Chapter 2678 Why are you putting a mask on the Fire Spirit Chicken?

Huo Ming was truly depressed because of the banquet. In his opinion, the Yanwu Tribe and the Linshi Tribe were utterly despicable.

A perfectly good banquet, an opportunity to promote their Fire Spirit Tribe, was ruined just like that.

Of course, the Yanwu tribe is even more despicable.

And in the Yanwu tribe, the one who deserves to die the most is Qi Wu.

Huo Ming found Qi Wu utterly despicable.

He must kill this person.

Qi Wu was unaware of Huo Ming's anger. Upon returning to his residence, he didn't think much of it and immediately pestered Ye Changqing to give everyone extra help.

"Brother Ye, we didn't eat anything at the banquet today. How about we just have a bowl of noodles to fill our stomachs?"

After the extraterrestrial demon translated, Ye Changqing understood and nodded with a smile.

A simple bowl of braised noodles is not troublesome, and Ye Changqing made quite a lot, but it was still eaten up completely by the people of the Yanwu tribe.

Everyone ate three large bowls, especially Qi Wu, who ate five bowls by himself.

After a hearty meal, the members of the Yanwu tribe patted their bellies in satisfaction.

Don't underestimate these simple bowls of braised noodles; in the eyes of the Yanwu tribe, they are a delicacy better than any rare delicacy.

The huge table of food prepared by the Fire Spirit Tribe was, in the eyes of the Yanwu Tribe members, simply a pile of rubbish.

After eating, it's time to sleep.

This is also a common lifestyle of the barbarian gods.

Completely different from humans, the Barbarian Gods do not exhibit the same fighting spirit as human cultivators.

That spirit of defying fate.

In any case, for the Barbarian God Clan, whether they fight desperately or not, they can reach a higher realm.

This is something that can be achieved simply by practicing normally, eating, and sleeping.

Ye Changqing, like Qi Wu and the others, was fast asleep.

Since he was a person with a system, completely different from other human cultivators, he felt even less pressure.

I slept incredibly well.

The next day, today, is the day the Fire Spirit Chicken Tournament begins.

People from the five tribes gathered in the huge square at the very center of the Fire Spirit Tribe.

A huge platform has been erected here, and around the platform are seats in five different areas, belonging to people from various tribes.

Qi Wu, along with Ye Changqing, a group of clansmen, and the extraterrestrial demon, swaggered over to the seats belonging to the Yanwu tribe and sat down.

Qi Wu didn't take anything that happened at yesterday's banquet to heart at all.

For him, he did nothing yesterday.

Only Huo Ming, who arrived earlier, was furious at Qi Wu's smug look.

That bastard has really gotten carried away; he must be killed.

If you harbor murderous intent towards someone, then even the act of that person breathing becomes an act of heinous crime.

The current situation is exactly like this, with Huo Ming watching the flag warriors.

However, Qi Wu was completely unaware of this.

Before long, the people from the five tribes had all arrived.

Huo Ming, representing the Fire Spirit Tribe, the organizer of this year's Fire Spirit Chicken Championship, stood up and spoke.

"Welcome everyone..."

This was supposed to be a normal opening, but before Huo Ming could finish speaking, Qi Wu interrupted him.

"Hey, you surnamed Huo, why do you talk so much nonsense every day? What's the point of saying so much? Just get started already, stop dawdling."

Ok? ? ?

Upon hearing this, Huo Ming's face immediately turned ugly. This bastard really wanted to die.

I glared fiercely at Qi Wu, and Qi Wu, of course, glared back at me without backing down.

Their gazes met in mid-air, remaining locked in a stalemate for a moment before ending with a cold snort from Huo Ming.

Now is not the time to turn against this guy. After the Fire Spirit Chicken Tournament ends, he will make sure that bastard can never return to the Yanwu Tribe.

Immediately afterwards, Huo Ming announced the official start of the Fire Spirit Chicken Championship.

In fact, the rules of this Fire Spirit Chicken Championship are very simple: each tribe sends out its chosen Fire Spirit Chicken King.

Each tribe has three slots, and they receive a prize for each win.

If all three Fire Spirit Chicken Kings are defeated, they will lose their qualification.

The rules are simple and straightforward, and easy to understand.

Naturally, the Fire Spirit Tribe took the initiative at the beginning, sending out their first Fire Spirit Chicken King.

After a fierce battle with the Fire Spirit Chicken King of another tribe, the Fire Spirit Chicken King of the Fire Spirit tribe won a beautiful victory.

It's clear that the Fire Spirit Tribe, as the organizer, has made thorough preparations for this Fire Spirit Chicken King Competition.

The Fire Spirit Chicken King they chose was also incredibly powerful.

Having taken the lead, Huo Ming finally smiled.

He even glanced at Qi Wu with a smug look.

So what if they resort to underhanded tactics? In the end, it still comes down to strength.

To achieve this, the Fire Spirit Tribe has spared no effort in cultivating three true Fire Spirit Chicken Kings.

Those were the kings among kings, while this one was merely the weakest of the Fire Spirit Chicken Kings.

Yesterday, Qi Wu used some underhanded tactics to ruin the banquet he had carefully prepared.

But today, he will not give Qi Wu that chance again.

He wanted to show Qi Wu that in the face of absolute power, all underhanded tactics are useless.

Faced with Huo Ming's somewhat provocative gaze, Qi Wu felt completely bewildered.

You won, so what? Why are you staring at me like that?

It's just one win, what's there to be proud of?

They originally planned to go on stage later, since although their Yanwu tribe had three Fire Spirit Chicken Kings, the only one that could actually fight was that old hen.

The other two roosters were either too powerful to command their wives, or their fighting ability was so mediocre that they were of little use.

However, plans can't keep up with changes. Faced with Huo Ming's smugness, Qi Wu immediately stopped tolerating it.

They brought in a pair of hens.

They were all masked, wearing special Flame Warrior masks.

Everyone present was stunned when they saw the old hen being thrown onto the high platform.

For no other reason than that it feels a bit strange, why would they put a Yanwu mask on a chicken? It's ridiculous.

I've never seen chickens wear Yanwu masks before. What is the Yanwu tribe up to now?

The one that reacted the most was undoubtedly Huo Ming.

The smile on Huo Ming's face vanished instantly as he watched the masked hen being thrown onto the high platform.

He turned to Qi Wu with a hint of annoyance and hissed in a low voice.

"Qi Wu, what are you planning to do now?"

Ok? ? ?

Upon hearing this, Qi Wu looked completely bewildered and asked Huo Ming, not understanding what was going on.

"What are you doing?"

This isn't an act; it's genuinely strange. I didn't do anything, so why is this guy with the surname Huo reacting so strongly? He's sick in the head.

Faced with Qi Wu's doubts, Huo Ming questioned him without any politeness.

"Why are you putting a mask on the Fire Spirit Chicken if you're not going to do anything? Are you crazy?"