Chapter 746: Chapter 589 Discuss a Bit_2
"We’ll fight you to the end!"
The two roared, stomping their feet at the same time as rocks quickly jutted out from the ground, forming a sturdy armor over their bodies.
"That’s it? That’s your battle gear?"
Old Stone Fist sneered, stomping his foot and causing dark rocks to rise from the ground, forming an armor around his body as well.
BAM!
The four stone-made fists clashed, instantly sending shards of rock flying. However, as these shards flew toward the surrounding Mountain Giants, they conveniently veered away. Long Yi stood behind the horde of Mountain Giants. Coincidentally, a small stone that curved around the Mountain Giants hit Long Yi right where his forehead was wounded, reopening the not completely healed cut.
Understandably, having the stone armor, both sides had evidently improved in terms of strength and speed, which excited Long Yi.
The stone-on-stone collision exploded into fragments amidst the constant booming sounds, only to be replenished by more stones, and then exploded yet again.
However, Long Yi noticed that the fragments mostly belonged to his two opponents while Old Stone Fist’s black rock armor remained virtually unchanged!
"See, how awesome is my dad?"
Stone Fist proudly said to Long Yi, turning back to see that blood had again pooled on Long Yi’s face.
"Eh? Bro, are you okay? How did you hurt your head again?"
Stone Fist was clearly taken by surprise. In the view of the Mountain Giants, a wound should heal within five seconds, so why was Long Yi still bleeding profusely?
"Impressive! Very impressive." Long Yi nodded. At this level, if placed within the Human Realm, one punch could probably kill the entire Dragon Clan. Long Yi wasn’t exaggerating or trying to scare himself. Those punches thrown by Old Stone Fist brought the sonic boom of tearing through the air, which was not an ordinary manifestation of pure power!
Then Long Yi randomly wiped his forehead. Somehow, Long Yi felt that his healing ability here seemed to be much weaker. It had been several days already, how come it hasn’t healed yet?
"I’m... fine. I don’t know what I did, but it seems like I’ve lost my memory and can’t even control my strength." Long Yi said half-heartedly.
"Haha, that’s natural! Just look at whose dad I am! But about your memory... my dad is preoccupied right now, and I don’t dare to search for the witch doctor myself... I say, brother, it seems like you can fight quite well, are you interested in taking a few swings? Maybe in the process, your memory could come back!" Stone Fist asked Long Yi, seeming like he wanted to leave.
"Won’t you stay here and help your dad?" Long Yi asked.
"No need, this kind of thing happens all the time, those two idiots looking for trouble have gotten beaten more times than I can count, don’t worry about it!"
Stone Fist said.
Stone Fist took Long Yi to an open area, where many Mountain Giant children were practicing combat. Although they were referred to as children, they were actually not much smaller than Long Yi, regardless of gender. As soon as Stone Fist appeared, several children immediately flocked to him.
"Big bro! We heard you were captured by the slave traders! Are you okay?"
A guy, roughly as wide as he was tall, came over. His massive muscles cast a shadow on Long Yi’s face, and his large voice was deafening and proportionate to his size.
"Yeah, big bro, are you okay?"
A few others gathered around, their eyes full of concern.
"Hahaha! I’m fine, I’m fine! I’m too strong to have anything happen to me! Thanks to this guy, who broke the rope and saved us, otherwise, we would have been exchanged for crystal coins!" Stone Fist laughed heartily as he spoke.
"Thank you for saving our big bro! Little bro!"
The always equal-length-amd-width, Xuanwu, thanked Long Yi, patting his shoulder so hard that Long Yi was grimacing. It was the first time in his life that he had been called a ’little bro’. It was fortunate that he was a giant; if he were an ordinary human, he might have been killed on the spot.
"No problem, it was the least I could do!"
Long Yi said modestly.
"My name is Xuanwu! You look pretty unique, not from a nearby tribe, I presume?" Xuanwu, tall and broad, asked.
"Might not be, I guess?" Long Yi replied uncertainly. He wasn’t sure if he was lying convincingly; one small lie required ten big ones to keep it hidden.
"Ah! Don’t mention it!" Stone Fist said: "When I was captured, this bro here had already been caught. Can’t you see his face is covered in blood? He must have been tortured by those vicious slave traders until he lost his memory!"
Only then did Xuanwu understand: "Oh! So it’s blood! I thought it was your tribe’s unique facial pattern!"
Long Yi felt his eyes moisten instantaneously. Which tribe would be so idiotic to smash their heads open and use their blood to draw facial patterns?
Stone Fist nodded and said: "So I want to spar with this bro here, perhaps after a few punches, his memory will return."
"That’s a great idea! What a splendid idea!"
Xuanwu immediately burst into laughter.
It was clear that the Mountain Giants were quite martial. Just because they led prosperous lives and conflicts rarely arose between tribes, it didn’t mean that these much taller ’children’ seemed to be any less peaceable compared to Long Yi.
"Let’s do it then, let’s give it a try."
