Chapter 403 Tactical Style

Chapter 403 - Tactical Style

Chen Fei answered murderously.

MMP, he is not doing charity or poverty alleviation, why should he preach to these guys, so he will never indulge those guys who deserve to be punished.

If there are any mistakes, he can correct them in the next life, forgiveness or something, it has nothing to do with him!

Adrian said anxiously: "Ah?! You, you don't have to do this at all!"

It's too cruel to destroy the whole family for an antidote!

There should be a better way to convince the other party.

Chen Fei stopped, turned around and looked at the first-level fire magician, and asked: "What else can we do? Just before, when you spoke, did they listen?"

"..."

Adrian was dumbfounded.

The fact is that they think they are a small piece of land with autonomy, and they don't take the people of Team 04 seriously at all.

Being too law-abiding is sometimes a shortcoming.

"That's it!"

Chen Fei shrugged and continued to move forward.

Since they had already dismissed the chieftain Bassan, why did they show a good face to Team 04? They didn't put him under house arrest on the spot, which was quite a face for the Blue Star Global Joint Defense Committee.

It must be said that the high-level of the Neanderthal tribe has reached a very chaotic level, and the young tribesmen don't take their elders seriously. No wonder the tribesmen are like a pile of loose sand, scattered all over the world, and even the entire tribe migrated to other planets.

"That's right, there is no need to be polite to these guys who don't have good eyesight. Those who give up Bassan must pay the price."

A-level gold-type superpower Kitley praised Chen Fei. This is the style of a gold-type superpower. They are determined not to be timid. If they don't obey, they will do it to death.

There is no need to think too much, just do it!

"Haha!"

The Holy Light Knight responded to Kitley's extreme remarks with an ambiguous laugh.

Everyone boarded the mobile base vehicle again and went to the arena in the reservation under the guidance of the female tour guide Cosina.

As soon as they left, the elders of the Supreme Council looked at each other, left their respective elder seats, and also rushed to the arena.

There was no one else in the entire building except for some warriors who stayed behind.

The Neanderthal arena was about the same size as a football field that could accommodate 20,000 people, and it was used as a sports venue on a daily basis.

However, the arena in the center was not a green lawn, but white fine sand mixed with a lot of salt and alkali. When blood was spilled on it, it would become particularly shocking.

When Team 04 arrived at the arena, the Kro warrior Clemas had already stood on the white fine sand, wearing traditional armor, holding a trident, and a blood-red headband on his forehead.

Perhaps because they heard that someone was competing for the position of the patriarch, people rushed to the arena one after another.

There were pure-blooded Neanderthals, mixed-race people, and foreigners who worked and visited here, men, women, old and young, filling up the audience seats of the arena little by little.

The TV station in the reservation even sent a host, set up equipment, and broadcast live on the spot.

Leaving the companions of Team 04, Chen Fei walked alone into the arena paved with white fine sand.

Seeing Chen Fei in his casual clothes and empty-handed, Clemas, with a serious expression, shouted: "Where is your armor? Just empty-handed?"

The one-way soundproof barrier covered the entire sand, and the voices of the two were amplified and spread throughout the arena, while the voices in the audience seats could not be transmitted to the sand.

"Haha, don't worry!"

While Chen Fei was talking, the simple-shaped armor poured out like a spring, and quickly formed, and finally only covered the shoulders, chest, waist, hips and feet. It was not the kind of full-coverage armor from head to toe.

This is a design copied from the A-level gold-type mutant Kitley. For a gold-type mutant who can make light weapons shooting ineffective, the damage of cold weapons can be almost ignored.

The exposed skin surface is covered with eye-catching red battle patterns.

The spear "Blood Thorn" appeared in his hand. This is a gift left by the Neanderthal old man Barut. It has always been there.

Clemass turned the trident, which was a head taller than himself, like a big windmill, and crossed it across his chest, shouting: "Sure enough, the Crow tribe, Clemass, weapon "Yaksha"!"

"Crow tribe, Chen Fei, weapon "Blood Thorn"!"

Chen Fei simply posed a posture, and the spear "Blood Thorn" was placed behind him.

The God Macro tribe, he casually and irresponsibly messed around.

"'Blood Thorn', it's really 'Blood Thorn'!"

The elders, who were already few in number, were extremely excited. The weapons used by the hero Barulaka and his brother Barut were both "Blood Thorns", which were also quite famous in the Neanderthal tribe.

This young man really inherited the legacy of Barut, the guardian warrior of the Supreme Council. This "Blood Thorn" was undoubtedly genuine.

When the elder Mo Tong heard the mumbling of the Crow tribe, he was puzzled and asked, "Is it true?"

In fact, after Clemas and the members of Team 04 left the Supreme Council, he quickly calmed down and naturally became suspicious.

How come there is another young man in the Crow tribe? Is he an unregistered mixed-blood?

Of course, it is inevitable that two Crow tribe members ignored him as a tribal elder, which is quite annoying.

"Senior Balut's 'Blood Thorn'? Very good!"

Clemas nodded warily, and the bloody tattoo on his body suddenly lit up, as if it was about to burn, releasing a striking red light.

Shen Kou kicked his feet hard, white sand flew behind him, and he rushed straight towards Chen Fei like a cannonball.

Boom!

The deafening sound of weapons clashing echoed over the sand.

The trident "Yaksha" and the spear "Blood Thorn" collided fiercely, the sharp blades clashed, and sparks burst out.

"Where are your war marks? Burn your blood! Burn your war marks and show me!!"

Clemas roared loudly, and his battle pattern lit up a little more. He advanced instead of retreating, and slapped the halberd pole with a palm. The huge concussive force pushed Chen Feizhen back a few steps, and then he waved the trident and fiercely He struck hard.

Boom!

There was another loud noise.

Chen Feili and his spear were knocked back more than ten steps again. When he landed on the white sand, he slipped more than a meter.

In the auditorium closest to the sand, the faces of the people in Team 04 were a little unsightly.

"Huh? What's going on! Can Chen Fei do it?"

Kitli, an A-level metal superpower, scratched his head in confusion as he watched his little brother being knocked back. He wished he could take Chen Fei's place and fight that arrogant Neanderthal warrior for three hundred rounds.

"If you use a railgun, one shot will probably wipe out that Clay or something on the spot."

Puppet master Qiao Shipu felt that Chen Fei was helpless in this battle. He was struggling with brute force with that Neanderthal barbarian, and his own advantages could not be used at all.

He thought for a while and then added: "Well, Chen Fei probably will be wiped out as well!"

"He has done this before, using the 'Dragon Killing Bullet'!"

Adrian suddenly remembered this matter.

All members of Team 04 fell into silence for a moment.

"Chen Fei should put on heavy armor, otherwise he will suffer a lot if he is like this now!"

As a close combat expert, the double-sword girl Maori Meixin felt that Chen Fei was more than inferior to his opponent in terms of cold weapon combat skills.

Even though it sounds a little hurtful, it's the truth.

When she was sparring with Chen Fei, the latter was being stabbed most of the time and was not even qualified to fight back.

"Heavy tank style, indeed!"

The Holy Light Knight nodded.

Everyone unanimously thought of the mobile base vehicle parked outside the arena, with a total weight of 80 tons, coupled with a railgun that could win with one hit, it was really like this!

He is rough-skinned and thick-bodied, and can withstand beatings. Either he doesn't make a move, but kills his opponent as soon as he makes a move. This kind of tactics is really Chen Fei's style.

In the center of the arena.

The trident was waving like the wind, and Clemas, who was distracted, stared at Chen Fei who was retreating continuously, almost exiting the white sand field, and said word by word: "You are going to lose! The secret method..."

He planned to give his opponent a pleasant surprise and use secrets to determine the outcome, which could also be regarded as a return gift from fighting with him.

"Secret method: fight to the death!"

The two of them drank violently in unison, using all their secret skills.

One war mark was like blood, and the blood light almost covered the whole body, but the other red war mark burst out with dazzling silver light.

"What the hell?!"

Motong, the elder of the Crow tribe, jumped up from his seat.

The elders of other nearby tribes also looked as if they had seen a ghost.

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