Quick Transmigration: The Harvest God, I'm Very Busy

Chapter 459 Primitive Farming Records (126)

After Qinghun used [-]% of her power to punch, the strong black guy staggered instead of falling to the ground, Qinghun's expression changed. She really shouldn't look down on anyone.

Thinking about how easy it was to beat the Black Eagles of the Montenegro at the last small trade fair.In the tribe, when fighting with second-level fighters, although she didn't try her best, she never fell behind. The confidence of a super fighter.

But at this time, the rock warrior who felt humiliated was not his own race, and the knife that the other party tried his best to slash over again, really made her feel the pressure.

The oncoming pressure made Qinghun's face terrified, and he didn't dare to stay any longer.

The lion fights the rabbit, and she tries her best, but the opponent is obviously not much worse than her true fighting strength. A careless move may be a consequence that she cannot bear.

Under the opponent's blatant attack, Qinghun's light-weight technique felt a bit of being blocked.

Although in the eyes of others, her advances and retreats are still flowing, but Qinghun knows that although the black and strong guy has a bad mouth, his strength is worthy of her attention.

General Qinghun dodged the black strong guy's blade, and didn't dare to take it lightly, changed his defense to attack, and used the fastest footwork to bombard the opponent's face with a punch.

Because she was too fast, and the black and strong guy didn't expect that she could dodge the knife with all his strength so lightly, and still have the strength to fight back. He could only watch the opponent's fist infinitely magnify in his eyes. , and finally hit him on the nose.

The people around only heard a scream, and the people of the Rock Clan stared wide-eyed in shock, their faces full of disbelief.

You must know that the black guy is also one of the top few fighters among the rock's second-level fighters.They thought that he would be able to teach that ignorant little bastard of the Jiushan tribe a hard lesson, but they didn't expect that he didn't even have a weapon, and he just relied on his fists, two rounds, one punch He hit the black guy's back, and broke the guy's nose bone with a punch, causing him to scream and have nosebleeds all over his face.

This time, the painful black and strong guy almost lost his knife.

After taking a few steps back again and again, the strong black guy reached out and touched the blood under his nose, and his eyes were even more fierce.

Qing Hun didn't give him a chance to catch his breath. He tapped his toes and charged forward, his fists falling like a torrent of rain. He didn't give the opponent a chance to raise the sword with all his strength.

But the opponent is obviously not a vegetarian, between offense and defense, finally looking for a meeting, Dao Feng slammed and slashed towards Qinghun's waist fiercely.

Qinghun felt the wind of the knife and moved sideways, but the opponent was fast enough, and in desperation, he could only concentrate his internal strength on his left arm and block it hard.

After the opponent's stern knife wind broke through the internal force of her armguard, it finally cut Qing Baoxiu arm, and the blood beads brought up were scattered along the knife wind.

Qinghun turned around in pain, and was hit in the back by the opponent's knife handle again.

Except for the occasional injury in the first world on the battlefield, this is the first time she has been injured in several lifetimes.

Qinghun didn't care about the injuries on her body, she absolutely couldn't give the opponent a chance to take advantage of the situation to attack, she used all her internal strength, her footwork was faster, and the speed of her fists was like afterimages.

The strong black guy originally wounded the opponent twice in a row, and was about to take advantage of the situation to pursue him. He didn't want the little thing to advance instead of retreating, and his aura was even more formidable and shocking than before. With such aura, the knife in his hand was worth as much as a thousand pieces of gold. No chance to fight back at all.

The people on the side couldn't see Qinghun's punching at all, they could only hear the sound of punches piercing into the flesh, and the black guy's muffled grunts and the sound of bone fractures.

When he could see clearly, the black guy had already fallen to the ground, his face was swollen like a wild boar.As for the green soul, it was already at least three or four meters away from the black guy who fell to the ground and fainted.

After knocking down the opponent, Qinghun did not deal with the knife wounds on his arms or back. Instead, he faced the rock man opposite with a stern face and said in a cold voice: "He will be my slave from now on. If you Whoever wants to fight, just go ahead. If you lose, you will be my slave from now on. If you win, I will still let you do whatever you want. Of course, you can also buy this person with your property. Those who insult me ​​are from far away. must be executed."

The person on the opposite side didn't rush up to fight impulsively, but instead asked her with an inexplicable face: "We understand the one in front, that, what does it mean to be punished?"

Green soul: ...

Can you still install an X?
He rubbed his forehead, but wanted to do some popular science, and finally opened his mouth, but decided not to say anything.

say what?Must die?Must kill?You don't have the momentum you had just now, okay?
Qinghun didn't know if the other party was frightened by the way she, a brat, just fought. Anyway, she had no intention of continuing to fight, so she ignored them and only gave a gesture to Takagi and the others. Understanding, without saying a word, he stepped forward and picked up the black guy, as if he was leaving.The other group of people were in a hurry.

One of the older fighters hurriedly said, "Wait."

Tianxing stared, raised the knife in his hand: "Why, do you want to continue fighting?"

The other party thought, what a slap in the face. Sure enough, someone in the jungle said that although the Jiu Shan tribe is only a small and medium-sized tribe with not many people, no tribe will easily get along with the Jiu Shan people and cause trouble for them. This is really true. Not fake.These Jiushan people are really fierce.

A girl who was only ten years old, a first-class fighter, was so powerful that she didn't even draw the knife she was carrying in a few breaths, and she defeated the most powerful fighter in her tribe with just two fists. Second-level fighters, aren't those second-level fighters around her more terrifying?How to fight this horse riding?
Throw in the towel.

But you can't really watch your own tribe's fighters become slaves, can you?
The rock warrior could only smile and say: "We, we are willing to redeem him with property. Well, can you tell us how much dried meat is needed to redeem him? Salt...salt is also fine."

Tianxing and the others looked at Qinghun, Qinghun thought, how do I know how much this guy is worth?
Salt or something, they don't need Jiushan at all, okay?

But salt can be used as money, and it is also okay to give salt.

Qinghun thought for a while, and then said: "Whatever, you can see how much dried meat or salt he is worth, and send him back to our Jiushan tribe's resident, and then take him back. Remember, you interrupted our work of chopping firewood. Remember to bring ten bundles of firewood."

Rockman: ...

When they got back to the station, everyone saw that they didn't carry any firewood back. Instead, Takagi was carrying a black and strong guy who had fainted. Qinghun's arm was injured, and his sleeve was scratched. Xue, hurriedly came over to ask what happened: "Are you fighting with someone? Which tribe dares to fight with us Jiushan people? No, we have to find them! Also, why are you all fine, only Yoyo is injured ? Tell the chief to go. Also, Tianxing, treat Yoyo's wound quickly." (First update)
(End of this chapter)