disappeared instantly, returning to normal.
Yang Yi subconsciously touched his chest with the other hand, feeling that there would be something there.
It seems like something has changed, and it seems like nothing has changed.
Yang Yi looked at Black Hunter, was this a success
Hei Lie gently squeezed Yang Yi's hand: "The contract is reached, and we will be the closest people in this world from now on."
Hearing this sentence, every cell in Yang Yi's body relaxed, and he began to feel drowsy. Being surrounded by everyone's eyes can't offset this sleepiness.
He has never been in such a state since he came to this world, and Yang Yi subconsciously still dare not trust these people.
I can get enough sleep every day, but I always feel that my nerves have never been rested.
This feeling was not deep before, and I only reacted after I completely relaxed.
Hei Lie stood up from the ground, held his hand and led him to Yang Yi's tent, and picked Yang Yi up.
Yang Yi's head was dull, and he was put in the tent hanging in mid-air before he could react.
"Go to sleep." Hei Lie's voice was low and full of temptation, "I'm here."
Yang Yi glanced at him, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.