Chapter 2681: This is my family's!

The Fire Spirit Tribe did not act; after a brief silence, someone from another tribe eventually chose to strike first.

They sent out their tribe's Fire Spirit Chicken King.

After all, just dragging it out here isn't a solution; sooner or later it still has to continue.

Unless everyone from all the tribes chooses to surrender, handing over all the stakes to the Flame Martial Tribe.

But that's obviously impossible; with so many good things at stake, how could they possibly just hand them over without a fight?

Besides, this is the Fire Spirit Chicken Championship, and they don't have to risk their own lives, so the pressure in their hearts is naturally much less.

This Fire Spirit Chicken King stepped onto the stage, its size a bit larger than the previous Fire Spirit Tribe's Fire Spirit Chicken King.

Actually, the most direct and simplest way to gauge a Fire Spirit Chicken's combat power is to look at its size.

Although not entirely accurate, the larger the size, the stronger the combat power; basically it won't go wrong.

Except for this old hen of the Flame Martial Tribe; this creature is problematic all over.

Sent out onto the stage, this Fire Spirit Chicken King eyed the old hen before it with puzzlement.

Wearing a mask, its body was also much smaller than its own.

However, before it could figure things out, a mournful cry of a Fire Spirit Chicken suddenly came from behind.

Upon hearing that cry, the old hen immediately entered a combat state.

Its husband had again been seized at his vital point by that damned Barbarian God Tribe; it had no choice.

Its gaze instantly turned sharp, filled with killing intent toward the Fire Spirit Chicken King.

Without hesitation, the old hen immediately chose to launch an active attack.

Flapping its wings, it surged forward, its momentum indeed extremely ferocious.

Facing the old hen's attack, the Fire Spirit Chicken King also turned cold-faced and went forward to meet it head-on.

Compared to human thinking, these Fire Spirit Chickens' spirituality is simpler; they don't overthink problems.

In the Fire Spirit Chicken King's view, the old hen opposite it was much smaller in size.

With such a size gap, it still dared to provoke actively, launching a reckless attack—what else could it be but suicide?

So it also spoke no nonsense, directly meeting the attack without dodging or avoiding.

However, before the chill in its heart could fully rise, the Fire Spirit Chicken King was dazed.

After a round of exchange, it was completely no match for that old hen.

Its strength and speed were completely suppressed.

Don't let its small size fool you; that old hen's ferocious vigor made its scalp go numb.

Where did this "tough woman" come from?

After a fierce exchange, ultimately the Fire Spirit Chicken King was unwilling to accept defeat.

It was cut down at the crotch by the Flame Martial Tribe's old hen.

Having already won two matches in a row, the atmosphere on the field suddenly turned a bit strange.

The old hen the Flame Martial Tribe brought out truly surprised everyone; its strength is genuinely strong.

"I'll go."

At this moment, someone else sent out their own Fire Spirit Chicken King.

Actually, given the current situation, there's no point in hesitating further; everyone is comparing strength.

Anyway, as long as we defeat the Flame Martial Tribe's old hen, what's there to fuss over?

Though said that way, wanting to defeat the Flame Martial Tribe's old hen is hardly a simple matter.

First, the Flame Martial Tribe's old hen's strength is not weak at all; it's even absurdly strong.

Second, it's the old hen's aura—that fearless, ferocious demeanor that makes opponents tremble.

There's no way around it—who let their husband's life be held by Qi Wu; if this old hen doesn't fight desperately, her husband will surely die.

Precisely for this reason, facing each opponent, the old hen gives it her all, daring not to be the slightest bit careless.

When fighting, she's like a madwoman; there's no such thing as retreat or cowardice.

Two wins in a row, three wins in a row, five wins in a row…

As the Flame Martial Tribe's old hen kept winning battle after battle on stage, everyone's expressions became more and more remarkable.

Truly heaven-defying, that old hen of the Flame Martial Tribe.

During this period, Huoming sent out another Fire Spirit Chicken King from their tribe.

This Fire Spirit Chicken King's strength is indeed greater than the first one's.

It also fought the Flame Martial Tribe's old hen with back-and-forth exchanges; the two sides battled fiercely for a long time.

But in the end it still couldn't defeat the Flame Martial Tribe's old hen and was cut down at the crotch.

Three Fire Spirit Chicken Kings, two have lost, leaving only the last one.

Although this final Fire Spirit Chicken King is the strongest in strength, at this moment Huoming still has no confidence.

If this last Fire Spirit Chicken King also loses, then the Fire Spirit Tribe, having prepared for so long for the Fire Spirit Chicken Championship, would be utterly defeated—and even become a laughingstock.

Looking at the old hen on stage that has gone through successive bloody battles.

Although its body has accumulated many wounds, those wounds instead add a touch of ferocity to it.

Having just slain another Fire Spirit Chicken King, now the Fire Spirit Chicken Kings of all the tribes are left with only a couple or three.

The five major tribes participating in the Fire Spirit Chicken Championship have almost been completely wiped out by the Flame Martial Tribe's old hen.

Seeing that no one else would act, Huoming hesitated a moment, then still sent out their tribe's last Fire Spirit Chicken King.

Now not acting is no longer an option; moreover, after so many fierce battles, Huoming feels that the Flame Martial Tribe's old hen is probably near its limit.

Acting now is absolutely the best opportunity.

And when the Fire Spirit Tribe's last Fire Spirit Chicken King appeared, it indeed exuded an aura of kingship.

Not saying anything else, just speaking of size, this Fire Spirit Chicken King is the biggest one so far.

Holding its head high, it looked down on the opposite old hen.

One had shiny feathers, the other was covered in blood stains, looking disheveled; the two gave people a vastly different impression.

Just looking at the surface, probably no one would think that the Flame Martial Tribe's old hen could still win.

And the Fire Spirit Chicken King that Huoming finally sent out was indeed full of courage.

He glanced contemptuously at the old hen, and the next second his foot planted firm— a chicken claw shot straight for the old hen's head.

Perhaps from successive fierce battles, really tired, facing this strike, the Flame Martial Tribe's old hen reacted half a beat slower.

But just at this moment, the Fire Spirit Tribe's Fire Spirit Chicken King's attack had already reached before them.

He hurriedly dodged, but the talons still struck the Flame Martial mask on his head.

The mask shattered with a sound; seeing this, Qi Wu on the viewing platform froze, secretly thinking 'not good'.

This mask was smashed, then isn't it……….

He glanced guiltily toward the Scale Stone Tribe's direction.

At the same time, as the mask fell off, this old hen revealed its true form; on the Scale Stone Tribe side, the head elder suddenly stood up, his face showing shock as he spoke.

「This... this... this... This is our tribe's Fire Spirit Chicken! 」