Chapter 172
Chapter 172 – A totem tattoo is not like this
Translated by Joycelyn
Li originally believed that all he needed was one strike; in a direct face off, he could beat someone to waste. However he had never thought that the present Yan Shuo had actually burst out with explosive power different from the past, even the speed of wielding his knife was a lot faster. This forced Li to bring out the stone knife hanging by his waist to block.
Ping ping ping ping!
Sounds of stone knives colliding travelled through the area where the wanderers lived.
However, no one from the surrounding approached, they all stood afar, spectating.
Wanderers being killed off was no surprise; they had no strength, and no support from the tribes. Even the people who got along well with Yan Shuo and his family, or those who had received help from Yan Shuo before, were not willing to incur the wrath of a slave master.
Only, the thing that made everyone surprised was something that looked like totem patterns appearing on Yan Shuo’s face; they weren’t there before, they had appeared during the battle. They didn’t seem to be drawn on deliberately, it was different from those liars who pretended to be totem warriors.
Yet, Yan Shuo, whose back was facing the house, did not know that the woman inside was already full of tears, hugging tightly onto her children. In one hand she held onto a stone spear. She did not plan on fleeing. She could not outrun them, so then why not die together. Even if she made it, she was also unable to provide for her children. She did not have the strength to hunt like Yan Shuo.
That slave master moved towards Yan Shuo, step by step, not worrying that Yan Shuo might run away, because he can’t get away. At the same time, he had also wanted to show to the wanderers the distance between them. He really enjoyed the feeling he received from the stares of the spectators.
Seeing the faint unknown tattoo on Yan Shuo’s face, the slave spoke with a tone of instructing someone, “Something like this is not a real totem tattoo.”
At the end of his speech his speed suddenly accelerated, his fingers became claws as they grasped towards Yan Shuo’s neck.
Yan Shuo had felt that his opponent was still around ten steps away from him, but in the blink of an eye he had arrived before him.
At that moment, Yan Shuo felt suffocated, as if the hand was actually choking his neck tightly.
But, when that hand’s distance from Yan Shuo was not even half a palm apart, it had stopped. It was forcefully being held back by someone.
The slave grasping towards Yan Shuo had only felt a shadow flash past. The hand that had originally stretched out to grab Yan Shuo’s neck, his arm was suddenly grabbed on by someone.
Looking up, that slave’s pupils contracted, as if he were seeing something unthinkable.
Li and the surrounding wanderers were also shocked and dazed. Their sight moved from the face of the guy who had just appeared to Yan Shuo’s face, then once again looked at the newcomer, then to Yan Shuo once more. They continuously looked back and forth, and in the end came up with the same conclusion:
The totem patterns on their faces are the same!
It! Is! The! Same!
“Then you tell me, a real totem tattoo, what is it like?” With a steady voice, Shao Xuan asked as he grabbed onto that person’s arm.
Obviously, his tone was very peaceful, but when the others heard it, they felt like a bucket of ice had just poured over them.
This is a real totem tattoo, it is exactly the same as Yan Shuo’s tattoo! But unlike Yan Shuo’s faint patterns, these were very clear tattoos that were filled with life.
A Tribe!
This is what anyone who saw this scene would think in their hearts.
Shao Xuan did not bother with the others. He casually flinged that person he held onto away, waited for him to stand up steadily, then slowly walked towards that person step by step, just like what that person had done to Yan Shuo in the beginning.
The places where each of Shao Xuan steps had been were left with a deep foot print. After each step, the gravel and dust on the ground would tremble.
“No…..”
Just when that person wanted to say something, Shao Xuan suddenly accelerated. In the blink of an eye, he was right before that person. Although his hand had not held onto any weapons, his hand was as hard and sturdy as a stone axe, fiercely slashing down onto that person.
Due to the activation of the totem tattoos, the flame-like totem patterns stretched to his elbows, meaning his strike was incomparably fearsome.
That person simply had no time to talk or be surprised, he could only instinctively raise his arms to above his head, intending to block the incoming menacing blow.
A bang resounded in the air!
That person failed to shoulder Shao Xuan’s explosive strike, both his legs were unable to endure the violent force. After bending, he proceeded to kneel on the ground, when his knees collided against the ground, the ground was carved out with a deep mark. His two arms, in this strike’s short moment, gave out a resounding sound of bones breaking.
The snake that came with the slave, shot towards Shao Xuan, its mouth wide open, revealing its two long fangs. These fangs held a highly toxic poison.
But Shao Xuan treated the beast like he had not seen it, not even reacting to that snake’s attack.
Yan Shuo was anxious to the point that he wanted to rush over, but from the sky, a shadow glided down then flew up again, taking along the snake they had felt was extremely dangerous.
Li lifted his head to look up in the sky, and was welcomed with the snake’s blood dripping all over his face.
Pa!
The snake’s head was thrown down.
Li could not bother to wipe off the snake blood off of his face, as he was looking at the snake’s head that had rolled over to his feet. He felt his legs getting soft as he suddenly felt like he had no strength over his whole body.
Hu!
A shadow that was even taller than a person shook its wings, before landing on the ground. The snake that was usually rampant like it was nobody’s business, had quickly lost it’s head, and all that was left was it’s body that was being torn apart by the large bird at the moment.
The sharp claws of the bird easily tore the snake’s body apart, opening up its belly, with the snake’s blood splashing everywhere.
Probably because Chacha had experienced the humiliation of being pulled to the ground from the sky by a snake before, it became the animal that Chacha hated the most. When tearing it apart, he had not felt any pity for it.
Yan Shuo looked at the young man who had just saved him, the totem patterns on the other’s arm were exactly the same as yesterday night, when the tattoos had appeared on his arms!!
Then looking at that large bird that had just landed, on the claws that were tearing the snake, a clear cut pattern entered Yan Shuo’s sight, making him take in a heavy breath.
A tribe’s totem…..
The Flaming Horns tribe’s totem……
Yan Shuo could feel all of his blood in his whole body boiling up, his body trembling. Looking back at the young man whom he had just first met today, he saw him walking over to him step by step.
Shao Xuan came before Yan Shuo, his mouth turning into a smile as he said, “Let me introduce myself, hailing from the Flaming Horns Tribe, I am Shao Xuan.”