After crossing into the wizarding world, he quietly became a god

Qinghe tribe.

The originally silent tribe began to revive, with wisps of smoke rising from the kitchen.

The Qinghe tribe is not only the largest tribe in the vicinity, but also the tribe with the most fertile land.

The dozen or so small tribes around all depended on the food grown by the Qinghe tribe for their survival. Therefore, every once in a while, caravans from other tribes would transport valuable items to the Qinghe tribe in exchange for food.

"What? Why is the price of food high again?"

"You think it's expensive, and I think it's expensive too. You can just not buy it!"

"No, I'll just buy it."

Elsa looked at the arrogant grain sellers from the Qinghe tribe and couldn't help but remember that her father used to trade with them in such a humble manner.

There was no way around it. The Qinghe tribe strictly controlled the sale of grain and the population of more than a dozen nearby tribes, making it impossible for these tribes to resist the Qinghe tribe.

However, Elsa now has the confidence to resist.

That's right, after some hard work, Elsa finally broke through that finishing touch and was successfully promoted to a formal first-level warrior.

The grain seller looked at the animal skins brought by the Tiger Tribe and couldn't help but show his joy. This was a good thing. When winter came, he could sell them and buy a few more acres of good farmland.

However, Elsa took a look at him and walked away with the people of the Tiger Tribe. The grain seller was stunned for a moment and then spat. The chief had recently issued a strict order to limit the share of grain sold. If the Tiger Tribe did not buy now, they would not be able to buy it later.

The Tiger Tribe walked to the center of the venue. Elsa hung up all the animal skins with hemp ropes. Vic held up an animal skin with words written on it, and the grain seller looked carefully at the words written on it.

"As long as you can beat me, I'll give you all the animal skins."

Despite his arrogant tone, the grain seller was tempted. As a grain seller from the Qinghe tribe, his influence in the tribe was considerable, and he had many thugs under his command.

If we can defeat him, wouldn't we be able to get so many animal skins for free?

So he didn't sell any grain and ran straight back home.

There were many people from other small tribes on the field, who were also attracted by the words on the animal skins, and the crowd gradually gathered around.

"If I defeat you, can I really get these animal skins?" asked an impatient man.

"He's not the one you're going to fight," Elsa said, walking out from behind Vic.

"it's me."

"As long as you can beat me, these animal skins will be yours. Do you want to come up and try?"

When the man heard that there was such a good thing, and his opponent was a little girl, he quickly said, "You can't regret it."

"Do you still want to compete? If not, then don't waste your time."

The man quickly said, "Let me compare myself."

As he said this, he walked into the open space. Since this little girl dared to set up the ring, she must be no simple person. He must not be careless and end up capsizing.

He was also a famous hunter in the tribe. He crouched low and first looked at his opponent's tactics.

Elsa didn't care about that and strode closer at an extremely fast speed. Before the man could react, one of his hands was grabbed by Elsa.

The man felt dizzy and before he could react, he was thrown out by Elsa. The man flew more than ten meters away, rolled on the ground several times, and crawled a few times, but was unable to get up.

Elsa thought to herself, "No wonder the Tiger God asked me to hold back. I didn't expect a level one warrior to be so powerful. I'm so powerful even before I use my fighting spirit. I wonder if I can match the Tiger God after using my fighting spirit."

"Is there anyone else competing?"

Elsa asked the crowd of onlookers.

She did not forget today's mission. In order to make the hunting sect famous, Richard gave her an idea and asked her to set up a fighting arena.

"I come."

A burly fat man walked out of the crowd.

Before even one round had passed, the fat man was thrown out by Elsa.

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By the time the grain seller and his thugs returned to the field, Elsa and her group had been surrounded by a crowd.

The crowd was noisy and shouts could be heard from time to time.

"another one."

"another one."

The crowd suddenly made way, and a figure was thrown out from the venue. A thug of the grain seller appeared from behind, caught the figure, and threw it aside. The man wanted to curse a few words, but when he saw the grain seller and the thug behind him, he lowered his head and walked away.

The grain seller hurriedly squeezed in through the gap with his thugs, and saw a pretty figure fighting five people alone in the center of the venue. As long as she got close to someone, no matter how they struggled, she would throw them out of the venue.

"Why is she a woman? And she's so powerful."

The grain seller looked at the thug who had just caught the figure that was thrown out, "How is it, are you sure?"

This thug was given to him by the chief. He was from the chief's guard team. Although he looks ordinary, none of his thugs can last more than three rounds in his hands.

The thug looked at the field and saw that the remaining four people were thrown out one by one by Elsa.

The corner of his mouth twitched, "Try it."

Elsa threw all these opponents away and wiped the sweat from her forehead with her hand. Just now, some people from the tribe did not follow the moral code of martial arts and wanted to attack with all ten people. Vic originally disagreed, but Elsa agreed. She wanted to make the name of the hunting sect famous in the Qinghe tribe today to live up to the expectations of the Tiger God.

"Is anyone else coming?"

Elsa asked the crowd below. The crowd was talking a lot, and for a moment no one was willing to come up. It was obvious that they were shocked by Elsa's strength of fighting ten people alone.

"Let me do it."

The thug who had just spoken to the grain seller walked out from the crowd.

"It was him, Qiu Qi. He was from the personal guard of the chief of the Qinghe tribe. I remember that last time a tribe caused trouble, he took care of the entire caravan by himself."

"I didn't expect that the guards would come out."

"It seems Qiu Qi is now working for the guy who sells grain."

Elsa looked at Church in front of her and concentrated.

Qiu Qi already knew that Elsa was very powerful, so he had to strike first and punched Elsa first.

Elsa stretched out her left hand to block Church's fist, and grabbed Church's arm with her right hand and was about to throw him out.

Church quickly grabbed Elsa's hand and wanted to lock Elsa's hand with his joints, but Elsa was very strong and Church broke free as soon as he grabbed it.

The two pulled apart again.

Qiu Qi waved the hand that Elsa had just grabbed. This woman was incredibly strong.

The two fought for two more rounds, and each time Church relied on his rich fighting skills to escape from Elsa's hands, but each time was very thrilling.

Elsa's past hunting experience was of little use against Church, so the two of them were in a stalemate.

Elsa smiled.

"Don't blame me if you get hurt later. I can't help it. I promised him."