Chapter 1026 Shenmu Warrior

The majestic and majestic sacred tree like the Statue of Liberty was brought back, which once again shocked the Zhurong tribe with a long history.

Old Zhu Rong and the elders also ran out of the Holy Land in a panic.

He was dumbfounded in front of the sacred tree.

To be able to cut down a sacred tree, that person must be a god.

"Who is it, which tribal warrior chopped the sacred tree. Look at the incision, it's like a miracle..." Old Zhurong was very excited. You must know that he has been worried about the Ugo tribe's sudden bone.

Na Wutugu is a mutant who is more than three meters tall and covered in scales and is invulnerable.

As long as you attack the Zhurong tribe, you will have no resistance.

However, this mighty warrior who cut down the sacred tree is the last hope of the Zhurong tribe.

"It's him." All the clansmen pointed to Yuan Tan.

"Hey..." Yuan Tan scratched his head shyly.

Old Zhurong: (⊙ o ⊙) Ah!

followed by: Q0Q

Do you want to pin the hopes of the whole family on a fool?

Howling up to the sky, Vulcan, what are you doing? This joke is too much.

Old Zhu Rong had no choice but to bury these things in his heart, and took a deep breath, "How did this chainsaw come about?"

"I don't know." Yuan Tan was also very smart, and remembered what Dong Dana said to protect his secrets.

Old Zhu Rong thought about it, "Meng Huo, do you still say this is luck, is it a coincidence?"

"This..." Meng Huo was also horrified by the chainsaw. There is such a powerful weapon in the world. It must be a heavenly soldier, but it landed in the hands of a fool.

"Who the hell are you?" Meng Huo ran up to Yuan Tan with all his strength and asked ferociously.

Who is he? The clansmen all raised such thoughts.

"I...I..., Zhu Rong, save me, Zhu Rong!"

Zhu Rong appeared, rescued Yuan Tan, and said to all the clansmen: "He is Qiuluo,

The fall of the Zhurong tribe. "

He is even more determined to train Yuan Tan to become one of the great warriors of the Southern Man.

Meng Huo stared at the chainsaw closely, with greed in his eyes, he rushed up involuntarily, and snatched it away, "Patriarch, such a magical weapon is useless in the palm of a fool, why not give it to me. I will definitely use this magic weapon to defeat it. Wu Tugu, restore the peace of the Nanman. At that time, all races will come to court, and I, Zhu Rong, will be the lord of the Nanman!"

Old Zhu Rong was quite moved, after all, it would be more reliable to pin his hopes on Meng Huo.

Zhu Rong was disgusted by Meng Huo's words and deeds, "Can you use it?"

"...." Meng Huo found that all the clansmen were looking at him, "This...."

ask?

How can there be such a face.

After a while of tinkering, the chainsaw didn't start.

Old Zhurong walked over, took the chainsaw from Meng Huo, and stood on the sacred tree, "Qiuluo came to my Zhurong tribe, this must be destiny."

Look at Yuan Tan.

Yuan Tan walked over, pressed the switch,

With the chainsaw started.

The old Zhurong was stunned by this new weapon, and held it up high, "This is the guardian artifact of the Zhurong tribe, the weapon of Qiuluo, given to me by God."

Handed it to Yuan Tan.

The clansmen cheered.

Only then did Meng Huo know how to switch it on, but it was too late, his face was hot, as if he had been beaten thousands of times, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

The old Zhurong said again: "Let Qiuluo use the divine tool to trim the sacred tree and erect it in the center of the tribe. The wood can prosper and become another great symbol of my Vulcan Zhurong tribe."

Ever since, on this day.

Old Zhurong held a solemn torch ceremony, and Yuan Tan was named one of the warriors of the Zhurong tribe, titled Shenmu Warrior, also known as Thunder Warrior, because the sound of the chainsaw reminded him of thunder.

Old Zhu Rong took a special look at Meng Huo, "From today onwards, Yuan Tan will be a warrior of my Zhu Rong tribe, and Zhu Rong is in charge of his daily training. No one is allowed to interfere, otherwise, he will be punished as a violation of clan rules."

Meng Huo, the future patriarch's limelight, was snatched away by a fool. He was so angry that he looked at his younger brother Meng You angrily.

Meng You spread his hands, "Brother, it's none of my business, who knows what's going on with this chainsaw."

...

Seven days later.

Yuan Tan has been receiving special training from Zhu Rong, along with Dong Dana.

Zhu Rong found that Yuan Tan's muscles and bones were stretched, and she didn't need to do any flexibility training at all. In some respects, she was more resilient than her muscles and bones.

Yuan Tan also doesn't need to do any basic strength training, because he is already infinitely strong.

And in terms of skills, once you learn it, you are simply a genius in martial arts.

Dong Dana looked at Yuan Tan and Zhu Rong who were practicing martial arts in pairs. He could only do basic training, and he would have to squat for half a year in the horse stance at this moment. Only after at least three years of basic training can one truly practice martial arts.

"What kind of person is he?" Dong Dana was very painful, and these basic trainings were very boring.

And Zhu Rong and Yuan Tan's martial arts training has also come to an end.

"Cough..." Zhu Rong suddenly coughed violently, indicating that he was fine, "Maybe it's because I'm too tired to take care of my teacher these days."

Naturally, Zhu Rong also has her own teacher. No one knows her name anymore, and everyone calls her Granny Huo.

Granny Huo is in her eighties and is the oldest person in the tribe. Don't underestimate this shrunken little old lady who used to be the number one female warrior of the Zhurong tribe.

But now I'm sick.

"I'll go with you." Yuan Tan volunteered, and also wanted to meet this mentor's mentor.

Shaoqing.

Zhu Rong brought his apprentice Yuan Tan to a quiet corner at the foot of the holy mountain.

In the past, there were few people here, but now the thatched cottage is full of people.

"father?"

Old Zhu Rong looked back and saw his daughter with a sad expression, "Elder Mu concluded that Granny Huo's illness is a plague, and has decided to let her return to the embrace of the holy fire."

Zhu Rong was anxious, but he coughed violently without saying a word.

Everyone's face changed drastically.

Elder Mu said anxiously: "No, Zhu Rong is infected."

What! Old Zhurong's liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and his daughter was coughing again, and her face was pale...

"Qiu Luo, stay away from her quickly." Elder Mu shouted.

"I don't." Yuan Tan walked over instead.

"Meng Huo, control him."

Ever since, under the orders of the elders, tribal fighters such as Meng Huo and Mang Yachang captured Yuan Tan.

Zhu Rong was stunned. She originally wanted to say that she was not infected after taking care of her for a long time, but now...

For old Zhurong, Granny Huo is getting old, and sometimes her mind is not clear, and it is a relief to return to the embrace of the holy fire.

But at such a young age, his daughter returned to the embrace of the holy flame?

"Patriarch, you have to make up your mind. The epidemic can still be controlled now. If it spreads, it will be the end of the extermination of the clan."

The elders surrounded the dazed old Zhu Rong one after another, chatting about it.