Chapter 5471: Only soft bones can survive to the end

"A strong man invited by the Guiluo tribe?"
"Everyone be careful! Back up!"
"It came so fast!"
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When the people in the house heard this, their faces changed.
The Ghost Luo tribe is also one of the ancient tribes in this forest. They have the blood of some kind of ancient monsters in their bodies. They are not only extremely powerful, but also extremely tyrannical.
Half a month ago, a few children of the Guiluo tribe ran to the territory of the Zilin tribe without authorization, and fell into a trap used to capture monsters.
When the Zilin found out, one of the children was dead.
For the Zilin clan, this is completely an unwarranted disaster.
Rather than saying that the trap was used to catch monsters, it was better to say that they were placed around the village to prevent monsters from approaching.
According to the rules in this forest, people from other ethnic groups who ran into the sphere of influence of other ethnic groups without authorization, let alone fell into a trap, even if they were killed, they deserved it.
But things like rules are often only effective when they are evenly matched.
When one group is far more powerful than the other, rules are of little use.
There is no doubt that the Guiluo clan is much stronger than the Zilin clan!
When a child of the Guiluo tribe was found dead, the Zilin tribe was terrified, and finally took the initiative to send the child's body back with several others, and even apologized and lowered their stance.
As a result, the Ghost Luo clan did not give up!
Not only did they beat the few members of the Zilin clan who went to apologize to death, they arrested them and put them in jail, they even threatened to exterminate the Zilin clan.
In the back, all the strong members of the Guiluo tribe are dispatched!
Fortunately, at the critical moment, this fat boy suddenly appeared and helped the Zilin clan beat the opponent away, so that the Zilin clan did not suffer from annihilation!
"Are you the strongman invited by the Guiluo tribe? You, who deserve to stand in front of Lao Tzu, claiming to be strong?"
In the room, with a still calm expression, was the fat and white young man.
After he finished eating slowly, he stood up and looked at Lin Chen:
"I'll give you a chance now, just bow your head and admit defeat, don't force me to take action! If I do, you will inevitably die."
Seeing his self-confidence, everyone in the Zilin clan felt relieved.
Although this young man's mouth is like a bottomless pit, it is too edible, but his strength is beyond doubt!
With him supporting himself and others, then there is nothing to be afraid of!
"Who are you, and why do you want to help the Ghost Clan? From the beginning to the end of this matter, it is clear that the Ghost Clan is bullying too much!"
"Hmph! You don't need to reason with him. What kind of reason can such a person who helps the evildoers have?"
"Exactly! Now that we have the help of this adult, there is no need to bow to such a guy anymore."
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Everyone in the Zilin tribe seemed to have found their backbone, and gathered around the fat young man.
The patriarch looked at the young man and begged, "My lord, please make a quick decision so as not to affect the people and buildings in the village."
"Don't worry, clean up a guy who came out of nowhere, and there won't be any trouble at all!"
While picking his teeth, the young man walked towards Lin Chen.
Swish!
Just when his figure was three or four meters away from Lin Chen, he suddenly disappeared, or in other words, his speed was as fast as teleportation, and people's sights couldn't keep up with his speed at all!
In an instant, the young man appeared behind Lin Chen and reached out to grab Lin Chen's shoulder!
"Hmph! Get down on the ground!"
He let out a cold snort, and exerted force on the palms that were pressing on Lin Chen, trying to push Lin Chen to the ground.
"Get down!"
"Give me down!"
"Things that don't know how to live or die!"
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Everyone in the Zilin tribe seemed to be infected by the strong self-confidence of the young man, and they couldn't help but chime in with each other. They were full of anticipation. In their minds, they seemed to have taken the first step and saw the young man showing great power.
The result was a bit embarrassing.
Lin Chen stood motionless, turned his head to look at the young man, his eyes seemed to be looking at a fool.
The young man's expression was stiff, and he looked at his right hand suspiciously.
"Get down! Get down for me!"
With a cold cry, he exerted all his strength with his right hand, almost using all his breastfeeding strength, his face flushed a little.
However, even so, Lin Chen remained motionless, not even the slightest change in that look of disdain.
Everyone in the Zilin clan was dumbfounded.
"What...what's the situation?"
"That lord, it seems that there is no way to take the other party?"
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Everyone is not stupid.
Looking at the scene in front of him, it is easy to judge that, at least in terms of strength, the young man seems to be far inferior to the strong man invited by the Ghost Luo tribe.
Boom!
At this moment, Lin Chen turned around suddenly, stretched out his hand to grab the opponent's arm, and twisted it violently!
"Ah! It hurts!"
The young man let out a cry of pain, but Lin Chen twisted his arms and half knelt on the ground, startled and angry.
What surprised him even more was what Lin Chen said.
"In human form, you shouldn't be able to exert all your strength, right? Why don't you restore your body and see if you can resist me?
Of course, you can also choose not to waste time! After all, in the final analysis, it is just a middle-level true god, no matter how strong the blood is, it cannot rival the king. "
"You..." The young man was so frightened that his ghosts froze.
The next moment, a terrifying aura spread from Lin Chen's body.
Youth is like falling into an ice cave!
Everyone present felt chills in their hearts, as if an invisible mountain was pressing on them, and they were all forced to kneel down by the huge pressure.
"What, you look terrified when you see the king? Didn't you just say that the king and the strong are chasing after you to worship you as a teacher?"
Lin Chen jokingly laughed.
The young man was full of embarrassment, he couldn't figure it out anyway, no matter how powerful the Guiluo tribe is, they are still natives in the forest, how could it be possible to invite helpers at the level of a god-king?
"Forgive me! Please forgive me, senior!"
The young man was full of flattery, and he didn't care whether to lose face or not, so he begged for mercy directly.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Zilin clan felt chills.
"It's over! We're over!"
The patriarch's body shook, and he felt dizzy for a while. If he hadn't been supported by the people next to him, he might have fainted directly.
"Why, stop fighting?"
"Yes! Stop fighting! I am not your opponent at all, senior. Please hold your hands high, senior, and don't care about me like me!"
The young man didn't feel ashamed at all, and his face was full of respect.
Lin Chen frowned and said with a sneer, "Your bones are much softer than I imagined!"
The young man sneered and said, "The tough ones don't last long, only the soft ones can survive to the end! Besides, I'm not weak, but senior, you are too powerful. Even if I try my best, I won't have the slightest chance of winning!"
"Stop flattering! I'll give you a chance!"
Lin Chen glanced at the people of the Zilin clan next to him, "Kill them all, and I'll let you go!"
The young man was stunned, and turned his head to look at the shocked and angry Zilin tribe. Lin Chen didn't rush him, but looked at him expressionlessly, not knowing what he was thinking.