blogombal Chapter 374 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 66
Chapter 374 The Son of the Beast World is Loved by the Group 66
When lions fight, it's not just a game. Their sharp teeth and claws can easily rip open the stomach of their prey. If they attack their own kind, the damage will naturally be considerable.
Even if you save your strength and don't fight to death, bleeding is still inevitable.
"It's okay." Su Muyou waved his hand casually, "We are here."
Two witch doctors with superb medical skills and a powerful holy son.
Vina suddenly felt relieved. It was obvious that the kitten had already regarded the lion tribe as its home.
Putting Xi Yan aside, there would be no major issues in the tribe that she needed to worry about for at least the next hundred years.
She repeated softly, "Yes, there are three of us here."
"Vina, come here!" Just then, the lion chief waved at her from a distance.
Vina patted Kitty's shoulder and said, "I'll go over first, you guys watch carefully."
After finishing speaking, he turned and left.
After a few seconds, the source of the word "we" she mentioned came over.
"Lord Holy Son, were you talking about me just now?" Xi Yan did not miss the two orcs' secret gazes at him and was a little curious.
He recalled what had happened recently and felt relieved after making sure that he had not caused any trouble to Vina and had behaved quite well.
It shouldn't be about complaining about him.
Su Muyou noticed that he was a little nervous and found it amusing.
Influenced by modern thinking, it was normal for Xi Yan to not guess in a short period of time that Vina, as an elder, would openly speak well of him as a "mistress".
Of course, he still had a stern face on the surface.
As if influenced by Vina's words "quite a few orcs are interested in him", he looked him over carefully from head to toe.
Xi Yan couldn't even laugh when he looked at her. "What's wrong?"
My mood was like a roller coaster, going up and down again.
Kitty crossed her arms across her chest, and said meaningfully, "It's okay."
Vina doesn't know Xi Yan's true identity, but he knows.
However, he was also a little curious. Do humans have a so-called fever period like orcs?
The less he said, the more flustered Xi Yan became.
But he quickly adjusted his state and didn't reveal any of it.
"I believe in you, Lord Saint. However, if I do something wrong in the future, could you remind me?"
Xi Yan knew that he was a little humble at this moment.
But what can be done?
It is he who must have the other person, not the other person who must have him.
Huang Gai was willing to be beaten.
Su Muyou crossed his arms over his chest and raised his chin proudly, "It depends on my mood."
If he really does something he hates, why would he be reminded?
Not allowing Altaïr to beat the other party up was already the lightest punishment!
Xi Yan sighed.
If Vina didn't make any mistakes, then there wasn't enough catnip given to the kitten in the past two days, so is the kitten angry?
The noise in my ears became louder and louder. Many orcs were already facing each other in pairs, talking angrily about "pre-match trash talk".
Altaïr's white hair stood out among the orcs and lions.
Su Muyu found his target without much effort, and the other party was walking towards him with big strides.
Altaïr had a stern look and an expressionless face, and even looked a little fierce.
Of course, these emotions are not directed at the kitten, but at the annoying people around the kitten.
Xi Yan followed Su Muyu's line of sight and also spotted Altaïr.
The eyes of both parties met in the air, and neither of them gave in.
There seemed to be a smell of 'gun smoke' in the air.
The discussions around became quieter, especially those who knew something about the situation, their ears pricked up with curiosity.
How can a battlefield fought purely for the desire to win be as interesting as one involving love disputes?
"Hey, have you noticed that when Witch Doctor Xi Yan and Altaïr both have cold faces, they look a bit alike?"
"!! Really, they don't look alike, but they look alike in spirit."
"Shh, keep your voice down. Do you want to ruin yourself and offend both of you?"
The lion orcs who were watching secretly tried their best to lower their voices, fearing that the private words would be heard by the real person.
Dick, who was surrounded by his old friends, was also observing their movements from a distance.
His eyes were filled with suppressed irritation.
Altaïr is fine, but why is there a wandering witch doctor who suddenly appears?
His friends looked at each other and all understood his reluctance.
But this matter really cannot be forced.
The Holy Son has a noble status and Xi Yan has a special position.
Although Altaïr's hair doesn't fit in with the rest of the tribe, his fighting strength and hunting abilities are far superior to those of his peers, and he has the best relationship with the Son of God.
Not to mention whether Dick can achieve his wish, even if he does, he will still be at the bottom of the list.
But they kept these words deep in their hearts and did not say them out loud to irritate their friend who had just recovered from his injuries with great difficulty.
The onlookers had different thoughts, and Su Muyou was not calm either.
After all, he was the fundamental reason why the two of them were at loggerheads.
He cleared his throat, and after successfully getting their attention, he asked, "Altaïr, who are you competing against?"
Altaïr stopped staring at Xi Yan and turned his head to look at the kitten and called out its name.
Su Muyou was not very familiar with his opponent, so he could only say "encouragement" in a formulaic way, "Don't embarrass me!"
This statement, which could be considered as pressure, was not offensive at all to the other two.
The sternness on Altaïr's face disappeared, and his expression softened. "Yes."
If he loses, he will bring shame to the kitten. What does that mean?
This means that in each other's eyes, the two of them have already established an intimate relationship where no distinction is made between you and me.
Others want it but they don’t have it yet!
Xi·want but not yet·feeling left out·Yan gave a fake smile.
He interrupted forcefully, "Yes, Altaïr, don't worry. Even if you are injured, we can heal you."
The pronunciation of the word "们" is deliberately emphasized in an attempt to put himself and the kitten in the same camp.
"Well, it's best not to get hurt." Su Muyou made another request.
Kittens think about a lot more than just worrying and caring.
The Beast God hasn't awakened yet, so there's no way to replenish his energy.
If Altaïr was injured too badly and it took too much energy to heal him, he would be very weak!
As for letting Xi Yan and Vina clean up the mess, he had never thought about it.
Under the influence of external substances such as herbs, the wound heals too slowly.
Altaïr, who was concerned about the kitten, could not help but step forward, lean over slightly, and rub his head against the kitten's. "I will pay attention."
This is their way of expressing intimacy.
Su Muyou did not hide, but cooperated with him and stuck close to him.
It was not until he heard a series of joking voices in his ears that he realized that he was no longer at home, but in public!
Kitty pushed Altaïr aside with a serious expression, but the slight blush on her face revealed her embarrassment.
Altaïr took a step back and did not embarrass him.
But he did not forget to look at Xi Yan while doing so, and there was a provocation and complacency in his eyes that only they knew.
The usually taciturn white lion is, after all, just a male who has not even reached adulthood for a full year.
There is a youthful recklessness beneath the skin.
How could I not feel unhappy after declaring my sovereignty in front of my love rival?
Xi Yan clenched his hands hanging by his sides into fists, but quickly opened them again.
He was too lazy to pay attention to the child's temper.
The human doctor thought so and took out the small cloth bag he carried with him.
"Master Saint, this is the snack I have been researching these days. Would you like to try it?"
He opened the mouth of the small cloth bag, and a strong fragrance wafted out.
Xi Yan originally thought that it might be boring for a spectator to just watch the lions fight, so this was specially prepared for the kittens.
However, the game hasn't officially started yet, but he has already taken it out.
snack?
The kitten's eyes lit up when he heard this word, and his attention was immediately diverted from Altaïr.
The other party has been feeding him for so long and has also done scientific research for a long time, and he has now mastered the difference between meals and snacks.
The human doctor's cooking was excellent and the dinner was delicious.
But compared with snacks, its status still has to take a back seat.
"What snacks?" Curious Su Muyou looked into the bag.
Out of trust in the human doctor's skills, the green eyes were full of anticipation.
Having pulled one back, Xi Yan no longer had a fake smile on his face, instead his face was filled with genuine joy.
He patiently explained, "It means drying the processed food at high temperature. The taste and texture are different from the previous beef jerky."
He did not use the prey caught by the lion orcs, but a newly designed cage and specially caught quail-like birds.
Xi Yan was certain that this was definitely more to the cat's liking than beef or mutton.
Su Muyou's greed was also aroused, "I want to try it!"
Xi Yan directly handed him the small cloth bag and said, "There are other ways to cook it, but it's not convenient to just pick it up and eat it. If Saint Son likes it, dinner can be arranged."
The kitten has already started to bite the food, nodding as it eats.
The slices of dried meat are very thin and sprinkled with a very small amount of catnip.
The texture is crispy and it feels a bit relaxing when eaten.
Isn’t this definitely the meat chips of the cat world?
Perfect for snacks!
If the full score is 10, Su Muyou is willing to give it 9.8.
The remaining 0.2 is to leave room for the opponent to improve.
Altaïr, who witnessed all this, said: "......"
Sure enough, he still hated this witch doctor.
However, Xi Yan and Altaïr's secret rivalry did not last long.
Soon, the intra-clan competition officially began.
Altaïr shouted and waved goodbye to the kitten.
Non-participants were asked to move to the periphery of the square to avoid occupying the venue and affecting their performance.
Su Muyu and Xi Yan both have extraordinary identities, and were arranged by the Lion Chief to sit in a special "audience seat".
That was the platform usually used to blow the warning horn. It was much higher than the surrounding areas, and there was no one in front to block their view.
At the same time, you can stand high and see far, with an excellent perspective, and you can have a panoramic view of the entire square.
The venue is wide, and in order to save time, the lions divided it into small areas, with several groups working at the same time.
This competition is just to select members who will go to other places to participate in the grand battles among various ethnic groups.
Therefore, we only need to eliminate certain candidates, and there is no ranking of first, second, or third.
The lion chief arranged this rule because he was afraid that his tribesmen would be aroused to an excessive desire to win.
At that time, the competition that should have ended in a limited manner may turn into a life-and-death struggle with life-threatening consequences.
He also went through that age and understands that kind of psychology very well.
The lion beastmen transformed into their beast forms and stepped into the arena with their drawn opponents.
The deafening roar of the lion resounded through the sky, and the game among the young people in the tribe officially began.
Su Muyou sat on the stage, and vaguely understood why some people liked to go to the Colosseum to watch fights.
The ferocious fights between the wild beasts occupied the eyes, and the strong smell of blood wafting in the nose stimulated the sense of smell.
It was bloody and violent, but the adrenaline was stimulated and the interest rose along with the enthusiastic cheers and applause around.
I wish I could stand up and shout a few times to cheer for the side I support.
Due to the racial barriers, Su Muyu couldn't really tell who was fighting with whom based on the lions' appearance.
The identities of a few people can only be determined through the occasional exchanges of insults between the two sides.
He was watching with so much interest that he didn't even notice when he finished the snacks in his hand.
Seeing this, Xi Yan sighed that the portion was still too small.
However, this is not because they are stingy and take less, but because the bird catching cage was made not long ago and the success rate is unstable.
Even if I want to give more, I am unable to do so.
We can only make improvements slowly or increase the number of bird cages.
As a human being, Xi Yan's hunting ability with his bare hands is indeed no match for the lion orcs.
But it was because he was a human being, a human being from another time and space.
What is in his mind is his best trump card.
If your bare hands don’t work, then find a way to make more powerful tools!
Su Muyou didn't know that one of the male protagonists, who was supposed to shine in the profession of witch doctor, was already thinking about his second side job.
He recognized that among the orcs competing below, there were several members of his guard team.
Having protected him closely for so long, they could naturally remember their voices and some of their distinctive features. For example, Beverly, who was Avril's best friend, loved beauty and had her semi-circular ears dyed pink with flower juice.
However, the ferocity of the attack reminded Su Muyou of a famous online saying: The pinker the hair, the harder the hit.
As expected, we won the game smoothly.
She is truly a heroine among women, a female among females.
For example, Daler's tail is different from that of other lion beastmen.
It's not a whole furry ball, but a very obvious bald spot.
I heard that when he was young, he was playing with a friend and got bitten by the other person, causing him to become like this.
besides......
......
The fact that they can squeeze into the guard team shows that their strength should not be underestimated.
The final result was also very good. At least in the first round, Su Muyu had not seen any of his own people lose.
The guards who won the game, as if they had made an appointment, all let out a long whistle towards the stands, then half-crouched to signal.
They didn't bring shame to the Holy Son!