165: Chapter 165 The Local Tyrants on the Coast

When the cruise ship finally sailed into the coastal waters, that legendary Land of Beginning appeared before their eyes with an almost oppressive presence.

Even though he had been mentally prepared, Qi Yun couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart.

It was too big.

As far as the eye could see, the coastline extended infinitely to both sides, with no end in sight. The shore was not a single type of terrain.

Many places had treacherous terrain and surging undercurrents, clearly unsuitable for large ships to approach.

Only a few places looked flat and potentially suitable for landing...

Those places either had stone defensive structures built on them, or showed clear signs of human activity, with figures of varying equipment and unkind gazes loitering on the shore or nearby vantage points.

Their stance was clear: "I own this road."

"It seems the welcome program for the Land of Beginning is being carried out quite systematically."

Xia Jin stood to the side with her arms crossed, her crimson eyes flashing with eager fighting spirit.

Qi Yun's gaze fixed on the middle section of the coastline, on an unusually wide and flat golden beach.

This beach stretched for several kilometers, with fine sand and a gentle slope.

Set against the surrounding cliffs or dangerous terrain guarded by others, this beach was practically a five-star landing spot.

It was too perfect.

Qi Yun could almost imagine the mindset of the person who set up this stage:

"Look, how safe and convenient this place is, come ashore here quickly!"

"Qi Yun, that beach..." Bai Yu also saw the problem and analyzed it calmly.

"The terrain is too open, with no defenses. But at the same time, because it is wide enough, the landing party also has sufficient reaction time and space to deploy. This looks like an open conspiracy."

"The people in ambush don't seem too worried about the strength of the landing parties, or rather, they are confident they can deal with those who come ashore under any circumstances."

"Confidence is a good thing. Overconfidence is just looking for death."

Qi Yun's tone was calm.

After the enhancement of the "miracle upgrade candy" and continuous combat integration, the average level of the 01 Tribe's core combat strength was now quite high, and their equipment and skills were no longer what they used to be.

Facing these local bullies who could only set ambushes on the coast to bully newcomers, he had enough confidence.

"Right there. Prepare to land." Qi Yun pointed to the golden beach.

"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison, quickly starting their final equipment checks and status adjustments.

The cruise ship adjusted its course, its silver-white hull cutting through the waves as it sailed toward the seemingly calm beach.

At the same time, they were not the only ship approaching on the surrounding sea.

About a dozen other ships of various sizes and materials were heading in that direction.

The cruise ship anchored and stopped about a hundred meters from the beach.

Qi Yun led everyone to land.

This golden beach was indeed very wide, and soon hundreds of people had gathered, coming from different ships, divided into a dozen Tribes of various sizes.

They were full of vigilance toward each other, noisy and chaotic.

Qi Yun took his people to occupy a relatively clean area and watched coldly from the sidelines.

Soon, heavy, undisguised footsteps came from the dense and eerie dark green jungle behind the beach.

About dozens of people, belonging to three clearly different factions, slowly walked out of the jungle from three directions.

They arrived at the edge of the beach, forming a loose semi-circle, subtly surrounding the hundreds of "newcomers" opposite them.

The group on the left was led by a Bald Strong Man with a face full of flab and a shiny bald head, his eyes fierce, grinning to reveal uneven yellow teeth.

Behind him followed twenty or so subordinates who were equally full of malice and had a motley assortment of equipment.

The group on the right was led by a tall and thin One-eyed Woman wearing tight leather armor with a black eye patch on her face, who was toying with two long, thin, poisoned daggers in her hands.

She kept scanning the crowd, and when she saw Qi Yun, her gaze noticeably paused, and she stuck out her tongue to lick her lips.

The group in the middle was led by a pale-faced, effeminate-looking young man.

As soon as these three groups appeared, the noisy sounds on the beach immediately quieted down.

"Damn it, bad luck! As soon as we arrive, we run into these dogs who like to block people!"

A man who had just gotten off the ship cursed in a low voice; he was followed by twenty or so brothers and appeared to be the leader of some small Tribe.

"Boss! They look tough!" someone nearby reminded him.

"What are you afraid of! We have so many people! Can we really be scared by a few dozen of them?"

Unease and restlessness spread among these newly arrived Tribe members.

At this moment, a thin man from a dilapidated wooden boat realized they were being ambushed and turned around to run toward the small boat!

"Swish—!" A sharp sound of breaking air rang out!

A black light shot out from behind the One-eyed Woman, instantly crossing dozens of meters and accurately piercing the back of the escaping man's head!

The man fell to the ground, twitched twice, and then went silent.

The beach fell instantly into deathly silence.

The One-eyed Woman laughed:

"Why run? The Land of Beginning welcomes every brave person, but it does not welcome deserters."

The Bald Strong Man stepped forward and slammed his serrated machete heavily onto the sandy ground, his voice carrying undisguised arrogance and threats:

"Listen up, all of you!"

"This beach belongs to our three families!"

"No matter who you were on the sea or on that broken island before, once you get here, if you are a dragon, you must coil; if you are a tiger, you must lie down!"

"Now, there are two paths—"

"Kneel down, swear allegiance, come with us, and be obedient from now on, and you will have something to eat."

"Or, become fertilizer to nourish this beach!"

Naked threats, undisguised malice.

Some of the timid or those who knew they were not strong enough among the small Tribes already had weak knees and were about to kneel.

But not everyone was intimidated.

"Bah! Are Tribes from the Land of Beginning so amazing?!"

The man from before suddenly stepped forward, his face full of anger and disdain:

"When I was roaming the East Sea with my men, you didn't even know which corner you were hiding in!"

"Just because you arrived at the Land of Beginning a few days earlier, you really think you're someone? To this day, you only dare to block us newcomers who just landed on the beach; I think that's all the potential you have! Trash!"

This remark was like a spark, instantly igniting the defiance and anger in the hearts of the other Tribes.

"Exactly! What are you acting so arrogant for! Are you that awesome?"

"Blocking the beach to bully newcomers, what kind of skill is that!"

"Brothers! We have more people! Let's join forces and take down these posers!"

The crowd was furious. Especially two or three larger Tribes, which had already begun to subtly press forward, assuming a combat stance.

Lies don't hurt people; the truth is the sharp blade.

The scar-faced man's remark, "To this day, you only dare to block newcomers on the beach," clearly struck a raw nerve for the Bald Strong Man, the One-eyed Woman, and the effeminate man.

The three of them's expressions instantly turned gloomy, especially the Bald Strong Man, whose eyes surged with fierce light.

"You're looking for death!"

The Bald Strong Man roared and, without further ado, charged straight at the scar-faced man!

The man clearly had some skills, shouted angrily, and instead of retreating, advanced, his arm muscles bulging, his skin instantly covered with a layer of grayish-brown rock texture, and he swung his fist to meet him!

"Boom!" Fist and blade collided, emitting a dull, loud sound.

The scar-faced man groaned, staggered back three steps, and cracks appeared on the rocky skin of his fist, oozing blood.

But the Bald Strong Man only swayed his body, grinned, and swung his blade to slash again!

"Chief!"

"Help the Chief!"

Seeing this, a dozen members immediately shouted and rushed up, greeting the Bald Strong Man with various weapons.

The Bald Strong Man laughed wildly, actually not dodging or avoiding, his serrated machete dancing into a scarlet whirlwind, forcibly taking the attacks of a dozen people, and slashing frantically!

In just two minutes.

"Puchi!" The blade light flashed.

A head full of unwillingness and astonishment flew high into the air; it was that man.

The Bald Strong Man grabbed the head with one hand, held it high, and scanned the surroundings with a cruel and violent light in his single eye.

"Who else wants to try?!"

"Kneel! Down!"

He slammed the head onto the sandy ground, making a muffled sound.

The remaining members looked at their Chief's head, eyes still wide in death, and then at the Bald Strong Man, who was like a demon god; their last bit of will to resist completely collapsed, and they all knelt down with thuds.