Chapter 643: Shock And Disbelief (1/2)
”I was expecting someone big, heroic, and experienced, but what we got is a tender young man who I can snap with one hand,” Chief Blacktooth continued to throw condescending remarks.
”Tender young man, huh?” Leon smiled with amusement before asking with a nonchalant attitude, ”Who's this joker?”
”Believe it or not, he is Chief Blacktooth of the Crimsonfog Tribe,” Chief Valencia answered, not believing it herself even after learning about it a few days prior.
”The tribal chief of the Crimsonfog Tribe? I thought the tribal chief of the Crimsonfog Tribe was called Chief Baskara…? I didn't know we were expecting to have a mascot at this meeting,” Leon spoke with ridicule.
With a sweep of his divine sense, he could immediately gauge the strength of Chief Blacktooth, who was not even a Battle Master.
At the same time, his words infuriated Chief Blacktooth.
”The mascot is you!” Chief Blacktooth roared.
Without warning, Chief Blacktooth immediately lunged forward and performed a downward chop on Leon's shoulder.
His attack was clearly non-lethal as he had to show restraint in another's territory.
At the same time, his quick attack was slow in the eyes of all the Battle Masters presented at the round stone table.
Even so, no one chose to stop Chief Blacktooth's attack.
Everyone was curious about the young man's strength—Chief Valencia included. She believed Leonhardt was strong enough to counter the attack.
However, what she did not expect was that Leonhardt did not react at all!
Bam!
The chop landed squarely on Leon's shoulder, causing the ground to crack immediately after the force transfer!
However, Leon's body did not budge an inch. He glanced back at Chief Blacktooth with a look of indifference.
”Had enough?”
”What!”
Chief Blacktooth's eyes widened in shock.
At the same time, the various tribal chiefs and warriors of the alliance presented at the stone table all had looks of surprise.
Even if it was not Chief Blacktooth's full-powered blow, it was not something that even Battle Masters can endure—at the very least, they could not be so indifferent to it as the young man.
'What monstrous body defense!'
Such were the thoughts that entered the minds of the tribal chiefs and warriors.
”Impossible. I refuse to believe that your body can be so tough! Nevertheless, I have sorely underestimated you! Allow me to use my full strength this—”
”Enough!” The One-Eyed Venerable Shaman barked.
He had seen enough to verify his doubts regarding the young man's strength. As such, he did not need Chief Blacktooth to continue making a fool of himself and embarrass their tribe.
”Y-Yes, One-Eyed Venerable Shaman!”
Chief Blacktooth was immediately startled into retreating from the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman's shout.
Shortly after, the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman turned to Chief Valencia and said, ”I apologize on behalf of the Crimsonfog Tribe. Chief Blacktooth is still new to the position and still inexperienced in matters.”