The Xiongnu sacrificial ceremony was completed.
The battle of the tribe's strongest warrior had begun!
The contestants were all Xiantian masters, and they were all younger than 18 years old.
This was also how the Xiongnu people ensured their bloodline and wolf nature.
In comparison, the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty lived too comfortably and lacked a fierce temperament.
As Lia's Master, He Chuan sat in the seat right below Chanyu Tetumtan.
In fact, he had no interest in this kind of thing, but it was difficult to refuse such kindness.
Lia kept begging him to come over because today was the day of her competition.
Tetumtan really doted on Lia and was willing to let her participate in the battle for the best warrior of the tribe.
He probably just wanted her to have fun.
"Young Master, do you think Sister Lia can win?" Cai Lian looked at the Xiongnu experts and then turned to look at Lia's thin body.