I am the chief of a primitive tribe

Mu Feng defeated Ming Guang, who was armed with a gun, with his bare hands, and all the hunting team members were stunned.

Although they didn't know how Mu Feng did it in an instant, it was an indisputable fact that he defeated Ming Guang, who was armed with a weapon, with his bare hands.

Everyone knew that the chief was right!

Ming Guang understood that Mu Feng was "showing mercy" to him, so he got up from the ground and knelt on one knee: "Chief, is this what you call martial arts? Please teach us!"

Mu Feng nodded: "I can teach you, but now your physical fitness can't keep up, and your reaction is not good. Even if I teach you, I'm afraid you won't be able to learn it!"

"Ah?" Ming Guang frowned, "Why don't you do it once for us to see?"

"Okay!" Seeing that Ming Guang didn't believe it, Mu Feng handed the bamboo spear to Ming Guang, asked him to stab slowly, and then slowly stretched out his hand and slowly lowered his shoulders to signal.

He demonstrated and explained, making sure they could see every step clearly, and then asked: "Do you understand?"

Mingguang nodded first: "I understand, I learned it!"

"Learned it?" Mufeng laughed strangely.

"I learned it!" Mingguang nodded affirmatively.

Others also nodded: "We learned it too!"

"Okay!" Mufeng did not explain, holding the stick in his hand and looking at Mingguang, "Try it with this stick first!"

Mingguang was puzzled: "Big Chief, don't you use bamboo spears?"

Mufeng smiled and shook his head: "This is enough, you will understand it later!"

"Okay!" Mingguang nodded in confusion.

As he said, he took a stance, indicating that he was ready.

Mufeng grinned, holding the stick as a spear with one hand, and poked it straight at Mingguang.

Mingguang saw the stick poking at him, and just as he was about to dodge sideways, he was poked in the chest with a "puff".

"Thump, thump, thump"!

Mingguang retreated one after another, looking at Mufeng in disbelief.

He realized that if Mufeng used a bamboo spear, this shot would really make him feel cold!

The other members of the hunting team were also stunned. Mufeng clearly taught them this way, and he was stabbing out in this way now, so why couldn't Mingguang take away the weapon?

Mufeng looked at the confused faces of the hunting team members and couldn't help laughing: "You seem to have learned it, but you don't understand one thing, that is, your reaction can't keep up!"

"Can't keep up with the reaction?" Everyone was confused again, "What is the reaction?"

Mufeng shook his head helplessly and gestured to Hanshu: "Stretch out your fist to hit me!"

Hanshu didn't ask any more questions, and directly punched "whoosh" at him. Mufeng dodged sideways and stretched out his hand to pat Hanshu's fist.

Hanshu was surprised: "How is it possible!"

Mufeng said again: "Next I'm going to hit you!"

Hanshu was like facing a great enemy, and immediately stared at Mufeng's hand with wide eyes.

After Han Shu was ready, Mu Feng stretched out his hand and rushed to Han Shu's wrist at lightning speed.

Han Shu wanted to dodge, but Mu Feng grabbed his wrist tightly!

"Ah!" Now everyone reacted: why they saw it clearly, but couldn't learn it.

"Great Chief, I understand!" Han Shu said seriously, "You are talking about reaction is speed, our speed can't keep up!"

"Yes!" Mu Feng nodded, "I see it clearly, but you can't keep up with the speed!"

"Then how can we keep up?" someone asked.

Mu Feng smiled and said, "Simple, from today on, all of you must receive physical training to improve your physical fitness, reaction ability, and endurance!"

"How to train?" Someone else began to ask.

Mu Feng glanced at them and began to explain the training plan in detail.

His training methods also combined the physical training content of ancient armies and modern troops, including weight bearing, jogging, cross-country raids, etc., and even sit-ups and pull-ups were added.

He believed that with this complete training system, these hunting team members - the future warriors of the tribe, their physical fitness and comprehensive qualities will definitely be far superior to those of other tribes.

It can even be said that they are far superior to this era.

Of course, a horse cannot grow fat without night grass. Since he wants the hunting team members to become qualified warriors, in addition to keeping up with the training, they must also keep up with the diet.

After coming out of the training ground, he found Li Hu and told him that the tribe wanted to train warriors. At the same time, he asked him to tell Ji Yang and the people in charge of cooking to give more food to the hunting team.

Of course, he has also thought about it. If possible, he will give a meal with a combination of meat and vegetables according to the training of the warriors.

After doing this, Mu Feng took the little wolf to the cornfield again.

Yesterday he used two techniques to act on the cornfield at the same time, and the corn had grown ears. TodayIt should be ready to eat after another spell tomorrow.

As expected, after he cast the spell again, the ear, which was originally more than ten centimeters long, grew a little longer and became thicker.

Because he was prepared today, he didn't feel as weak as yesterday this time.

He chose a corn ear that was almost as thick as his forearm, peeled off the husk, and there were rows of tender yellow corn kernels inside!

"Ah!" Mu Feng was surprised, "It really grew!"

He reached out and broke the corn off the stalk, peeled off all the husks in two strokes, wiped off the corn silk on it, and started to chew it.

"Well, not bad!" Mu Feng chewed it twice and wiped his mouth, "Although it is not as sweet as in the future, it has a high starch content and is sticky to the teeth!"

"Hahaha!" Mu Feng laughed, "It is also a little bigger than the corn ear I broke off from Dongshan, and the corn kernels are a little square!"

You know, only square corn kernels mean the possibility of high yield. Round corn kernels take up space one by one, and there is really no yield.

He looked around and saw corn cobs growing all around. He was so happy that he broke off the corn stalks, and broke off more than a dozen of them. Then he went back with the corn in his arms.

Mu Feng was in a good mood after collecting the corn. He said to Damazi: "Damazi, you can go to the outer wall to catch prey today. Come back before dark!"

Damazi was like being pardoned. He jumped and shouted to the other four wolves and ran outside.

Mu Feng was not worried about accidents. After all, he had taken Damazi to "wander" in the bushes near the tribe several times in the past month.

He had his own things to do - cooking corn!