Chapter 182 Practical Training
After confirming that Juzhi was not sick, Jian Mo and Wu Jiong did not stay in Baizhi Tribe for long.
On the day they left, Juzhi came to see them off and said apologetically: "You have made a long trip."
Jian Mo patted his arm: "It's okay, I'm glad you are not sick, take care of yourself."
Juzhi also patted Jian Mo, with a slight smile in his handsome eyes: "I will."
Jian Mo and his friends left Baizhi Tribe and set off on their return journey.
The Riverside Tribe is far away from the Baizhi Tribe, and even if you ride a flying winged beast, you can't get there in one day.
In the evening, Jian Mo and his friends found a campsite and planned to have a good rest for the night before setting off the next day.
Unexpectedly, they met an uninvited guest in the campsite.
Jian Mo looked at Qi Ming in front of him in surprise: "Chief Qi Ming, why are you here?"
Qi Ming said: "I guessed that you would camp here, so I came here early to wait."
Jian Mo turned around and looked at Wu Jiong, thinking, are they so easy to guess?
Qi Ming seemed to see through his thoughts and explained, "There are abundant wild vegetables and fruits nearby, and the prey is also more delicious. You basically camp here every time, so I come here to try it. If you are not here, I will chase you for a while."
Jian Mo nodded: "Chief Qi Ming, are you looking for us because of Chief Juezhi's matter? If it is his matter, then I can't tell you. This is his privacy. I won't tell anyone without his consent."
Qi Ming: "I understand. I want to consult you on how to take care of a pregnant orc - this should not be considered private?"
Jian Mo thought for a moment and said, "No."
Qi Ming smiled and said, "I have prepared the campsite. Let's sit down and talk."
Qi Ming was thoughtful and meticulous. As expected, he had cleaned the campsite and prepared a lot of food, obviously including food for Jueju and Ying Ao.
Jiujiu saw the pile of food and flapped its wings happily, looking like it wanted to rub against Qi Ming: "Jiujiu!"
Receiving Jiujiu's kindness, Qi Ming took the initiative to pat Jiujiu, and received a friendly rub from Jiujiu.
Everyone sat down by the campfire, and Jian Mo carefully talked about taking care of the orcs, especially how to take care of the weak orcs.
Qi Ming listened carefully, stood up and bowed to Jian Mo: "Thank you."
Jian Mo didn't expect his action to be so serious, and hurried to help him in a panic: "Hey, you're too polite."
Qi Ming smiled: "It should be, then I'll go back first."
Jian Mo raised his eyes to look at the sky. It was already dark now, and the cold autumn wind was howling. Obviously, it would not be a comfortable thing to rush at this time.
Jian Mo: "Now? Or why don't you rest here with us for a night and leave tomorrow morning?"
Qi Ming: "No need, we can see at night, and it's the same if we rush at night. I have things to do when I go back, so I won't stay here any longer."
After saying goodbye to them, Qi Ming quickly turned back into a giant caracal and ran away in the night.
Jian Mo watched his sturdy figure slowly disappear into the jungle, turned to ask Wu Jiong: "He has something to do, so he must be rushing back to take care of Chief Zhuzhi, right?"
Wu Jiong looked into the distance: "Most likely."
Jian Mo sighed: "He's a nice guy."
Wu Jiong: "Otherwise, it would be impossible to catch up with Chief Zhuzhi."
With Zhuzhi's personality and ability, since the two of them have been together, it is probably willing.
Jian Mo: "I hope they can solve their real problems as soon as possible and finally get married."
Wu Jiong understood what he said: "Chief Qi Ming should have a solution."
Jian Mo stretched his waist lazily: "Let's wait and see, there will always be a result. I'm so tired, let me see what dishes Chief Qi Ming has prepared?"
Jian Mo didn't want to interfere in the affairs of Zuozhi and Qi Ming. After confirming that Zuozhi was not sick, he quickly put their affairs behind him.
Now the hunting conference that was just around the corner was more important.
They hurried back to the tribe, and Dejiang found them immediately and said, "You're back at the right time. We want to add new events to the hunting convention, and we want to ask for your opinions."
Wu Jiong: "What event?"
Dejiang: "The competition for the cubs."
Jian Mo: "Wait, the cubs are going to join this year too? Which tribe proposed this?"
The competitions at the hunting convention are not gentle ones, and basically every match involves bloodshed.
Dejiang: "The Bingjiang tribe proposed it, and that's what we mean. Let the kids go on the field earlier and practice fighting earlier, so that it will be more effective when we teach them hunting and practical skills later."
Jian Mo was not very sure about the education in this world. Hearing him say this, he was uncertain: "Then you guys discuss it."
Wu Jiong said: "It's okay, we will see that they won't really suffer any irreparable injuries."
Jian Mo nodded: "Then you guys discuss it."
Wu Jiong and Dejiang went to discuss with people from other tribes.
Soon, everyone came up with a result and decided to let the kids go to the arena to try. If it doesn't work, the kids' project will be cancelled next year. If it works, they will continue.
When the news came back, most people in the Riverside Tribe thought it was good.
Ban Ming held his brother by the back of the neck and asked with a smile: "Banju, do you want me to give you special training?"
The big cat Banju hooked his paws and gave his brother a cat punch for a while: "No, the teacher will teach you, let me go!"
Ban Ming leaned back calmly to avoid: "Don't everyone learn what the teacher teaches? I will teach you some special fighting skills."
Banju looked at his brother suspiciously: "I suspect you want to find an opportunity to beat me."
Ban Ming wrapped his big hand around Banju's face and pinched it into a strange shape: "How could it be? If I want to beat you, why do I need to find an opportunity? Can't I beat you one day?"
After hearing this, Banju angrily gave his brother a cat punch, almost punching his brother's face.
Ban Ming laughed and let go of Banju and ran away.
Similar conversations took place in every corner of the Riverside Tribe, with the young men looking for opportunities to bully the younger ones, but most of the time they were unsuccessful.
The cubs also wanted to participate in the competition, so the teachers who taught them discussed it and specially added combat courses for them.
Basically every orc and beastman has unique experience in combat, and they are more than capable of teaching the cubs.
On this day, it was Mo'a's turn to go down the mountain to teach.
Jian Mo was worried about Ji Xun's situation, so he went to ask Mo'a.
After asking and confirming that Ji Xun was fine, Jian Mo had nothing to do, so he simply sat in the stands of the arena and watched Mo'a teach combat courses to the cubs.
Mo'a first turned into a giant panda and used his beast form to teach the cubs some combat skills.
As expected of a wandering orc, he had very good combat skills.
Jian Mo couldn't help but stretch out his claws on the stands and waved his claws several times according to what he taught, not to mention the kids in the classroom - every kid was eager to try after listening.
After Mo A fully piqued the kids' interest, he let them fight in pairs - those who were not in teams, a free-for-all was also fine.
So Jian Mo watched the kids instantly melee together, the human-shaped and beast-shaped kids fought in a ball, and the fur of the animals flew everywhere.
Especially the twins who had fought before - the little bear Rican and the little red beast Xingyan, they rolled on the ground because of the pinch, the two furry guys were shaking from the fight, like two pieces of glutinous rice cakes, one white and one red, entangled in the arena.
Jian Mo watched with a smile on his face from the stands, thinking it was particularly fun.
The kids were fighting very hard, but none of them were very ruthless, and even if they were injured, they only had small cuts.
Mo A was watching from the side, letting them do
what they wanted. After fighting for a while, Mo A called for a truce.
So all the kids were lying on the ground in a mess, gasping for breath, wheezing, and almost sticking out their tongues.
Especially some of the animal-shaped kids, who were furry and had bulging bellies, so cute.
Jian Mo originally planned to watch for only a while, but ended up watching for half the afternoon, from the time the kids started class to the end of the class, it was like watching a hearty circus performance.
Other people were attracted to come over and watch, and they also shouted out advice to the fighting kids, but they were all bad ideas.
When Jian Mo was watching the movie happily, Wu Jiong came over, sat next to him and watched with him.
Wu Jiong: "Mo'a is very good at teaching kids."
Jian Mo: "Yes, in his class, the kids are always very active. I found that the kids from each tribe seem to have similar fighting abilities and fighting skills. No kid from any tribe is particularly outstanding."
Wu Jiong nodded: "For kids who haven't grown up yet, age advantage outweighs skill advantage."
Jian Mo turned to look at him: "So which tribe's kids will win in the competition?"
Wu Jiong: "It's hard to tell. We have to see the condition of the kids at that time."
Jian Mo: "That's really exciting!"
In order to cheer for the kids, Jian Mo specially cooked sweet soup for them. He cooked a pot of bean paste with stems and soaked beans, and added tuk-tuk animal milk and sugar to it.
The kids drank until their faces were stained with wine, and they said sweet things to Jian Mo: "Brother Jian Mo, after drinking the sugar water, we will definitely beat the guys from other tribes!"
Jian Mo's eyes narrowed: "Then it's up to you."
The kids straightened their chests one by one: "Brother Jian Mo, don't worry! We will definitely do it!"
Jian Mo scooped sugar water for them: "Eat more."
After scooping the second round of sugar water for the kids, Jian Mo left the rest for Jiujiu and Ying Ao.
Jiujiu also liked the sweet sugar water very much, and imitated the kids, straightened his chest and shouted to Jian Mo: "Jiujiu!"
Jian Mo didn't know what it was chirping, but it didn't stop Jian Mo from touching its furry head with a smile.
With Jian Mo's encouragement, the kids of the Riverside Tribe really showed their prowess during another combat class.
Unfortunately, the kids from other tribes were not pushovers either. Everyone was fighting together, and every kid had a black eye.
After watching for several days, Jian Mo saw it and said to Wu Jiong, "The kids in our tribe are all good, but I think Jiang Xing is still the best fighter right now. He is really good at fighting."
As the child king of the Riverside Tribe, Jiang Xing was basically invincible in the tribe as a sub-beast. Now he has a very high winning rate against other tribes.
Wu Jiong said, "He has a good fighting awareness, mainly because he has a good brain."
Jian Mo looked at the arena.
Jiang Xing was beating the other kids with a stern face. His hands had transformed into cat paws. He beat the kids one by one, and beat them with both hands. He was very good at using the opponent's force to defeat the opponent.
Jian Mo smiled: "Give him some time, he will definitely be one of the leaders of our tribe when he grows up."
Wu Jiong said: "Maybe the next chief of our tribe will be a sub-beast chief."
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