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"Don't worry, nothing will happen..."

The Wen Family Couple was naturally very worried. The other party was not alone; there were as many as fifteen or sixteen people, and they were not unarmed—they were either holding sharp Miao Knives or bows and arrows.

Although this threat was far less intense compared to firearms with live ammunition, it was still an extremely powerful lethal weapon in these mountains.

Looking over at Song Qingshan's side, he was actually unarmed and went straight towards the opponents.

"He's quite bold, let me meet you..."

The Young Tribe Leader, seeing Song Qingshan rushing towards him, didn't seem too surprised. People in the mountains have simple thoughts, carrying somewhat the mentality that whoever has the bigger fist has the reason.

Moreover, he was here to kidnap a bride; the possibility of snatching the bride without any resistance was almost impossible...

In his eyes, Qin Fang was Wen Yan's brother, and Song Qingshan, who had been standing by the side, might be his rival for the bride... Seeing Song Qingshan taking the initiative to attack, his face lit up with joy, he signaled to his men beside him, and also charged towards Song Qingshan.

Tucking that sharp Miao Knife at his waist, it seemed he didn't want to take advantage, wanting to defeat his competitor fair and square...

"Ah ha..."

The Young Tribe Leader let out a strange roar, and his slightly dark muscles surged like coiling dragons, embodying both strength and beauty.

"Hmph..."

However, such strength might be meaningful against others, but facing Song Qingshan—it was absolutely like an egg striking a rock.

One could hear Song Qingshan letting out a cold chuckle, he didn't even use his proudest Great Strength Eagle Claw Technique, but simply threw a straightforward punch.

The speed was not fast, the angle was not tricky, just a straightforward Black Tiger Heart Technique...

The Young Tribe Leader didn't see any tricks, and didn't take Song Qingshan's punch seriously, directly meeting it with his chest. At the same time, his hands made some other movements, his palm turning into a hand blade, raised high, and slanted down towards Song Qingshan's throat.

It seemed he intended to fight Song Qingshan head-on, and with such a violent strike, he planned to directly knock Song Qingshan unconscious... When people in the mountains kidnap brides, they make a big commotion, but generally try not to harm lives.

The thinking in the mountains is backward; men are the pillars of the home and the tribe, losing one is painful for the whole tribe. If killed by someone from another tribe, it could easily lead to large-scale conflicts between the two tribes...

"Sss..."

Uncle Wen, seeing the fight between Song Qingshan and the Young Tribe Leader, was a bit surprised himself. He was somewhat trained in martial arts, and although he couldn't perceive the sophistication of Song Qingshan's move, he could vaguely feel Song Qingshan's strength; the Young Tribe Leader was like a child in his hands.

He couldn't help but inhale slightly, his eyes becoming even more astonished.

"Go~~"

Song Qingshan didn't expect the young man in front of him to act so recklessly, daring to be completely undefended against a grandmaster-level expert like him—it was simply courting death…

Regardless, if he wanted to get through this situation, he had to subdue these people first...

One could see Song Qingshan utter a soft shout; as his fist reached the Young Tribe Leader's chest, it immediately turned into an eagle's claw, grabbing the animal skin cloak the Young Tribe Leader was wearing, easily lifting him up.

Then, with a slight shake of his arm, the Young Tribe Leader was sent flying like a severely kicked football, directly flying towards the crowd behind him.

"Ala Ala..."

The tribal people of the Gelan Tribe were all dumbfounded watching this scene, utterly shocked. Their Young Tribe Leader, second only to the Chief in strength, was thrown away with a single move, which was utterly beyond everyone's expectations.

Fortunately, they had some reflexes, seeing the stout body of the Young Tribe Leader flying towards them, they immediately put away their weapons, several people trying to catch him first…

Bang~~

It happened so suddenly, their reaction too hasty; by the time they tried to catch him, the large body had already fallen, landing right in the middle of several equally burly tribesmen, pressing them down…

"Ala Ala~~"

This scene naturally surprised and angered the people of the Gelan Tribe; some of them, with bad tempers, uttered unintelligible dialect, which Qin Fang and the others couldn't understand, and all raised their bows and arrows, aiming at Song Qingshan, standing like a powerful giant.

"This toy is useless against me..."

Song Qingshan, after slightly exchanging a glance with Qin Fang, let out a loud laugh and then charged toward the archers again.

Speaking a different language in these mountainous tribes is already troublesome, let alone reasoning with them here where only strength can make them submissive.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh~~

Originally, the tribal villagers were already astonished by the immensity of Song Qingshan's strength. When they saw him attacking, they naturally couldn't just stand by and started shooting arrows.

Bows and Miao Knives are essential weapons for every tribesman, fundamental for survival in the mountains, otherwise how could they fight the venomous serpents and fierce beasts or hunt wild animals for food...

It can be said that every man in these mountain tribes is a born warrior—however, this notion belongs more to ancient times; in modern days, it only shows their primitivity and barbarism.

Arrows flew toward Song Qingshan like rain.

Each villager was an excellent archer, and they only targeted Song Qingshan without attacking Qin Fang and his group who were not far away.

But—

Song Qingshan remained serene, not even blinking.

Clang clang clang~~

The arrows pouring on Song Qingshan struck as if hitting an extremely hard steel plate, causing no damage but producing sounds like metal collisions.

The only damage was perhaps that Song Qingshan's clothing got pierced by the Sharp Arrows, leaving numerous holes due to the angles…

Everyone was dumbfounded, even forgetting to continue shooting arrows.

Generation after generation, these people lived in the mountains relying on their knives and arrows. They had never been afraid or terrified, even facing fierce and robust beasts like tigers, wolves, and Xiong Xiazi, and among them were warriors who had killed such beasts…

Yet now, their strongest weapons aimed at a human failed to even scratch the skin or draw a trace of blood—completely out of their comprehension.

For a moment, all of them were stunned.

However, Song Qingshan evidently was not going to stop; his steps shifted slightly, and he appeared in front of them. With hands like eagle claws, with a light grab and throw, those villagers flew up in the air like rocks and all fell towards where the Young Tribe Leader had fallen.

Then, it turned into a show performed by Song Qingshan. His movements were extremely fast, catching one every few seconds and throwing them down, then catching another and doing the same...

For a while, the sky was filled with flying people, and they were all heading in one direction—

Thump thump thump~~

The sounds of their landings followed one after another. In a short time, about a dozen people were piled up into a small mound, and the poor Young Tribe Leader, who was just helped up, was knocked down again, ending up pressed at the very bottom without the strength to move...

"Ouch... Ouch..."

These people, pressing on each other, combined with the collisions from their falls, suddenly filled the air with tragic cries, as they looked at Song Qingshan with immense fear, uttering such tragic cries.

"All done, let's go!"

Having dealt with these people, naturally, there were no more obstructions. The surrounding villagers who originally came to watch the spectacle also looked at Song Qingshan with frightened expressions, no one daring to cause further trouble now.

"Let's not hurry..."

At that moment, Qin Fang suddenly had an idea, immediately walked up to the Young Tribe Leader, "According to the rules of the mountains, since you tried to rob and failed, now you are my prisoner, don't pretend to be dead, all get up..."

In fact, Qin Fang didn't know any mountain rules at all, but since these people had unreasonably caused trouble, it couldn't be so simple to just let them go, especially the Young Tribe Leader who was thinking about getting more people from the tribe to raid.

"Get up now..."

Since Qin Fang wasn't the one who had taken action, his words didn't carry much weight. Although the villagers were very scared, they looked quite doubtful. But Song Qingshan didn't have the patience to dilly-dally with them and let out a ferocious roar.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh~~

Seeing this, the villagers who were just wailing in pain immediately got up agilely like spry monkeys, looking as if they had not been hurt at all.

In fact, they weren't really injured; Song Qingshan had controlled his strength well. The main reason these people pretended to be dead was being terrified by Song Qingshan.

Fighting against more than a dozen wasn't a big deal, but Song Qingshan's invulnerability, with so many Sharp Arrows failing to hurt him, had genuinely frightened these people.

"What... what do you want to do?"

The Young Tribe Leader also got up from the ground; he couldn't be tough at this time, but remembering his status, he tried to muster a firm stance. (To be continued. If you like this work, we invite you to vote and support us at Qidian(qidian.com), your support is my greatest motivation.)

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