Hunting College

Fighting dead ghouls and living ghouls is not as exciting as you might think.

Zheng Qing looked at the thin and naked creatures, stumbling across the gray loess between the hunting grounds, as if a group of old-fashioned uncles were going to fight in groups, their movements were slow and slow.

They hold the murmur that is unique to the ghouls in the dreamland, pushing and cursing each other, the rubber-like flesh is full of toughness under the fangs and claws of the same kind, and the stench is mixed with the smell of corpses. Spreading over the entire hunting ground, for a moment, Zheng Qing felt that the real weapons of the ghouls were not their claws, but their breath.

"I'm Ma Xuanhuang!"

"I'm horse huhui 隤 tui!"

"I'm stunned!"

Zheng Qing, Xiao Xiao, and Zhang Jixin were guarding Mr. Vampire Werewolf who controlled the corpse group. They raised the handbook and recited the enhanced version of the 'Soft Leg Curse' staggered and neatly. on the prey.

The pale yellow curse lights were nested within each other, and they fell one after another. Many ghouls couldn't escape, and slumped into the loess, causing huge trouble to their companions.

"The wolf has its hu, and Zai has its tail!"

The 'Chaos Curse' that followed aggravated their difficulties. A large number of ghouls swirled around like flies without their heads. From time to time, a few unlucky ones stepped on their left feet and fell to the ground.

The successive spell attacks quickly disrupted the simple tactical organization of the ghouls. On the contrary, because of the unified 'brain', the corpse group controlled by the wizard could easily divide the chaotic ghoul group into dozens of parts. lost its greatest advantage.

"I think we seem to have made a small mistake." Xiao Xiao suddenly spoke, stopped the chaos spell that was being released, and put away the book.

"what?"

The young public fee student vigilantly looked at the situation on the battlefield, and while asking back questions, silently estimated the time in his heart. According to previous calculations, there should be 512 ghouls in the tenth batch. Zheng Qing didn’t count them deliberately—in fact, he didn’t have time to count them slowly—as opposed to the ghouls dominated by Dylan. There are five hundred and eleven ghost corpses.

Almost one to one.

The extra end was crushed by the blue **** who were hunting around the hunting ground as soon as it entered the arena, and plunged into the loess. If it wasn't for Dylan's limited ability to control, I'm afraid that just by fighting more and more men, he would be able to last until the end of today's hunting competition.

"The soft leg spell may cause them less trouble than we expected."

The one who spoke was Zhang Jixin. On the hunting ground, he always showed unexpected sharpness, in stark contrast to his usual roughness: "...If you pay a little attention, you can find that ghouls are more agile when they crawl than when they walk."

"I missed that."

Xiao Xiao followed closely and briefly analyzed: "Dreamland ghouls live in underground caves all the year round, and the time they spend in the tomb passage in their lives is far more than the time they spend walking on two legs."

Without needing more explanation from his companions, Zheng Qing was a little more attentive, and saw several ghouls who had thrown themselves into the loess were twisting their bodies, crawling fast on the chaotic hunting ground at a speed far exceeding the previous agility. .

It's not just wizards who have noticed this.

Soon, more and more ghouls voluntarily fell to the ground, specializing in the corpses going down three roads. Dylan's 'army' suffered battle damage at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The Great Wind Mantra, three paragraphs!"

Without any hesitation, Zheng Qing immediately ordered and raised the handbook at the same time: "The bandit wind is blowing! The wind blows and the wind blows!"

"The bandit wind is blowing! The wind blows at the end!" Xiao Xiao unfolded his new scroll of bamboo slips, and easily followed the rhythm of his own captain.

The red-faced wizard was a few seconds late, but because of the ready-made spells, the delay was not obvious: "Who will return to the west? The wind and the haze!"

Small winds jumped out of the void, entangled with each other and jumped for joy. In a short while, they gathered into a huge storm, which swept across the hunting ground violently and quickly, sweeping up the thick loess on the ground and raising turbid dust. After a short period of time, the hunting ground with a wide field of vision turned into chaos, and when people were in it, they could not see anything three to five meters away.

"There are four directions, and it is bright!"

Zheng Qing first added a monitoring spell, naked eyes appeared out of thin air in the little three talent formation, filtered through the yellow dust, and projected every detail of the entire hunting ground.

Immediately afterwards, he issued the third order in a short period of time: "Mimai curse, three paragraphs! ... Prepare... Xingmai, the center shakes!"

"Walking is extravagant, the center is drunk!"

"Walking is extravagant, the center is like choking!"

Xiao Xiao and Zhang Jixin released the other two parts of the spell at almost the same time. The slightly reddish light of the spell penetrated into the yellow dust swept up by the wind, pervasive like flowing water. In the strong wind, some ghouls who had lost their sense of direction were attacked by the new curse light, and their faces showed a trance. The paws wanted to crawl forward, but they rolled like a drunk.

With the help of the wizards, the corpse group gradually regained the upper hand.

"Okay."

Mr. Vampire Werewolf, who hadn't made a sound for a long time, opened his eyes, and his voice sounded a little tired: "Everyone, let's accept the spell... There may be a few fish that slip through the net, just leave it to the swordsman."

Zheng Qing nodded slightly, took out a blue bird talisman from the gray cloth bag, whispered a few words, and threw it out with his backhand.

The cyan streamer flashed away and disappeared into Huang Chengcheng's world. After a while, a familiar whistle sounded in the depths of Huang Chen, indicating that Lanque had received the summons.

"How long?"

Only then did the young public fee feel relieved. UU reading www.uukanshu.com consumed a large amount of mana in a short period of time, making him feel a little dizzy, so he simply sat on the ground.

Others have also seized the time to adjust the magic.

"One hour forty-seven minutes and thirty-six seconds."

Dr. Xiao Da gave a very precise number while speed-matching the magic potion with the ingredients prepared in advance: "The time interval between the first few rounds is one to five minutes, but with the passage of time and the scale of the tide hunting, this The interval is slowly lengthening... On average, each tide hunt is about ten minutes apart... I think there should be three or four more rounds before the end."

Although the puppeteer repeatedly emphasized that the longer the persistence time, the higher the winning rate, but it does not mean that the hunting time will be extended indefinitely. Taking into account the next day's class and the mental capacity of the young wizards, the six-day trials from the 10th to the 15th will start at 9:00 p.m. every night and end in the early morning, lasting three hours.

The hunting team participating in the selection only needs to stick to it for as long as possible during these three hours.

But from the current situation, this is very difficult.