Chapter 4 Competition

"Do you want to join the hunting team?" Rock Hammer, the first warrior of the Crazy Hammer tribe, stared and asked with a strange expression.

"That's right!" Leon nodded: "I want to hunt with you."

After a few days of getting along and observing, Leon found that the situation of the Crazy Hammer tribe was quite difficult. Although the hunting team composed of tribal soldiers went out to hunt every day, they did not gain much, and some teams even returned empty-handed.

There are more than 300 members of the Crazy Hammer Tribe, most of whom are old people, women and children. There are only about 70 adult men. Usually, some stay in the camp and some go out to hunt.

Although the elderly and women often go out to collect wild vegetables and wild fruits, their harvest is far from meeting the needs of the whole tribe, and most of the food sources have to rely on hunting teams.

This is the reason why most of the mad hammer tribe are malnourished. Even the tribal soldiers can't eat, and only the rock hammer, which is the core combat force, and the shamanstein elders of the tribe, can barely guarantee sufficient supply.

Leon also inadvertently learned that the meat porridge he ate every day was originally only used to supply the Elder Monstein. The grain rice cooked with the skin of the human race was exchanged for the merchants of the human race, which was the most precious food in the tribe.

And Elder Monstein has been eating wild vegetables and gnawing bones with ordinary people these days.

When Leon understood all this, he could no longer sit and enjoy the food cooked by Aunt Bear every day. It was a shame for him to eat and drink for nothing.

"Did the elder agree?" Rock Hammer asked again.

"Of course!" Leon stared at him: "I don't want to eat and drink for nothing. I can hunt for food like you!"

In the orc tribe, there are two leaders of the tribe, one is the highest shaman, the other is the most powerful warrior or warrior, the former is the spiritual leader and internal manager of the tribe, and the latter holds the force of the tribe.

The Crazy Hammer Tribe used to be a large tribe. At its most glorious time, it had tens of thousands of clans, more than a dozen shamans and hundreds of beast soul warriors. However, with the continuous rise of the southern elves, the orcs were repeatedly suppressed and violated, and the territory continued to shrink and migrate to the north to avoid concessions.

In this process, the mad hammer tribe suffered a heavy blow. Almost all the shamans and warriors in the tribe were killed in battle. Up to now, they have become a small tribe on the verge of extinction, leaving only the last shaman, and the beast soul warrior is a total.

What's more serious is that the Hammer tribe is still facing the threat of the enemy, and a goglin tribe is searching for them in the forest.

The goblans are the vassals of the elves, the most loyal lackeys, and they are also the vanguards in dealing with orcs. They often attack orc tribes, kill old people and children, take away adult orcs as slaves and even sell them to others.

It is not an exaggeration to describe the mad hammer tribe as an internal and diplomatic dilemma. It is like a boat in the ocean, which may capsize at any time.

But Leon did not leave the boat to find another safe place. Although the Crazy Hammer tribe was weak, it not only saved Leon, but also accepted Leon with warm arms, allowing Leon to survive in this dangerous and strange world.

So he is determined to be with the Hammer tribe. Participating in hunting is only the first step. When the enemy attacks, he will also pull out the tiger bayonet to fight with the tribal warriors, even if he pays his life!

A real man must do something if he doesn't do something!

"It's okay to participate in hunting, but I want to try your strength first. As the leader of the hunting team, I need to know the strength of each team member." The rock hammer smiled and showed its white teeth.

"Good!"

Leon agreed, took off his coat and stood in the small square.

He also wants to compete with the rock hammer to see what level his strength is in this world.

The melee force of the orcs includes two categories: barbarian warriors and beast soul warriors. Barbarian warriors belong to low-end force, which is divided into six levels of refining body, refining body first-level stone skin, second-level rock muscle, third-level strong tendons, fourth-level iron bones, fifth-level giant force and sixth-level condensed soul.

And the strength of the rock hammer is level four, which is the strongest barbarian warrior in the mad hammer tribe.

Since he accidentally crossed here, Leon has found that his physique is far more burly than before, and his strength has soared a lot. He tried it secretly and found that he could easily lift hundreds of pounds of stones, which was unimaginable before.

The rock hammer untied the tomahawk tied to its back, walked to the opposite side of Leon, and stood about ten meters away from him.

The soldiers of the hunting team spontaneously gathered around. The funny bear children found that there was something to see, and they cheered and ran over, adding a lot of noise to this small game.

The rock hammer spit on his hairy palms, rubbed it hard, squatted down slightly and leaned forward, and put on a fighting posture.

The first warrior of the crazy hammer tribe stared straight at Leon, his eyes became sharp and fierce, and an invisible momentum emanated from him.

Leon was secretly shocked. This rock hammer was really unusual. I really didn't know how powerful the warriors and warriors who were far more powerful than him were.

"Come on!" Leon opened his arms, and under the force, the muscles on his body bulged, and the veins beat under the skin.

"Hey!"

Rock Hammer didn't say a word of nonsense, and suddenly rushed to Leon with a burst of shouts!

His attack strength was very fierce, and his speed was like a hungry tiger ploping on him. His strong body actually brought a whistling wind and rushed to Leon in the blink of an eye.

Pang!

Leon did not dodge the rock hammer and rushed up to the other party. The two human-shaped beasts made a dull roar under the collision with all their strength, making the tribal soldiers around them exclaim.

No one stepped back. Leon's arms hugged the chest and abdomen of the rock hammer, and the palms of the rock hammer wrapped around Leon's waist.

The two of them exerted their strength almost at the same time. Leon's face turned red, and he had enough strength to twist the rock hammer to the ground.

But he obviously underestimated the power of the rock hammer. Instead of achieving the goal, he was raised by the rock hammer!

Damn it! Leon, who had his feet off the ground, found that something was not good. He immediately loosened his arms and curled up his legs. After stepping on the body of the rock hammer, he suddenly kicked it.

This move was beyond the expectation of the rock hammer. He stepped back several steps in a row, and Leon took the opportunity to get rid of the control of the other party.

"Okay!" The rock hammer gave a thumbs up to Leon, and this gesture of admiration is also applicable in this world.

As soon as the two sides separated, they immediately bumped into each other again, and the competition had just begun!

Leon found that the strength of the rock hammer was still above him, especially the copper and iron bones. He hit it hard with one punch, which was not much different from tickling the other party. If the punch of the rock hammer hit him, it would be absolutely uncomfortable.

Fist to the flesh, muffled like thunder. The fierce battle between the two made the blood of the tribal soldiers boil, and the cheers came one after another.

After several rounds of battle, Leon also saw the biggest weakness of the rock hammer. He had more strength but not enough skills. He went straight and was not good at using his legs and feet to attack, which was far weaker than Leon's self-taught fighting skills in the army.

Several times, Leon had the opportunity to knock him to the ground at one stroke, but he gently let him go.

Pang!

The shoulder of the rock hammer hit Leon's chest fiercely, which hit him directly out and staggered several meters away and almost fell to the ground.

"No more, you are better than me!" Leon gasped and stabilized his body, touching his chest and smiling bitterly.

The shoulder hit was so hard that he almost lost his breath, and his chest was still faintly painful. Fortunately, he didn't break his ribs. This bear really didn't know what politeness was.

Seeing that the rock hammer won the victory, the onlookers cheered. In their opinion, the victory of the rock hammer was taken for granted!

Rock Hammer shook his head, stepped in front of Leon, and stretched out his fist.

This etiquette Leon has seen that when tribal soldiers go out to hunt, their companions who stay in the camp have to punch each other, which represents friendship, trust, courage and confidence in victory.

Now, the rock hammer stretched out its fist to him, which means that the other party has accepted him as a member of the hunting team.

Two powerful fists collided in the air, and the original simple smile appeared on the bear's face: "Brother Leon, welcome to join our hunting team!"

"Thank you!" Leon laughed.

Rock Hammer took a step forward, bowed his head to his ear and whispered, "I know you're asking me to come back next time!"

This guy is not stupid! Leon smiled, but the other party's straightforward surname is exactly what he likes.

In fact, all the men of the Crazy Hammer tribe are so affectionate. They are bold, generous, straightforward and simple. They never intrigue with each other. Usually, the distribution of supplies and tasks is under the arrangement of Elder Mengstan and Rock Hammer. No one has ever expressed any dissatisfaction.

Perhaps it is this kind of unity that has made the Crazy Hammer tribe not completely destroyed until now, and can still support it in the dangerous forest.

"Brothers, let's go!" The rock hammer raised his fist and roared loudly.

"Good!" Dozens of bear men responded in unison, roaring like thunder.

The sun has just risen, and the bright sunlight disperses the thin morning mist shrouded in the forest. The originally hazy scenery becomes clear, and the birds in the forest sing more and more cheerfully.

A hunting team of 40 soldiers said goodbye to the relatives of the tribe and walked out of the village to embark on a hunting journey.

Leon took a wooden shuttle gun from the rock hammer, but refused another dagger - it was another metal weapon with the rock hammer. His tiger saber must be much better than this rough dagger.

When leaving, Leon saw the figure of the elder Montstein. He leaned against the door of the wooden house and watched the hunting team until they completely disappeared in the woods.