Chapter 9: The Ten Great Battles

  Ye Han was thinking in his heart, at this moment, he seemed to have felt something, suddenly laughed and said: "What are you still hiding outside for? Come in!"

  The door opened and Drew walked in, scratching his head and grinning foolishly.

  "Big brother, you're leaving tomorrow, I'll come see you."

  "Hmm. It's been a long time since we brothers have had a good talk."

  Ye Han still sat cross-legged on the stone bed, motionless, looking at his younger brother in front of him, who was considered a big fool even among the Kater Cow Head tribe, and smiled.

  "Big brother, can you stay a few more days?"

  Drew looked forward to asking Tao.

  Ye Han smiled and shook his head.

  "It's all Father's fault, sending you, Big Brother, out for training so early. Actually, according to the tribe's rules, we could have waited a few more years..."

  At the thought of Big Brother leaving, Drew couldn't help but complain to Relic, the leader of the Iron Hoof tribe and his father.

  Ye Han waved his hand and said.

  "There's no need to be like this, Father must have his own thoughts on the matter. Besides, going out for a trial was something I had hoped for. Are you also worried about your older brother's abilities like outsiders are?"

  Drew hastily shook his head, looking at the young figure sitting cross-legged on the stone bed in front of him. In the Minotaur tribe, he was not considered tall, but only he knew how terrifyingly powerful this big brother in front of him actually was.

  In the entire Iron Hoof tribe, the one who truly understood Ye Han was not the instructor who taught him combat skills, nor his biological father, the leader of the Iron Hoof tribe, Lei Li, but rather his own younger brother, who was three years younger than him.

  Only he had truly seen the terrifying sight of his big brother taking action. That strong and almost unbelievable fighting skills, as well as that deep and immeasurable, completely un-ox-like terrifying calmness and wisdom.

  So often when hearing the various rumors about the genius of the Taego Tigers and the Rhein Lions from the Vermilion Imperial City, amidst the astonishment of outsiders, only Drew would secretly harbor doubts in his heart. They probably had never seen their own elder brother being so confident, otherwise they would also dare to call themselves geniuses? They probably had never seen what a true genius looks like?

  From his childhood to now, Drew has had a worshipful psychology towards his elder brother who is always different from the ordinary tribe. This worshipful feeling even surpasses his respect for his father, Reli, the leader of the Iron Hoof Tribe. In his heart, his elder brother can accomplish anything he wants to do; in his mind, there's probably nothing in this world that can stump his elder brother.

  Although not born of the same mother, Dru has had an extremely deep affection for his older half-brother since childhood. Only he has seen how Ye Han, who was weak and frail in his youth, took him to use those complex traps to hunt down ferocious beasts that ordinary people couldn't catch. And how, on the mountains surrounding Not Dry Mountain, they fought bloody battles with various powerful magical beasts. Understanding this, it's clear why Dru has such blind faith in Ye Han.

  In Drew's heart, Ye Han was a synonym for creating miracles. Moreover, since the age of eight, Ye Han had been secretly teaching Drew a strange martial art on Mount Notdry every day. It was a powerful combat technique that used breathing rhythms to attack opponents from all directions with his body. After four years, there has been some progress, and it is precisely because of this strange combat training that Drew's strength can grow at a speed far beyond that of ordinary peers, and now he can even fight against ordinary adult Minotaur warriors.

  If it weren't for Ye Han's dislike of Zhang Yang, Drew firmly believed that his elder brother would be the genius who would shock the entire Empire of Bimon!

  Seeing Drew's eyes seemed a bit dazed, Ye Han smiled and said: "Drew, is there anything else?"

  "Ah!" Drew exclaimed, hastily pulling out two stone boxes from behind him and saying: "Big brother, you want to leave, I don't care, but the martial arts you're currently practicing is still the most ordinary 'War Chant' in the tribe. Big brother, even if you want to leave, you must take these two sets of skills that I brought for you."

  "Huh?" Ye Han furrowed his brow, waved his hand, and the lids of two stone boxes were opened, revealing the names of two martial arts techniques inside.

  "Minotaur Twelve Totem War Cry", "Blood Flame Ten Directions"!

  "Could it be these two techniques?!"

  Ye Han's heart skipped a beat.

  In the Minotaur Empire of the Keltos, the Keltos Cow Clan occupies a very important position as one of the major forces. The ten tribes of the Cow Head People are the most important foundation for this position. In each of the ten tribes, there is a highest and most profound martial art. Among the Keltos Cow Heads, it is called the "Ten Great Battle Qi".

  Just like the Iron Hoof Tribe's "Minotaur Twelve Totem War Chakras", the Blood Imprint Tribe's "Blood Flame Ten-Sided War Chakras" are also among them, this is the highest ten skills in the entire Minotaur tribe. The power is astonishing and has been widely spread among people.

  Every Minotaur yearns to cultivate these ten great battle techniques, but those who truly receive the transmission are extremely few.

  It can be imagined how precious these ten great battles are!

  "Minotaur's Fury" is the highest ultimate skill in the tribe, and only the leader's lineage has been able to learn it. The Blood Flame Ten Directions Battle Skill is also the fundamental skill of the Blood Seal Tribe, kept secret and unspoken. Now that you've given me both books, how will you explain this later?

  Ye Han looked at his big and clumsy bull-headed younger brother, feeling both moved and helpless.

  As a half-human and Minotaur hybrid, although his status in the Iron Hoof tribe was still somewhat formal, he did not qualify to inherit the tribe leader's ultimate technique.

  And yet, as the next-generation heir of the Iron Hoof tribe, he would one day inherit the highest ultimate technique of the tribe. Who would have thought that he would steal this skill for himself? If I really learned it, it wouldn't be easy to explain later on.