186: Each with their own ulterior motives

The Warrior Captain of the Frenzied Battle Tribe stared intently at the slender, young man in the green robe. First, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, immediately followed by intense fury!

"These weapons, were they refined by you?"

A guy who looked frail, weaker than even the thinnest woman in the Tribe, was actually the Artifact Master who forged those divine Sharp Weapons?

How was this possible?

"That is correct..."

Han Qing admitted.

Upon hearing the affirmative reply, the Warrior Captain was stunned for a moment, then, his ferocious face instantly broke into a grin filled with ecstatic joy and greed!

"Hahahaha! I really didn't expect this! Coming out to collect tribute, I actually stumbled upon such a great treasure!"

He looked at Han Qing as if he were gazing upon a rare artifact, a commodity that could bring him supreme glory and wealth!

"A blacksmith who can forge Thousand-Forged Divine Weapons! Haha! Bring him back to the Tribe! This is absolutely a great achievement!"

His palm, as large as a cattail fan, waved suddenly, issuing an order to his subordinates who also wore greedy expressions.

"All of you, move! Capture him for me!"

He specifically added a reminder.

"Remember! Be careful! Don't you dare break his arms or legs! We still need him to forge iron for us!"

"Yes, Captain!"

The dozen or so Frenzied Battle Tribe warriors, each over three meters tall, let out cruel sneers and slowly surrounded Han Qing from all directions.

This thin Artifact Refiner before them was merely a lamb waiting for slaughter.

"Big Brother! Be careful!"

"Run, Big Brother!"

Huo Kui and the others nearby panicked upon seeing this!

Without thinking, they grabbed the divine Sharp Weapons they had just obtained and prepared to rush forward to rescue Han Qing.

However, the Captain of the Frenzied Battle Tribe sneered.

His icy gaze swept over Huo Kui and all the members of the Fire Turkey Tribe.

"Heh, I almost forgot about you bastards..."

"Since you saw things you shouldn't have, in order to prevent any leaks..."

"Today, I must annihilate your entire Tribe!"

He had already decided to kill them.

Just then!

The green-robed young man, seemingly powerless and surrounded in the center, suddenly moved!

Extremely fast!

Not a single person saw how he moved!

A cyan afterimage flashed and vanished in place!

The next second!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of dull sounds, like heavy hammers striking oxhide drums, rang out densely!

Those Frenzied Battle Tribe warriors who had just been sneering and closing in were all sent flying backward as if they had been hit head-on by a charging wild bull!

Their bodies flew backward uncontrollably!

Every one of them spat blood, tracing pathetic parabolas in mid-air before crashing heavily onto the ground!

In just a few breaths of time!

The once arrogant and powerful Frenzied Battle Tribe patrol, including the four-meter-tall Warrior Captain whose Physical Body was comparable to the Nascent Soul Realm, were all knocked to the ground!

Every single one was bruised and battered, moaning incessantly.

They hadn't even managed to touch the corner of his robe!

"Roar—!"

The Warrior Captain struggled to pull himself up from the ground.

He could not accept it!

He could not accept that he and his elite warriors had been defeated so easily by someone who looked so frail!

He refused to submit!

He roared, his muscles bulging once more, charging toward Han Qing like a madman!

Han Qing didn't even use any special techniques, relying solely on the strength of his Physical Body, which had been tempered by a thousand forges to the level of Nascent Soul Great Perfection, and combat skills far superior to these natives.

He shifted his body slightly, easily evading the opponent's powerful charge.

He closed the distance, grabbed the opponent's arm, twisted his waist, and executed a clean, decisive over-the-shoulder throw!

Boom—!

The Warrior Captain's massive body was smashed violently onto the hard ground by Han Qing!

The entire earth shook!

Before the Captain could react, Han Qing stuck to him like a shadow, unleashing a fluid combination of punches that rained down on his body like raindrops!

Fists, elbows, knees, and legs... precisely targeting his body's most vulnerable joints and Acupoints!

The Warrior Captain felt heart-wrenching agony throughout his entire body!

Finally, Han Qing stomped his foot onto the Captain's chest, pinning him firmly to the ground, unable to move.

"Crack! Crack!"

The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

Han Qing's stomp had directly broken at least seven or eight of the Warrior Captain's ribs.

"Ugh..."

The intense pain twisted his ferocious face.

Han Qing clapped his hands and said lightly:

"This is just a small lesson for you."

"Now, you are my prisoners."

He released his foot and showed a kind smile to the Captain who was still wailing on the ground.

"Take me to your Frenzied Battle Tribe."

The Captain clutched his broken ribs and struggled to sit up.

He looked at Han Qing, his eyes filled with vigilance.

"What do you want to do at our Tribe?"

"What do I want to do?"

The smile on Han Qing's face suddenly turned somewhat sinister.

"Of course, it's to forge weapons for you all."

"Am I not an Artifact Refiner?"

Hearing this, a fleeting, icy smile crossed the eyes of the Warrior Captain.

This guy is too arrogant!

Does he think he's invincible just because he defeated our small patrol unit?

Even if I can't beat him, our Frenzied Battle Tribe has warriors far stronger than me! And we have our Great Chieftain, who is like a God of War!

When you get to our Tribe, it will be like walking right into a trap!

We'll see how you escape then!

Thinking of this, he endured the intense pain, got up from the ground, and lowered his proud head to Han Qing.

"Fine... fine... I... I will take you there."

...Han Qing bid farewell to the Old Tribal Chief and Huo Kui and the others again.

The Old Tribal Chief and Huo Kui were full of worry, urging him not to go.

In their view, the Frenzied Battle Tribe was a dragon's pool and a tiger's den; it was too dangerous for Brother Han to go alone.

But Han Qing just smiled and patted Huo Kui's broad shoulder, signaling them not to worry.

Finally, under the reluctant gazes of the Fire Turkey Tribe members.

Han Qing and the Frenzied Battle Tribe warriors, each harboring their own schemes, set off together on the road toward the Frenzied Battle Tribe.