In the alliance, the more they attack me, the stronger I become!

She wasn't sure what it was, she just knew that she would feel unhappy whenever she saw Cheng Xiao and Sejuani being intimate.

On the contrary, being intimate with Cheng Xiao in front of Sejuani would make her feel very superior.

When the two of them were alone, she would feel safe and secure—and even a little warm.

"Since Sejuani is drunk, let's just talk tonight." Ashe took a deep breath and tried her best to prevent her cheeks from turning red in the heat.

Cheng Xiao nodded. "No problem. Do you have any plans or arrangements you'd like to discuss with us?"

"I guess so." Ashe didn't hide anything and immediately said straight to the point: "Now that the situation in Winter's Claw has steadily stabilized, it's time for us to move on."

"Continue north?"

"Yes, Cheng Xiao. We must continue to unite and unite the various tribes of Freljord. Only by bringing all the scattered sands together can we forge a spear that can pierce the ice."

"Right, that makes sense." Cheng Xiao nodded in agreement, then asked, "So, what tribe will you target next?"

"There." Ashe pointed to the map hanging on the curtain.

Her slender white finger rested on a black dot, and next to it were a few tiny words written: Dalwali Clan.

"The Dalwali tribe is renowned for their immense strength. Their War Mother once lifted a boulder weighing over 400 kilograms with her bare hands, a feat she was renowned for at the time."

"Four hundred kilograms?" After a little thought, Cheng Xiao roughly understood the power represented by this number.

An eight hundred jin stone... He should be able to smash it with a weapon, but it's not so easy to lift it with his bare hands.

If it were him, he would at least enter the [Fighting Enjoyment] state before he could say that he could definitely do it.

Lifting stones is different from weightlifting in later generations.

In weightlifting competitions, athletes can hold the bar evenly distributed with force, without having to worry about the weight being unbalanced on both sides causing it to fall, whereas stones...

Not to mention whether the irregular gripping surface can withstand force, the uneven weight on all sides alone is difficult to deal with. First of all, extremely strong gripping power is required to have any chance.

Someone who can lift a 400-kilogram boulder with his bare hands can definitely lift more than 400 kilograms if he does weightlifting.

I'm afraid it's enough power to easily beat the Blue Star weightlifting world champion.

And he's not just a professional athlete who can only lift weights, but a warrior who combines strength, speed, reaction and skills...

"My mother once competed with her in strength, but the outcome..." Ashe's expression was solemn. "In arm wrestling, my mother was completely defeated."

"That does sound terrifying." Cheng Xiao acknowledged the value of this statement. "So what are you going to do? How are you going to convince them to join your team?"

Faced with this question, Ashe was silent for a while.

Then, with a smile on her face, she said, "Defeat her head-on and make her convinced."

"If I defeat her with magic, will she be convinced?" Cheng Xiao expressed reservations. "A tribe like theirs that worships primitive power."

"So, I'm not only planning to invite you, but also Sejuani."

"Oh?"

Cheng Xiao expressed surprise, but Ai Xi was full of confidence:

"Sejuani's power is the most terrifying I have ever seen..."

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"Is this the only strength Darvar, the Warmother known as the strongest warrior in the Freljord, possessed?"

A man covered in explosive muscles held an axe in one hand and blocked the incoming hammer.

The other was a woman equally muscular, a Warmother of the Dalwalli tribe. Rumors had it that her brute strength was unparalleled, unmatched in the Freljord.

But at this time she was sweating profusely.

When one hand wasn't enough, she used both hands to hold the hammer, and finally even put almost all her body weight on it, but she still couldn't move the battle axe at all.

The man in front of her looked indifferent and even bored, not even breaking a sweat.

"Too weak, too weak... Really too weak."

The man began to raise his arms, his flamboyant golden beard swaying in the wind, and his hair tied into a bun looked like a head of golden hair.

click... click...

The sound of metal cracking frightened Dalwali Zhanmu, and her whole body was slowly lifted up by the opponent's powerful force.

How is this possible...!

"You, can't kill me... Ha!"

The man yelled, veins popping in his arms.

The sudden force threw the Dalvari War Mother away, and the war hammer in her hand shattered.

The man adjusted the helmet on his head, a look of disdain on his face.

"You're not worthy, absolutely not worthy... Why don't you all attack me together? Perhaps I can achieve the perfect ending I desire under the trampling of your band."

"You guy..." Mother Dalwali was furious, but she still didn't rush to order her tribesmen to attack together - it would be too embarrassing for her.

However, her stubbornness and persistence vanished after the man announced his name:

"Don't feel ashamed. I'm here to die. You just need to do whatever it takes to kill me."

The man carried two battle axes on his shoulders, and two streams of white air came out of his thick nostrils.

"My name is Olaf, and I am the strongest warrior in Lokfar."

Olaf... As soon as this name came out, the crowd watching the game immediately burst into exclamations.

This might be the first time they saw this powerful berserker, but it was not the first time they heard of this name.

They heard his legendary story.

There are countless.

The most famous one is his first "journey to seek death" -

In order to die gloriously in battle, Olaf once challenged the legendary monster, the Frost Serpent, alone and without any preparation.

The monster has devoured thousands of humans and ships in its long life, and for all warriors, as long as they want to face the end of their lives, they will challenge this monster.

Olaf thought so at first.

But... things went against my wishes.

He was not killed by the Frost Serpent.

It was he who killed the Frost Serpent.

"It's Olaf!"

"That legendary berserker!"

"Damn it, why did he target us..."

……

Many people are terrified by this legend, but there are also some who scoff at it:

"It's just killing a snake, what's there to be afraid of? Besides, who knows if it was just a lie?"

"Even if he's powerful, we have eighty battle-hardened warriors here. We don't have to be afraid of him."

"Since he's determined to die, let's satisfy him!"

"If we all attack together, we can definitely kill him!"

……

Dalwali Zhanmu listened to the two different voices and gradually came up with the answer in her heart -

She doesn't want to die here yet.

Since the other party wants to die, let him die.

"Prepare to charge!"

At a command from the Battle Mother Dalwali, the warriors in the tribe mounted their mounts one after another. The whole row of cavalrymen and the huge weapons were extremely oppressive.

This finally piqued Olaf's interest.

"Come on! Kill me!"

Chapter 42 I can fight all day

"Sejuani, I didn't expect you could get drunk too."

On the vast ice field, three Juvask wild boars carried three people forward.

Sejuani, walking on the far left, instinctively wanted to retort—her alcohol tolerance was as boundless as her strength, so how could she possibly be drunk? But just as she was about to speak, she remembered something.

So she quietly looked at Cheng Xiao. The latter's face seemed calm and expressionless, but there was still a hint of unnaturalness in her eyes.

She wasn't drunk that day, but she had to pretend to be.

She had to deceive Ashe and hide it from Cheng Xiao...at least that's what she thought.

What happened that night must never be known to anyone.

That was a little secret between her and Cheng Xiao.

An exciting little secret...

"Ahem... well... the Noxians' wine is still too strong. I should be more careful with the amount."

"Is it very strong? I remember that Noxian wine is not as strong as Freljord wine?" Ashe was a little confused.

"Really? Haha... maybe I'm not used to drinking it, haha..."

Even Sejuani herself didn't believe her explanation, let alone Ashe.

Fortunately, Ai Xi did not associate it with what she did with Cheng Xiao that night. She just thought that the other party was trying to save face, so she did not expose it.

Rather than worrying about those "insignificant" things, Ashe was more concerned about the following question:

"I heard that the War Mother of Dalvali is incredibly strong. You should be alright later, right? I hope the alcohol hasn't weakened you."

"Of course, I will let her know what brute force is." Sejuani smiled confidently and rolled up her sleeves.

Although the strong muscles do not have an explosive visual impact, the sense of strength is unquestionable.

Ashe had witnessed this power at a very young age.

When she and Sejuani were only about ten years old, she saw Sejuani defeat an adult in arm wrestling - although that person was not a very powerful Iceborn warrior, he was also a well-trained tribal warrior and not that weak.

After that, they were separated for many years, and when they met again, Sejuani was already an adult.

Now Sejuani can easily lift an adult Juvask boar and throw it into the air like a toy.

Even Glenna couldn't reach this terrifying power.

"The Dalwalli clan believes in humanity's most primal power and considers all magic to be insidious and cunning. To fully convince them, we must defeat them on two fronts."

Ashe sorted out her equipment while explaining her next plan:

"I will go first. After I defeat the Queen Mother of Dalvar with magic, you will use your strength to convince her. In this way, I believe they will be willing to follow us."

"Well, this plan is good." Sejuani had no objection.

In fact, she hasn't yet completely dealt with the Winter Claw issue, but her mentality has changed.

She once considered the Winter's Claw everything in her life—she wanted to defeat Kojiya, she wanted to expel all the Frost Priests without a single survivor, she wanted to inherit the Winter's Claw, and she wanted to make the tribe bigger and stronger...

But now, she doesn't think so.

After witnessing the greater power and Ashe's ambitions, she realized how small her mindset had been.

As her good sister, Ashe wants to unite the entire Freljord, while she only wants to conquer her own tribe...the difference is obvious.

Not to mention the entire Freljord, even the Dalwalli clan they are heading to now is not much smaller than her Winter Claw.

After seeing the wider world, the small corner of Winter Claw no longer held such an important position in her heart.

This is an improvement in pattern and vision.