Chapter 34 Become a Warrior

White teeth clenched his teeth, and his face under the mask trembled slightly. He wanted to perform well in front of the masked girl on the high platform and teach this ignorant boy a lesson, but now he has lost face. After such a long battle, he still hasn't won or lost. For a moment, he transferred all his anger to Mu Chen's body and become **'S murderousness and hatred.

For Baiya's behavior, Mu Chen's tired face showed a sunny smile, regardless of the angry person opposite him, and turned his head: "Then am I passed?"

The old man who had not spoken moved slightly with wrinkles on his face, and his eyes, which had been wandering, finally condensed to a point. Looking at the shortlisted young man, he was also a little shocked: "This is the young man who was sucked into the lost space but came out safely. Such a fourth-class man is really extraordinary, and can be true with the fifth class. Baiya has been fighting for so long and doesn't show defeat. Anyway, it's a little too mysterious.

"Cough..." After the old man coughed a few times, the noisy field became extremely quiet for a while. Everyone was waiting for what the old man would say next, which also reflected the absolute position of the old man in the tribe. Even the five tribal warriors were respectful at this time and did not dare to make a sound.

"The selection of tribal warriors can be ended. Obviously, the young man who fought with Baiya deserves the title of this warrior." The old man spoke at a low volume, but his words were sonorous and powerful that he could not see the weakness caused by his age. This is the momentum of the strong.

Everyone is excited about the battle and the current results. Only Baiya stood there clenched and gritted his teeth. As a tribal warrior, although he is bloodthirsty, his arrogant personality is his biggest characteristic. Today, he has never won the battle with a regional tribal warrior, and he is young. This It is a great shame for White Tooth, who has always been called a genius, but on such an occasion, he can only swallow his anger.

Mu Chen was calm and bowed to the old man with a smile: "Thank you, senior. It's just a fluke today." He is modest, but the worst present is also a first-class master of the real world. Who can't see that Mu Chen's strength can be comparable to Baiya, even among tribal warriors.

The old man's wrinkled hand slowly reached into his arms and looked at the old man's appearance. If ordinary people don't even know where the ashes are, they look at the old man's breath, there is a strange calmness, as if everything is difficult to make a big change in his face. After such a long understanding, Mu Chen finally understands that Why does this inconspicuous tribe survive in the mountain of poisons? It's so mysterious here.

The palm of his hand was slowly taken out of his arms, and at this time, there was an additional mask in his hand, the same mask as other tribal warriors. The old man held the mask in his hand. Suddenly, with a force on his wrist, the mask was suddenly thrown out, just by the strength of his wrist, and even his arm did not move at all.

The mask flew to Mu Chen with the sound of breaking the sky. The latter couldn't help but be shocked to see what was flying on his face. Although this was not a hidden weapon move, the force contained in it could not allow him to despise it at all. He stared at the mask closely and stood with his legs apart. He was as nervous about the small mask flying towards the enemy.

"Bum!!"

Mu Chen caught the mask with both hands, and his feet fell deep into the ground. The blue veins on his arms were raised for a moment. A sharp pain came to his mind from his hands, followed by the paralysis of the whole arm. The strength was so strong that the whole arm even lost the ability to tremble for a moment.

Although it is extremely difficult to catch the mask, it is indeed very easy for others. The speed of throwing the mask is not very fast, and there is no real spirit around it, but how many people can see the force in it.

For five seconds, Mu Chen grabbed the mask for five seconds, his feet were still standing firmly on the ground, his face was still solemn, and his arms were still in an exaggerated posture.

"Dou!!!"

Suddenly, countless cracks appeared on the ground around Mu Chen in an instant. Then, the gravel exploded from the inside for a moment. With Mu Chen as the center, the surrounding ground burst. Everyone looked at this scene stupidly. Most of them did not know what happened to Mu Chen so that such a scene appeared.

After the ground burst, Mu Chen, who frowned, finally sighed. Although the sourness in his arms was severe, it gradually slowed down, and the newly stiff body became as relaxed as a burden; carefully looking at the mysterious mask in his hand, this is the standard representing the highest glory of this mysterious tribe. .

"Haha, I can catch my mask. Sure enough, I'm not an ordinary junior. Such strength is enough to serve as a tribal warrior." The old man's wrinkled hands gently stroked his beard, and his sharp eyes narrowed into crescents and nodded slowly.

"I'm flattered." Mu Chen's sore arms clenched his fists, and Mu Chen was also depressed. The strength just now was not small. Obviously, he wanted to give himself a majesty, but although the intention was obvious, the effect was effective. Mu Chen couldn't help reconfirming the strength of the master of the spiritual realm.

"Kid, put on your mask and you six tribal warriors come with me." After the old man finished speaking, his body slowly floated in the air, and his feet easily broke off the ground.

Everyone was amazed when they saw such a scene. After all, spiritual masters are not something that can be seen, but also rarely seen real masters of spiritual realm flying in the air.

The old man was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, he flew out of the stone gate and flew to another part of the forest. It seemed that he had no intention of waiting for Mu Chen and other tribal soldiers.

Mu Chen just put on his mask and looked up again and found that all the tribal soldiers had left here. Mu Chen also hurried to catch up. If he didn't catch up, he would be difficult to find the old man.

The whole forest was full of a peaceful atmosphere, and the sunlight shining into the forest through the strong fog turned into a warm white, as if the clouds in the sky scattered into silk and fell into the not-large forest.

I don't know why the fog in the forest gradually became stronger, and his sight became small and pitiful. Mu Chen followed everyone's footsteps after wearing a mask. He had a little headache at this time because he did not have a strong sense of direction. He had no choice but to integrate lavender into his eyes, and the scope that was originally narrowed a lot suddenly became as if it was within reachable. This moment saw through The feeling of cutting is absolutely incomparable to others, and the figure in front of him can also be seen clearly under Mu Chen's purple pupils.

In the woods, under the leadership of an old man, six masked young men followed him and struggled to shuttle through the forest. Some beasts in the forest couldn't help running away from them. Even if they were not smart, they could still distinguish that these people were dangerous. In.

He went down so fast. Finally, the old man's body stood up. Behind his hands, his whole body was suspended in the air. Looking at the people who came first, he couldn't help nodding with satisfaction.

Mu Chen was the last one to arrive. After stopping, his first feeling was "disa mess". There were gravel weeds everywhere. I really don't understand why this old man took everyone to such a place.

The old man slowly fell from the air with a slightly serious face: "I believe everyone has remembered the way. Now you can go back. Be sure to come here tomorrow night."

After hearing the old man's words, everyone's faces showed puzzles and doubts for a moment. Inexplicably, everyone brought them here, but they didn't care too much. After all, no one in the old man's status and prestige can compare with him in the tribe. It has always been that what he said to everyone in the tribe. There is no need to ask why. As long as you try your best to complete it, there will be no mistakes. This is the strongest person in the whole tribe, the highest person, the chief of the spiritual tribe, and the real leader of this mysterious tribe.

Everyone left one after another, and Mu Chen was about to leave.

"Mu Chen, you stay first." The old man's voice does not have the air of the tribal leader, but more like a teacher teaching his proudest son.

The latter also stopped curiously, held his fists and bowed slightly: "I don't know what the patriarch asked me to do. I will do my best." Mu Chen's impression of the old man was not bad, and he was also very polite when he spoke.