Hunting College

"RULE, NO.3, stick to the last hunting team, and have a chance to meet the dawn of victory!"

"Now!"

"Cheer! Rejoice! Die!"

"Release your shallow and bright desires unscrupulously in this world where illusion and reality are superimposed!"

"Every ray of aura you shattered in the dreamland will become the nutrients for the growth of ignorant life!"

"Every drop of blood you spill on the field will turn into the cheering saliva of the guests in the stands!"

"What's the positive point of all this if someone asks?"

"No!"

"Death is the greatest meaning of hunting! Fighting is the only true meaning of hunting!"

"The last voice on the hunting ground has only eight words—"

"Broken bamboo, continue bamboo, fly soil, chase meat!"

Accompanied by the hoarse shouts of the puppets, the drums responded like a hurricane. It stretched its slender cane down the stage, and its eyes were full of encouragement: "Let's shout together—"

The hunters in the hall looked at each other, and after a long while, someone shouted intermittently: "Broken bamboo, continue bamboo, fly soil, chase meat!"

"It's not loud enough!"

The puppeteer, annoyed, as if annoyed by the young wizards wasting the atmosphere it created, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, the rapid drum beat again, and then it repeated its previous movements: "Let's shout together—"

"Broken bamboo, continue bamboo, fly soil, chase meat!"

This time, the hunters in the audience all shouted in cooperation.

The puppet man nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and pressed it, the background sounds disappeared, and the whole hall fell into a dead silence. It bowed slightly in thanks, and Zheng Qing vaguely heard it whisper like a whisper:

"Although I'm just a puppet, I occasionally dream..."

The white mist swept in from all directions, and in an instant, it drowned the puppet bowing and exiting, the rostrum under its feet, and the figures of the forty-seven hunting teams around the rostrum.

Except for the seven hunters of the crime hunting team, Zheng Qing could never see any other figures.

"alert!"

The captain of the crime hunting team roared, backhanded the talisman hanging on his waist, and looked around vigilantly; almost at the same time, the seven hunters of the crime occupied their respective positions and launched a seven-pointed star battle formation.

In the next second, the mist trembled and cut a long and narrow corridor in the mist.

At the end of the corridor, there is an exit like a tiny spot of light.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath, holding the law book, carrying the talisman gun, and walked into the corridor first. Jiang Yu followed closely, then Xiao Xiao, Fatty, Blue Sparrow, and Dylan.

Zhang Jixin, as another main hunter of the hunting team, took the initiative to stay in the last line.

At the end of the fog, there is a small door.

Behind the door, is a cheering world.

Zheng Qing raised his head, and the surrounding high stands were filled with blurred figures and brightly colored flags. The sky is covered with thick clouds, no trace of sunlight can be seen, and the foot is dry loess. When you step on it, you will have a deep footprint.

"This is our hunting ground today."

Zheng Qing judged, and he was inexplicably relieved. Compared with all difficulties, the unknown is the most terrifying one. Now that he is standing in the hunting ground, the young public fee student has a little bit of expectations for today's opponent: "Forty-seven hunting teams, forty-seven hunting grounds... That is to say, the audience in the stands are now watching. Are we to blame?"

Looking at those dense figures, the wizard suddenly became much more refreshed.

"Why can't we see the audience on the stage?" Fatty Xin built the pergola, squinted and looked around, while complaining: "There won't be dummies in there... I didn't see it clearly when the puppet was demonstrated before. ."

"It's not a dummy." Jiang Yu's slightly cold voice suddenly came from beside him: "You can tell it apart if you listen carefully."

Zheng Qing narrowed his eyes and carefully distinguished for a moment.

Gradually, the smile on his face hardened. Because in the stands, those small voices slowly regrouped in his auricles, converging little by little into the same word——

Su Shijun.

Most of the co-authors came to see Su Shijun?

The captain of the sin hunting team thought indignantly, but had to admit that compared with the relatively unknown sin, the "box office" appeal of Su Damei was obviously stronger.

"It may also be because of the location." The wizard smiled reluctantly, and said with the mud: "Like when we watched the hunting game in the stands last year, we used telescopes. Now if we want to see the stands, we should also use telescopes... Dr. ,What do you think?"

"Me? I don't have any ideas." Xiao Xiao looked absent-mindedly and thoughtfully: "...I just suddenly felt that the arrangement of the student union this time was very clever."

"How do you say?" Mr. Vampire Werewolf asked with great interest.

"Arranging the game in Dreamland can not only save a lot of resources, but also prevent riots in the stands." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and reminded: "You will not forget what happened in the school hunting competition last year. Accident."

He said this, Zheng Qing suddenly remembered the brief conflict between Alpha and Jiuyou Academy in last year's school hunting competition - the previous Lei Zhe and Augustus stepped down, it is said that it was because of the aftermath of that conflict.

And if the hunting competition is arranged in the dreamland, even if Jiuyou and Alpha's extremists cause trouble again, at best, it is a fight in a dream, and the wasted energy is not even comparable to a higher magic consumption.

"Clever indeed."

Zheng Qing nodded in agreement: "For the sake of safety in all aspects, the student union has really worked hard... I wonder if the finals will also be arranged in a dreamland."

"Certainly not."

This time, it was Zhang Jixin who joined the chat, and the red-faced wizard denied his captain's guess with a positive tone: "In addition to the general audience in the finals of the school hunting party, there are also senior officials of the alliance, alien envoys and representatives of many wizarding organizations... And after all, there are subtle differences between real hunting and fantasy, even for the reputation of the first university, the student union will not do that."

"Duang!"

A deafening roar suddenly sounded over the hunting ground~www.readwn.com~, interrupting the chat between the hunters and suppressing the uproar and confusion in the stands.

"ladies and gentlemen!"

"And the sneaky guests in the stands!"

The familiar voice of the puppet man rang in Zheng Qing's ears, and shouted in his exaggerated tone: "The first trial of the No. 35 hunting ground of the school hunting club is about to start! The owner of this hunting ground has already appeared in you. Right in front of you! Let's call his name together—"

"Sushi Jun!"

"Sushi Jun!"

"Sushi Jun!"

There was an overwhelming cheer from the stands, Zheng Qing, who was listening directly, rolled his eyes, and even the puppet who presided over the hunting competition was stunned, a little bit out of step with the rhythm of the public.