Chapter 4: Crested Iguana

  With a loud "thud", Bo violently collided with Bo Er, who was sitting on the edge, still dazed and rubbing his head. The two sturdy bodies rolled around frantically in a heap, finally coming to a stop after two loud crashes against a large stone millstone at the edge of the arena.

  "An ordinary attack?" Wen Ya blew on his small white fist with force, muttering softly: "Damn it, I only used seven layers of strength!"

  The benefits of practicing the nameless inner skill since childhood have already been revealed. At least at a young age, Wen Ya's strength is several times greater than that of children six or seven years older than him. If this were to happen on Earth in a previous life, it would be enough for people to secretly capture and study him.

  But in this strange world, especially in the even stranger Xunmeng tribe, no one would delve deeper into it!

  The entire venue was silent, and the tribesmen present were all staring with wide eyes, stunned by what they saw before them. Even the usually calm and collected Tiger was shocked!

  A six-year-old kid, yet with a single slap, he sent Bo flying. His strength was almost on par with that of the adults in their clan. Everyone's minds were filled with confusion and disbelief, and it wasn't until after a while that someone finally came back to their senses.

  "A good..." A loud shout echoed out.

  "This kid is too powerful!"

  "Your power is boundless...! The tribal shaman saw it a long time ago!"

  "Zuǒ Hǔ, your little cub is too fierce... In the future, he will definitely surpass you and become the number one good man in our tribe."

  ……

  A six-year-old doll is already so fierce, and when she grows up, she will be strong to what extent, this is unpredictable for anyone.

  All the tribesmen were excited, but no one was jealous. For a tribe that had never been prosperous in population for thousands of years, every boy was precious and would have extremely important benefits for the future development and survival of the tribe.

  Just then, a strange noise came from the side, and Bao Er Mali got up from the ground, rubbed his head hard, looked painful, and said with a crying tone: "Brother, you bumped into me."

  "Bang" - with a burst of extreme anger, another slap was slapped on the back of Bao Er's head. Bao shouted: "Bullshit, what do you know? Big brother got beaten up by someone, can't you share the bitterness for once!"

  He rolled his eyes and almost cried out, muttering in a low voice: "You hit me again, you'll hit me stupid, waaah!"

  Helplessly rolling her eyes, Wen Ya looked at the brothers in front of her who were acting ridiculously silly, and she along with the crowd around her fell into silence.

  ……

  The morning mist had just dissipated, and the faint golden light had already spread across the land. Although the dense forest was filled with towering trees, thorny brambles, and thick shrubs that blocked out most of the heat, a few strands of sunlight still playfully pierced through the underbrush.

  The twisted roots of the ancient tree crisscrossed and entwined, forming layer upon layer of dense giant webs. Deep green moss crawled over every inch of land, thick dead wood leaves accumulated and piled up, emitting a strange musty smell.

  A gentle breeze blew by, the dense and lush leaves constantly knocking against each other, making a "rustling" sound, which made it even more gloomy and dark!

  Wen Ya's body was as agile as a monkey, constantly flashing and shifting in the empty space of the dense forest, lifting legs, rotating, and following a series of beautiful 360-degree aerial kicks, the airflow around him was instantly disturbed by a strong force.

  Rolling air waves violently impacted the surrounding dust and withered branches, blowing away a burst of smoke and dust, and the air emitted a "crackling" sound, faintly transmitting the sound of wind and thunder.

  At the same time, "Whoosh!" A strange sound.

  A flash of coppery red light burst forth silently in the dimly lit surroundings.

  With a slender body, he suddenly popped up from the ground with lightning speed, and in the blink of an eye, the iron hook made of miscellaneous metal scraps in his hand had already been thrust out, transforming into a copper-red meteor that was as elusive as a ghost, spinning and rotating to create a vast expanse of hook shadows.

  Under the dim sunlight, the sharp head of the copper-red iron awl flashed with a faint chill, as if it were a cluster of dark yellow light, swirling around Wen Ya's body in a dizzying dance.

  Suddenly, Wen Ya made a backhand move, and the iron tongs 'swished' out, like a spirit snake emerging from its lair, transforming into a black-red streak that flew over 100 meters away.

  A dull thud, "Hiss!" startled a flock of perched birds, the sharp tip of the iron awl was stiffly inserted into the interior of a giant ancient tree trunk in front.

  Looking at the iron nail that had deeply penetrated into the ancient tree, three inches deep, with a copper-red color, and the surrounding messy ground, Wen Ya nodded in satisfaction, "I didn't think I would have such power now."

  It's been eight years since Wen Ya arrived in this world, and the five or six years of tempering have given his strength a full boost, filled with explosive power.

  Even if it's just one person, he can take on two or three burly men from the Xun Clan at the same time. Apart from his physical strength being extremely abnormal in this life, the effect of the Nameless Heart Method cannot be underestimated!

  ……

  It was already high noon, the sun was recklessly splashing out intense heat in the sky, and the strong sunlight passing through the sparse gaps between the trees, splashed out a few pieces of scorching light.

  Wen Ya took big strides in the quiet, dark forest, and the morning training session ended quickly. The rapid progress of his own strength filled his heart with joy.

  Wearing hemp sandals, the soles of his feet stepped on the thick withered branches and leaves on the ground, making a "crunching" sound, which was particularly prominent in the quiet forest.

  Suddenly, a strange noise of "zila, zila" came from the dense forest in the distance.

  He pricked up his ears and found that it seemed like some creature was swallowing something. Curious, he quietly walked over.

  Through the dense branches, Wen Ya frowned and saw several yellowish-brown, over one meter long, with hard shell-covered teeth, lying in a low-lying pit, scratching the mud vigorously, as if there was something inside that attracted them.

  Just as Wen Ya was about to leave, one of the monitor lizards seemed to have discovered something and lay on the ground sniffing wildly, puffing out white air, digging into the soft soil, and several dark red, wrinkled, fist-sized oval objects rolled out.

  Several excited crested lizards sniffed fiercely, and under the sunlight, a faint yellowish-brown substance flowed down from the corner of their smelly mouths, drifting away with the wind.