Chapter 2749: Born to control!

Zhao Tianqing and the others made a move; one strike fell, and the effect was indeed unexpected—most of the Iron Peak Tribe members were controlled and found it hard to move.

"Hmph, when it comes to grabbing food, you're still lacking."

Seeing that, everyone had no hesitation; since they were trapped, the next step was naturally to rush forward and first get the food.

However, just as everyone was about to rush over, the Iron Peak Tribe members who had originally been controlled by various binding measures.

They showed no special action; they simply relied on sheer brute force to break free from everyone's control.

Hmm???

Watching their bindings being directly broken by brute force, the people who hadn't even started acting were left stunned.

"No, I used a Saint-level technique of the Transformation Realm, and you just broke it like that?"

"It didn't even last a single breath."

They were left dumbfounded; even though they never expected much, they still thought their binding technique could at least hold those Iron Peak Tribe members for a while—but surely ten breaths should be possible.

In ten breaths, even a quick squeeze would be enough to get the food.

You just need to find a weakness; even if you're fast, you still need at least that much time.

But the problem is the Iron Peak Tribe members—they don't reason with you; they don't understand weaknesses or openings, they just rely on brute force to break through.

Moreover, they break it so easily, as simple as tearing a piece of white paper.

What the hell are we even playing at?

For a moment, the many human cultivators were dumbfounded—are these monsters? Just a little effort and they break free.

Just as everyone hadn't yet come to their senses, Zhao Tianqing shouted loudly.

"Don't panic; if one strike isn't enough, we'll do ten, twenty— as long as we can control these guys for ten breaths, that's fine."

"Okay."

Hearing that, everyone quickly came to their senses, and hope rose again in their hearts.

If the quality isn't enough, we'll make up for it with quantity; anyway, we don't expect it to last long—ten breaths is sufficient.

Immediately, everyone unleashed various binding techniques again; those sky-covering techniques looked quite impressive.

Seeing that, the Iron Peak Tribe members were indeed startled this time.

"What do we do?"

With so many techniques, regardless of their actual power, they certainly look shocking.

For a moment, some didn't know how to respond, until a tribe member spoke up.

"Never mind, just as we said before—charge forward."

The Iron Peak Tribe members' idea is simple: they don't know any binding methods, so from the start they decided to just rush forward and get the food.

It's just relying on sheer brute vigor.

Someone took the lead, the other Iron Peak Tribe members silently nodded, and then, without reducing speed, they continued straight toward the place to get the food.

However, doing so, those sky-covering binding techniques naturally landed precisely on those Iron Peak Tribe members, one after another.

"Charge."

Seeing that, the human side again prepared to charge forward.

But this time, although the number increased and the duration did lengthen a bit, they only managed to hold on for less than a single breath.

On the human cultivators' side, they had just taken a step when, the next second, they saw the Iron Peak Tribe members who were being controlled by more than ten binding techniques instantly break free.

"Holy shit…………………"

Seeing this, everyone was dumbstruck; these barbarians' physical strength is simply heaven-defying.

They simply don't play those fancy tricks with you; they just rely on sheer brute vigor to clash head-on.

More than ten binding techniques— they only lasted a single breath before being broken.

What the hell, even if you were to unleash those ten-plus techniques, it wouldn't take just a single breath, would it?

The time to cast these techniques is even longer than the time they take to break them— what the hell are we even playing at?

"Zhao Lao, what do we do?"

These barbarians indeed don't know any binding techniques; they don't understand them, the humans have figured them out, and they've got them firmly under control.

But just because they don't understand doesn't mean they'll play those fancy tricks with you.

I won't argue with you over these; no matter what methods you use, I just have a burst of brute vigor.

This left even Zhao Lao silent; just now he had unleashed a full twenty binding techniques.

And they were all his highest-grade techniques, the ones he had mastered most proficiently, with the greatest power.

But the result was that they were broken in a single breath.

Are these a bunch of barbarian oxen? How can we possibly control them?

"Damn it, screw it—charge."

Seeing that control was impossible, Zhao Tianqing immediately led the people forward.

For a moment, the two sides began chasing each other, but they had lost their greatest advantage—the binding techniques.

After switching to other means of confrontation, the humans fell further into disadvantage.

After all, in other aspects, the humans don't hold an edge either.

Don't look at these barbarians each having astonishing strength; at the same time, their speed is also not slow at all.

When they run, it's practically like a herd of barbarian oxen.

Seeing that they can't be caught up to, and even if caught up, you can't squeeze past these guys.

Going up, even a slight touch sends the person flying straight away—let alone any resistance.

"My food!"

Seeing that today's lunch was about to be lost, someone in the crowd burst into tears and shouted angrily.

Nobody expected this result—it's completely unlike what we anticipated.

But just as everyone fell into utter despair, the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts—overlooked and forgotten by both sides—suddenly struck.

There had been no movement until just then, when the Iron Peak Tribe people had just approached the food distribution area.

Suddenly, countless branches shot out from all directions.

The branches, like whips, instantly coiled around the Iron Peak Tribe people.

"Damn, they're the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts."

"Holy shit, we totally forgot about them—they also want to snatch the food."

"What nonsense are you still spouting? Quickly get rid of these branches."

After a brief surprise, the Iron Peak Tribe people immediately seized the branches entwining them with their brute strength, and, under everyone's stunned gaze, tore them apart.

"Do we have to be this fierce?"

Someone exclaimed in shock, they just tore them apart.

But before everyone could finish being shocked, the branches that had just been torn apart regenerated in the blink of an eye.

Moreover, they split, regenerating into two segments, and then, without reason, wrapped themselves around the Iron Peak Tribe people.

Tearing off a branch didn't free them—it only tightened their bonds.

One branch became two, tightly binding the Iron Peak Tribe people.

Huh???

Even the Iron Peak Tribe people were utterly bewildered: "Damn, you can split too? What do we do?"

However, the Barbarian God Tribe never likes to beat around the bush; they don't overthink it—two branches are the same, just tear them off.