"Learn, learn them all." Qiao Yu said.

How could she possibly let these main battle forces go? The reason she hadn't taught them originally was that, during the battle against the Stone Tribe, she had adopted a ranged attack strategy, so she had crafted spears and bows. She also wanted to cultivate their awareness of long-range combat. This was the best way to minimize casualties in both war and hunting.

Secondly, she followed the principle of biting off more than one can chew. Since they had to practice spear and bow, if she taught them too much, their attention would be divided and they would not learn either well. So she asked them to focus on mastering those two skills.

And when she did this, the effect was obvious.

Having grown accustomed to using spears and bows, and becoming increasingly proficient in their use, the tribe no longer engages in close combat when encountering animals while hunting. Instead, they attack with spears and arrows, only picking up the prey after it has been injured, maimed, or even killed. Throughout the past year, the number of people in the tribe injured or killed by hunting has dropped significantly.

The few who survived were those who accidentally fell into large pits or cliffs while walking, or were injured by prey that pretended to be dead while picking up prey. This was even though the tribe's population had increased dramatically and the base number had increased.

Now that he had mastered the spear and bow, he naturally needed to practice close combat. When battling enemies from several tribes, close combat was inevitable. Qiao Yu didn't want to see his own people resort to primitive methods to test their strength against the enemy.

With fighting skills, a weaker person can still beat a stronger person until he screams in pain.

Therefore, the next day, before the women gathered, Qiao Yu stood on the platform during morning training.

She first explained why she hadn't taught everyone fighting techniques some time ago, and then said, "From today on, I will teach you fighting techniques. As long as you learn well, even if you are weaker than your opponent, you can still defeat him."

The men in the audience heard the news last night and were so excited that they couldn't sleep well.

After all, there aren't many people as strong as Hei, who's unmatched by anyone. And even if you're strong, can you really be stronger than a bear or a tiger? So, when they heard that Qiao Yu's fighting techniques would allow them to defeat larger opponents with their own strength, everyone was eagerly anticipating it.

"Hei, come up." Qiao Yu waved to the person in the team who was much taller than everyone else.

"I, I don't want to go." Hei shrank his neck.

He still remembers vividly the experience of being kicked several meters away by Qiao Yu.

"Go up, go up..." The men began to cheer.

"Come up. I won't hit you hard this time." Qiao Yu smiled like a wolf grandmother.

Hei was pushed and urged onto the stage by everyone.

"Hit me as much as you want," Qiao Yu said. "Hit me in any way you want."

"But, but..." Hei knew how strong he was. Although he knew Qiao Yu was even stronger than him, if he really hit her, she would lose half her life if not die. This was no joke.

"I tell you, you will never be able to hit me. If you don't believe me, try it." Qiao Yu said.

Hei hesitated for a moment, then raised his fist: "Then I really hit you?"

"Go ahead and fight." Qiao Yu said with a smile.

Seeing that Qiao Yu was extremely confident and looked as if he didn't take him seriously at all, Hei also became motivated to fight.

He was still the tribe's foremost warrior, even if he wasn't very clever or cunning. His strength was unmatched, and aside from Shan, Qiao Yu, and the deceased Shuo from the Stone Tribe, no one in the tribe had ever been able to defeat him. So, even though Hei was a simpleton, he had his pride.

He said, "Then I'll start." Then he threw a punch at Qiao Yu.

In order not to hurt Qiao Yu, he reduced his strength by half.

As the fist was about to reach Qiao Yu, Qiao Yu turned his body to the side, avoiding the fist and said with a smile: "See, I said it wouldn't hit you, right?"

Hei refused to give in and didn't retract his right fist, but that didn't stop him from throwing his left fist. He swung his left fist quickly and hit Qiao Yu who dodged to the left.

But this time, Qiao Yu successfully avoided it again.

There was little entertainment in those days, so everyone could only brag when working together. Their knowledge was very shallow, and aside from bragging about the ferocious prey they encountered while hunting, there was little else to brag about. The people of the Valley Tribe, however, always had one thing to brag about: Qiao Yu's battle with Hei. They bragged about it over and over again, until everyone's ears were callused.

So even if the people of the Giant Stone Tribe and the Shanyin Tribe had not seen the competition between Qiao Yu and Hei, they knew the details clearly.

At this moment, seeing that Qiao Yu did not confront Hei head-on, but kept avoiding him, everyone clearly heard what Qiao Yu said, but still couldn't help but feel anxious.

Hei was relieved to see that he couldn't hit Qiao Yu. He didn't hold back anymore and swung his fists loudly.

He was strong and sturdy, but not very agile. It was too easy for Qiao Yu to dodge a punch like that.

The two of them repeated the process of punching, dodging, punching again, and dodging again. Qiao Yu's movements were always slow and light, with a smile on his face.

Hei threw more than ten punches, but didn't even touch the corner of Qiao Yu's clothes. He couldn't help but get anxious. He not only punched, but also used his kicks. These moves were specially taught to him by Qiao Yu because Qiao Yu saw how strong he was and couldn't bear to see him waste his ability. The purpose was to enable him to play a greater role and protect everyone when he went out hunting with everyone.

But even so, he still didn't touch even a corner of Qiao Yu's clothes.

All the men watching from the audience went from being nervous at first to feeling relaxed and bored later, and finally, seeing Hei exhausted and panting while Qiao Yu remained calm and composed, they couldn't help but laugh. Every time Hei threw a punch, everyone laughed twice.

Hei was so depressed by the laughter that he was about to stop, but he didn't expect that Qiao Yu had turned behind him and kicked his knee lightly with his toes. He fell to the ground with a "thump".

After this fall, Hei simply couldn't get up, lying on the ground and shouting: "No more, I'm exhausted."

"Hahahaha..." The men in the audience burst into heartless laughter.

"Get up." Qiao Yu said.

Black pretends to be dead.

"The ground is covered with snow. You just sweated and you will get sick soon." Qiao Yu threatened him.

People in this era are most afraid of getting sick. Getting sick means death, which is extremely terrifying.

When Hei heard that he would get sick, he quickly got up.

"Then I... go down?" He stood up and pointed downwards. Without waiting for Qiao Yu to speak, he slid down the stage. His movements were so agile that they were completely unlike his usual self.

This made everyone laugh out loud.