Codex of the Old Gods: I Have a World

However, the seemingly loose and baggy skirt hung firmly on her body no matter how violently she moved.

This disappointed Zhao Chuanxin.

Female hula dance can still reveal the femininity of women. The dance god Kara's movements in tribute to her sister Perla are full of natural tension.

But when those Kanaka men came on the scene, the picture changed.

Zhao Chuanxin looked at the coconut tree not far away, pulled the bolt of the gun, and pulled the trigger.

This kind of war dance can really train flexibility and coordination, making their strong bodies soft.

After Jixi translated, Zhao Chuanxin frowned: "What is the Kakau mark?"

The high priest sighed: "Although we Kanaka people are protected by the gods, the white people's weapons are too powerful. Our Ko'a is no match for them."

The last time I stepped aside, I was almost beaten by Miao Cuihua...

Zhao Chuanxin didn't want to accept it, because in this aspect, he felt he couldn't compare with others.

Of course, there are some differences between the Kanaka and Maori people in Hawaii.

Anyway, I didn’t understand what the high priest was saying, so I simply sat down.

When the short spear at his feet was empty, Zhao Chuanxin looked up and saw everyone staring at him blankly.

The crowd booed.

The high priest said excitedly: "My friend from afar, you are definitely the incarnation of the God of War Kuku! Your numbness is incredibly powerful! It can be seen that you have never been in contact with Ko'a, but you can master the skills in the shortest time. , it’s really amazing.”

Miao Cuihua didn't care about anything else, she was just worried about Zhao Chuanxin's health: "Last time, I lost a pig and slipped. Either forget it, or you will suffer for a long time."

Zhao Chuanxin also saw some clues.

In the view of the Kanaka people, since force is worth tyranny, it should be shown, so as to communicate with the gods.

Who is the most capable race in the Pacific?

That must be Samoan.

Don't be fooled.

A group of men from Kanaka looked at each other: "..."

Ignoring the comments of others, he picked up the third stick and threw it.

He didn't understand what he said wrong.

Not only do you have to practice the accuracy of throwing, you even have to practice catching spears, which is a bit scary.

"..."

At this time, the Kanaka men on the field were jumping and shouting: "Hula... Kaaaah... Hula... Kaaaaaa..."

In fact, Li Shutong's personality became much more cheerful while he was following Zhao Chuanxin.

When asked about Kihi, Kihi said: "Her name is Mahina. She is not only the best dancer favored by the Kara Dance God in the tribe, but also the best Kahuna Ta Tatau."

Zhao Chuanxin was startled and glared at Ji Xi fiercely.

This thing is also quite energy-consuming. The first two or three times can be considered as a warm-up. After throwing seven or eight times, you will gradually become exhausted, your arms will become numb, and your throwing distance and accuracy will also decrease.

The high priest also began to sing in a low voice without knowing the meaning.

The high priest's eyes lit up, and the surrounding Kanaka people also joined in.

Isn’t it nice to show off in the field you are good at?

It's like he didn't say anything.

"This is our Hula Ka'i war dance, which communicates with Kuku, the god of war, who gives us spiritual and physical strength," Kisch said.

The crowd suddenly became excited, and men and women were eager to try. Finally, the high priest ordered a mixed-race woman with a plus-size figure.

Their spears were made of wood and sharpened bone and came in various lengths. There are some for long-distance throwing, and some for close combat.

The high priest nodded: "It doesn't matter, I will arrange it."

Zhao Chuanxin pressed his hands and did not blush: "Low-key, everyone is low-key."

Zhao Chuanxin's old face turned red: "Look what you said, it was an accident. A pig weighs more than 100 pounds, can it be compared with a spear?"

Kirsch said: "It is a mark that unites us closely. It is a mark blessed by the gods of Ken and Lono."

Zhao Chuanxin saw that the Kanaka people were interested in guns, so he took out a dozen rifles and some ammunition from the secret realm: "I give them to you, my friends."

Boy, this is a full three-dimensional show, full of sound and color.

Ning An was dissatisfied: "Sir is still very strong."

The American military recruits most like to patronize the Samoan ethnic group.

Zhao Chuanxin waved his hand: "That's it. I'm just a layman and can't compare to you."

Mainly because he had some small calculations in his mind, maybe he would have contact with these Kanaka people in the future.

Do you call this a layman?

While talking, Mahina ran over with some bottles and cans.

Mishan saw coconuts falling and some were broken, so he ran over and licked them.

It's big and flexible enough, so I asked if it's scary?

After the war dance, Zhao Chuanxin took the lead in applauding.

With the first calibration and experience, Zhao Chuanxin was closer to the center line and threw farther when he threw for the second time.

Zhao Chuanxin rolled his eyes: "Everyone can practice hot weapons, but you have been practicing spears since childhood. If you want, it's just guns and cannons, I can provide you with some for practice."

Next up is the Hakoko show.

The fourth root,

The fifth root,

The sixth root...

Constantly calibrated by devil's crystal glasses,

Zhao Chuanxin's throws became more and more accurate and farther and farther.

They have strong bones, tall bodies, and outstanding strength.

Each of these people are born warriors.

After hearing this, the woman turned around and ran away.

Ning An: "I..."

The high priest began to chant: "O great Kane, the water that gives life to the earth.

This thing is definitely not as good as a hot weapon, but being stabbed is also very cold, and it is inevitable to blow out the lamp and pull out the wax.

Two six zero three: c zero two four: c zero zero a: c four one one:: three zero

Liu Yuanshan also whispered: "Look at them staring and sticking out their tongues, it's so scary."

Although Erwin Rommel of Germany was his opponent, he lamented that if he was given a Maori army, he could conquer the world.

Li Shutong narrowed his eyes. He knew that Captain Zhao had never engaged in loss-making business and was willing to give away these guns for free. He must have had some intentions.

Zhao Chuanxin was moved after hearing this.

Sometimes they bend down, sometimes stand up, twisting their waists and abdomen, and moving their hands and feet, full of powerful rhythm and unusually masculine!

Combined with the tattoos on their backs, arms, legs, and even on their fingers, toes and faces, it makes people feel like they will pick up the spears on the ground and go into battle at any time.

These men have muscular bodies, not the kind of pure angular bodybuilding, but the kind of muscular body that is covered with thick fat but does not look fat and clumsy.

The short spear flew out, getting further and further away from everyone's sight!

Zhao Chuanxin didn't have any hope in his accuracy, but as the saying goes that great power can produce miracles, he should use his strength to intimidate them.

Zhao Chuanxin saw her plump body trembling wildly as she ran, but her face did not turn red or she was out of breath. He sighed that her physique was really good.

Their flying spears also caused great suffering to the white people.