Chapter 654: Don't be a wimp! Just be tough!

The healing shaman naturally also understood the meaning of this shark beastman captain; his expression kept changing as he pondered whether to hand over the precious beast god text stone wall his tribe had obtained to the shark tribe.

"Hey, old shaman, if your tribe can't protect the beast god text stone wall, why not give it to me? Our eel tribe isn't afraid of them."

"The pale-faced beastman craned his neck to look at the sea snake tribe and shark tribe standing together; all are super tribes, so why do you guys stand out so much?"

He's still the great shaman's son; with his father present, all the brothers are there, he can't be timid.

The healing shaman naturally also knew the pale-faced beastman's identity, inwardly muttering, his father had long gone to serve the beast god, lacking the capital to be arrogant, he couldn't confront head-on.

Still, we need to see if we can find a way to preserve the beast god text stone wall and continue leading the tribe to survive.

Wu Yue looked at the healing shaman sweating on his forehead, Wu Yue sighed; now three great mountains press on his head, holding a treasure yet still wanting to survive?

That's basically just a dream.

"Host, I suddenly smelled the aura of the King of Pretending; are you getting ready to show off again?"

Wuyue:...

"I just cleared my throat, and you're already saying this?"

"Is that polite?"

But what could my Tongzi do? Only could personally beat him to death.

After ruthlessly deducting a huge sum of the system's pocket money, Wu Yue strode over arrogantly toward the healing shaman.

Everyone present was wary and at a standoff, but only one person, in this tense moment, swayed leisurely, naturally drawing extra attention.

Everyone's gaze gathered toward Wu Yue.

"Shaman, no wonder the great shaman told me to look after you more; it's just a tiny shark tribe squad, what are they capable of?"

The healing shaman's face, which had just been sweating, instantly turned pale.

His heart wasn't fearful, his legs weren't shaking, but he almost couldn't catch his breath in one gulp.

"Good fellow, I've got a good fellow!"

"I've got the beast god text stone wall ready, and you're saying this?"

"Or is it that you despise the hatred value we've drawn, thinking it's not enough?"

"Heh, a tiny female shaman, fists not big, but mouth still loud."

The expressionless shark tribe beastman captain's face turned slightly cold, his gaze toward Wu Yue full of dislike.

What he dislikes most are those females who rely on a bit of strength to jump around, whether they are shamans or female beastman warriors.

"Shouldn't females just stay properly in the cave to bear children?"

Wu Yue read deep contempt from his gaze.

"Good fellow, you're a seafood product and yet you're doing gender discrimination?"

"Heh~, a tiny beastman warrior actually mocking the shaman here; do you think your fist is harder than my magic?"

"Everyone:..."

Not only the beastman warriors of the surrounding tribes, but even the healing technique standing beside Wu Yue looked at her with a strange expression.

This shark tribe beastman warrior's strength is only slightly less than the shark tribe chieftain; when you boast here, have you considered everyone's safety?

Wu Yue puffed up his sturdy little frame: "What are you looking at? If you're not convinced, fight!"

"Healing shaman:!!!"

"Holy shit! I've got a big mess!"

"Sister, your ability to draw hatred is far stronger than your magic power."

He glanced furtively at the direction behind him, not knowing if considering a retreat route now is still possible.

Having taken in the healing shaman's timid appearance, Wu Yue rolled his eyes impatiently.

He turned his head to look at the pale-faced beastman of the eel tribe standing not far away, mouth wide open, a foolish look on his face: "Hey, paleface, want to team up and deal with those two tribes trying to steal my stuff?"

The pale-faced beastman wiped the saliva dripping from his chin, then gave a foolish smile and pointed a finger at himself: "You willing to go with me?"

"Eel tribe folks:..."

(frantic) (roar) (howl) (distorted)

"Brother, you usually go out without a brain, that's fine, but now you actually look quite pleased?"

Wu Yue slightly lifted his chin: "Hmm, go farther away; after I deal with them, you bring your people over to mop up."

{Oh~ Is my arrogant look begging for a beating? }

"Healing shaman:..."

(stiff) (despair) (writhing) (life‑less)

"Squeak, captain, it looks like the Kuma tribe intends to go all‑out against our tribe; let me go over and show them something fierce!"

The dark‑red‑scaled giant python flicked its tongue, its gaze toward Wu Yue cold and ruthless.

The giant python captain raised its thick tail slightly, blocking the dark‑red‑scaled giant python that wanted to rush out.

His massive serpent body turned slightly, the cold snake eyes toward the grim‑looking shark beastman captain: "Will you make a move, or shall we?"

The shark beastman captain snorted coldly: "She's been targeting me all along; compared to me? She's not even worthy!"

As the sound of 'worthy' fell, the sturdy beastman's body surged forward like breaking waves, quickly arriving before Wu Yue.

His previously indifferent, hardened face now full of ferocity: "Little female, go serve the beast god; from now on, remember, when you lack strength, just keep your mouth shut."

His fist brought a salty, fishy sea‑water smell that hit Wu Yue's face; Wu Yue could even see the patterns on his fingers.

"Spirits, is that female shaman scared stupid, actually standing there waiting to get hit?"

"This shark beastman captain's fist is bigger than the little female's face; the little female probably won't be able to find a mate later."

"Brothers, with such a huge fist swinging down, this beastman clearly wants the little female's life, so she doesn't even need to worry about finding a mate."

Because there is no later.

Just...

「Bang! 」

「Hmph... 」

The dull impact and low groan of pain reached their ears simultaneously.

Everyone watched as the shark Beastfolk captain, after covering his own fist and retreating several steps, was finally caught by his own tribespeople, and they all fell silent.

What happened to the promised one punch that was supposed to blast the little female's head?

We crocodiles had our tears ready, and this is all you're going to show us?

「Hehe, a fist bigger than my face—I'm really scared~」

Everyone: "..."

Damn! So low...

But I really like it.

The shark Beastfolk captain's right arm trembled, waves of intense pain surging through him; he had to clench his teeth tightly to keep from crying out in pain.

His scarlet eyes gazed at the unharmed female Shaman standing there, his voice hoarse from enduring the pain: "You used a shamanic talisman."

The mysterious and powerful shamanic talisman—its wonder had already spread across the entire Beastfolk continent in a short time.

"Do you really think a single shamanic talisman can protect you until the end of the ascent to Beast God Mountain?"

"As long as you step out of the protective range, I can move a finger and make it so you can never speak again."