Chapter 257

The wounded man was stunned, his face suddenly turning grim.

The Wu You Nest on the high platform also narrowed its eyes; the situation was not looking good for the Wu Jin tribe.

Because Wu Yang left, the Wu Jin tribe lost two people, causing a breach to be torn open.

Other tribes probably saw an opportunity and planned to join forces to eliminate the Wu Jin tribe.

This matter was naturally justified, so Wu You Nest could not say anything about it.

If one had to insist on a cause, it lay in Wu Yang's departure, or perhaps it was their own fault—if Wu Yang had timely rescued someone, the Wu Jin tribe would not have lost two people and fallen into a passive state.

Batu on that side also could not find fault with it.

To be honest, he could still let the duel continue, sitting back and watching the breach in the Wu Jin tribe widen further.

Yet he proactively paused the duel, which was still relatively fair.

Thinking this through, Wu You Nest looked at Wu Yang and silently shook his head in his heart.

This niece of his possessed extraordinary talent, having inherited the legacy of the previous shaman of the Wu Jin tribe, entering the "Wu" realm eight years ago; she had been holding on, but with successors to the Wu Jin tribe's shamans now available, she immediately passed away.

She could be said to have devoted herself utterly to the tribe until death.

However, Wu Yang's temperament was perverse, having offended many people; not to mention other tribes, even this uncle of hers looked at Wu Yang with neither nose nor eyes—meaning he disliked her intensely.

The Wu Jin tribe originally occupied the lowest position among the five tribes, but Wu You Nest hoped to seize this opportunity to turn things around in one fell swoop.

Yet due to Wu Yang's willfulness, the situation now hung by a thread, and his inner dissatisfaction was easy to imagine.

"What, not daring to go on stage and planning to shout surrender instead?" Seeing the Wu Jin tribe people not react immediately, the great priest of the Teng Snake tribe sneered and said.

Surrender is allowed in the duel, and not going on stage to surrender directly is also within the permissible range.

But each person only has three surrender opportunities; surrendering after three times equals automatic elimination.

Originally, surrender was also a tactic, but now, showing weakness to the enemy would only worsen the situation.

Stroking the armrest once, Wu You Nest spoke: "I bestow upon you the Wu Jin Divine Elixir—only victory is permitted, defeat is not allowed."

The man summoned for battle below the high platform slightly changed his expression, then revealed a resolute look, stood up, asked the priest-like person beside him for an irregular strange pill, took it, and strode onto the training field.

Taking medicine before stepping onto the field is also permitted in the duel.

Various external enhancements originally already reflected the tribe's strength to a certain extent.

"Wu Jin Divine Elixir, what is that?" Tang Luo asked.

Wu Yang frowned, then replied: "A kind of elixir that kills the taker, but during the period from consumption until death, it erupts with astonishing power."

"Oh." Tang Luo responded, losing interest in such an elixir.

The originally somewhat interested King Kong and Tang Yu Han were the same; if it only had side effects, it could be tolerated, but since it ultimately leads to death, they gave up on it.

Wu You Nest glanced again at Wu Yang's side; the attendants he brought were indeed utterly presumptuous—here, where did these attendants get the right to speak?

Being able to stand on the high platform and glance at the duel was already a great honor.

Wu You Nest, already in a bad mood, shouted: "You have the right to speak here? Get down and accept punishment!"

"Huh?" Tang Luo looked at Wu You Nest.

Wu Yang suddenly stood up: "My people—do you need to come and lecture them?"

She could see clearly that these three great You people were all arrogant and proud, and their purpose in coming here was to stir up trouble, attract attention from this side of Bei Yuan, and create opportunities for their hidden companions.

Not to endure humiliation and bear burdens silently for the mission, like those who spit on their own faces and dry themselves.

Now is not the time to provoke conflict.

"You..." Wu You Nest was stunned, not expecting Wu Yang to slap him in the face so directly, giving him no face.

No matter what, the leaders of the five tribes are the supreme authority.

On the training field below the platform, the great priest and the Wu Jin tribe member who had taken the pre-death burst elixir were fighting intensely, neither able to gain the upper hand.

On the Wu Jin tribe's platform, Wu Yang and Wu You Nest were in direct opposition, the atmosphere oppressively tense.

"Today I will not argue with you!" Wu You Nest saw Wu Yang's fierce attitude, others gradually turning their gaze toward them, and in the end, he still swallowed it back.

In such a situation, causing a scene and losing face would be them, the Wu Jin tribe.

Wu Yang can be shameless and cause a scene, but I, Wu You Nest, must consider the bigger picture.

"Send the heads over tonight." Wu You Nest said in a deep voice; not causing a scene now was for the sake of the bigger picture, but he would certainly suppress Wu Yang's arrogance.

Otherwise, "the state will not be a state, the king will not be a king"—what then?

"Oh?" Just as he had let out a sigh of relief, hearing Wu You Nest's words, Wu Yang then heard Tang Luo behind her softly utter an "oh," and her heart cried out inwardly that it was bad.

This was the rhythm of directly turning hostile.

"Damn it!"

Wu Yang cursed inwardly, not knowing whether she was cursing Wu You Nest or Tang Luo, but fortunately she had made preparations.

"This is..."

On the high platform, Batu, with eyes half-open and half-closed, pretending to doze, turned his head to look toward the northwest.

There, three distinct auras shot up into the sky, openly announcing their presence without concealment.

"Someone has intruded." Wu Yang spoke.

After entering the Fusang tribe's territory, she had thrown down the small wooden figurines stained with Tang Luo and the others' blood, waiting for the right moment to act.

Now was certainly not the right moment, but there was nothing to be done.

Absolutely must not let Tang Luo and the others directly clash with Wu You Nest here.

Turning around, she fiercely glared at Tang Luo with her eyes, then mouthed: "Now is not the time, endure."

Tang Luo smiled slightly, not saying anything further.

On the other side, the three small wooden figurines had already completely transformed into the likenesses of Tang Luo and the others, moving through the Fusang tribe, directly destroying several houses.

"What happened over there?" Batu's side, the leader of the Heishui tribe asked.

They were not shamans and could not sense the aura from there, but the sound of collapsing houses and the possible commotion it might cause—this side could still perceive something of it.

The location of this martial arts field is not far away.

"Someone sneaked in to cause trouble." Batu let out a cold laugh, "Probably the three great You people who have been causing chaos in the northern wilderness lately."

The voice rang out loud, also answering the doubts of several other tribal chieftains.

"How did they sneak in?" The Fusan tribal chieftain frowned, the protection around and within the tribe being described as an impenetrable net.

I didn't expect someone to still sneak in, but fortunately it was discovered in time.

But since they could sneak in, they are probably not ordinary people, and moreover they are inside the tribe, making it impossible to mobilize a large army.

Perhaps the shaman needs to take action.

"Let's pause for now." Batu said loudly.

The two people on the martial arts field have already decided the winner—or rather, there is no winner, as they actually ended up in mutual destruction at the final moment.

For the Tengshe tribe, this is definitely a loss.

A seriously injured person who temporarily cannot fight has actually been replaced by one of their unharmed members.

I didn't expect the Wuyou nest to be so decisive, very bold.

But now at this time, basically no one is paying attention here, everyone's focus is on the northwest direction.

Poor those two people fought to the death on the field, in the end they couldn't even get the "treatment" of being glanced at a few more times by the tribal chieftains and other big figures, already deserving the word "tragic".

"Hey, want to go take a look? It should be the person you couldn't find?" Batu looked toward Wuyang and asked.

"Also fine." Wuyang said.

Just in time to send Tang Luo and the three others away, so they don't cause any more conflict with Wuyou nest.

Batu directly jumped down from the high platform, barely walking toward the northwest direction, where another overwhelmingly mighty aura came from.

"Where did this idiot come from, daring to run wild in our five great tribes! Let grandpa have a good match with him!"

An extremely overbearing voice came through.

"Oh, it's that brute, so we don't need to make a move ourselves." Batu looked toward Wuyang and said.

The brute he referred to is named Qi Wendá, a shaman of the Tengshe tribe, rough and unrestrained in character, fond of fighting, more like a person from the Xiongxiong tribe.

Seeing someone causing trouble, his hunter's heart was pleased, and he could no longer restrain himself from taking action.

"Being able to enter the tribe is not something ordinary people can do." Wuyang said.

She secretly controlled three wooden puppets to run around everywhere, wanting to draw out all the other shamans.

The most important ones are the two shamans of the Fusan tribe.

After arriving at the Fusan tribe, Wuyang had seen one of those shamans, what about the other one?

Is he preparing for the promotion to great shaman?

Or is it that the shaman they have seen before is about to be promoted to great shaman?

Wuyang has a bad relationship with the other shamans, so at this critical moment, she still doesn't know who will be promoted to great shaman.

The other shamans probably already know clearly, Wuyang is excluded from the inside, her heart completely without basis, and she also doesn't know what attitude the other party will have toward her after being promoted to great shaman.

This is also her motive for being determined to prevent the birth of the great shaman.

Anyway, since they have already made a move, Wuyang plans to simply startle the snake by beating the grass, to draw out the snake and clarify the situation.

The closer the wooden puppet is, the more adept Wuyang feels at controlling it.

This shamanic technique is also her secret and undisclosed art, extremely hidden, so there's no need to worry about other shamans noticing anything.

The three wooden puppets, under Wuyang's silent and soundless control, respectively darted off in three directions, overall continuously approaching the training field, and along the way they would also pass by the residence of the two Fusan tribe shamans, a key location.

The shaman of the Heishui tribe, Qi Wendá, casually chose one to pursue.

He is not skilled at pursuit, and catching up would probably take some time.

Soon, near one of the wooden puppets, another aura rose up, sharp and unmatched, as if a sharp sword had been born.

That aura appeared for a moment, and Wuyang felt the connection between her and that wooden puppet break.

Evidently already been dealt with by someone.

That sharp aura, in an instant, extinguished the wooden puppet's person, who is the Xiongxiong tribe's shaman, named Xiong Baxiatian, ancient and strange, this person's origin and background are very mysterious, Wuyang also does not know much about him.

There are rumors that this person seems to come from the Great You, and is not a native of the northern wilderness.

Among the six shamans, four have already appeared, leaving only the two shamans of the Fusan tribe.

At this time, the dummy made from one of the wooden puppets is about to be caught up by Qi Wendá, so Wuyang simply gave up and focused on controlling the last one.

For some reason, that wooden puppet, Wuyang feels controlling it is even smoother.