What qualifies you to be called that?

Snap!

The other big hand stretched out horizontally and shook Scott's big hand firmly.

"What? Chief Yal really thinks he is the king of the Kentana people? Are you going to interfere in our household affairs?" The flesh on Scott's big face kept beating, anger and war raging, "Just right, let me give it a try

, are you worthy of the title of Kentana’s No. 1 Warrior?

On his arms as thick as buckets, long snake-like veins protruded, and as the muscles stirred, strength began to surge crazily.

The person who intervened to stop Scott was none other than Yal, the chief of the Sea Hunting Tribe.

"If this is just your simple housework, I really shouldn't get involved, but this young man just mentioned the ancestral spirits. This is the matter of the entire Kentana people. Chief Scott wants to compete. We will have many opportunities in the future.

, why not let this young man finish what he said? What do you mean when you just said that the ancestral spirit is coming?" Chief Yar said with a smile.

As Scott continued to exert more force, the animal skin clothes on his body also bulged.

It was obvious that Chief Yal was not as relaxed as he appeared under the pressure brought by Scott.

In terms of pure strength, there is not that big a gap between the two.

"Scott." Chief Prey shouted angrily, "Have you done your nonsense? If you continue to behave nonsense, don't blame me for driving you out."

"Humph!" Scott groaned, and finally took the initiative to withdraw his strength.

Chief Ya'er, who passively responded to the challenge, was also unwilling to stir up trouble at the opponent's home court. He also took the initiative to withdraw his efforts and said with a smile: "Since Chief Scott wants to compete, why not wait until we lead the tribe through this crisis?"

?Whether it is a wrestling match or a glorious battle in front of the ancestral spirits, I fully agree. If there is no way to defeat Chief Scott, I will not have the shame to call the Kentana people not the king."

"Okay!" Scott laughed and said, "Quick, since the chief is a cheerful person, I will not continue to be a villain."

The flames of war that were about to ignite between the two were just suppressed by force.

"Since the chief is interested, let's listen together. I apologize for my son's impulsive behavior." Chief Prey said to Chief Yal firmly.

Obviously, he was a little dissatisfied with Chief Yal's initiative to interfere in their tribe's affairs.

"I am the one who should apologize. I was rash just now. They are all the children of the chief. How could the chief allow them to hurt each other?" Chief Yal said with a smile.

To be able to unite the scattered sea hunting tribes into a single group, Chief Yal relies on more than just his bravery. His grasp of human nature and sophistication is far superior to that of ordinary Kentana barbarians.
Chapter completed!