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Tribal Cultivation

A 16-year-old loser reincarnated into a cultivation world I know it sounds cliche but he doesn't get reborn as some young master or prince instead he is reborn in an isolated tribe located in a small chain of islands that have never even heard of cultivation. The tribespeople lived alone and isolated from the rest of mankind so they evolved to survive in a dangerous environment full of poisonous animals and man-eating monsters. They aren't too different from humans still the same race but they are more like a subrace of humans. Watch as our protagonist will try not to get killed by monsters or eaten by his fellow cannibalistic tribesmen while trying to adapt to the strange and deadly new world.

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Chapter 6

The three masters made their way to the next island and it did not take long for them to encounter more of this archipelago's native inhabitants.

However, unlike all the other times, they have encountered the natives this is the first time they have come to them directly.

Before they would stalk them and try to kill them in hiding but not these guys.

They were standing about ten yards away brandishing metal weapons.

They looked ready for a battle there was no doubt about it these natives were true warriors.

Chao immediately noticed their physical differences for one they were larger and bulkier than the last tribe and their bodies were covered in red war paint.

They snarled at the three and raised their weapons which looked different from the weapons of the previous tribe.

They were razor-sharp metal weapons while the weapons of the previous tribe were made out of stone.

Not only were they stronger but they also had better weapons too Chao knew this wouldn't be as easy a fight as the others but wait how come they haven't attacked yet.

The Mua-ta warriors just stood there not moving they appeared to be waiting for something or possibly someone.

Huh? Chao felt the ground shake as two giant reptilian creatures came out of the dense jungle.

They had deep blood red scales and humongous jaws that oozed with saliva

On their backs were two much larger warriors at least fifteen feet tall.

Chao knew these two were much stronger than the other warriors they had many scars on their well-built bodies and the masks they wore were different from the other warriors.

While the warriors wore tiki-style masks those two had masks made out of thick tree roots woven together to make demonic-looking horned masks.

One of them cared a spear and had two large tusks coming out of the lower jaw of his mask he glared at the three with a malicious glint in his eyes he looked ready for a blood bath.

While the other was much calmer and composed he had a large bow and his mask had one long spiral-shaped horn coming out of the center of its forehead.

The two seemed more experienced than the others they gave off the feeling of two battle-hardened veterans ready for one more battle.

The tusked one shouted at the top of its lungs in a strange and primitive language that was mostly just grunts and clicks but whatever he meant caused the others to go into a frenzy.

They all charged at the three screaming and whopping when they were a few feet in front of us they leaped into the air and tried to attack from above but that didn't work out so well for them.

Fu stepped up and drew his pink sword he then focused his mind and then the blade began to give off a pink glow Fu then called out.

"Blossom blade sword art: Full bloom,"

Fu then trusted towards the oncoming warriors he stabbed one with his sword but around him, nine other warriors were stabbed as well.

How the full bloom technique works is it uses Fu's qi to create nine other blades in addition to his original sword is ten blades.

Which means Fu can kill up to ten different targets at a time.

Almost half of the Mua-ta were killed by Fu's attack the remaining were killed by Xinjiang when he used his technique.

Xinjiang began to breathe in deep and as he did his body temperature began to increase and when Xinjiang exhaled all the gathered heat in his body ignited into flames around him.

Xinjiang exploded with power his body was like a roaring furnace.

Xinjiang's body now exuded an intense heat that charred the ground beneath his feet.

Xinjiang stepped forward and threw a flame-coated fist toward the oncoming warriors.

When Xinjiang punch collided with one of the warriors its body immediately burst into flame turning it to ash.

The punch created a domino effect causing all the other warriors around him to combusted into flame.

With that one punch, Xinjiang killed nearly twenty Mua-ta fighters.

The technique Xinjiang used was called "Scorching sun breath," it was a technique that ignites one's blood Qi turning the user into a burning furnace of flaming hot Qi.

It greatly increases the user's physical power and when practiced to an expert level generates flames that burn their opponents to ash.

Fu and Xinjiang both killed all the Mua-ta warriors all that was felt now was the two veterans but when they turned to look at the two they saw that Chao had already killed them.

The three calmed down and were about to proceed deeper into the forest until an earth-shattering roar tore through the jungle.

Before the three's very eyes a twenty-foot tall humanoid in a red headdress wearing large metal gauntlets stomped through the woods crushing trees under his massive feet.

The massive man looked at the fallen warriors with a tearful look in his eyes the massive man then roar his voice full of grief.

The beast then glared at the three men with nothing but hatred in its heart it then charged them at full speed ready to crush them into paste.

Xinjiang smiled at the angry monster he had finally found a worthy opponent to fight.

Xinjiang began to use his sun breathing technique as began flames surged around his body.

Xinjiang readied another technique this one was a simple fist technique but a very effective one.

Xinjiang leaped toward the massive warrior covering a distance of twenty feet in a single swift movement.

He then stomped the ground hard and punched forward his punch ripping through the air like a bullet.

When the punch collided with the warrior it pierced right threw the warrior's chest punching right his heart.

The giant man having his heart torn apart died on the spot with a look of regret on his old war-torn face because he knew that now that he is dead his tribe will fall.

After the chieftain of the blood beast tribe, orc died at the hands of Xinjiang just as orc feared the three decimated his tribe wiping out all the Mua-ta on the island.

The three gathered together and after completing their mission of wiping out the native inhabitants they decided to return to their boat.

And back to their respected sects to gather more forces so they can plunder all the resources on the archipelago for themselves and to further their own cultivation.

However, when the three returned to the beach they landed on they saw that their boat was gone.

"WHAT THE FUCK!!!" the three screamed in unison.

Unknown to them alone figure saw them land and had snuck aboard their ship and after finding what was inside took it for themselves.

This was our protagonist.