Fighting spirit

The huge amphitheater is located in the territory of the Kali people, occupying the entire Gobi Desert beside the Lie Lake. The fence of wooden piles and huge stones indicates that there will be fierce fights in the coming days, and the edge of the amphitheater is piled up high. The stands are one level above the other.People from the four tribes of Kali, Anu, Wugai, and Gash from the ice and snow wasteland are already waiting in the stands, looking forward to the appearance of the wasteland warriors.

The competition of the first warrior in the wilderness was initiated by the Kali tribe from the very beginning. Every year during the fishing and hunting season, preparations are in full swing. Afterwards, the momentum became bigger and bigger. People from several other tribes turned their attention to this area full of passion and enthusiasm. Passionate circular venue, so gradually added to it.

Before entering the arena, Amur suddenly saw Anu's little leader Ulimu in the crowd. He pushed through the crowd with great effort and patted Ulimu on the shoulder. The color of surprise.

"I didn't say hello last time. Are you the number one warrior in the wilderness last time, Amur?" Wulimu's eyes were full of admiration, and Amur suddenly wanted to laugh. He couldn't believe that this was the son of the proud Boulhe. It stands to reason that Burhe's son should be a tall, majestic and proud man.

"Young leader Wulimu also wants to participate?"

Wu Limu nodded with a gloomy expression: "My lord father definitely wants me to participate. But, but I don't think I can persevere until the end."

If I hadn't heard the other party's words with my own ears, I still couldn't believe it was the words of a small leader of the clan. He patted Wu Limu on the shoulder: "The little leader Wu Limu will definitely be able to do it. Let's work hard together! Fight for the next one!" See you at the game."

After saying goodbye to Wu Limu just now, he found that Ming who had been following him had disappeared, and suddenly heard Zai Ming's voice, and when he looked around, he found that several people were pulling Ming, and rushed over in a hurry.

"Amur!" Ming broke free from those people and ran towards Amur. "They said I wasn't qualified and insisted on kicking me out."

Amur was a little annoyed when he heard this, and walked over to negotiate with those people.

"what happened?"

"Ah, it's Master Amur! This little guy is too short. He might die if he goes to the competition." Those people explained to Amur in embarrassment. Very upset.

"Don't look at him as short, he's very skilled! That's enough, just let him in. I'll take responsibility for any accidents." After Amur finally sent those people away, Ming immediately became excited with a book three feet high, heavy Hitting Amur's body, "Great!"

Amur saw that the iron and wood leader in the stands was already sitting on his throne with a majestic face, and the leaders and patriarchs of several other clans had also sat down firmly.Kita sat on the seat and looked at Amor from a distance with his chin resting. Lakshin was sitting beside him. His expression was as calm as water without waves. Kita should have talked to Lakshin, right?Otherwise, how could it be possible for Lakshin to appear here, but the reason why Lakshin was not allowed to participate in the competition was that Kita simply said that he was not feeling well recently.

When Amur asked what was wrong with Lakshin, Kita blushed obviously, and stammered that it was okay and he would be fine soon.At that time, Amur still wanted to let Ming use the healing technique to heal Lakshin's injuries. It was a pity that he could not participate in the Wasteland Warriors competition as a fighter. In fact, he also wanted to have a formal competition with Lakshin again.But later, when I thought of Kita's reaction, I suddenly realized that it was so.

This year's Wilderness Warriors competition seems to have more people participating than in previous years. It seems that there are not a few people who want to take away the title of No. [-] Warrior in the Wasteland!Amur hastily counted the number of people participating in the competition in the venue, and it is roughly estimated that there are hundreds of people.In a group of ten people, Amur was assigned to the second group, and Ming was assigned to the fifth group. When Amur saw that Ulimu was also in his group, the two smiled knowingly. .

The first round of competition is swordsmanship, and half of the players will be eliminated in the first round of two-two duels.Amur stayed without any suspense. He noticed that Wulimu's swordsmanship was also very good. In terms of technique, he was definitely no worse than Amur. Thinking about his unconfident statement before the game, Amur was furious.

Where did the lack of self-confidence before come from?Why should he be so low-key when he is obviously a strong person!Could it be, could it be that he was forced by his father to avenge his shame?

"Brother Amur!!! I'm staying too!!!" Ming ran towards him excitedly, and Amur was proud for a while. After all, Ming taught him by himself. Can you be more sensitive than a 14-year-old thin girl?

girl?Looking at Ming's dress in front of him, he doesn't look like a girl at all. He is wearing the armor Amur used when he was a child, carrying a dagger, and his short short hair curled up in the wind. He is clearly a little soldier.

As a result, when the next round of competition came, Ming could no longer be happy. Ming pouted and leaned on the side railing to watch Amur shoot the arrows in the quiver towards the target one by one. Afterwards, she stood firmly in a beautiful posture with her bow drawn, looking at her fruitful achievements with satisfaction.

Ming was eliminated without accident, and Amur rubbed her hair and comforted her: "That's because I didn't teach you archery! But do you see any girls in the entire arena? You are already much better than other girls .”

"I don't want to compare with girls. Sooner or later, I will go to the battlefield like you." After Ming finished speaking, I put the dagger on my waist and turned away. The bold words really surprised Amur, and he was relieved. Ming's transformation is completely different from the slave girl who curled up beside him at first.

If possible, I would rather you not go to the battlefield, isn't it good to live peacefully?

Amur muttered to himself.

When he turned around and returned to the field, the corner of his eye swept across the crowd in the stands, and a familiar figure unscrupulously fell into his sight. Amul was shocked and looked in that direction, even though he had long red hair But it was not the person Amur expected in his heart.Amur shook his head in disappointment, stretched out his hand and slapped his head fiercely: What are you thinking at this time!Concentrate on the game, idiot! !

It was as if someone had stuffed a ball of shit in his heart, which made him suffocate, made him unhappy, and made him want to jump into Lie Lake and take a good bath.

The third round was a melee fight. I don’t know why Amur started to lose his mind frequently. Even though he was agile and nimble, when he was thrown to the ground by the opponent’s back, there was a burst of exclamation from the stands. Even Kita was shocked. Can't help but stand up, anxiously observing the situation on the field.

Amur was annoyed, very annoyed.What happened to him today?He always thought about some messy things, causing himself to capsize in the gutter. After struggling to get away from a forward stand and stand upright, he quickly adjusted his mood and finally focused on the game. After returning to normal, Amur After finishing off the opponent in twos and threes, Kita sat down in peace.

After three rounds of competition, the sun was already setting, and the number of people on the field became less and less, until there were only ten people left.Amor scanned the rest of the people, and Ulimu was still there. Although he left a scar on his face during the game, it is undeniable that this kid is not just waiting for someone. Hmph, you'd better stay at the end. Be sure to fight again.

The battle of the "No. [-] Warrior in the Wasteland" among these ten people will be tomorrow. Amur stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked the fangs on his left side, thinking that tomorrow will be the decisive moment for the winner. He made a mistake, but for some reason he always felt that a pair of eyes were staring at him closely, but when he searched for the source, he found nothing.After he walked out of the arena, he was directly stopped by Kita.

"What's the matter with you today?" Kita asked sullenly.

"I don't know why I feel a little uneasy. It's okay, it won't happen tomorrow." Even himself was a little annoyed, Amur replied angrily, and when he turned sideways to go home, Kita stopped him.

"Amur! I've wanted to tell you a long time ago. You have been restless for a long time. What happened. You know that you were almost defeated by that person today." Kita tugged on Amur's collar, frowning .

Amur didn't dare to look into Kita's eyes, for he was afraid that his thoughts would be seen through and exposed.He broke free from Kita, smoothed his collar and said flatly: "I said I'm fine, I will never lose tomorrow." Then he turned and left.

"Amur, I'd rather you be as happy as you were before." Kita called after Amur.

But Amur didn't stop and continued to walk forward. Kita stood there for a long time until he was taken away by Lakshin.Kita is always so smart, so perceptive, and Amur's thoughts can never be hidden from Kita's piercing eyes. Before, even if Kita didn't ask Amur, he would take the initiative to tell what was on his mind, but this time, Amur couldn't and didn't want to say it. He will forever bury the matter of that person in his heart like this.

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