Being surrounded by everyone and being praised, Zhang Tai's expression remained unchanged and he continued to maintain his smiling and calm expression.
Only when his eyes moved, did he inadvertently reveal a look of contempt.
Why can the third level be called the high priest?
Because only at this point can the priest truly break away from the bottom and no longer need to run for a living.
Even if you go to the low-numbered rift, the third-level priest can still be regarded as a guest and become the main combat force.
It's a pity that how many priests can reach this point in their lifetime?
Not to mention the group of first-level ants in front of me, even Peter Yang may not be able to advance to the third level!
And the third level is just the beginning. As long as all this plan is successful, he will still have a lot of time to advance to the fourth level or even the fifth level priest.
When the time comes to unite with the Yunxiao Tribe, will the Zhang family have the final say on Crack No. 37?
After the compliment, Peter Yang immediately stood up and said loudly:
"I beg the leader of the alliance to punish Thomas, the priest of the Fire Fist tribe. This man is arrogant and openly agreed to our alliance's request, but secretly he is double-dealing. He intends to let our people charge, and he will reap the benefits from the rear. His behavior is true. That’s bad!”
If the highest-level priest in the alliance is only Level 2, it would be a bit funny to punish Thomas, who is also Level 2.
But now that Zhang Tai has successfully been promoted to level three, Peter Yang's request sounds much more reasonable.
However, what surprised everyone present was that Zhang Tai could still stick to his principles.
I saw him glare at Peter Yang first, and then said:
"Priest Peter Yang, please don't say this again in the future. Priest Thomas is a member of our alliance anyway. Even if his behavior seems a bit bad at the moment, we are not qualified to punish him."
"Besides, what if Priest Thomas kills Shado alone?"
Kills Shado alone?
After Zhang Tai finished speaking, all the priests in the audience looked at each other in confusion, and then couldn't help laughing.
Including Priest Yuying, they also shook their heads helplessly.
So cruel.
Zhang Tai's promotion directly put the Fire Fist tribe and Thomas in a position to oppose the alliance.
Now even if the Thunder Tribe attacks the Fire Fist Tribe again, the Alliance will have enough reasons to choose to watch the battle.
This is absolutely terrible news for the Fire Fist tribe.
“Please, everyone, breakfast is ready!”
While talking, the group entered the Zhushikeng tribe.
Zhang Tai ordered people to deliver meals.
On the dinner plate were butter pancakes arranged per head, along with a few plates of pickles, which was not a rich meal.
But as soon as they thought that these were free, the priests immediately devoured them and were extremely satisfied.
“Priest Li Hongfeng, I may need your help later.”
Yuying gently divided half of her butter cake and placed it on Li Hongfeng's tray.
As both priests on the auxiliary route, the relationship between the two is actually very good, but they don't show it most of the time.
“Oh, you don’t want to inform the Fire Fist tribe, do you?”
“I’m worried that Shado will take advantage of the alliance’s attitude to sneak attack on the Fire Fist tribe.” Yu Ying wanted to speak but stopped.
"Big brother Thomas once saved my life, and the old patriarch of the Fire Fist tribe also has a very good relationship with the patriarch of my family. I cannot stand by at this critical moment."
"I knew it."
Li Hongfeng shook his head slightly, but did not put back the pancake handed over by Yuying, obviously agreeing to it.
“But Brother Thomas is already Level 2 and is a combat priest, so I’m afraid he won’t be able to use us!”
“That’s different, we still have to do what we should do, actually. .I'm thinking."
Yu Ying suddenly lowered her voice, "Since Priest Thomas is already at level two, after getting through this, we can also learn from the Zhushikeng tribe and unite with the Fire Fist tribe as the center. Rise up and form an alliance.”
Staying in the Revenge Alliance, the first-level priests of several small tribes did not have a comfortable life.
In addition to being able to earn a living, their opinions are not taken seriously.
To put it bluntly, the feeling now is not much different from being under house arrest.
In particular, Zhang Tai has been promoted to level three. It is foreseeable that everyone's right to speak will be further reduced in the future.
At some point, Yuying even wondered whether the Benlei tribe and the Zhushikeng tribe had reached an agreement.
They are taking advantage of the threat posed by Shado to recruit people to join them unscrupulously.
Anyone who is unwilling to join will be forcibly separated from their relatives just like the Fire Fist tribe.
“Shhh”
Li Hongfeng was startled by Yuying’s boldness and quickly fell silent.
But at this moment, there was a sudden loud noise in the dining room next door, with the sound of plates being thrown.
It’s the first-level priest ‘Xue Jing’ of the Bingyun Tribe!
As the most fiery person among the priests, when the Zhushikeng tribe called for the formation of a revenge alliance, Xue Jing took the lead in responding. Why did they suddenly start a quarrel?
Yu Ying and Li Hongfeng looked at each other and quickly stuffed the pancakes on the plates into cloth bags.
Adjusting to the wind is a compulsory course for every auxiliary route priest.
Since Xue Jing dares to make a quarrel here, it must be no small matter.
Sure enough, just as the two of them were about to leave the dining room, they saw a magical light flashing next door.
A icicle suddenly flashed out of the air and nailed itself to the open space outside the house, leaving behind a large swath of ice.
The waiter who was carrying the tray and was about to leave was frightened by the fight and fell to the ground. His whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and cold sweat was pouring from his head.
Holy shit, are you starting to do it now?
Li Hongfeng's brows couldn't help but jump, and then he heard Xue Jing rushing out and roaring: "Go back and tell me why the pickles brewed by our Bingyun tribe were plundered by the Benlei tribe, and now they will appear in your Zhushikeng tribe?”
"Have you already reached an agreement with the Benlei Tribe to deceive me here and organize some kind of Laoshizi Revenge Alliance to amuse us?"
What?
The pickles plundered by the Benlei tribe appeared in Zhushikeng?
The priests who walked out of the dining room were all shocked, and some bad thoughts immediately flashed through their minds.
"Priest Xue Jing, please calm down. Maybe you just made a mistake. There is no name on this pickle, so why is it the pickle of your Bingyun tribe?"
Peter Yang came out to smooth things over, but hearing his obviously unconfident voice made everyone more doubtful.
“Go away, although there is no name on this pickle, but looking at the hundreds of kilometers of surrounding tribes, who can brew it? You really treat me like a three-year-old child, don’t you?”
"Taste?"
After Xue Jing's reminder, everyone remembered that the pickles of the Bingyun tribe were indeed outstanding.
Usually every year when the vat comes out, the surrounding tribes will send people to buy it to improve the lives of residents.
"Don't talk to me about this. This was purchased by the Zhushikeng tribe before. The taste of pickles changes every year. The pickles I just ate were obviously the new pickled batch this year. I didn't expect that they were plundered by the Benlei tribe and appeared here. You Zhushikeng tribe!”
Xue Jing’s body was filled with magical light, and she had no intention of giving in at all.
In fact, she was the only priest present who had fought against Shado alone.
If Shado hadn't planned to attack the priest to attract the attention of other large surrounding tribes, Xue Jing would have been dead.
Now that she can make a scene, everyone present is not surprised.
"What Priest Xue said is reasonable. It's not like we haven't stocked up on pickles from the Bingyun Tribe, but after a year, the taste has really changed."
"What's on this plate should be pickles, I guess. Try it, hey, it really tastes like the Bingyun tribe."
"How is it possible that the pickles stolen by the Benlei tribe appear in Zhushikeng?"
"Could it be? Did the Benlei tribe sell the pickles? No, they couldn't sell them to Zhu Shikeng."
The priest present came forward and tasted the pickles on the plate next to the waiter. It really tasted like the Bingyun Tribe.
Peter Yang also stepped forward to take a taste, and his expression suddenly changed.
Damn it, the Bingyun tribe’s pickles taste so unique.
The salty yet sour, sour yet sweet taste is something that other tribes really cannot imitate.
This is really a big trouble!
If Xue Jing was allowed to seize this point and pull out the carrot and bring out the mud, it would be all over if the priests present discovered that the Benlei tribe and Zhushikeng were secretly involved!
Peter Yang thought for a moment and immediately winked at the priest next to him.
Only three people in the Revenge Alliance know about the cooperation between Zhushikeng and the Benlei tribe.
Besides him, only Zhang Tai and Lauren More, the priest of the Dark Stone Pit Tribe, knew.
However, both of them are second-level priests and are not suitable to argue with Xue Jing head-on in this situation.
It is better to let the priests who are also the first level to lead the charge, so that they can stand on a high point and get rid of this matter.
"What? Priest Xue, you are just a pickle, do you still want to condemn the Zhushikeng tribe?"
The priest who was winked immediately stood up.
It is Nan Yaohui, the priest of Feishikeng.
“Zhushikeng provides you with good food and drink, and also helps you withstand the pressure of the Benlei tribe. Could it be that you have raised a bunch of white-eyed wolves and don’t know what is good or bad?”
"What is your dog's name? Who is the white-eyed wolf?"
Xue Jing spat back angrily without mercy: "The evidence is here, you first explain to me why the pickles were plundered by the Benlei tribe. , will it appear here?"
"Explain what, are you embarrassed?"
Nan Yaohui said angrily, "We were captured by the Benlei tribe when they came for a sneak attack. There are few supplies. These pickles are from that batch of supplies. Is there a problem?”
Eh?
This explanation seems to work.
Peter Yang's eyes lit up and he immediately added: "That's right. When the Benlei tribe lost to us and escaped together, we did have a lot of supplies left behind."
"Ha, I knew you were going to say that."
Xue Jing sneered, turned back to the dining room, and walked out with four clay pots hooked between her fingers.
“You’re not going to tell me that when the Benlei tribe came over, they brought a few clay pots with pickles, right?”
When things reached this point, Nan Yaohui was also a little speechless.
And at this time, the surrounding priests frowned and realized that something was wrong.
The distance between the Benlei tribe and the Zhushikeng tribe is far from the point where they need to march with food, grass and baggage.
What's more, pickles can only be used for seasoning and are not suitable for use as dry food.
Is there really a shady affair between the Benlei tribe and the Zhushikeng tribe?
"Priest Xue, why bother? Why be so grand!"
A rough voice sounded, and Zhang Tai, who had just left not long ago, finally rushed over.
"Leader Zhang is here just in time. You are the priest of the Zhushikeng tribe. Why don't you explain to us carefully, where does this pickle come from?"
Even though Zhang Tai has been promoted to the third level, Xue Akira still had no intention of giving in.
Just in words, or because of his lack of strength, he was two points weaker.
"I'm sorry, Priest Xue, I can't explain this to you!"
Zhang Tai lowered his body, picked up the pickles on the ground, smelled them, and shook his head regretfully.
“This is indeed a pickle from the Bingyun tribe, but I really don’t know why it appears in our Zhushikeng tribe.”
“I’m wondering if it’s Ben Lei. Is this a conspiracy of the tribe to drive a wedge between us?”
He is indeed a well-known old fox.
Zhang Taisan explained in two sentences, not only replied to Xue Jing's question, but also threw back a new question.
The pickles do come from the Bingyun tribe, that’s no problem.
But I just want to bite you to death and I don’t know where it came from. What can you do?
Sure enough, Xue Jing's face changed, and she obviously realized that Zhang Tai was completely different from the others, and it was impossible to get the answer through simple questioning.
“Then according to Alliance Leader Zhang’s intention, now we can only ask the Benlei tribe for verification?”
"Priest Xue is too anxious."
Zhang Tai smiled confidently, "The Benlei tribe must be more anxious than us now, and Shado must be thinking about how to break the situation. I believe that as long as we continue With sincere cooperation, everything will come to light the day we take down the Benlei tribe and kill Shado!"
"You"
Xue Jing wanted to say something more, but Zhang Tai's face suddenly turned cold! Come down, the divine light is brewing in your body.
“Why, I have already explained so much, does Priest Xue still have any questions?”
"Do you think we in Zhushikeng will cooperate with the Benlei tribe for some pickles and supplies?"
The strong pressure of the third-level priest came towards us.
All the priests, including Xue Jing, realized that there was actually a huge gap between themselves and the other party.
Whether they listen to these explanations or not, if they choose to continue to be entangled in this way
“Oh, our leader Zhang is so majestic!”
At this moment, a slightly weird and disdainful laughter suddenly came from the door.
At the same time, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky.
Zhang Tai subconsciously mobilized his divine power to block the black shadow a few steps away.
Looking closely, there was an uproar in the venue.
A ray of magical light swept up from the priests, reflecting the divine light in the small courtyard.
"Shado, how brave are you to rush into our Revenge Alliance?"
"Hahaha, Shado, today is the day you die."
"Form up a formation , Form a formation, we can’t let Shadu leave alive today no matter what!”
“I didn’t expect, I didn’t expect that you would be so arrogant, I have to admire you!”
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“.”
The angry-eyed Shadu stood by the wall, and the familiar face made Zhang Taidu subconsciously feel nervous.
But soon, everyone immediately discovered that there seemed to be something wrong with the size of Shado?
It was as if he was squatting on the ground, only half a person tall, and his expression was unusually stiff.
No.
This Shadu.
"The Laoshizi Alliance always talks and yells every day. How long has it been that they are still here talking!"
The entrance to the small courtyard.
Thomas hunched over and stepped in with great arrogance.
"Shado is dead. I killed him. Which of you has a problem?"
(End of this chapter)