Chapter 341 The Choice of Faith

"I may have to use more power when necessary."

Fuhu spoke, looking at the witch of the Star Tribe.

The witch of the Star Tribe did not answer directly, but pointed at Shi.

"It's up to Shi."

The young man spoke, answering on behalf of the witch.

"Okay."

Shi said without any hesitation.

At this time, there was no wooden expression on his face, but he was extremely indifferent, and his words were quite stiff, as if the whole person had changed.

Fuhu nodded, twisted his shoulders back and forth a few times, and the totem fire expanded a little, and it was obvious that the power had increased.

"Is the power in the totem or in the tribesmen? This is the first doubt that the Tiger Tribe, a tribe that devours totems, has."

Fuhu spoke slowly, and it was obvious that he was talking to Shi.

"Most tribes have chosen the former, like the Fire Tribe you belong to, but some tribes have chosen the latter."

As Fuhu spoke, his strength became more and more surging, and the flames surged, and there was a tendency to ignite the forest.

Shi listened and stepped forward.

He was still the same as before, without a trace of strength leaking out of his body, until the distance between the two was getting closer and closer, his body showed obvious restraint, but still did not reveal his strength.

"It's not that we no longer believe in totems, we just choose to be with totems. If the totem does not allow it, we can't "eat" the totem. Those tribes that really want to eat the totem..."

Fuhu said, his momentum has been raised to a fixed point, and at this moment his whole body is full of energy and spirit.

Between his eyebrows, a red mark appeared faintly, a red mark extending from the hairline to the top of the eyebrows.

"Boom..."

It seemed that something on Fuhu's body was torn, and a wave of air sprayed in all directions, raising dust.

Shi's figure suddenly stopped, and his eyebrows trembled on his cold face.

The witch of the Star Tribe suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Fuhu.

"Fuhu, the witch reminds you to pay attention to controlling your strength."

The boy spoke immediately, his tone quite stern.

Fuhu turned his head and looked at the boy with his eyes that had turned red at some point, scaring the boy to take a step back.

"Haha, I know."

He grinned, like a ferocious tiger, looking like he was choosing his prey.

"What happened to those tribes that really wanted to eat the totem in the end?"

Shi opened his mouth and asked coldly.

"All of them will be wiped out. Red and black spots will appear on their bodies, and then they will slowly decay and eventually die. We call such people unbelievers, and this is the punishment of the totem on them."

Fuhu seemed quite satisfied with the result and spoke excitedly.

"Fight."

Shi had no desire to continue chatting and uttered a word.

"Okay."

Fuhu responded and took the lead in attacking.

He was an impatient person, and this was reflected vividly in battle. In

this attack, he did not go all out, but chopped forward with one hand, and the claws of the tiger totem attached to his body made a cracking sound and chopped towards Shi's head.

Shi's eyes condensed, and his right foot quickly left the ground and kicked upwards to meet the tiger's claws.

There was doubt in Fuhu's eyes, and the strength in his hands weakened at a noticeable speed. He just wanted to spar with Shi, not to kill him.

"Buzz..."

At the moment of the clash, Shi's right foot suddenly burst out with totemic power, and the power spurted out from his legs and feet, instantly forming the shape of Ba Xia's thick thigh.

"Oh?"

Fuhu shouted in surprise, and there was no time to increase the strength in his hands.

The two fought against each other, Fuhu used his hands against his feet, and because he had restrained his strength, he took a step back.

"Sorry, I can't control my strength well."

Shi did not take the opportunity to attack, but took a step back and said apologetically.

Fuhu nodded, not caring about it, but looking at Shi's right foot with curiosity.

"In the earliest days, there were warriors who followed your path. They tried to control the power of totems to show stronger combat power."

Fuhu retracted his gaze and looked at the Tai Chi diagram under Shi's feet.

"It's a pity that no one can control the power of totems as freely as you do. Maybe it has something to do with your power."

Shi lowered his head and glanced at his feet. The Tai Chi diagram had always appeared under his feet, proving that his totem power had always been in use. The fusion of the two powers was different from before.

"The power of the fire totem is very mysterious."

Shi said honestly.

"I've heard of it a long time ago."

Fuhu nodded in response, but then changed the subject.

"Since the exquisite path is not feasible, we took another path, pursuing the ultimate power. Be careful, I will use more strength this time."

Shi nodded solemnly, and the rotation speed of the Tai Chi diagram under his feet became a little faster.

"Swoosh."

Fuhu started very quickly, and the totem fire surrounding him seemed to be blown back by a strong wind, leaving a long light and shadow. His figure rushed towards Shi like a big bird spreading its wings.

No, it was like a tiger descending from the mountain.

His hands were high and low, and the totem fire formed the image of a tiger with its mouth wide open, swallowing Shi.

At the moment when Fuhu launched his attack, Shi judged the direction, and his legs immediately released the totemic power, which turned into two Ba Xia hind legs, and suddenly pushed the ground to move in a different direction.

His body shifted, and he swung his right hand high, striking at the bend of Fuhu's arm, while releasing the totemic power.

Fuhu's movements were not as quick as Shi's, let alone changing his moves.

At the critical moment, Fuhu's hands suddenly increased their strength, and the totemic flames surged from the bend of his arm, obviously trying to block the attack with his strength.

"Change."

Shi uttered a word, and the power in his hands dispersed and gathered, and the palm that struck at the bend of Fuhu's arm had turned to go to Fuhu's neck.

"Roar."

Fuhu was unable to change his moves in time, and turned his head to roar at Shi. Totem fire spurted out of his mouth, and Shi could only bounce to avoid it.

The two fought in a group. Fuhu's movements were domineering and direct, and he fought entirely on instinct.

Shi's movements were varied and elegant, and they were full of threats in their agility.

The two of them were still and moving, and the fight made everyone dazzled and confused, and it was hard to tell who won for a while.

"Stop."

Shi suddenly called for a stop, and Fuhu stopped in time with a puzzled look on his face.

The fight just now was going on smoothly, and Shi was not at a disadvantage or had the upper hand. He suddenly called for a stop, which made him confused.

"I don't have much strength left."

Shi did not hide his condition and told the truth.

Fuhu suddenly realized.

He had swallowed the totem, so his strength was strong and long, but Shi didn't.

"I want to test your limit of strength."

Shi said.

"You can't bear it, but I can let you feel it."

Fuhu didn't agree, but he didn't refuse either.

His hands suddenly clenched into fists, his tangled muscles made a crackling sound, and the totem fire expanded again.

Shi noticed that there was another bright red vertical line on his forehead, as if reflecting the change in his strength.

"See how long you can hold on."

Fuhu's eyes turned deeper red, like burning charcoal.

When he spoke, his face became more evil, and his exposed fangs were burning with red flames.

Shi moved his body and nodded to Fuhu. He knew that this was not the limit of Fuhu's strength, but it had already put him under great pressure.

"Whoosh."

The father tiger started, and the flame broke through the air with a whistling sound. The powerful force made him much faster.

Shi only felt that the one coming towards him was not the father tiger, but a burning tiger. No matter how powerful or hot it was, it was greatly increased.

"Buzz."

Without any hesitation, Shi directly released all the totem power, forming a domineering lower body, covering his body.

"Bang."

With a muffled sound, the father tiger's fist landed on Shi's chest, and Shi's hands stopped in the middle of blocking.

Shi's internal organs were hit so hard that his body flew backwards.

"Bang."

His body hit the tree and stopped his retreating momentum. This situation proved that he was no longer able to adjust his posture while retreating.

When Shi struggled to raise his head again, he saw Fuhu's fist not far from his face. The power on it had been restrained, proving that the fight was over.

Just for a moment...

Shi was still a little stunned. He knew that Fuhu was strong, but he didn't expect him to be so strong.

In the face of absolute power, his exquisite control of power seemed to have lost its meaning.

For a moment, his eyes were a little confused, but he regained his senses in an instant.

"You are already very good. The tribe with the totem is the witch's territory."

Fuhu stretched out his hand and pulled Shi up.

"What do you mean?"

The Tai Chi diagram under Shi's feet disappeared, and his face was no longer indifferent, but became dull again.

"The power of the totem is very strong, much stronger than ours, but only the witch can use this power, so the witch and the totem are inseparable, but the leader is different."

Fuhu looked at the witch of the Star Tribe, as if he was afraid of him, and did not say anything more.

Shi followed his gaze and saw the witch looking at him with a smile.

"What's the difference?"

Shi's personality is quite stubborn, and he didn't think there was any problem in communicating with Fuhu.

Fuhu looked at the witch again, and seeing that he didn't stop him, he spoke.

"The chief's responsibility is to lead the tribe to be strong, to fight against ferocious beasts and brutal enemies. This makes our pursuit of power more direct. Since we cannot get more power from the totem, so..."

He did not continue, but the meaning is self-evident.

Faced with this situation, the Tiger Tribe chose to share the totem, and finally created a powerful warrior like the father tiger.

Shi was quite tempted by the power of the father tiger, but when he thought about the need to devour the fire totem to obtain this power, he shook his head unconsciously.

"The fire totem is the end of my life. When I die, I will return to the totem fire."

He said this, expressing his thoughts.

"When you devour the totem, the totem fire will burn you after you die."

The tiger father who had regained his power did not look particularly strong, but he was undoubtedly a big guy.

"Even if you don't devour the fire totem, as long as you are willing to join us, there will be tribes willing to offer you totems to eat, but this requires you to leave the fire tribe. It's up to you to choose."

Shi frowned, neither refutating nor accepting.

"When you have thought it through, spread the news and say that you have agreed to Fuhu."

Fuhu grinned, turned his head and nodded to the witch of the Star Tribe, turned around and flew up and down in the jungle a few times, and his figure disappeared.