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Chapter 95 It's not what the brave did!(2/2)

Excitement shone on everyone's faces.

This is a torch showdown.

It is almost a must-play for the Baijia Tribe at celebrations.

It's rare to see it in normal times.

So there is no reason why they should not be excited.

The young generation of war god Alva and the new powerful guest, this is a once-in-a-lifetime showdown!

Alva took the one-handed ax and shield from his companion behind him, looked at the longing eyes of the crowd around him, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar.

"call!"

"Hoo! Hoo!"

There were shouts of agreement all around.

Lance, who had just completed the handover, stared at the two people on the court in stunned silence, stammering a little, "Mu, why did Brother Mu start a fight with Alva?"

However, his companions did not bother to respond to him. At this time, everyone's eyes fell on the center of the field.

At this moment, Alva clashed his ax and shield heavily.

Boom!

It was clearly a weapon that looked like bones, but it made the sound of gold and iron.

It looks like gold but not gold, and looks like bone but not bone.

The heavy but not dull voice immediately silenced the surrounding voices.

Amidst the crackling sound of the torch burning, Alva stared at Mu Fan who was walking across from him, raised his chin and spoke proudly: "Pick up your weapon and fight me like a man!"

"Let me see if your strength... can match your words! I've wanted to fight you from the beginning." Alva's lips curled up in a mocking smile, his voice unceremonious, "Put on your armor!

"

"That's exactly what I meant."

A gentle voice came from Mu Fan's mouth, and Mu Fan's dark side illuminated by fire came out. The scars on his body and his muscular upper body immediately gave the tribesmen a sense of identity.

Scars are the medals of merit for a warrior.

So they are looking forward to the next battle even more.

Mu Fan slowly pulled out the short dark gold stick from his waist.

Naked to the waist, holding a dull-looking short stick, Mu Fan's breath calmed down little by little, until everyone was suddenly surprised to discover that if they didn't look carefully, they might even think there was a statue standing there...

"But...since we choose to fight between men, wearing armor would be unavoidable..."

"I'm bullying you so much!"

There was a loud bang.

A circle of dust waves instantly stirred up where Mu Fan stood.

In an instant, three deep footprints spread across a distance of twenty meters.

After the scene of Mu Fan twisting and flying into the air and smashing with a stick with one hand was frozen for a moment...

Then it crashed down!

Alva suddenly raised his shield.

The curved light sickle blade that had not yet been activated instantly hit the shield that had just risen due to Mu Fan's astonishing power.

boom!

Around the two toned figures, rubble instantly collapsed.

Alva's feet standing on the ground were motionless, but they sank ten centimeters.

"Is this all you have? If so, what will you use to fight the tide of beasts?"

Alva's arm suddenly swelled and swept outward.

But Mu Fan, who was keeping one arm pressed down, felt a terrifying force surge out from under the stick.

With a loud bang, Mu Fan's right hand and his entire body were instantly pushed away!

As he stepped backwards, Mu Fan could clearly see that there was only a shallow mark on the shield...

Is this bone or metal?!
Chapter completed!
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