Last Totem Novel - Chapter 239
Chapter 239 Ancient Martial Arts
Afterwards, a Elda man walked forward and took a sip from the wine bottle on the ground. The strong alcohol poured into his throat, and the burning sensation reached his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. He instantly heaved a heavy breath, raised the wine bottle high, and shouted at his companions behind him, “Lu Ta!”
Not long after, with the help of a bottle of Richie VS, Tie Zha gained the initial trust of these Elda people. Then, he took out a blanket from the canvas bags on both sides of the red comet and laid it on the ground. Then, he took out some military metal lighters, marching cups, kettles, and other small items and placed them on it. Then, he made a gesture of exchanging items.
“Lu Ta!” Seeing this, one of the Elda men turned around and shouted in the direction of the gathering place.
After a while, some children and Elda women came out of the gathering place one after another, squatting in front of the stall and playing with the gadgets brought by Tie Zha. From the side, the exposed skin of the Elda women was a bronze color that glowed in the afternoon sun. They were generally over two meters tall, and when they squatted on the ground, they could reach Qin Ke’er’s standing height. The shortest of them was half a head taller than the 1.9-meter-tall Lena Euclid, the tallest woman Tie Zha had seen in years. And not just women, but even children in Elda are taller and thicker than him.
“Does anyone speak common language?” Tie Zha asked as he gestured. The Elda men standing in front of him shook their heads, expressing that they did not understand.
Right at this moment, the little fat child who first discovered him suddenly raised his head and held a lighter. He said with some difficulty, “Song … Song … a … I … I … I … let go of my … number … no number …”
After a while, Tie Zha finally understood that the little boy was saying, “Give it to me, okay?” Tie Zha then said, “Kabbah.”
“Kick … Kick … Kick … Kick me … Kick me …” The little boy happily put away his lighter and said as he turned around and ran into the assembly area.
Soon, the little boy arrived with an older Elda man.
“Kabbah.” The little boy pointed at Tie Zha and then at the lighter. He looked at Old Man Elda and said. The latter looked at Tie Zha for a while and said, “Thank you, Hafflin Merchant.”
Havlin is a human term in Elda, which means “halfling” in the Elda language. In their eyes, Elda was a real “human”, and this miniature humanoid creature that was only half their height was “Havlin”.
“I want to see your leader.” Since the other party could speak the common language, there was no need for him to beat around the bush and ask directly.
“Please explain your purpose of coming.” Old Man Elda said in Silver City Common Language.
“I’m Sa Jia Qi, the new head of Tyre Stronghold. I want to be friends with the people of Elda.” Said Tie Zha sincerely.
The old man nodded and beckoned for Tie Zha to follow him.
“Kabbah.” Tie Zha pointed at the other Elda people and said.
“Lu Ta!” “Lu Ta!” “Lu Ta!” “Lu Ta!” “Lu Ta!” “Lu Ta!”
As soon as he finished speaking, both men, women, and children began to shout excitedly. Some even wanted to push the red comet away. Tie Zha hurriedly waved his hand, then pointed at the red comet and said, “Mine, mine …”
The tall Elda man was a little unhappy. He crossed his chest and frowned, “Cyruta, Sikaba, Sarah!”
Hearing the word “Sarah”, Tie Zha’s expression froze on the spot and replied bluntly, “Sarah!”
Seeing this, Old Man Elda turned around and shouted a few times at the Elda man. The latter immediately took a step back, compared his middle finger to Tie Zha, and then walked away without turning his head.
After this small episode, Tie Zha, led by Old Man Elda, walked into the gathering place. It was filled with tents, fires, and black cauldrons. A few old Elda women in crimson robes stood in front of a large pot, stirring the paste in the pot with a long wooden stick. As Tie Zha passed by, they all looked over, revealing their yellow teeth and laughing, as if they were looking at food. Moments later, Tie Zha followed Old Man Elda to a ten-meter-tall, beautifully decorated white spiked tent with golden threads and walked in.
At this moment, the oil lamp was lit in the tent. Looking through the orange-red flames, one could see that the decoration here was very luxurious. There were gorgeous carpets on the floor and exquisite tapestries hanging all around. It was completely different from the dirty scene outside, as if they had entered another world.
However, just as he lifted the curtain and walked into the tent, he heard a panting sound coming from the back of the tapestry in the depths of the tent. Listen carefully, this breathing sound was made by a man and a woman, accompanied by a “pa pa pa pa” sound. Tie Zha immediately frowned. He was about to leave when he realized that Old Man Elda’s expression was calm. Not only did he not feel embarrassed because of the inappropriate timing, he felt that it was common to see him disapprove.
Immediately after, the old man lifted the tapestry in front of him and said, “Cast fire hammer, there’s a Hafflin who wants to see you.”
“Invite him over.” Along with the sound of panting, a deep male voice came from inside.
Since the other party didn’t mind, there was naturally nothing to be embarrassed about as a grown man in Tie Zha. Then, he took two steps forward and walked to Old Man Elda’s side, expressionlessly looking inside. Amidst the orange-red flames, a burly, muscular Elda man was standing naked on the carpet, surging forward and backward. Beneath him was a beautiful Elda woman. From the human aesthetic point of view, this woman from Elda is a real beauty. She has a charming melon-seeded face, a pair of long pointed ears, a pair of large eyes rippling with water, and fine beads of sweat. Her bronze skin emits an attractive luster in the light of the fire. If she had to make a comparison, then she was at least on the same level as Mu Qianhe.
At this moment, the two people in the tent were sweating profusely. The man was standing while the woman was half lying on a desk. Their posture was the legendary “old man’s cart”.
“Little Havlin, why are you looking for me?” As Old Man Elda spoke, the burly Elda man named “Cast Fire Hammer” asked in the standard Silver City Common Language as his body surged.
“My name is Sa Jia Qi, the person in charge of Tyre Stronghold. I want to establish friendly diplomatic relations with the people of Elda.” Tie Zha calmly stared at the men and women in the midst of the battle and said without changing his expression.
“Let’s go back. We Elda people don’t need Havlin’s friends.” Cast Fire Hammer said in a muffled voice.
“As far as I know, the previous person in charge of Tyre Stronghold has established a good relationship with you.” Said Tie Zha.
“He is a true warrior. He is recognized by the Giant Spirit God, Titan. He is not a weak Havlin like you.” The Cast Fire Hammer turned its head and pointed at Tie Zha. “A thin-armed, thin-legged Havlin like you can crush a Elda warrior with one hand.” With that, he stretched out his broad palm and grabbed the little Havlin in the air, signaling for him to squeeze him into meat sauce. In his opinion, this Havlin was even thinner than an ordinary Havlin, and his tiny toothpick-like body shattered with a single pinch. The previous person in charge of Tyre Stronghold was a sturdy man, 2.3 meters tall, barely comparable to a short Elda man.
“Friend” Tie Zha crossed his hands in front of his chest and said casually, “I can kick you away with one kick.”
“Sarah!” Hearing Little Toothpick’s arrogant words, the tall Cast Fire Hammer’s expression changed greatly. It stopped moving and pulled away from Elda’s woman’s body. It turned to look at her and shouted loudly.
Without saying a word, Tie Zha immediately took a step forward, bent his arms, and assumed a fighting posture.
“Wait …” Looking at the little toothpick wolf-like expression in his eyes, the Cast Fire Hammer suddenly felt a chill. He quickly stretched out his arm to stop him, “Wait for me to get dressed.”
“Alright.” After saying that, Tie Zha put away his actions and walked out of the tent.
About twenty minutes later, a large group of Elda people surrounded the open space in front of the leader’s tent. Looking around, there were more than a thousand people here. Among them, the majority were adult Elda males, with only a small number of children mixed in. There were no old people or women in sight.
At this moment, the leader, Cast Fire Hammer, was dressed in a shiny armor. He stood on a huge obsidian with his hands crossed, and looked solemnly in front of him.
Tie Zha, on the other hand, stood in the middle of the open space, staring straight ahead, his tall and straight figure unmoving. However, his opponent had already changed. It was the Elda sturdy man who was about to push his motorcycle away and compete with him in the middle finger. According to Old Man Elda, this strong man from Elda was called Gangze, one of the guards of the Cast Fire Hammer, a warrior from Elda.
“Sarah!” Gangze raised his hands and shouted loudly at the onlookers with his middle finger.
“Lu Ta!” “Ah Lu Ta!” “Lu Ta!” “Lu Ta!” “Lu Ta!” “Ah Lu Ta!” In an instant, the atmosphere in the arena became incomparably lively. The onlookers from Elda shouted loudly and excitedly responded to their Warrior Gangze.
At this moment, Tie Zha attacked without warning. He bent his arm, stepped forward with his left foot, and kicked his right foot forcefully, instantly like an arrow that had left the string, charging straight at the steel swamp face door. The latter’s expression froze as he instinctively assumed a defensive posture. However, before he could finish his movements, Tie Zha had already bullied him. He hugged his right arm with his left hand and used the momentum of running at full speed to collide with him!
This move was precisely the Ancient Martial Eight Extremes Fist-Tie Shan Kai.
In an instant, Tie Zha turned around and took a step forward. He swung his shoulder and said, “Bang!” A muffled sound rang out as it slammed into Iron Swamp’s abdomen. In an instant, the three-meter-tall Elda burly man shot like a giant cannonball at the onlookers behind him. In the midst of screams and curses, he knocked over seven or eight burly men in a row before he could stop himself.