God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

This old hen showed no respect to the Scale Stone Tribe, completely ignoring its owner's calls.

All of this was undoubtedly a slap in the face to the people of the Linshi tribe, so Qi Wu was even less likely to back down.

If your Scale Stone Tribe can't prove this hen belongs to you, then round it up, this is my Fire Spirit Chicken.

Therefore, at this moment, Qi Wu was full of confidence and did not give the Linshi tribe any face at all.

Faced with Qi Wu's angry shout, the people of the Linshi tribe were furious. This bastard was really lying through his teeth. Didn't he know where this old hen came from?

Unfortunately, they themselves have no way to prove it, so both sides can only stick to their own version of events.

People from other tribes, unaware of what was happening, were not allowed to get involved.

In addition, the old hen on the stage did not pay any attention to the people from the Linshi tribe. Even if what the Linshi tribe said was very convincing, you have no evidence.

If it's hard to judge, then just ignore it; it's none of my business anyway.

Only from the stands where the Fire Spirit Tribe was located, looking at the furious Scale Stone Tribe members, Huo Ming's eyes flashed with joy. Wasn't this a great opportunity delivered to their doorstep?

Huo Ming immediately spoke up.

"Qiwu, your Yanwu tribe stole someone else's Fire Spirit Chicken. Do you dare to do it but not admit it?"

Huo Ming immediately made his stance clear, firmly standing on the side of the Linshi tribe. The reason was simple: he was happy to do anything that would make the Yanwu tribe unhappy.

If he could even provoke a conflict between the two tribes, he could then profit from it, and perhaps even take the opportunity to kill Qi Wu.

The more Huo Ming thought about it, the more pleased he became. This was definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Especially seeing the furious expressions on the faces of the Scale Stone tribe members, it was clear that their anger had already reached its peak.

The chances are very high.

So Huoming didn't hesitate and immediately started stirring the fire.

Upon hearing his words, Qi Wu naturally knew what this scoundrel was thinking. His little schemes were impossible to hide and were easily seen through.

That bastard is trying to kick someone when they're down.

Qi Wu glanced coldly at Huo Ming and said in a cold voice.

"Which eye of yours saw me do it? You believe everything the people of the Scale Stone Tribe say? What, are they your father or your mother? You're so filial."

"you………………."

These words immediately enraged Huo Ming, who seemed to be no match for Qi Wu in verbal sparring.

However, the Linshi tribe responded at this point.

"Qi Wu, stop rambling on and on. You know what you've done."

"Oh ho, so you're all in cahoots now? What, you can't win on stage, so you resort to these underhanded tactics?"

"Bullshit, Qi Wu, stop accusing me. If you're so capable, take off the mask of that Fire Spirit Chicken in your arms."

"You're my son, so if you tell me to take it, I'll take it."

"Fellow members of the Linshi tribe, this Qi Wu is clearly hiding something. Let us take action directly, remove his mask, and the truth will naturally come out."

Huo Ming couldn't win an argument with Qi Wu, and after a few words he was so angry that he was furious. So he simply ignored him and turned to the people of the Linshi tribe.

This is incredibly blatant in stirring things up.

Everyone could see that Huo Ming was stirring up trouble, but the Lin Shi tribe members, already enraged, didn't care about any of that at the moment.

Hearing Huo Ming say that, he immediately acted impulsively.

There's no way to prove what I'm saying is true right now, but the Fire Spirit Chicken in Qi Wu's hand seems to be the best evidence.

Thinking of this, the leading elder immediately looked coldly at Qi Wudao.

"Qiwu, will you take off your mask yourself, or do I need to do it for you?"

"you dare."

Upon hearing this, Qi Wu's face darkened, and he said fiercely.

These guys actually want to make a move? This is absolutely outrageous!

Removing the mask is absolutely impossible. As for the Linshi tribe using force, Qi Wu is even less likely to be afraid. At worst, it's just a fight.

From childhood to adulthood, none of the barbarian gods have ever been afraid of this. They are born warlike, and fighting is as simple as eating and drinking for them.

Seeing that Qi Wu had no intention of backing down, the atmosphere instantly became tense, and Huo Ming seized the opportunity to continue his attack.

"Why waste words with him? Just take action, capture that Fire Spirit Chicken, and the truth will come out."

"Qi Wu, you asked for this."

Upon hearing this, the elder leading the Linshi tribe did not reply, but his words had already proven everything.

He was persuaded by Huo Ming.

Sure enough, the next second, the elder of the Scale Stone Tribe suddenly stood up, and a surge of blood energy erupted from his body.

This was a sign that action was about to be taken, and Qi Wu was equally unyielding, his blood and qi surging to the heavens.

Both men had icy gazes, clearly ready to fight.

"Today, I demand an explanation from your Yanwu tribe."

"I'll confess, you son of a bitch."

As soon as the two finished speaking, the elder of the Linshi tribe took the initiative and attacked Qi Wu directly.

The two immediately engaged in a fierce battle. As their leaders made their move, the others naturally followed suit, charging forward in droves.

In an instant, a chaotic battle broke out.

They started fighting at the drop of a hat, and Huo Ming couldn't help but smile when he saw this.

When the Linshi tribe and the Yanwu tribe started fighting, he was naturally the happiest person.

Regardless of the outcome, who wins or loses, the Fire Spirit Tribe will not suffer any losses.

If given the chance, Huo Ming wouldn't mind getting involved and killing that bastard Qi Wu right here.

However, now is not the best time to take action; it's better to wait and see for the time being.

The other tribes also showed no intention of intervening, instead retreating far away to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

Just as the two sides were engaged in a fierce battle, a member of the Linshi tribe suddenly saw Ye Changqing, who had not joined the fight, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent. He shouted coldly.

“You cowardly rat hiding your head and tail, I’ll kill you.”

Ye Changqing was also wearing the Flame Martial Mask. Without thinking much, the man from the Scale Stone Tribe threw a punch.

Upon seeing this, Qi Wu panicked on the spot.

"You dare? Quickly protect Brother Ye."

Upon hearing this, the Yanwu tribe wanted to make a move, but there was simply not enough time.

Ye Changqing cursed inwardly, wondering why he was still involved when he had already retreated to this place.

Oh right, the Flame Warrior mask on his face.

Faced with the fist's force, Ye Changqing naturally wouldn't choose to take it head-on, but instead immediately dodged to the side.

However, the aftershocks from that powerful force still shattered the Flame Warrior mask on his face.

Like the old hen, as the mask shattered, the gazes of the many barbarian gods around them became strange.

Foreigners?