Chapter 803: Chapter 803

The stadium was in chaos.

The Black man was so irritable that people around him naturally moved away, but he was quickly grabbed back by a few people.

They were the companions of this Black man!

Among them was a Black girl with dreadlocks, running while grabbing people and then throwing them to the Black man like passing a ball.

Despite her small stature, probably only eighteen or nineteen, a grown man of over a hundred pounds was like a balloon in her hands.

The Black girl was lively, wearing a pair of frayed denim shorts that were so short, some of her buttocks were visible, and a tight sports vest on her upper body with her midriff painted with colorful designs, extending to paintings on her shoulders, one could imagine her entire back was covered with patterns.

Okocha caught the person thrown by Apes and, with a strong swing of his arms like launching a grenade tube, hurled them towards those trying to block the paintball.

His intention was clear, to reduce the number of competitors.

"Huang Jinxiang, protect the Lady Boss!"

Lin Baici was not one to take things lying down; he pushed Han Suying to Huang Jinxiang and dashed forward, grabbing a male competitor, ready to smash him towards Okocha.

Quan Sangin and Huang Jinxiang were terrified when they saw this and hurriedly shouted to stop him.

Kim Jinsoo was also shouting, "That Black man is named Okocha, he’s from the Yellowstone Group!"

"God Lin, that feathered woman is the Great Shaman of Yellowstone, Dragon Level, not someone you can afford to provoke!"

Huang Jinxiang saw the woman next to the Black man and his hair stood on end in fear.

He regretted coming here!

"Brother Lin, don’t be rash!"

Li Yintong gasped for air, wanting to pull Lin Baici’s arm and even thought about throwing a person to intercept Lin Baici’s human bomb.

Lin Baici had only been a God Hunter for half a year, a complete newbie, but they were not, so they recognized the Great Shaman, a world-renowned Dragon Level magnate, at a glance.

She appeared to be in her thirties, possibly forties, with a healthy bronze complexion not from tanning, but natural.

It was said this Great Shaman was one of the remaining Native Americans.

She wore a colorful feathered eagle head-dress on her head, deerskin shirt, and pants, with brown bear fur boots on her feet.

She donned a cloak styled like a raincoat, painted with various mysterious and eerie symbols using natural pigments, and wore a necklace made from various fierce animal teeth around her neck.

In Gwangju, it was the height of summer, and it was very hot, but the Great Shaman wore such thick clothes without sweating at all.

She had seven members in her group, but none protected her, because when the round paintball fell from the ceiling, about to hit her, it got pinched by an invisible force and exploded, and the scattered paint seemed blocked by an invisible wall.

None got on her at all.

Lin Baici didn’t know who this woman was, but seeing her aura, he knew she was not to be trifled with. Yet, what of it?

Since his debut, Lin Baici had been continuously victorious and didn’t even know the meaning of fear!

So he grabbed that human, didn’t smash the Black man, but instead hurled him at the Great Shaman.

The four people from Huang Jinxiang’s group were instantly stupefied.

Why provoke the Great Shaman?

You could have fought back against that Black man since he struck first, but this move now could lead to death!

Sure enough, as soon as Lin Baici acted, those who were playing around immediately stared over and collectively hurled their human bombs at the one flying towards the Great Shaman.

These unfortunate ones were directly knocked unconscious.

Six pairs of eyes, like bloodthirsty giant wolves of the wasteland, fixed on Lin Baici, as if they could bite the flesh from his bones.

Quan Sangin and Kim Jinsoo instinctively dodged aside, distancing themselves from Lin Baici, signaling with their body language that they were uninvolved.

Huang Jinxiang stood still.

Li Yintong saw Kim Myungjin unhesitatingly stand beside Lin Baici, so she also went over.

This is the Great Shaman of Yellowstone!

Tai Mei felt like she was going crazy!

Could it be that she had really fallen for Lin Baici? Otherwise, why would she offend the Great Shaman for him?

Was it because Lee’s roast goose didn’t taste good, or was it that the pork knuckle rice at the tea restaurant was too delicious?

"Brother Lin, you’ve got big trouble now!"

Lin Baici didn’t even glance at Tai Mei; he pushed her aside and looked at the Great Shaman.

She’s pretty good-looking!

Especially the red and white stripes painted on her face with oil paint, full of wild beauty.

Lin Baici felt his aesthetics were quite normal; he couldn’t appreciate many Western female celebrities who were highly praised by others, but this Great Shaman had a kind of beauty that transcended race.

More than just her appearance, it was a beauty of intellect and wisdom, like seeing a painting by a master artist.

That kind of essence that hit you made you want to explore it.

Lin Baici was full of fighting spirit, tough as they come, but when those pitch-black eyes of the Great Shaman looked over, his momentum faltered.

Okocha cursed and was about to attack Lin Baici.

The Great Shaman scolded, glanced at Lin Baici, and continued to focus solemnly on the shell in her right hand, already polished from handling.

Okocha bowed and, after glaring intensely at Lin Baici, continued to attack others.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"The Great Shaman is quite nice actually!"

Quan Sangin was surprised, "Who said that the Great Shaman of Yellowstone loves collecting scalps?"

Li Yintong speechlessly responded, "It’s the Americans who like to collect scalps!"

"I heard this Great Shaman is skilled in witchcraft. God Lin, you checked yourself, haven’t been hexed, have you?"

Huang Jinxiang worried, grabbing a meat shield that he used as an umbrella to protect Lin Baici from spherical paintballs.

Curious, Lin Baici prepared to take out the Paramour Pliers from his backpack and clip them to his waist.

The other party was over thirty years old, an age at which the pliers could be effective.

"Alexandra Shakira, Dragon Level from North America."

Quan Sangin now believed more that Lin Baici was a newcomer, as in the God Hunter Circle, no one didn’t know the name of this Great Shaman.

Such an excellent performance by a newcomer; the Jiuzhou Security Bureau really picked up a treasure.

"God Lin, don’t be discouraged, in a few years, you too can advance to Dragon Level!"

Kim Jinsoo sucked up.

"Few years? Look down on who?"

Kim Myungjin pursed his lips, "Next year, that’s it!"

[Don’t be deceived by his robust physique; he is a man of both wisdom and brute force!]

[His body is naturally suited for hunting in the wild!]

Eater God commented, referring to Okocha.

[Shakira, a meal that’s both good-looking and delicious in North American flavor.]

[This kind of prey, only the top predators are qualified to enjoy!] The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the novel⁂fire.net

[However, it is recommended here to domesticate her and make her your hunting dog!]

[Likes collecting shells, watching the stars, and listening to dad’s stories!]

This last comment, why does it sound so girlish?

As for the hunting dog thing, Lin Baici dared not even think about it. Making a joke, this was a Dragon Level.

The Great Shaman played with a shell and suddenly stopped, looked up, and gazed at Lin Baici.

She always felt like he saw right through her.

Moreover, he must have an ancient sacrificial artifact on him.

In the stadium, some people were protecting themselves, but a few, like Okocha, chose to attack others, trying to eliminate some competitors in this round.

After three minutes of spherical paintball shooting, it finally stopped.

In the stadium, contestants lay scattered, and many were injured.

A sharp sound of electricity followed, then the broadcast sounded.

"Anyone hit by the paintball is eliminated, please leave the field within five minutes!"

"Congratulations everyone, you passed the first round of the big challenge!"

"Take a short break, and then the second round will begin!"

Although many had guessed the result, many were still upset, muttering discontentedly.

Next came interview time, and the reporters entered, but they rushed towards Lin Baici and Kim Myungjin, clearly having had their eyes on them.

Handsome men and beautiful women, obviously more topical and able to boost ratings.

"Is that the end of the first challenge?"

The Lady Boss was still a bit confused.

"Oppa, how do you feel about passing the first round smoothly!"

"Oppa, is this lady your girlfriend?"

"Have you been a trainee before?"

Several microphones were extended towards Lin Baici.

Lin Baici was fretting over how to deal with these reporters when the black man, Okocha, came over, extended his arms, and pushed the reporters away.

"The Great Shaman requests a word!"

Okocha’s voice was rough and harsh.

Li Yintong looked at the man nearly twice her height, who seemed like a huge gorilla,

Brother Lin’s holy sword was probably not as big as his, but Brother Lin surely had better stamina.

Tai Mei couldn’t help but wanted to see the two compare.

Okocha frowned, if it were someone else, he would have resorted to violence and carried the person away like a picked chicken, but his instincts told him, this man was formidable.

"God Lin, it doesn’t hurt to talk for a bit, don’t easily offend such a magnate!"

Huang Jinxiang persuaded, genuinely concerned for Lin Baici.

Yintong also wanted to say something, then she heard a familiar shouting.

In a blue tracksuit, Xia Hongyao ran over, her black hair tied into a high ponytail, bouncing lively.

The nearby men’s eyes landed on Xia Hongyao’s chest.

The tracksuit was loose, but it was still stretched tight by Xiong Da, leaving nothing hidden.

This is definitely a D!

Xiba really wanted to look under the tracksuit.

Xia Hongyao ran over, "Qingqiu said you guys would definitely come to the challenge, and here you are!"

Thanks to these reporters, who collectively approached Lin Baici and Kim Myungjin for interviews, it saved Xia Hongyao the effort of looking for them.

"Has everyone been okay during this period?"

Xia Hongyao eyed Kim Myungjin; as team leader, she still had to care about her team members’ health!

Okocha was ignored and was quite dissatisfied, stretching his hand to grab Xia Hongyao’s head.