Chapter 134 Participating Teams

Everyone discussed eagerly and suddenly found that the old man had disappeared. However, others don't know, but Ling Xianger knows. She knew that the promise had once again robbed the old man's limelight, which was really too big, so he kept paying attention to the old man. When Ling Xianger heard the patriarch ask about the old man, Ling Xianger pointed to a corner of the hall with her slender, slender and pink fingers.

The patriarch Ba Li followed the direction pointed by Ling Xianger and found that the old man was squatting at the foot of the wall and didn't know what he was doing. Promise didn't look, because he already knew that the old man was there, and his eyes were now looking at Ling Xianger's fingers. I don't know when the promise has brought him great attraction to every part of Ling Xianger, every action, and even every expression, with a smile.

The patriarch of Ba Li quickly walked behind the old man and asked with concern, "Brave, what are you doing? Is there anything wrong with you?"

"Don't worry about me. I'm counting ants here. Anyway, I have nothing to do. You can ask that stinky boy." The old man said lightly, but the sourness in his words was full.

"How can I ignore you? You are our brave and the pride of our Ba people." The patriarch of Bali is like coaxing a child and constantly persuading the old man.

"Don't say anything. After this martial arts festival, we will have a new brave man." Although the old man was hit hard by the promise, he also understood the strength of the promise. He continued, "You can chat. I'll go back first." With that, the old man bowed his waist, hunched his back, and then walked away bleakly.

Ling Xianger saw that the old man's back was very desolate and a little unbearable. She couldn't help turning her head and said anx to Xu Jiaojiao, "Brother Xu, look at how you made Master like that."

"Ah, what's the matter?" The promise that was supposed to bow its head did not react until then, and asked strangely.

Only then did Ling Xianger find that the promise did not pay attention to the old man at all, and she lowered her head and looked at her hand, and the eyes of obsessiveness and appreciation were revealed.

"Brother Xu, I'm talking to you. What are you looking at? I'm talking to you. I see you make Master so angry. Ling Xianger whispered shyly. Because there are outsiders present now, she will be embarrassed.

However, even if Ling Xianger whispers again, how can the patriarch of Baal, as a brave man, not hear it? Ba Li (because he has many wives) jumped a few eyebrows at Promise and Ling Xianger, and then said, "A promise, your method is good. I'll think about it again, so that I can tell the warriors in our tribe to prepare them." After saying that, the patriarch Ba Li also left.

Only then did she realize that she knew about her 'peeping' Ling Xianger. Xu promised with a smile and said, "You said old man, it's okay. For him, this blow may be forgotten as soon as he turns around."

"Well, I ignore you. I'll go to see the master." With that, Ling Xianger walked out. In fact, she was embarrassed to stay in the hall with Xu Promise, because the eyes of the patriarch Ba Li were simply too straightforward.

"Wait for me, I'll go with you." As promised, he followed him out.

However, when Promise and Ling Xianger walked for a while, they saw the old man walking slowly in front of him. Since the Atan people have gone to live by the river, the Ba people have nothing to watch, and then... the old man is once again respected by the Ba people. I don't know why, the old man walked very slowly and greeted the clan from time to time, as if he was deliberately waiting for the promise and Ling Xianger.

Sure enough, when the old man saw Xu Yu and Ling Xianger coming over, he immediately became chic, which was infinitely beautiful. The blow he suffered from the promise was quickly comforted and greatly comforted in front of the clan.

"Look, I said the old man will be fine." Promise said to Ling Xianger in a low voice. Ling Xianger was really helpless. It turned out that her worries were superfluous.

Not to mention how the old man saved his face in front of the promise, nor how the old man was at that time, nor did he care about the promise to ignore the old man. In order to speed up the plot, directly focus on the martial arts festival.

In the next few days, the warriors of all ethnic groups came to the Ba tribes one after another. There are not many people from all ethnic groups, and they are all warriors participating in the competition. Even the Yuwang clan, one of the three major tribes, has not come to more than 20 warriors.

But what the head of Ba'er is worth paying attention to is that the Atan seems to really want to do something this time, but they are in the name of participating in the competition. There are almost 200 Atan warriors who came to participate in the competition this time, not including those ordinary people.

However, fortunately, the patriarch Ba Li had stored a large amount of dried meat and noodles before, which did not lead to too many people and was in a hurry. In addition to the Atan, warriors of all other races live in houses arranged by the Ba people, which is also a rule that has not been famous.

Another noteworthy thing is that the warriors of the Atan were divided into several batches. If the patriarch had not prepared in advance and guessed from the amount of food they needed, they would not have found the Atan's tricks. And in this way, the Atan people's want to cover up behavior is even more suspicious.

But the patriarch of Ba Li has promised to negotiate, that is, before the martial arts competition, he will not care about the Atan people and pretend to be defenseless and let them play drums in the camp they built. However, the patriarch of Ba Li only consulted the promise, but did not ask the old man to vent his behavior, which once again aroused the old man's dissatisfaction. He almost rushed to Baal's house and then argued with him. Finally, Ling Xianger came out to coax the old man.

The night before the Fighting Martial Arts Festival, in the valley of the old man, on the high roof specially built by Xuyi, against the moonlight, there were three shadows side by side. Why three, not two, because there is an old man, a big light bulb of 3250 watts. Moreover, the old man came up with a good reason to discuss with the promise how to deal with the Atan people.

Because the game is completely decided by drawing lots, the rules of the game are very simple, two duels, and then the winner advances and the loser is eliminated. You only have one chance. Only if you keep winning will you win the title of the last brave. This is where the barbarians in the north are very direct and a little unconsidered.

The three people on the roof are standing. Looking from afar, they can also faintly see the bonfire of the Atan people by the river. Of course, the old man can find them, and the Atan people can also find the valley where the old man lives, but because Buck patrolled some warriors in the clan, they dare not come to the valley blatantly. Anyway, this is the territory of the Ba people. Even the arrogant Atan people dare not At this time, there is a head-on confrontation. Although the Atan people came to 200 elite warriors in the clan this time, the Ba people, as one of the three major tribes, are not so easy to provoke.

"I promise, there are a lot of Atan people coming this time. Do you have confidence?" The old man looked at the bonfire in the distance and suddenly asked. The old man did not ask Ling Xianger, but asked the promise. He obviously forgot the heroic words two years ago. Even if he didn't forget, he would pretend not to remember. Because the old man knew that Ling Xianger could not beat the promise.

"You're asking nonsense." Promise said angrily, and didn't even look at the old man.

"Ha ha, you are still so confident, so what are you going to do?" The old man didn't care about the tone of the promise. He was asking nonsense. Anyway, he was rude to 'revenge' the promise to steal his limelight. Even after a few days, the old man still remembers it, because he has been disturbing Promise and Ling Xianger for a few days.

"One, one, two, one pair." Promise said carelessly, and then lay down and looked at the moon in the sky.

"Yes, those Atan guys are so abominable that they should teach them a fierce lesson." The old man said with fierce eyes.

"Some guys who disturb other people's good deeds are even more abominable." Promise said strangely. This sentence choked the old man and turned Ling Xianger's face red.

The quiet night seems to contain murder, but the roof is full of sour taste. Of course, there is also an old man who is extremely arrogant.