Dama's pupils suddenly shrank. She was a "sacred warrior" of the Maasai people. She was used to seeing life and death, and her hands could tear apart tigers and leopards, but the pressure on her with just a bow was as great as a mountain. Dama's throat was dry, and she took the iron with both hands.

Bow, murmured: "There is such a divine bow. It must have drank the blood of many people. I can feel its piercing murderous intent..." This iron bow was more than ten times heavier than her red sandalwood bow. Dama tried her best

With all her strength, she could only draw a very small arc, and the sharp alloy bowstring almost cut her fingers. To avoid injury, she had to put down the iron bow, with frustration, unwillingness and shock mixed in her eyes - she was from the Maasai ethnic group.

"God Warrior", if people heard that she could not even draw a bow, wouldn't it be a huge blow to the proud Maasai people?

Fu Chenxue took the iron bow and said: "Its name is 'Dragon Yin', it invades like fire, kills with arrows, and has drunk the blood of thousands of people!" After saying that, he held the bow with his left hand and pulled the string with his right hand, clear and clear.

The dragon's roar came out through the strings, and the bow was opened like a full moon. In an instant, the temperature in the earthen house dropped sharply, and the strong murderous intention flew like snow.

Dama looked at Fu Chenxue with brilliant eyes. This oriental man brought too many surprises. I wonder how many shocking legends he has under his elegant appearance?

Fu Chenxue appeared at the training ground carrying the "Dragon Song Bow", which immediately caused a sensation among the Maasai people. In the long history of the Maasai people, no foreigner has ever participated in the selection of "sacred warriors", but no one dared to object, because

His qualifications were approved by the Presbyterian Council. Despite this, except for the warriors from the "Daka" tribe who looked calm, the contestants from other tribes showed deep disdain. On the African continent, they are the gods.

Beloved, relying on the gift of God, they have gained powerful strength and extraordinary fighting skills. No one can defeat them. This strange oriental man is not worthy of being their opponent at all.

A tall black bear-like guy approached Fu Chenxue, raised his middle finger at him, spat on the ground, and said viciously: "I don't care who you are or where you come from. You'd better listen to me clearly.

Dama, stay away, she is the goddess of our Maasai people. If you know her, get out of here, or I will break your neck!"

Fu Chenxue looked at him, a cold gleam like a blade flashed across his eyes. The "Daka" warriors "Antelope" and "Lion Boy" who competed with Fu Chenxue saw this, stepped forward and said angrily: "Ba

Lu, Fu Chenxue is our most distinguished guest and a warrior representing Dhaka. Are you challenging Dhaka by doing this?"

Balu said: "'Dhaka' is the home of the goddess Dama. It is respected by all the Maasai people, but you actually sent an outsider to represent 'Dhaka' in the competition. Aren't you afraid of losing 'Dhaka's face?"

Aren’t these so-called ‘warriors’ ashamed?”

"Lion Boy" became furious, pulled out his sword, and shouted: "Balu, you are so brave, how dare you insult the Dhaka warriors - come on, pull out your sword, let us see who is the winner."

You are a coward!"

Balu said disdainfully: "Lion, you are not worthy of fighting me——"

"Lion Boy" was so angry that he raised his sword and was about to attack. Balu laughed wildly and said: "Lion Boy, do you want to outnumber our 'Jibul' tribe?" He waved back, and ten members from the "Jibul" tribe

Several warriors unsheathed their swords one after another and slowly surrounded them. "Antelope" showed no sign of weakness, and stood beside "Lion" with his waist knife. A bloody conflict was about to break out. Fu Chenxue grabbed "Lion"

"Zai" wrist, put the waist knife back into the scabbard, and said calmly: "If you want to fight hard, go to the fighting field. The Maasai 'god warriors' are heroes that everyone is watching, not cowards who rely on numbers to win."

Here, he turned to look at Balu and others, and said word by word: "I will wait for you. I hope the famous 'Jabul' will not disappoint me!"
Chapter completed!