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As for Lin Nan, he has been frowning, secretly thinking about Meng Yahe's idea of the sun god.

Is it just an excuse for the sun god to get married? The real goal is to kill the saints?

But what's good for him to kill the saints? Is it that he just takes a fancy to the territory of the turdo tribe?

No, it's not right! Lin Nan shook his head. As a victim in a foreign country, he should not be interested in these Aboriginal things at all. It is the right way to return to China with the same heart as Lin Qiyuan.

Therefore, the ”Sun God” wanted to kill the Saint Lin Qiyuan in order to get something to return to.

Lin Nan's eyes flashed. He felt that Apollo, the ”Sun God”, was very scheming. He pretended to get married, but actually he didn't care about the Turks at all.

So, what is he asking for?

As a grass-roots monk, Lin Nan always felt a sense of crisis. Even if the lion fought with the rabbit, he racked his brains. It seemed that there was an invisible chessboard in front of him, playing with the opposite Sun God.

It's a pity Lin Nan never thought that the sun god's purpose of robbing Matsumi was to satisfy his selfish desire

Lin Qiyuan said: ”the purpose of this meeting is to decide who will take part in the fight of life and death.”

All the people stood up in awe.

”We all know that even the most powerful warriors in the battle of life and death are easy to die, but even so, the turdo tribe will not shrink back!”

”You will fight with the glory of saints!”

Lin Nan watched Lin Qiyuan give a speech with great interest. After saying the four words of sage glory, all the people in the tuerdo tribe stood up one by one, blushing and fighting.

Among them, maden, the elder brother of masimi, came on the stage as a warrior of the first ten and served as the team leader temporarily.

It's mainly five people who make up for it later. It's a bit difficult.

The total population of the tuerdo tribe is less than 200. Apart from the old, the weak, the sick, the disabled, the women and the children, there are only 40 or 50 young people left. The most elite part has joined the first team, and the rest are mixed, which makes it difficult to decide.

”How about me?”

Lin Nan said slowly.

This sentence immediately attracted everyone's eyes.

Everyone frowned and had to be strong in the jungle. Fighting day and night is a great test for both spirit and physical strength, but Lin Nan's ”slimming board” makes these men shake their heads.

Although Lin Nan is in good shape among the modern ordinary people, this group of Aborigines have been exercising since they were sensible, and they all look like bodybuilding champions. Lin Nan's physique is undoubtedly dwarfed by them.

Lin Nan naturally knew what people were thinking. He explained faintly: ”strong muscles do not necessarily mean good physical fitness. On the contrary, too many muscles will become cumbersome in combat. Streamlined medium build is the most suitable in actual combat.”

This theory is put forward by Chinese martial arts experts. Similarly, this article is also applicable in fairyland. It is not that people with high accomplishments must be on the back of a tiger.

However, Lin Nan forgot that this is an indigenous tribe.

Akhan frowned. ”Too much muscle is a burden? It's just bullshit. Body size is proportional to strength. ”

Madden stares at Lin Nan angrily. He is the biggest one among them. Madden thinks that he is insinuating himself.

”Do you mean you are more powerful than me?” Madden showed off his biceps, just like a hill.

”I've killed a tiger, subdued a brown bear, and killed a boa constrictor! What's your record? Let's hear it out. ” Madden roared excitedly.