The Black Horn Tribe Barbarian General was displeased: "How can Wusha be compared to Lord Jiao Li?"
Elder Zamu sneered.
The Black Horn Tribe Barbarian General sighed, "Wusha, he has been personally bestowed the Barbarian Armor by the Shaman. On this armor, the Holy Pattern was drawn by Shaman himself, this is the 'blessing' from the Shaman."
"No matter how strong Lord Jiao Li is, he cannot win against Wusha who has received the 'blessing' from the Shaman."
"So…"
The Black Horn Tribe Barbarian General continued:
"That's why I came here, to ask Elder Zamu for the newly crafted Barbarian Armor. With this armor, Lord Jiao Li will be even stronger and can contend with Wusha, and protect the Wutu Tribe thoroughly."
Elder Zamu obviously did not believe, he just deflected saying:
"You can go to Elder Jiao Hu to ask for the Barbarian Armor. After all, your Lord Jiao Li, is Elder Jiao Hu's son."
