Letting Shang fight with his senior brother was not a very good idea, at least in the eyes of Wu, Shang and others.

After all, weapons have no eyes, and the bronze sword that Shang is accustomed to uses is too sharp. If it pierces the vine armor and causes any unpredictable damage to the senior brother behind the vine armor, it will be uncomfortable.

Such worries make them feel restless.

Of course Han Cheng has considered accidental injuries and has already had countermeasures. After all, he just wants to use this to make the people in the tribe truly realize the important role of armor, and don't always want to imitate Xu Chu and go into battle naked.

, but I have no intention of replacing the leader of the tribe.

"It's okay, it won't be a big problem, I have a way..."

Han Cheng waved his hands to several people and said loudly.

As he spoke, several people gradually felt at ease.

At the end, my eyes became even brighter. It was so impressive that Shen Zi could even think of such a good idea!

The Qingque tribe gradually became a little unstable. People were talking to each other and looking in one direction of the courtyard. Everyone was looking forward to it.

Under the auspices of Shenzi, the elder brother, as the leader, will have a friendly competition with the tribe's very aggressive Shang. This is really a new and interesting thing.

Since the beginning of spring, the people in the tribe have been working hard for spring plowing.

Now, spring plowing is finally over and everyone can relax a little, but the Chinese New Year is still too far away.

Except for the feast that also seemed far away, there were no festivals that people looked forward to for a long time.

Therefore, most of the people in the tribe seemed a little depressed after the spring plowing.

Moreover, many people in the tribe used to hunt for a living, but now they work in the fields all day long. Although the food they get from this is more stable and abundant than that from hunting, deep down in their hearts, there is a certain

I still miss the exciting lifestyle of chasing prey.

So at this time, after hearing the news about this extraordinary fight, everyone in the tribe immediately became excited.

Even if you can't play on the court, watching others play is still very good and can be an eye-opener.

Amid everyone's anticipation, drums sounded three times in the inner courtyard.

Three drums sounded, and everyone who was a little anxious suddenly fell silent and looked at the door of the inner courtyard with expectant eyes.

Not long after, someone came out.

The first person to walk out was Han Cheng, followed by Brother Wu and others.

In the past, Han Cheng, who would become the focus of everyone in the tribe whenever he appeared, was "snubbed" this time.

The eyes of everyone in Qingque Square stayed on him for a moment, then immediately looked past Han Cheng and landed on the senior brother and Shang who were following behind.

Today, the two of them are the focus of the audience.

The eldest brother and Shang were dressed very strangely today.

The weather was still a little cold at this time, and most of the people in the tribe were still wearing leather, but the two eldest brothers put on thin clothes made of linen dyed black.

It's not quite accurate to say this. To be more precise, he was wearing a thin black linen shirt on top of the leather jacket he was wearing.

Especially the senior brother, who looks extremely strong now, almost surpassing the second senior brother who has successfully lost weight.

This is because he is also wearing a rattan armor underneath his thin black linen shirt.

This time, the senior brother did not hold the rattan shield he was used to, but a wooden spear.

Shang did not use his usual Changge this time. Like his senior brother, he also held a wooden spear in his hand.

However, what is different from ordinary wooden guns is that the wooden guns they are holding at this time have not been sharpened.

It is said that it is a wooden gun, but it is actually more appropriate to say it is a stick.

Moreover, the other end of the stick was thinly wrapped with linen cloth. As the two of them moved, some fine white powder fell from the linen cloth wrapped around the gun head.

These fine white powders are lime foam.

This is what Han Cheng calls a safe way to play.

Swords and guns have no eyes, so there is no need for the tip of the spear. After the two of them fight, it will be decided who has more white marks on his body.

Han Chengcheng had already explained the rules of fighting to his senior brother and Shang before, but at this time Han Cheng reiterated them loudly.

On the one hand, this is to let the powerful onlookers in the tribe understand the rules of fighting, and on the other hand, it is to remind Senior Brother and Shang once again.

Let them remember that this is a game where friendship comes first and they must not get too angry.

After all, if the masters compete with each other, the points will stop.

After restating the rules, Han Cheng announced the start of the Qingque Tribe friendly match without much nonsense.

As Han Cheng announced the start and exited, the newly dressed senior brother and Shang came on the stage, and the surrounding tribesmen suddenly became excited.

Looking at the excited tribe members, Han Cheng looked thoughtful and raised his eyebrows after a moment.

When he was distracted like this, the two senior brothers and Shang on the field had already stood facing each other.

The battle that everyone was expecting did not start immediately, because the two of them were holding sticks and clasping their fists at each other and bending down to salute in a somewhat unfamiliar manner.

Such things were of course written by Han Da Shenzi in later generations, who had read too many martial arts novels and TV series.

Seeing such a scene, everyone in the surrounding tribe was stunned for a moment, but Han Da Shenzi showed a satisfied smile.

If he had a beard, he would definitely stroke it twice by now.

The people watching around were really puzzled by the strange behavior of the two senior brothers.

From their point of view, the leader and Shang were about to have a fight. At this time, why should they use such a weird ceremony? How about just rushing in and fighting?

However, some smarter people soon became thoughtful and understood the good intentions of the Son of God in this.

The leader and Shang are from the same tribe. There is no hatred between them. They cannot just rush in and fight like they do with foreign enemies. It is indeed very necessary to salute before fighting.

In the midst of everyone's expectations, which were either understanding or confused, the two people on the court who had saluted waited for a while and then began to test each other and attack.

Then the fight became more intense than before.

But no matter how intense it is, it can't change the fact that this is not the world of immortals and martial arts.

Before the two of them clasped their fists in salute and started fighting, everything looked decent and they had the demeanor of some masters.

But now as soon as I started playing, the secret was immediately revealed.

Looking at the two people on the field holding sticks and looking for opportunities to stab each other, Han Dashenzi, who has watched too many martial arts movies, couldn't help but twitch his nose.

Sure enough, the gap between ideal and reality is so big.

Just like before, in Han Cheng's impression, all monks were people with high-strength kung fu. When fighting, not only flying around, but also at least putting on a posture and doing a few moves.

Such an impression was shattered when he saw a video of a conflict and fight between several monks on the Internet.

Except for the essential stunts for mortals such as grabbing hair, all the rest were used...

Han Cheng, who was thinking about martial arts blockbusters, felt a little uncomfortable with the fight in front of him. The people in the tribe who had never dreamed of martial arts were excited to see it. I didn't know that the guy next to him actually shouted "Okay," but he didn't.

Whistled.

After looking at it like this for a while, Han Cheng couldn't help but smile and shake his head slightly.

Where are these guys?

If they were allowed to watch a high-definition and uncensored exciting action movie, would these guys still be screaming and smashing the TV with a hoe?

But seeing the performance of these people, Han Cheng's previous thoughts became clearer.

"stop!"

After seeing the wooden stick in Shang's hand stabbing his senior brother again, Han Cheng shouted stop, ending the friendly match.

The two people on the field stopped as instructed, breathing heavily and looking at each other.

Being competitive and wanting to compete with opponents in some fields is a thought deep in everyone's heart.

It's just that some people have a stronger idea, while others don't.

Although Shang and Senior Brother didn't really want to fight this fight before, now that they came to the field and started fighting in front of everyone, they couldn't help but feel some desire to defeat each other.

idea.

However, during the fight, the two of them still had reason to keep in mind what the Son of God had said before, and did not attack the key parts.

At this moment, when Han Cheng asked him to stop, he stopped in time.

But I feel a little regretful.

Senior Brother has more regrets than Shang.

Because in the fight that just ended, Senior Brother was struck by more moves than Shang was struck by.

In the fight just now, the eldest brother's defensive character was undoubtedly revealed. Although he was looking for opportunities to poke Shang when he was defending, he was still stabbed in the face of a person like Shang who only focused on attacking.

The number of times is still much more than that of Shang.

You can tell this by just looking at the many white marks on the black thin shirt outside the eldest brother's vine armor.

Shang stood there, looking at the many marks on his senior brother's body, and then looked down at himself. After realizing that the white marks on his body were much less than those on his senior brother's body, he suddenly felt much more comfortable.

Rubbing the body that was so painful after being stabbed by his senior brother with the headless wooden gun, Shang felt that it was all worth it.
To be continued...