Monster Hunting High School

"Stand up quickly!"

"You are the leader of the hunting team! You must stand up!"

"There are monkey monsters in front of us and wolves behind us. We must do something!"

"Stand up quickly!!"

These sounds seemed to come from far away, noisy, and pulled Zheng Qing's nearly collapsed thoughts from falling downwards.

He tried hard to remember, thinking about these familiar voices.

It seemed like a long time, and then it seemed like an instant.

Zheng Qing suddenly raised his head. Although his dim eyes were still empty, his expression had become much calmer.

"Stand up quickly! What should we do next?!" Zhang Jixin's anxious shouts were still echoing around, magically injecting a lot of motivation into Zheng Qing's heart.

The captain of the Exoneration Hunting Team struggled to stand up and looked around.

On a small hill not far away, two monkey monsters were waving thick wooden sticks and beating the remaining magic traces on the top of the mountain, leaving ugly pits and splashing pieces of soil.

Zheng Qing's eyes dimmed and he turned away.

More than a dozen gray wolf monsters, led by three big black wolves, patrolled at the foot of the hill, watching the two uninvited guests wielding wooden sticks. The remaining wolf monsters, under the command of the White Wolf King, slowly built a blockade, moving from far to near, slowly tightening the encirclement.

Zhang Jixin, Xin, and the two-headed Minotaur formed a standard triangular defense formation, surrounding Zheng Qing in the middle, trying their best to resist the wolf demons attacking in turn. Even Zhang Jixin's flying centipede was darting around, attacking every demon that came near.

His thinking ability quickly returned to his brain, and Zheng Qing felt that his consciousness was now particularly clear.

He was keenly aware of many details that he had ignored before - such as the group of wolf monsters fighting and retreating, and using bait to lure young hunters to advance; and for example, the wolf monsters that gradually disappeared during the retreat should be They took a detour to outflank the hunting team's retreat; and the two monkey demons, after smashing the talisman array, kept grinding and chirping on the top of the mountain, dragging two big wooden sticks and smashing them everywhere, but they still refused to get close to the wolves.

Compared to him, the remaining two members of the hunting team are obviously in more reliable condition. Because Fatty Xin was in the giant state, his state of mind has always been very stable; Zhang Jixin also restrained his violent temper. Although he still looked like he was gnashing his teeth, he did not get carried away by anger, but strictly implemented defensive tactics and never Take the plunge.

This made the captain of the Exoneration Hunting Team feel very ashamed.

"With Fatty Lan as the center, continue to move closer to the hill." Zheng Qing said in a hoarse voice: "After the Minotaur is pressed, pay attention to safety."

Without waiting for his companions to question, he immediately explained: "The monkey demon and the wolf demon are obviously on guard against each other. This is our only chance... Judging from the habits of the demons, the peace between them is very fragile."

"We are dancing on the tip of a knife." The fat man muttered in a low voice, and the rumbling sound was like thunder.

Zhang Jixin gritted his teeth and said nothing, but nodded fiercely. There was a snow-white towel tied around his forearm, but at this moment, the towel was stained red with blood. 【… * # Fastest update】

"Are you injured?" Zheng Qing looked at the red handkerchief and asked in a low voice: "What level? Have you removed the poison?"

"Level 1. I just got touched twice by the paws of those wolf cubs, and I can still hold on for a while." Zhang Jixin shook his head and said harshly: "You just need a little stimulation... It doesn't matter if it's a little later."

Zheng Qing nodded and said no more.

He is no longer a newcomer to the wizarding world, and he no longer looks down upon bites and scratches from monsters, and is no longer as afraid of them as a tiger.

According to the Wizarding Alliance's "Level 3 Monster Damage Classification" in the "Wizard World Encyclopedia", scratches and bites from ordinary wild monsters, as well as scratches from high-level monsters, belong to first-level monster damage, and the monster poison received The invasion is very mild and can be completely resolved by external application or internal medicine, transport of qi and blood, etc.

The bites of the Wild Demon King and high-level demons are second-level demon injuries. The wizard will be moderately poisoned by this attack, but as long as it is treated by a professional therapist and properly nursed back to health, there will be no sequelae.

Only wizards infected by the gift of heart-blood - that is, the third level of demon damage in the classification - will still have a conversion rate of more than 99% even after being rescued by a therapist.

The so-called gift of blood is an evil ritual in which the demon cuts open the wizard's heart and drips his own demon blood into the wizard's heart. The vast majority of transformed wizards have fallen in this way.

The monsters used in regular hunting competitions have been carefully screened and screened by the hunting committee, and there will be no monsters that can use the gifts of hard work. Therefore, even if a hunter is scratched or bitten by a demon in the hunting ground, his life will not be in danger.

"Oh, Shete!" The fat man suddenly cursed loudly.

"Is there something going on?" Zheng Qing raised his hand and used his slingshot to shoot out a few talisman bullets. After forcing several approaching wolf monsters back, he immediately raised his head and looked at the blue giant.

"Some more guys are coming outside." Big Blue waved the wooden stick vigorously and growled: "Do you still have the moving spell? I think we'd better move our position."

Zheng Qing raised his head and looked into the distance.

Even without the height of Big Blue, he quickly noticed some strange movements on the edge of the grass field.

The wolf demons who were originally scattered around the periphery seemed to have been frightened. They jumped out of the grass nest where they were hiding and ran in the direction of the White Wolf King in panic.

Several black-skinned pig demons that were comparable to small elephants stared with bright red eyes and two thick white fangs. They roared and ran rampant, driving several wolf demons into disgrace.

Zheng Qing's face became increasingly ugly.

"The distance of the movement spell is limited, and there are still many ambushing monsters around," he paused and added: "Instead of running away blindly, it is better to stay here temporarily... The eye of the storm is safer than the edge."

Just as he said, the arrival of the monkey demon and pig demon caused most of the wolf demons to focus on their competitors. The pressure on the young hunters trapped in the center by the monsters was much less.

These monsters with a little intelligence are not fools.

No one would risk losing a few good teeth to make wedding clothes for someone else.

"Chirp!"

The shrill chirping of birds came from overhead.

Zheng Qing suddenly raised his head and saw a group of flat-haired beasts with red eyes and gray feathers hanging in the air, spreading their wings and beating Fatty Lan on the head.

It's a group of sparrow monsters.

It seems to be a sparrow-derived demon. However, compared with ordinary sparrows, each of these sparrow monsters is comparable to a pigeon. But even so, these guys with flapping wings looked no different from flies in front of Fatty Lan.

It's still about the size of sesame seeds and mung beans.

Just a little noisy.

Before the fat man could reach out his hand to drive them away, a pink tongue suddenly popped out of the void, and with just one roll, he pulled a sparrow demon back into his mouth.

"Gu Gu! Gu Gu!!"

A round, flower-skinned frog poked its head out from mid-air, its mouth wriggled, and it looked greedily at the group of sparrow monsters. But immediately, it was frightened by the strong demonic energy that crisscrossed the surroundings. It kicked off its short legs and retracted into the void again.

"Where did the flying frog come from?!" Fatty Lan scratched his head, his mind a little confused.

"The wolf stalks its beard and stalks its tail!"

A chanting mantra suddenly came from the northwest and fell clearly on the ears of everyone in the Exoneration Hunting Team.