You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 195 Chance Encounter
After a few days, the snowy mountains were gradually flattened by the sky and the earth, the trees became sparse, until no shadows could be seen at all, and the white snow covered everything in the world.

The vast snow fell from the sky like swan feathers. The team of the Northern Snow Tribe walked slowly in the thick snow. The blue-hoofed horses looked like brown worms crawling in the white ocean.

The North Sea, the far north, is more than a thousand miles away. The people of the Beixue tribe have been on the journey for nearly half a month, but have not seen any shadow of the shadow.

"Hang——"

Suddenly, a loud cry came from a distance. [Hunter] tightened the reins, and the whole team stopped in the snow. He held the cold iron spear hanging on his waist tightly, squinted his eyes and looked a thousand meters away. He vaguely saw a cluster of ant-like colors crawling.

“It’s the people from the rest of the tribe.”

Jiang Qiu also tilted his head to look, with his hand on the [Beixue Spear] at his waist.

The human tribes are not necessarily united. The conflict between the Xibing Tribe and the Beixue Tribe has been going on for a long time. If they want to lead all the human race, they will definitely want to suppress Beixue.

If we meet people from the Beixue tribe, there is a high probability that a battle will take place here.

Being near the North Sea, it is normal to encounter other tribes.

And it seems that the team is not small, it must be a main tribe.

Tapping.

The tribal team over there also slowly stopped, and it seemed that someone turned around to look over here. The two sides stared at each other from a distance of a thousand meters, and the cold wind was howling.

"Everyone be careful, they are people from the Xibing tribe."

[Hunter] shouted in a deep voice, and the fighting spirit of the whole team suddenly soared, and some blue-hoofed horses raised their hooves and neighed.

Swish swish.

One cold iron spear after another was held in his hands, and a fierce fighting spirit gathered. Jiang Qiu also took a deep breath, tightly grasped the reins with his left hand, and clenched the [Beixue Spear] with his right hand.

Although there is an agreement among the four main tribes that they should not conflict with each other when visiting the ancestral ruins, time has passed after all, and no one knows what the Xibing tribe will do.

Besides, we haven’t reached Beihai yet, so who knows what happened?
Hey.

The conical arrow was placed on the recurve bow, making a slight sound. A murderous young man aimed at the leading leader [hunter] a thousand meters away, his forearm muscles bulged, and the murderous aura was released.

He was the leader of the Xibing tribe [Zhan]. He brought with him hundreds of the best warriors of the Xibing tribe, and their numbers even outnumbered Beixue.

In order to unify the entire human race, Beixue, who has the toughest bones, must be eliminated. There is almost no room for negotiation on this point, and Beixue's overall strength is not as good as Xibing's.

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The thick string was bent into a full moon by the thumb, pulled over the chin and the stubble-covered cheeks, and the conical arrow of [War] looked up at the sky above the team a thousand meters away. It can be foreseen that after the arrow is shot out, it will cross a powerful arc and pierce the head of the enemy leader.

But just as he was about to draw his bow, a young man's voice came from the center of the team, "There is no need to clash with the Beixue Tribe now."

[Zhan] glanced back at [Jin] who was holding the scabbard, the muscles of his right forearm slowly contracted, the string slowly rebounded, and hot white air came out of his mouth: "This is an opportunity. If all the people of the Beixue tribe die here, the human race in the northern realm will soon be unified, and even the ancestral ruins in a few days will have fewer competitors." There can only be one chosen one who can win in the end, and it is naturally a good thing that there is one less now, so as to avoid any changes after entering the ancestral ruins.

In fact, many tribes are secretly trying to murder the Chosen Ones who do not belong to them, but they rarely succeed.

Especially the Chosen One from the Beixue Tribe, who was thirteen years old and had just completed the annual ceremony, but was able to kill the intermediate-level demon tribe of Hantian Cliff in seconds.

According to the descriptions of envoys from other tribes who watched the coming-of-age ceremony, the Chosen One [Qiu] of the Northern Snow Tribe could break ten ice blocks with one spear!

This is not a small number. Even if [Jin] at that time could do it, he also relied on the bonus of bloodline talent. If it was purely based on strength, it might not be possible.
"We are not much more numerous than the Beixue tribe, so it is impossible to kill all of them easily." [Gold] narrowed his blue eyes, with a few large snowflakes dotted on his flowing golden hair. "Besides, we have to ensure the safety of every tribe when we go to the North Sea. Isn't this the agreement of the four main tribes?"

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[War] took a deep breath, stared at the Chosen One [Jin] for a while, and waved his hand solemnly. Upon seeing the signal, the tribal warriors put away their swords, spears, and bows.

Perhaps [Jin] was right, but if one wanted to inflict a heavy blow to the Beixue Tribe in one fell swoop, this was the best opportunity.

Where can I find such an opportunity when I am near the Ice and Snow Ridge?
If they were allowed to return to the Beixue Tribe, it would be even more impossible to succeed. No one in the Northern Territory could forcibly destroy a main tribe.
But since the Chosen One [Jin] has said so, it will not be easy to take action against the people of the Beixue Tribe again. After all, the Steel Bone Realm leader [Lie] there has also arrived, and his strength is not much worse than his own.

The so-called numerical advantage does not mean zero casualties. As long as the two sides fight, many powerful warriors will surely die. This is extremely disadvantageous for the human race. What if there are monsters ambushing in the North Sea?

Who can tell for sure?

Furthermore, although I am the one with the highest level in the team now, the key to victory or defeat may still lie in Tian Xuan [Jin].

Possessing a strong bloodline talent, he has now received a large amount of resources from the tribe to cultivate him. Not only has his realm approached the Steel Bone Realm, but his bloodline talent has also been developed to a higher level. Even I find it difficult to compete with him.

Thinking of this, [Zhan] tightened the reins and rode forward: "Keep going."

Tap tap tap.
The entire team of the Xibing tribe continued to crawl in the thick snow. [Jin], who had glanced at them from afar, withdrew his gaze. His cold eyes were like a blue moon overlooking all living beings. Jiangqiu was just a slightly inconspicuous small mountain.

He doesn't care about [War]'s ambitions, how the human race in the northern realm develops, or whether the demon race is strong.

There is only one purpose for coming to the Northern Realm, to obtain the fruit of enlightenment and achieve the status of a grandmaster.

As for the threats from other Chosen Ones?

Is that a threat?

After entering the ancestral ruins, obtain the ancestral inheritance, break through to a more powerful realm, and when the battle for the chosen one comes, according to the agreement with the high priest of the Xibing tribe, eliminate the people and monsters that pose a threat to the Xibing tribe, and then kill the remaining nine chosen ones.

When the fog of Beijie Mountain dissipates, it is the day to reach the top of the mountain.

Why bother about the gains and losses now.

As his thoughts turned to this, a thin breeze suddenly blew in front of [Jin], blowing away the white snow on his golden hair. A faint light flashed in his blue pupils, and he rode his horse in the center of the Xibing tribe's team.

(End of this chapter)