The rise of the cousin in the world of beasts

The area of ​​the cave enough to accommodate more than 2000 people is comparable to a small village, and the training ground for the little orcs is also quite spacious and open, allowing Lincoln to fulfill his vision very well.

Columnar stones half a person's height were dragged over and arranged in a straight vertical line according to Lincoln's instructions, with the distance between each stone only half a meter.In addition, many branches and trunks that had not been chopped into firewood were also erected under Lincoln's guidance, forming a half-meter-high obstacle with the characters "冂".

Many orcs and sub-beasts in the tribe came here one after another after hearing the news. They usually have a lot of free time during the snow season. Now that there are such interesting things, they inevitably want to watch the excitement.

"Have you heard? Cripple Lincoln is facing off with the little orc's training team!"

"I know! It is said that I even made a bet, what a kind!"

"What's the matter? Is it overestimated? The cripple said that he has a new training method that can help little orcs improve their abilities. It's so funny! What is he?"

"A person who has been lying in bed waiting to die all year round, I'm afraid he has never seen the training of little orcs, has he? He has a new method? Ha!"

The sub-beasts were still very talkative, and they had a lively chat on the way from the central area, and everyone sneered at Lincoln.Some people even think that Lincoln is unwilling to be lonely and wants to do something to attract the attention of the orcs in the tribe. After all, there are still many single orcs.

Ian and his two friends had reconciled, and they were also walking forward in the crowd at this time, and the three of them also laughed at Lincoln's bet in various ways.Especially when I heard that two of the three people who bet with Lincoln were Ian's followers, it made them show off their might.

Freckle-faced Barry smiled happily: "I guess lame Lincoln doesn't know that Chester and Jeremy are Ian's followers, otherwise he certainly wouldn't want to seduce these two people, I'm looking forward to seeing him A tragic end when dreams are shattered."

Naturally, Vic continued to say compliments: "I think maybe it was Chester and Jeremy who wanted to repair Lincoln because of Ian, so they made a bet to make Lincoln lose face in front of all the clansmen. Their What a great idea!"

A hint of arrogance flashed in Ian's dark brown eyes, making him look even more radiant.He always smiled and maintained his demeanor, and his steps were very calm, like a refined scholar with temperament.Ian's temperament clearly distinguishes him from other sub-beasts, which is why he is popular in the tribe.

If other sub-beasts have a kind of wild beauty, Ian is intellectually beautiful, enough to make the eyes of orcs shine.I am used to seeing the same sub-beasts, but suddenly appearing in such a different style, it is absolutely attractive.How else could even the number one warrior of the tribe be fascinated by him?

Lincoln didn't have time to care about those people's gossip at this time, and ordered the little orcs to arrange two side-by-side phalanxes on the selected open space.As the stones and branches were gradually built, the sports he was going to take shape soon-obstacle running and hurdles.

Lincoln called the six little orcs aside, and Lincoln explained to them how to use them.On the obstacle runway made of stones, they must take a 丨[S]-shaped route to bypass the stones blocking the way, crossing left and right, without touching any stones in the process, and running all the way to the finish line.This method is a test of variable speed running and body control. It is extremely difficult to enhance the control of various parts of the body during high-speed running.

Hurdle is a test of jumping ability, how to cross all the hurdles in the shortest time?How to maintain the explosive power to cross every railing?How can you get to the finish line without hitting all the railings?Seemingly simple things, it is not easy to achieve results.

The little orcs didn't find it difficult during Lincoln's explanation, didn't they just go around the stones, step over the tree stumps and run to the front line?How simple!But compared to their usual training such as running in circles and jumping in place, it seems much more fun.

Bligh and Tabor discussed in the crowd over the placed stones and tree stumps. Like the rest of the tribe, they didn't understand the usage of these things at all.What is the use of placing a few stones like this?Is it for the little orcs to polish their claws and teeth?

"How can Lincoln bet with others properly? I heard that if he loses, he will let the other party deal with him. What should we do?" Bligh said worriedly, clasping his hands tightly together, extremely worried.

Tabor leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Did you forget that Lincoln is the messenger of the beast god now? He must have a way, don't worry too much."

Bligh's eyes lit up, and he muttered excitedly: "That's right! How did I forget this? It must be from... In this way, my Lincoln will win!"

Tabor motioned him to restrain his emotions, so that others would not see it.Lincoln has his own plans, and they can't hold him back.

The two quickly calmed down, and then found that the patriarch Benila was standing in a crowded direction.Benila carefully looked at the stones and tree stumps placed in front of him, and then looked at the confident Lincoln. He knew in his heart that this was definitely a training method from another world, and it was likely to be more effective than their usual training.It's just that he can't figure out how to use these things.

Jeremy stood up from the crowd and sneered, "Lime Lincoln, don't you think these messy things are your so-called new methods? Stones? Branches? Are you going to sharpen the claws of the little orcs? It's really not easy for them to grasp through such a big rock, but it's not fundamentally different from our usual training!"

Chester interjected: "Although I didn't expect much from you from the beginning, but you made such an ugly scene, I really don't know how to say hello."

Lincoln spread his hands and said, "Are you using words to make the final struggle? Want to lose better? It's a pity that you will lose no matter what."

"You are too arrogant! Most of the clansmen are here now, and you dare to speak big words, how shameless are you!" Jeremy roared angrily.

Lincoln was too lazy to talk nonsense with them, and the verbal dispute was meaningless.

He picked Miller from Mitchell's back and was about to arrange their order when he heard a familiar voice from behind: "Lincoln, I know you are angry that I am in love with Brooke, so I know that Jeremy And Chester is my follower, deliberately betting with them to attract their attention. But you are too unwise, everyone is watching now, what if you lose?"

Turning around and looking over, it was indeed Ian.Surrounded by Barry and Vic, he stood at the front, trying to persuade Lincoln with a worried look.He has a good temperament, and his handsome appearance is not to mention. Compared with him, Lincoln, who is sallow, emaciated and crippled, is like heaven and earth.

After listening to Ian's words, the more than 200 onlookers suddenly realized that the cripple Lincoln suddenly wanted to bet, because he wanted to anger Ian.This person is too stupid. If he really wants to vent his anger, he shouldn't be so public. It's already enough to embarrass him, but now he's afraid to embarrass his father and Yafu even more!

Listening to everyone's muttering and mocking words, Lincoln, whose temper would flare up from time to time, suddenly became angry. He really didn't know that Ian was so good at pretending to be a white lotus!

Lincoln laughed out of anger, looked straight at Ian and said, "Actually, the person I most want to bet on is you, Ian, but you are so shameless, I feel sick every time I see you, so In the end, I chose your followers to gamble. But since you jumped out impatiently, and the success disgusted me, how about you just bet with me? I don’t need you to kowtow and apologize after you lose, okay? , whoever of us loses will give the other three slaps, how about it?"

"You say I'm shameless?" Ian's usual indifferent demeanor in front of people suddenly broke, and he was insulted in public. It would be strange if he could bear it. "I just want to throw up when I see you! I don't even look at how ugly your face is! How ugly that lame leg is! Your hair is dry and ugly like fallen leaves in winter, and your skin is even more shriveled. You can't do anything but lie in bed, that's why Brooke dumped you! You're the ugliest sub-beast!"

Ian's chattering roar, who wanted to vent his anger, shocked hundreds of people around him to look at him with wide eyes.No one expected that Ian would have such a rough side.

Ian, who had just finished scolding, trembled all over, and quickly covered his mouth with his hands.God, why is he yelling in public?So uneducated!Countless gazes focused on him, making him speak incoherently: "I...I'm so angry, it was Lincoln who scolded me for being shameless first..." He pursed his mouth in grievance, and was about to cry.

Jeremy was the first to comfort him: "It's okay Ian, you're right, he is the ugliest sub-beast, this is not a curse! Don't look at Ian, let's see what happens to the ugly Lincoln Lose it!"

"Jeremy, thank you." Ian smiled gratefully at him, looking at him with intoxicating tenderness with his moist brown eyes.

Jeremy, who saw his heart beat faster, bowed and said, "This is what a follower should do."

The other onlookers felt that Ian and Jeremy were right. It was Lincoln who cursed first, and Ian had no choice but to fight back.

Lincoln looked on coldly. It seemed that Ian was only pretending to be generous on the surface. In fact, his mind was smaller than a needle, and he was very easily irritated.Others are obviously biased towards Ian, and it is true that this is also a world of faces!

Lincoln had calmed down at this moment, and since he had already spoken out, it was naturally not so easy to change: "Ian, it seems that you are not going to accept my proposal, are you? Afraid that I will win you?"

Ian, who regained his composure, smiled softly: "Why would I be afraid of you? Since you have repeatedly persecuted me, then I accept your bet. I, Ian, invite all the clansmen to be witnesses. If Lincoln can train differently from the tribe The little orc's new method, then he wins, and if he can't do it, I win, and whoever loses can give the opponent three slaps in the face."

He emphasized the last four words. Earlier, Lincoln didn't say where the three slaps were. He directly slapped his face very viciously.Then Ian said: "Lincoln, every adult orc here has trained little orcs before. It's okay to let them judge this time, right?"

"Okay." Lincoln shrugged, not caring who was the referee.Besides, there were more than 100 adult orcs here. Even if some of them would make unfair decisions, it was impossible for everyone to speak out against their conscience, which would be beneficial to Lincoln.

Lincoln turned around and began to arrange the order of the six little orcs. Erro, who had relatively high overall strength, was ranked first, followed by Mitchell and Andre, and then the other three, all of whom were seven or eight years old. Orcs are weaker in all aspects.

"Huh? Dad, what are you doing?" Miller in Lincoln's arms finally woke up, and the pockets of his stomach began to thump, and soon two little furry heads popped up, opening their mouths with sleepy eyes. yawn.

Lincoln touched the heads of the three people respectively, and said with a smile: "There is something interesting, let's watch it together. Boys, do you remember what I said?"

"Remember!" The little orcs replied energetically.

"Okay, let's start now. Erro, let's go!"

The little white tiger standing in the front jumped out like lightning.