Hunting College

Time goes back three minutes.

Less than seven minutes before the end of the hunting competition, the huge, demon-like black shadow had not yet completely descended on the arena, but it had already outlined its terrifying figure.

Click, click, click.

A rush of trotting abruptly broke the tranquility of the lounge under the stands.

Li Meng held a brass telescope, panting, and barged in: "It's amazing, it's amazing... There's a big guy outside! That guy Zheng Qing is going to end!"

"Oh?"

The big beauty Su snorted lazily, put away the book in her hand, and tilted her head to look at the little witch: "Don't worry, speak slowly."

Li Meng was immediately taken prisoner by this tilted head.

"Zheng, Zheng Qing, there's a big, oversized monster..." The little witch blushed and stammered for a while before she straightened her tongue again: "I mean, there is an oversized monster outside. , one bite can eat up half of the arena... Zheng Qing's small hunting team can't put enough space between its teeth!"

Before he finished speaking, Li Meng felt a flower before his eyes.

Once again, she realized that she was being held by Su Shijun, standing on the edge of the stand. If the beautiful Su appeared on this occasion in normal times, it would have caused a riot, but now, the strange and huge statue under the stand. Existence attracted everyone's attention, so that no one noticed the new figure in this corner for a while.

At the top of the stand, the puppets were broadcasting the real-time battle situation in a gloating voice: "...We have good news and bad news... The good news is that there are still six minutes and thirty-four seconds before the end of the hunting competition, and the crime hunting team only has There's one last ghoul left to deal with... The bad news is that this one is a little bit bigger!"

"It counts as a ghoul?!"

Li Meng immediately caught the key words in the commentary, and immediately opened her eyes wide, looking at the deep darkness rolling in the arena in disbelief, completely unable to understand what this form had to do with ghouls.

Su Shijun squinted slightly, looked at the dark giant whose appearance gradually became clear in the field, and replied softly: "Mordigian...an ancient existence living in the Zul Baha Sar corpse, the **** of gloomy bones, the **** of food. The ghoul king... It would not be wrong to call him the last ghoul."

As if to make a footnote for the witch's explanation.

in the hunting ground.

The limbless devil-like giant waved the shadow tentacles all over his body, swaying the darkness that belongs to the void and the cold that belongs to death, roaring phrases that most of the classmates on the hunting ground could not understand:

"Zul Baha Thrall!"

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"Mordiggian..."

The soft and hot name was repeated in his mind, Zheng Qing seemed to be beside the fireplace, the chilling chill around him quietly retreated, and his frozen thoughts flowed again.

After returning to his senses, the young public fee subconsciously pressed the button on the pocket watch case.

click.

The case is opened to reveal the clear glass case. On the dial, the slender second hand is ticking unhurriedly, just like the long time since its birth.

There are still two minutes and fifty-five seconds until the end of the hunting competition.

Zheng Qing clearly remembered that the last time he looked at the dial, it was exactly three minutes before zero, and then they started running for their lives. In other words, it only took less than five seconds from the time they started to escape to the end of the entire army? !

The boy let out a sigh of relief, opened his arms, and lay on his back in the thick dust of the hunting ground, looking at the low clouds rolling over his head and the blurred and flickering light spots on the surrounding stands, he didn't want to move at all.

But after lying down for only a second, he realized that something seemed wrong.

Darkness did not completely leave the hunting grounds.

The puppets haven't announced the end of the tryouts either.

A garish mantra flashed above his head, like fireworks exploding one by one, and like the radiance that evaporated after the mantra was released.

But no one around cast spells ah?

The boy sat up in confusion, looked left and right, and saw thick black tentacles dancing vigorously around him, as if he was fighting some powerful opponent. From time to time, a few tentacles bend to a weird angle, and then a few 'fireworks' explode near that angle.

The young wizard raised his eyebrows slowly, as if realizing something.

He raised the law book carefully.

Before he could open his mouth, a spell rushed out of the page and smashed into those huge black tentacles—Zheng Qing dared to point to Mr. The last few auxiliary magics were cast—but looking at the appearance of those black tentacles, it seemed as if they had been hit by a forbidden spell. They became tattered in an instant under the curse light. The ground twisted like a dying worm, and then sank silently into the ground.

The wizard's mouth twitched.

"Excessive."

He felt a little hot on his face - from the last conscience of a decent person - and he murmured, "I only have a few binding spells in my book... it can't be so powerful..."

boom! boom! boom!

The answer to him was the increasingly shining curse light in mid-air and the increasingly fierce magic fluctuations around him. Zheng Qing had reason to believe that if he was in the stands, he would have no reason to doubt that under such an intense 'battle situation', standing in a daze. Disappointed young man.

The 'conscience' condemnation is awkward and lengthy.

The battle seemed extremely short.

"duang!"

When the pointer fell at zero, the thick bell echoed over the arena, and the darkness over the shrouded hunting ground and the huge and terrifying figure seemed to have been casted by an immobilization spell, and instantly solidified.

The next second, as if erased by an eraser, the huge shadow dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Also disappearing is the barrier that shrouded the hunting ground. The deafening noise in the stands accompanied by the fresh air pouring into the hunting ground frantically. Almost everyone was screaming, applauding and applauding.

"incredible!"

The strange and sharp voice of the puppet reappeared in the ears of the young public: "Unbelievable ending! The crime hunting team managed to last until the last second! ... Although they only have the last hunter left ... but In the eyes of any observer, this is an almost impossible task!"

Immediately, its voice was drowned out by a louder sound.

Because after the hunting game was over and the dark shadows in the hunting ground receded, the young wizards in the stands finally found Su Shijun standing in the corner of the stand watching silently.

"Sushi Jun!"

"Sushi Jun!"

"Sushi Jun!"

In a twinkling of an eye, the audience who were cheering for the victory of the crime one second, decisively changed their position the next second, and called out the name of the beauty of Su in a neat and rhythmic manner, making Zheng Qing feel an illusion, as if tonight. This is not a hunting competition, but Su Shijun's personal show.