Chapter 870: Battle pattern

Lin Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, and when the boy opened his mouth, he realized that something was wrong. When the hunters in the Bairi tribe entered the mountain, apart from a few people carrying some hunting tools, some people did go empty-handed Five teenagers, vaguely in it.
The words of these five people were very loud, with obvious maliciousness, but Si Kou changed his day-to-day appearance, his face sullen, and he said nothing, but his appearance seemed to make those five people even more angry.
"So far, what are you proud of? A waste, but the tribe has sacrificed so many tributes for you, but in the end, you are a waste that can't even be marked by the battle pattern! What the hope of the tribe, ha ha ha , Just a joke! "
A tall, tall man nodded at Si Kou's shoulder, and the hate in his tone almost overflowed.
Others screamed one piece of waste at a time. Only the teenager who looked like Si Kou, who was surrounded by everyone in the center, kept his face cold. He hadn't said anything. After the thin body was finished, he smiled coldly: " The tribe hopes? It's just for his dad's sake. Who can think that the tribe's strongest fighter is actually waste. "
Si Kou has been beating the ore, trying to hum the five people as mosquitoes, but when the teenager made these remarks, he squinted in vain and turned his head to look at the teenager.
"Yo, waste is not convinced?" The teenager was not afraid at all, but laughed louder: "Come on, the weapon is up to you, I am empty-handed and still beat you down!"
Others are coaxing.
Si Kou squeezed the hammer in his hand, and the green muscles on his back burst, but he didn't really shoot. Until the teenager gently leaned forward, he moved closer, and to him: "Not only are you a waste, even yours Dad, it's also waste. "
The young man never lowered his voice, Lin Fei heard clearly, and then saw the iron hammer in the hands of Si Kou, and went out!
Si Kou's strength is very strong. This is what Lin Fei has observed. If this hammer is solid, a boulder with a height of one will be cracked on the spot, not to mention the human body, but after the sound of breaking the air, it is more The fierce strength came out, and the young man who provoked the Si Kou just moved gently, quickly took off the rabbit, and easily avoided the past. Then in the next moment, the young man was like a tiger coming out of the mountain, and slapped him on the Si Kou. The force was so great that he directly drove the Si Kou to the ground and slammed it back, hitting the wall with a bang, and the whole wooden house was shocked!
The iron frame and ore behind Si Kou were scattered all over the place.
"A waste, dare to follow me?"
The young man's voice was cold, and he took a step forward. It seemed that he still had to do something, but at this time, a heavy voice came from not far away: "Si Lang."
The teenager stopped, and several other young people looked stunned and converged a lot.
The young man called Si Lang gave Sike a hard look, then turned his head and whispered, "Doctor, have you just returned?"
The doctor I saw yesterday came in from outside the cottage, stood in front of the Si Kou door, and didn't come in. He just stopped and looked at them. "Old, you can't compare to the energy of your young people."
Si Lang seemed unwilling, but still said: "Do you rest early, doctor, we will not disturb."
When finished, Silang took the others and left.
When Lin Fei looked again, the doctor had already disappeared outside the window, and it was estimated that he had returned to his home. In the courtyard, it was a mess. He heard the sound of the door being opened.
After hearing the news, A Ning was confused for only a moment. After seeing his brother fall to the ground, he ran quickly, without crying or noisy, and only helped Si Kou up, and then held Si Kou's hand tightly. Fear and worry, until Si Kou recovered, he said that his brother was fine, and the tears in his eyes fell one by one.
The night was very deep, and the noise was so loud that the rest of the tribe did not hear it, but no one came out.
Si Kou briefly cleaned the courtyard, and then took his sister back to the room.
Lin Fei was sleepless.
He was convinced that he was not mistaken. When the young man named Si Lang attacked Si Kou, his tattoo-like patterns faintly revealed an orange glow. At that moment, whether Si Lang was physically powerful or attacked Both speed and strength have surpassed ordinary people, and when calculated, they have reached the level of practising Qi for those who cultivate immortals.
Pattern? Na Slang called it the war pattern.
Lin Fei recalled what he saw and heard when he woke up from this tribe. Such war patterns are also on the doctor ’s arm, as well as on the teenagers who had just been with Si Lang. Many of those who go into the mountains to hunt have tattoos on their bodies.
It was just that the Sike did not see him.
The fierce tiger tribe, similar to the pattern of fierce beasts, when fighting, the power displayed by the war pattern ...
Lin Fei smiled faintly with a little clue. It turned out that he was not an ordinary tribe ...
Lin Fei is unfamiliar with this kind of battle pattern, and he may never even have seen it with his own eyes, but he is not completely strange. After all, the sword sword pavilion asked by the previous generation contains thousands of thousands, and it has more than swords. Tips, spells.
In the last life, Lin Fei's favorite thing to read was Zhou You Miscellaneous. One of them, "The Book of Ten Thousand Realms," was written by a real person who traveled all over the world. There were many records in it. In the realm, a predecessor of the Mojin School, Zhu Huazhen, also left his travel notes. Lin Fei was fortunate to read it again. Both of these books have mentioned that in the heavens of the world, There are many races, and there are countless people who pursue longevity, but not all races have the opportunity to embark on a long life.
As just seen, those who can imprint the brand on the body and activate the power of the battle pattern during battles have also been recorded in those two travel notes, such as the blood mark technique of ghost repair, the demon mark of the demon, the witch There are many types of spells and spells, and the scene I just saw is more like a primitive tribal totem.
In ancient times, heaven and earth divided at the beginning, various races rose on the mainland from generation to generation, and also changed from generation to generation. Among them, the Wu people were the most powerful race at that time. They echoed the world and could feel everything and manipulate everything. The Matriarchs of the Matriarchs can have earth-shattering power, even the gods must make them three points, but with the evolution of the rules of the earth and the battle between the powerful races, the Matriarchs have gradually declined, but the inheritance has always been The totem inheritance of many primitive tribes was inherited from the Wu people.
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