Chapter 133: The Bet

The Esteemed Tribe is a major tribe, and naturally there are many smaller affiliated tribes around it.

For example, the Ban Tribe lives on the hillside, and the Flood Dragon Clan lives at the foot of the mountain.

These two small tribes originally lived peacefully, but after the Ban Tribe leader's beloved woman was snatched and married by the Flood Dragon Clan leader, everything changed.

The Ban Tribe leader declared they could not coexist with the Flood Dragon Clan leader, and the two tribes went from peaceful coexistence to small skirmishes every half month and major battles every three months.

Whenever they fought, people from surrounding tribes would come to watch, making it a regular spectacle.

For example, right now on the nearby hillside.

"Hey, stop spouting harsh words!"

"Come on, fight!"

Si Linghua stood on the treetop, shouting at the two opposing groups below as if he were about to join the fight himself, clearly excited.

He only appears innocent and naive; his father taught him all those combat skills without reservation, and he has witnessed many bloody scenes.

In this transitional stage from primitive society to early state, a truly innocent and powerless person could not survive in this dangerous jungle.

Beside him was Yu Lin, whom he had pulled over.

Yu Lin had never seen tribal fights either, so he naturally came to broaden his horizons.

In his field of vision.

On the left were the Ban Tribe members, all bare-chested, wearing neck ornaments such as wild boar tusks or tiger fangs, with varying heights.

The tallest person stood at the front, shorter than Da Yu but about the same height as Si Shan Zhong, though lacking Si Shan Zhong's sense of strength.

It is said they split from the Yan Di Tribe, thus bearing the Jiang surname, and are called Jiang Li.

On the right, the Flood Dragon Clan split from the Yao Di Tribe, bearing the Yi Qi surname.

Their leader Yi Qi Chi is about the same height as Jiang Li, but his physique is perfect—worthy of being carved into a stone statue for future generations to admire—and having once studied under a sage, he is also a cultured man.

Jiang Li lost in both wit and strength, and the defeat was not unjust.

After Si Linghua shouted that line, both sides turned to look at him.

First they found it strange to see the unfamiliar face of Yu Lin beside him, then they shouted:

"Si Linghua, you little brat, what are you doing butting in?!"

"Only your father coming would be about right!"

Si Linghua pursed his lips: "My father is busy hunting for the tribe; he has no time to come here and just talk like you do."

"He's really busy, okay!"

Saying that, it sounded as if they weren't busy at all.

The two sides stopped paying attention to him.

Jiang Li stepped forward, pointing at Yi Qi Chi and shouting: "Yi Qi Chi!"

"Last time you beat me with one move; this time I will win!"

As Jiang Li's words fell, the Ban Tribe warriors immediately brandished their stone axes and shouted in unison: "Crush the Flood Dragon Clan!"

"Get this lot out of here!"

"Lord Jiang, mighty!"

Yi Qi Chi gave a cold snort: "Jiang Li, besides talking big, what else can you do?"

His tribesmen behind him immediately burst into mocking laughter.

"Last time our chief beat you so you couldn't get up—do you remember?!"

"You Ban Tribe lot, besides spouting harsh words, what else can you do?!"

The two sides traded ever harsher insults, and someone began striking shields with stone axes, producing a muffled "thud-thud."

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, and a fight seemed imminent—

"Make way!"

A thin middle-aged man suddenly burst from the woods with a few people, holding a wooden board painted with something.

He stood in the open space and stuck the board into the ground.

On the left was painted the Ban Tribe's totem, on the right the Flood Dragon Clan's totem.

"The Ban Tribe lost last time; if they win this time, one shell money pays three shell money! If they lose, no payment!" he shouted at the top of his lungs:

"If the Flood Dragon Clan keeps winning, one shell money pays two shell money! If they lose, no payment!"

Saying this, he untied an animal-skin pouch from his waist and poured out several shells with a clinking sound:

"You can also bet smoked meat on animal hide! Once you choose, you can't regret it!"

Upon saying that.

Immediately, people who had prepared various betting goods came forward.

Not long after.

The middle-aged man piled up betting goods on both sides, especially many wagering on Yi Qi Chi.

Si Linghua turned his head to Yu Lin and said:

"Yu Lin, do you want to place a bet too, just for fun?"

"Last time I guessed right and won thirty shell money!"

Upon hearing that, Yu Lin tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Quite the fellow.

Opening a gambling ring to make money, huh?

Who taught you this odd trick?

He shook his head: "I'm not betting."

"But I suggest you bet on the Ban Tribe winning this time."

"Huh? Why?" Si Linghua scratched her head, looking very curious.

Yu Lin pointed to Jiang Li, who was wearing a set of leather armor under everyone's protection, and to Yi Qi Chi, who was still bare-chested.

"Fighting with armor versus without armor is no different from bullying."

Si Linghua tiptoed to take a look, and indeed it was; she immediately slapped her thigh.

"All right! I'll listen to you! Then how much should I buy?"

"Buy them all, that's a kind of wisdom."

"Good! Wisdom!"

Si Linghua immediately climbed down from the treetop and used the two animal pelts she had brought to buy Jiang Li's winnings.

Where did the animal pelts come from?

Of course, they're the two wild boars Si Shan Zhong hunted last time...... Never mind that, let's buy them first.

Si Linghua decisively went ahead.

Soon after, with the sound of horns and roars, the battle was about to break out.

Jiang Li charged out like a ferocious tiger descending the mountain, each step making the ground tremble slightly.

Ban Tribe warriors cleared a path for him, forcibly tearing a corridor through the crowd.

Bang!

Yi Qi Chi landed a heavy punch on Jiang Li's chest, but it only made him step back one step.

Not even a dent was left on the leather armor!

After several rounds of fighting, they finally stopped when Yi Qi Chi dropped to one knee, falling into a disadvantage.

"Hahaha!" Jiang Li proudly slapped his chest armor: "This is made from demon bear skin! Your punches feel like a tickle!"

Yi Qi Chi, however, suddenly showed a strange smile: "Is that so?"

He abruptly stepped back three steps and, amid the crowd's bewildered gazes, launched into a strange dance.

His movements were sometimes as supple as a snake, sometimes as fierce as a hawk, each turn kicking up a whirlwind.

"Uh-oh, he's performing witchcraft!"

Amid the discussion, Yi Qi Chi's body began to swell, his muscles bulging at a visible speed.

His skin took on a bronze sheen, and he ended up a head taller than before!

Boom!

After his transformation, Yi Qi Chi punched Jiang Li in the chest, this time blasting the armor-wearing man several zhang away!

Jiang Li rolled helplessly on the ground a few times, and a dent appeared conspicuously on the chest of his leather armor.

"This is impossible!" Jiang Li struggled to his up, his voice filled with disbelief.

Yi Qi Chi gave him no chance to catch his breath, lunged forward with a single step, and locked his arms like iron tongs around Jiang Li's waist, actually hoisting the burly man straight over his head!

"Do you surrender?" Yi Qi Chi's voice turned low and hoarse.

Jiang Li struggled uselessly in midair a few times, then finally slumped and patted Yi Qi Chi's arm:

"Put me down... I surrender."

The crowd erupted in an uproar.

Those who had bet on the Ban Tribe were even more dumbfounded, completely unable to understand why the situation suddenly reversed.

Si Linghua looked at Yu Lin, also wearing an expression of disbelief:

"Yu Lin, what should we do?"

Yu Lin remained calm, showing no embarrassment at having guessed wrong.

Because his gaze had been fixed on the middle-aged man who ran the betting stall.

Just moments ago, I clearly saw that middle-aged man send his own people aside, whistle, and then Jiang Li and Yi Qi Chi's gazes instantly changed..........

Moreover.

Jiang Li could have completely interrupted Yi Qi Chi while he was performing witchcraft.

He didn't; he just stood there watching, waiting for Yi Qi Chi to perform witchcraft.

This made Yu Lin even more convinced that these three guys were putting on an act to swindle money and goods.

Who on earth did they learn this from? In this era..........

There must be an expert behind the scenes guiding them.

Only, they're not good at calculations, so doing this basically doesn't make money.

Yu Lin shook his head: "It's fine, I'll compensate you for those two animal pelts."

"They're in cahoots; from now on, just treat it as a free show to watch, don't get involved."