I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

During the reunion dinner at noon, it is inevitable to take out drinks to celebrate.

Many people who have never drunk wine have also gotten some wine.

But considering that the drinks are limited, they can only be limited.

Even so, these people drank one by one and walked like ducks afterwards-shaking from left to right.

After the reunion dinner is over, various activities begin.

Many people gathered in the square of the Moon Tower.

There is a ring built yesterday for the tribesmen and warriors to wrestle.

According to Mu Feng’s original idea, everyone can go to the competition directly in a ring, but thinking of the soldiers training every day, ordinary clansmen are not their opponents at all, so they are divided into several "groups", which is a reference to the professional group and the previous life. Amateur group.

When Mu Feng was slightly drunk and brought everyone to the ring, the person in charge of the host, Chang Shui, was speaking.

Seeing Mu Feng approaching the stage, he hurriedly looked at him.

Mu Feng waved his hand: "You host you, don't care about us!"

Chang Shui nodded and continued: "According to what I just said, the soldiers are here, the hunters are here, and the others are here!

The rules are very simple, if two people fall against each other, whoever throws the other over wins!

Then proceed to the next round, and finally decide the final winner, the winner can get a black horse as a mount!

But one thing must be explained, the wrestling competition is for the Chinese New Year to let everyone exercise. The friendship of the people of the family is the first, and the competition is the second!

It is normal for minor falls or bruises during the competition.

However, you must not seriously injure your opponent. If you fail to abide by my agreement, the match will be canceled, and the match will be punished! "

"Yes!"

Then everyone onlookers in the audience shouted: "I want to compare, I want to compare!"

"If I don't want horses, can I have weapons?"

"Yes, if I win, can I ask for something else?"

...

Soon someone laughed and responded: "Zamu, you don't seem to sign up yet. It seems that you have won!"

"I have already signed up. Who of you compares with me?"

"If you win first, let's talk about it..."

Li Wang, Zhahe and others behind Mu Feng were eager to try, rubbing their hands in excitement, and were about to jump onto the stage to sign up.

Mu Feng hurriedly reached out and stopped, and said with a smile: "You two don't go to participate!"

"Why?" Li Wang scratched his head.

Zahe was also puzzled: "We are going to compete in the fighter group!"

Mu Feng shook his head and smiled: "If you go to the competition, who will compare with you?"

King Li scratched his head again and looked at the stage. He really found that all the ordinary soldiers on the stage were looking at him nervously, clearly afraid that he would come to the stage.

When they saw the warchief stop King Li, they obviously lightened up one by one.

Liwang and Zhahe had to give up.

The game soon began, and soldiers, hunters, and tribesmen quickly stood still on the stage.

Even because of the large number of people who signed up, there was a lot of open space in the audience-it looked like a thousand groups of people stood facing each other, waiting for Chang Shui's order, and then started wrestling.

Chang Shui looked around for a week and shouted aloud: "Da Jiang's first wrestling contest on New Year's Eve, now it will begin!"

So the wrestling competitions with various tricks and "strange tricks" started in full swing.

Some people used the sweeping legs, some people used the shoulder throw, and some relied on their heads high, directly erected the opponent's shoulders and threw them to the ground...

The people involved are more serious, and people who see it can also shout vigorously.

"Daddy, throw him down!"

"Hey, Chiya, haven't you eaten enough at noon, why didn't you fall him down just now?"

"Zigtor, did you learn your fist from your wife, softly..."

Even Mu Feng served as a qualified spectator well at this time.

He shouted loudly for a while: "Yali, you pin his leg with your leg!"

After a while, he grinned and roared again: "Tsk Tsk, Corduo, you're so clean!"

After a while he shouted again: "Hurry up, what are you two men doing with big eyes and small eyes, can you stare each other down?"

...

For a time, the shouts, hoots, and clamors around the entire square were one after another, and it was very lively.

Seeing the big Jiang people who were so excited that they blushed and their necks were thick, but they threw their fists and shouted, Mu Feng felt proud.

The strength of a piece lies in the spirit, the physique, and the unity.

This kind of competition with the nature of sports competitions can obviously stimulate the tribe's desire to win.

In this era, the tribe’s vibes are brave and aggressive, and the tribe’s tribe’s contending for war has an important effect on the strength of the tribe.

He even thought that in the future, this kind of competition will not only be done during festivals, but also need to select good people from various cities on a regular basis every year, and come to the Great Jianglong City to compete together.

The competitions must not be limited to wrestling, but can also include equestrianism, archery, flying stone rope, spear throwing, uduo, long-distance running, sprinting, baton...

It seems that all kinds of competitions that have the characteristics of the **** warrior and the tribe, and also integrate the sports competitions of the previous life, can be added.

The "strong people" in each city are concentrated in Dajiang, and let them know how strong Dajiang is, and they are proud and recognized.

In this way, it can not only keep the great Jiang people contending and be good at fighting, but also stimulate them to always pay attention to exercise and training.

More importantly, it can promote the unity of these tribes.

Even if necessary, he can also recruit new tribesmen in a competition in Pixiu City in Xiaoshi, attracting people from small tribes to compete and obtain the strongest fighters in each department!

Of course, he can also use the form of hosting the Olympics to attract more tribes to compete, and he can also play a role in promoting the great **** and showing his strength.

There are thousands of powerful roads in Dajiang, and all of them are powerful roads in Dajiang!

Almost when everyone was cheering, Mu Feng wrote down the matter in his heart, and only waited for a few years to be free, and negotiated with a few people.

At this moment, a child ran up to Mu Feng nervously, hesitated and gritted his teeth and said, "Great, Chief, I have something to tell you!"

Mu Feng smiled and asked: "What's the matter, you can talk about it!"

The child nodded hurriedly and said excitedly: "Those people can compete, I, I want to compete too!"

Before Mu Feng spoke, a woman followed the child, and rushed to Mu Feng nervously, leaning forward and shouting: "Great Chief, I, I will take him away..."

Mu Feng waved his hand: "The kid!"

Then he looked at the child: "Then tell me, how do you want to compare?"

Seeing that Mu Feng was so good at talking, the child stopped stuttering, clenched his fists and said, "I want to wrestle too!"

Mu Feng asked again: "Then if you win, what reward do you want to get?"

The child said seriously: "I, I want to change my mother-in-law into a fur coat!"

The woman immediately became embarrassed.

Mu Feng smiled and waved his hand, and asked, "Why, is the fur clothes not enough?"

The woman shook her head quickly: "No, it's not!"

After a pause, her face was flushed: "I looked at Ji Hua's black fur that looks better, so..."

Later, her voice was getting smaller and she couldn't hear clearly.

Mu Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't want to "under the heyday, the road would be hungry".

As for women's love of beauty and privateness, he thinks it is a good thing.

These thoughts show that big **** is strong, and human perception is changing!

He smiled and said, "Well, since you want to have a test, I can set up a special test for your children, okay?"

The little child clapped his hands excitedly and shouted, "Okay, okay, thank you Chief Chief!"

So Mu Feng waited for the end of Changshui's wrestling competition, and then signaled Changshui.

Chang Shui quickly understood, and nodded to Mu Feng.

Only then did Mu Feng come to the stage to announce: "Since the adults have all tested, then I will set up a test for the children. If you win, you can choose what you want!"

Everyone cheered.

Mu Feng said with a smile: "Children can have two kinds of competitions, one is wrestling and the other is cockfighting!"

"Cockfighting?" Everyone was stunned.

Mu Feng explained with a smile: "You all understand wrestling, then I will teach you how to fight cock!"

Mu Feng was very playful, so he demonstrated and explained: "The two people in the competition need to be like me, hold one foot in front of him with both hands, so that it will be hard to knock the other side down!

Of course, you can also avoid it during the competition, but you can't put your foot down, you have to hold one foot with both hands and jump! "

As he said, Mu Feng jumped and started to demonstrate. At the same time, he imagined that there was an opponent on the opposite side, smashing, topping, picking, sweeping, and lifting.

Zaha was eager to try: "Warchief, I want to try!"

Mu Feng laughed and said: "You come, you come!"

Zhahe jumped to the front of the stage, learning how to look like Mu Feng, hugged both hands and feet, first moved back and forth and got used to it a few times, then learned Mu Feng to sweep and smash it, and then he laughed: "Warchief, let's talk about it first, if I get you, don't blame me!"

Mu Feng laughed loudly: "Don't worry, don't blame you!"

When he said that, he rode Juechen and slammed straight into Zhahe.

At the same time, he yelled proudly: "Hey, Jiang Jiang Mufeng, here is here to play!"

After all, Zhahe was the most aggressive fighter among the fighters. Chasing Kungfu was not about blowing. He left Mu Feng to take advantage of the momentum and hit his knees, but it was only slightly shaken, but it didn't make much difference.

On the contrary, he almost confiscated it under the collision, and was about to jump off the stage.

Mu Feng was surprised, and turned his head on the brakes in time, and laughed: "Hey, it's amazing!"

Zaha laughed presumptuously: "Hahaha, who doesn't know about the Great Jiang Warrior, I can learn everything fast in Zhaha!"

After a pause, he laughed presumptuously: "Warchief, it's my turn this time!"

As he said, he also learned from Mu Feng and shouted: "Da Jiang Hei Zhahe, here comes the battle!"

Everyone in the audience roared and cheered, and supported Mu Feng, and some supported Zhahe.

Regardless of the number of people, just listen to the voice, and even Zhahe has the upper hand-obviously it is not too big for someone to watch the excitement.

"Zhahe, knock down the warchief!"

"Yes, knock him over, you can blow it for a lifetime!"

"Warchief, be careful!"

...

The corners of Zhahe's mouth were exaggerated, and as soon as victory was imminent, he accelerated his speed and ran into it with one leg.

Mu Feng smiled and said, "Waiting for you!"

He hurried to the moment that Zahe was about to bump into him, he jumped slightly to the left by a half step.

Zhahe hugged his knee and bumped into the air.

Then he rushed forward like Mu Feng.

Without waiting for him to leave him completely, Mu Feng turned sideways and swept across his knees on Zhahe's ass, grinning strangely: "Go!"

Zhahe's forward rush was very fast, and he got the acceleration of Mu Feng's knee, and the speed was faster, immediately tried the balance, and threw a dog on the stage to eat shit.

"Hahaha!" Mu Feng laughed triumphantly, "Who else!"

Everyone in the audience also burst into laughter.

Amidst the laughter, Da Jiang's children jumped onto the stage with excitement to start cockfighting-obviously, this new gameplay can arouse their interest even more.

...

Of course, there are other activities besides competitions in Dragon City.

The young men also invited a few fighters to the training ground to teach them marksmanship and knife skills.

The older women spontaneously followed Ji Yang to make dumplings-stuffed with chives and eggs, stuffed with pork, stuffed with beef shoots, stuffed with shepherd's purse...

The young women finally got free, and one by one, in groups, looked carefully to the training ground to see if there were any beloved men coming to the stage to compete, and quietly bowed their heads shyly.

There were also groups of women talking and laughing all the way out of the city gate, heading to the clear lake to the east to "appreciate the lake".

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