What had just shown off its power was the Qilin right arm, which Sean had spent a year building with some success.

There are a lot of symbols in the blood vessels and surrounding cells. When power surges, it is not only more convenient.

Those runic culture cells have also become the storage units of magic energy. Although the magic energy stored in each cell is very weak, even Sean can't feel it at ordinary times. Only when stimulated by the fist collision just now,

They were just naturally and unnaturally stimulated.

The cells contained in a person's body are so terrifying. Even if there is only an insignificant trace in one cell, the cumulative effect is quite terrifying.

After a series of punches, Sean not only did not feel weaker, but became more and more fierce as he fought. He was always evenly matched with Chief Yal, giving people the illusion that he had some remaining strength from beginning to end.

How dare Sean dare to rely on his strength against an opponent like Chief Yal!

It is no exaggeration to say that Chief Yal is one of the most physically powerful people Sean has ever seen.

Even Christina, who practices Dragon Vein Technique, is not as good as Chief Yal in terms of pure strength.

In terms of strength, even if the opponent has not reached the upper limit of Kentana Barbarian, it is almost there.

Without the cell symbol culture, Sean would never be able to compete with it in this life.

This incident also further strengthened Sean's determination to continue on the path of cell symbol culture.

This path is absolutely correct. The energy channel of an arm can reach this level if it is partially talisman-cultured.

What if all the cells in the entire arm were cultured?

What would it be like if all the cells around the body conform to culture?

At that time, it seemed possible to slay a dragon with bare hands.

Although Sean's heart was turbulent, he always had a calm smile on his face. He looked at Chief Ya'er quietly, looking like he was waiting for his next move. His pretending level had definitely reached a level.

Chief Yal's big face looks like he has opened a dyeing workshop, with various expressions constantly changing.

Believe it or not, it is a fact that the other party has power that is not inferior to your own.

Before launching a battle of glory against the opponent, Chief Yael knew that he was likely to lose. After all, when they met, Sean showed the terrifying pressure brought by being possessed by the true ancestral spirit. He had personally experienced it.

Arrived.

But he didn't expect that he would be defeated so miserably that he didn't even have an advantage in his best strength, let alone speed and skills. There was no comparison with the opponent at all. If he continued to compete, he would be beaten by the opponent.

"I lost." Chief Ya'er was a bachelor, and he admitted defeat neatly, "I will abide by my oath and swear allegiance to follow the ancestral spirit to the death, but before that, I also want to ask the ancestral spirit to satisfy me a little

My little wish, let me see the power of the ancestral spirits and know how big the gap is between the two sides."

"Okay, I will grant your wish, and you will be possessed by the ancestral spirit." Of course Sean would not refuse Chief Ya'er.

In fact, Sean was eager to do this. Only in this way would he have the opportunity to show the power of the ancestral spirit in front of more Kentana barbarians and make their hearts turn to the side of the Eternal Night Army leader.

The terrifying figure of the ancestral spirit giant roared and appeared behind Sean.

Not a roaring gesture, the kind that really has a voice.

This roar was like a physical sound shock wave, exploding in front of everyone, and then filled the air with huge coercion.

Many weak Kentana barbarians fell to their knees involuntarily due to the impact of vision and hearing, as well as their original beliefs, and screamed wildly.

"The ancestral spirit is on top, it is really the ancestral spirit."

"This is the true ancestral spirit!"

"I feel the aura of Lord Ancestor Spirit."

"He is really the reincarnation of the ancestral spirit. We actually questioned him before."

Sean didn't pay attention to the reactions of the Kentana barbarians below. This time he took the initiative and rushed in front of Chief Yar, beating the strong man who was three heads taller than him.

A real beating.

When the true ancestral spirit possession state is not activated, Chief Yael is barely evenly matched with Sean in terms of strength, but his speed and skills are not as good.

Not to mention that Sean has now opened various 1.5 times increase BUFFs.

Chief Yael had absolutely no power to fight back. Faced with Sean's violent fists, he could only passively parry.

In the process of parrying, Chief Yal clearly noticed the difference in power contained in Sean's fists.

The left fist after being possessed by the true ancestral spirit is barely equal to the right fist before it was fired. This should be a weakness that can be exploited.

It's a pity that the disparity between the two sides in all aspects is so great that there is no way to take advantage of it.

The only thing that can be done is to make him last longer under this crazy attack.

For some attacks that were really difficult to dodge or parry, he would rather let Sean's left fist hit him than let his right fist hit him.

What is the concept of 1.5 times one's own strength?

Apart from terrifying, Chief Yal really couldn't think of another adjective.

It is especially terrifying for Sean, because his fist surface is small, and when he hits, the force contact area is small, and the force he endures per unit area is greater.

He hit Sean with more than twenty right punches and more than a dozen left punches with his arms, and Chief Yal almost couldn't feel his arms.

It seemed extremely difficult to lift them up, because the location where the punch was struck swelled up like blowing up a balloon.

Due to his height, it was extremely difficult for Chief Yal to defend himself. He had to hunch down and curl up.

Otherwise, once Sean attacks his abdomen or thighs, he will be knocked down in less than three punches.

Fortunately, Sean wanted to establish his authority, not to kill Chief Yar, so he did not attack the vital points, but only hit the rough and fleshy areas.

Therefore, Chief Yal looks miserable, but he is not injured.

Sean got excited and challenged the senior officials of the safari tribe who were watching: "Aren't you dissatisfied? Don't you believe that I am the reincarnation of the ancestral spirit? I will prove it to you today, come on, come together."

"Where is your bravery among the Kentana people? Show it to me. Why? Are you afraid? Are you afraid of being beaten? Or are you afraid of being embarrassed in front of your own people?"

"You are just a bunch of cowards, eggless cowards! You still claim to be Kentana warriors!"

Ah! Roar!

Sean's verbal attacks were no worse than his fist and kick skills.

At first, the Kentana barbarian leaders kept their dignity and did not want to interfere in other people's battles of glory.

But they couldn't stand Sean's continuous stimulation, so they rushed onto the court screaming.

As you can imagine, everyone who was targeted by Sean would be beaten up if he was pinned down.

Chief Yal couldn't catch Sean's combination of fast punches, let alone them.

What started as a glorious battle eventually turned into a big melee, and soon the ground was covered with burly men.

Sean realized that he had provoked public anger, and after a large number of Kentana barbarians poured onto the field, he decisively stopped holding back and went for their thighs.

A punch to the place where the pain nerves are most concentrated will turn you into a cripple even if you are a brave Kentana man.

After two or three punches, he probably had to lie down on the ground to catch his breath.

Although these Kentana barbarians are powerful personally, it mainly refers to their strength.

Compared to elite soldiers who have undergone rigorous training, they are still inferior in terms of will.

At least truly elite soldiers on the battlefield will not fall down easily, even with broken arms and legs, because they know that once they fall, the chance of death will be greatly increased.

The melee lasted for a full fifteen minutes and ended with Sean voluntarily withdrawing.

The reason Sean took the initiative to withdraw was not because his magic energy was exhausted. With the soul energy reactor, his long-lasting combat effectiveness has been greatly improved. I can't say that there is a continuous flow of magic energy, but at least it can be replenished quickly, especially

In the Kentana Icefield, this replenishment is faster.

From the first day he stepped into the Kentana Icefield, Sean had clearly realized that the concentration of magic energy here was much higher than that in ordinary places. Especially when a snowstorm came, the concentration of magic energy increased three to four times.

.

It is difficult to say clearly whether the blizzard brought a large amount of magical energy, or whether the magical energy helped increase the power of the blizzard on the Kentana Icefield. It should be considered that they complement each other.

This confirms from the side that the Kentana Icefield was created by man-made magic energy. The further north you go to the Kentana Icefield, the higher the concentration of magic energy will be.

Sean once made a bold guess about the Kentana savages. The three types of Kentana savages, mountainous, nomadic and sea hunters, have such a huge difference in size. The fundamental reason is not their diet and living habits, but what they do.

Based on the magic energy concentration of the general environment, the magic energy concentration of the area they live in is arranged from low to high.

The high concentration of magical energy stimulated certain genes in their bodies, making them taller and stronger. This was considered a mutation to a certain extent.

If Sean's guess is correct, Kentana Barbarian's potential is far greater than this.

As for the accuracy, further testing is needed.

The main reason why Sean took the initiative to stop was that his goal had been achieved.

I believe that after this battle, his power will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the Kentana barbarians. If you want to challenge him again, you must first weigh your own weight.

The big stick has almost been wielded, it's time to bring out the carrot.

Sean walked up to Chief Yal who had been pulled out of the battle long ago and said: "Warrior, are you willing to believe in me and be loyal to me?"

"I will follow the ancestral spirit forever, until death." Chief Ya'er bowed his head and knelt down on one knee in front of Sean, offering a gift of allegiance.

"You have proven your bravery, I will give you the power of the ancestral spirit, borrow my power, and become a true ancestral spirit warrior." Sean said with a solemn expression.

As he spoke, his figure slowly floated up, just reaching the position where he could reach Chief Yal's head by raising his hand. He pressed his right hand on his forehead and landed with the last word.
To be continued...