Volume 1: Southern Border Chapter 3 Innate Gift, Strength

  On the edge of the venue, the big men's one-round victory over another round of crazy howling, violent fighting quickly entered a state of closure.

  Half a minute later, in the entire vast arena, only two people were left standing opposite each other. They were the two sons of the Bao family from the east end of the village, Bao Yi and Bao Er.

  They are also the only two underage people in the entire Wunu tribe, apart from Wen Ya, who have undergone the tribal witch soul sacrifice ceremony.

  And the fierce beast's soul they absorbed was said to be a three-meter-tall black bear from Dongshan Ridge, known as Blind Bear.

  Inside the arena, Bao Yi and Bao Er were wildly swinging their arms, with fists as big as a sand pot wrapped in a "whooshing" gust of wind, rampaging freely. The two huge fists collided violently, and the massive force from their feet stomping on the ground caused the entire arena to shake slightly.

  The same robust and intimidating, the same boundless strength, of course, also the same somewhat clumsy, Bao Er and Bao Yi, two brothers were like a pair of ferocious beasts wearing human skin, crazily engaging in hand-to-hand combat, but neither could gain the upper hand over the other...

  Bao Yi and Bao Er obviously didn't cultivate any qigong techniques like Wen Ya, but their combat strength was truly astonishing.

  In Wen Ya's view, the physical strength of the entire Xun Gu tribe was abnormally powerful, and their brute force was frighteningly strong. Even an eleven or twelve-year-old child could single-handedly take on two or three robust men from Earth without any problem.

  This was also the most bizarre place he felt, apart from women and children, the Xun tribe's robust men who were good at fighting numbered only over 200, a scale that was only mediocre among all clans.

  However, within the mountain forests of about 800 miles around, the Xunmeng tribe was a powerful force that could dominate everything. Even if it were a disaster-stricken beast, unless it was one of those half-demonized big ones, it would not be able to pose too great a threat to the entire village.

  The reason is simple, the people of the Xun tribe and those of other tribes are fundamentally different in their physical constitution. Their physique, strength, and speed are much stronger than others. Just like wild dogs and tigers, they are not on the same level at all.

  However, on the contrary, the birth rate of the Xunlian tribe has always been low, so the population has never been large.

  In short, this is an extremely abnormal world, and the Xun Yu tribe is a clan that cannot be inferred by common sense.

  ……

  Watching the intense and fierce fight between Bao Yi and Bao Er in the arena, a group of burly men standing at the edge burst out laughing, nodding their heads with silly grins.

  The men of the Wunu tribe, each and every one of them can be called 'heavenly gifted', having gone through years of life-and-death training. Even when standing still, their bodies are tense with muscles, veins bulging like a python's coils, each one resembling a fierce tiger descending from the mountains, exuding a savage aura that belongs to the wilderness.

  "Hey!" "Hey!"

  Huh!

  In the center of the arena, Bao Yi and Bao Er, each grasping the other's shoulder, engaged in a fierce stalemate.

  Although they were only eleven or twelve years old, their height was nearly seven feet tall, and their physical strength was enormous and terrifying, like two angry giant black bears, with a physical quality far superior to that of other same-aged people in the tribe.

  It was a perfect match, the two men locked in a stalemate, their facial muscles bulging, their faces twisted with effort, red from being held back, looking ferocious and frightening.

  The scene was thrilling, with hot blood boiling over. Those young men who had already fallen to the ground, one by one stretched their necks, ignoring their bruised and battered bodies, excitedly crawling back up from the ground, as if they too couldn't help but join in.

  "Take him down!" Both sides were locked in a stalemate for about half a minute, when suddenly Bao Yi violently shook his arm, grasped an opening in Bao Er's defense, and with a quick flick of his foot...

  At the same time, there was no reaction from Bao Er at all. In an instant, Bao Yi's quick hands grasped his wrist, and with a swift turn of the shoulder, he threw him out directly, causing the crowd outside to exclaim in shock.

  A loud "Boom!"

  Bo was caught off guard, his wrist seemingly clamped by a steel pincer. The world spun around him as he felt weightless for an instant, and the next moment, he crashed onto the ground several meters away, unable to get up for half a day.

  The crowd of big men by the field burst out laughing again. The men in the tribe, who doesn't like a child with great strength? At just over ten years old, he can already rely on his own power to tear tigers and leopards apart. Not to mention other tribes within an eight hundred mile radius of mountains and forests, even in the Xun Ge tribe, such a fine young man rarely appears.

  A big Han smiled and lazily stretched, with one foot he kicked the hunting prey beside him, a stout giant boar with long tusks, making it let out a 'huff huff' cry.

  The big Han shouted at another Han character next to him, "Brother Ba Lang, you're still the best, having two sons who are both good men. My crooked wife is really not worthy of me, I spent over 50 pieces of deerskin to get her back, but now she hasn't even given birth to a fart for me!"

  The wolf let out a hearty laugh, his rough hands, like they were carved with a small knife, skillfully stroking his chin which was covered in stiff steel needle-like stubble. He narrowed his eyes and said: "Haha, looks like you'll have to save up some more dried goods this year, then go to the nearby tribe and exchange them for a few more wives. When you get back at night, work hard and there will be results!"

  That man stared with his bloodshot eyes, listening carefully to the "good words" of the violent wolf, occasionally nodding his messy-haired head.

  He paused, puffed out his chest, cleared his throat and continued: "But to be honest, my two cubs are really something else. None of your kids can compare with them now, they will definitely become top-notch men in the future!"

  The words provoked the surrounding hunters who had returned from hunting to burst into laughter at the same time.

  "Wild wolf, that's not possible. A good man can't all come from your family. The little brat 'Mang' from the Tu Hu's family is the one who was personally named by the tribe's shaman as the successor. At the age of three or four, he could already run around with a big boulder from the village head's millstone on his shoulders, and at that time, my wife was scared out of her wits. In the future, he will definitely be an outstanding good man!"

  The fierce wolf scratched his head, bitterly smiling and saying: "Ba Di, you're still able to say that out loud. The kid from the Bao Hu family was a freak who could absorb the soul of a python at the age of three. How can my two cubs compare to such an abnormality?"

  A group of men all nodded in agreement, apparently fully agreeing with Violent Wolf's words!

  Standing beside him, Wen Ya's father, 'Tui Hu', a ten-foot-tall giant with a face full of steel-needle-like sideburns, a lion nose and sea mouth, muscles bulging like an iron tower, narrowed his eyes, opened his big mouth, and chuckled silently.

  Wen Ya rolled her eyes and looked helpless.

  Suddenly, a big man who seemed to have some brains squeezed into the innermost circle of the crowd and shouted loudly: "Hey, since that's the case, let 'Mang' this kid be here too. Why don't we let him and Bao Yi compare notes, play around, and both of you little brats go easy on each other?"

  The robust men around were all vigorous and feared that the world would not be chaotic. When they heard someone come up with such a bad idea, they suddenly shouted and made a fuss.

  Everyone was staring at the child standing on the edge of the field who was neither tall nor short, not fat nor thin, with a very ordinary appearance - Wen Ya!

  That's why he was so popular, because Wen Ya himself was a well-known little monster in the Xun Clan, and was a legitimate heir who had been blessed by the highest shaman in the village!

  Moreover, Wenya's father is also the number one hero in the entire tribal clan today - 'Tiger'.

  A tiger father begets no dog son; with a father like a fierce tiger or leopard, his son will naturally not be too bad either!

  However, Wen Ya's age is only about half of Bao Yi's, and no one took him seriously. Everyone just wanted to liven up the atmosphere and treat it as a joke!

  Wen Ya looked up and saw his father, "Tiger", standing beside him with a smile on his face, not stopping him. A hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes as he slowly walked towards the center of the arena.

  He understood that in the Xun Clan, it had always been a rule that the strong were respected, and not even the highest shaman could change this. Anyone who wanted to gain respect could only do so through their own strength!

  In the center of the arena, Bao Yi proudly flexed his massive chest muscles, which were even more developed than a woman's. He opened his big mouth and burst out laughing: "Hey, Ah Meng, you've just weaned off milk, right? Don't worry, I won't bully a little kid like you. You can hit me all you want, and when you get tired, you'll automatically admit defeat, heh heh!"

  Wen Yawu looked at him with an odd expression, nodded slightly, and jumped forward, punching a light blow on the chest of the giant Bo standing in front of him.

  "Clang......" Wen Ya's small white fist and Bao Yi's chest skin collided, emitting a faint metallic ringing sound.

  "Haha, Brother Bao has already said it, ordinary attacks can't even hurt my body. Little doll, you might as well give up." Bao Yi sneered with a smug face, grinning eerily.

  The big men beside the venue also burst into loud laughter!

  "Oh, really?" Wen Ya suddenly gazed at the big blockhead in front of him with a pitiful look, and his face burst out laughing "heh heh", then suddenly flipped his hand over and slapped it lightly onto Bao Yi's chest, who was still feeling pleased with himself.

  A powerful and fierce force burst out directly on Bao Yi's chest, causing his "heh heh" strange laughter to be stuck in his throat. The giant-like body was like being hit by a furious bull, and it flew out directly.