Chapter 40

The sun had risen halfway up the mountain, but there was still no one at the entrance, and the people in the stands were restless, so all kinds of slanders began to spread on the court, and the whole venue became chaotic. The crowd on the high platform also frowned. It is reasonable to say that someone should have arrived. Why has there been no movement? Even so, Lin xuanxi was too lazy to stop and still sat leisurely.

Chen Yuanbai and Li Shisong also looked calm. A scene fell into Wu Tianjie's eyes, which made Wu Tianjie wonder and worry.

"Come on, look" I don't know who shouted and saw the entrance. Once there was a real figure, dressed in black, bold and ferocious, coming slowly step by step. Who else could it be, not Xiao Wuji? The shouting sound that had been suppressed for a long time on the field was immediately vented, and it was like thunder for a time. On the high platform, Xiao pengtian, the stronghold leader of Xiao family stronghold, looked at Xiao Wuji without expression. He didn't respond. He didn't seem to be from the Xiao family.

In fact, Xiaojia village has always been a strange existence in Qingyun town. First of all, it is not named after the village. The layout of Xiaojia village looks like an iron bucket from the outside. It is easy to defend and difficult to attack. The stockade is surrounded by a high wall, and the crossbows and arrows on the wall are made of all kinds of Tieyun fir.

Moreover, the Xiao family doesn't like foreign affairs and is bent on pursuing the cultivation of martial arts. Its cruelty is unimaginable. There will be trials within the family every year, and many children will die prematurely in the trials. However, the Xiao family still develops like this year after year. People eliminated from the martial arts can only be related to other industries of the family, which has nothing to do with the martial arts, Wholeheartedly support others to continue their cultivation.

In other words, besides the mysterious owner of Qingyun Town, the most powerful one in Qingyun town is xiaojiazhai. The biggest gang in Qingyun town is Qingyun stronghold, which wants to rob Wujiazhuang a few days ago. For so many years, the only one who dared not move was Xiao Jiazhai. All along, the Xiao family has been a strong leader in the hunting competition. The winners of almost every session are the Xiao family, but the Xiao family has never settled in Qingyun Town, and none of the courtyards they have obtained have been leased out.

Wu Feiming's face is a little heavy. Looking at the lonely figure in the square, Xiao Wuji looks like the rise of the Wu family is not so smooth.

Xiao traceless walked slowly to the platform in the center of the scene. Under the attention of the people, he showed the empty Ming ring on his right hand. With a flash of light, a small pile of colorful Lingjing fell out of the empty Ming ring. Suddenly, a sound of air-conditioning sounded in the whole audience.

Each contestant, before departure, has cleaned up the storage device in his hand, so there will be no element of fraud.

The eyes on the whole platform also brightened. Originally, there was a relaxed atmosphere. For a time, they began to be nervous. Xiao Wuji quietly waited for Lin Jianling's inventory. Before long, the data were counted: 24 secondary Lingjing and three tertiary Lingjing. As soon as the results were announced, the people in the stands were boiling up, especially the young generation of the Xiao family. The and worship from the bottom of their heart was unstoppable.

Not long after this data was released, people began to appear at the originally deserted entrance. The first to enter was the iron faced Chen and Li family, followed by a group of people led by Lin xuanke. Before long, the field was full of young talents participating in the hunting competition, but they obviously had a rough time these days, Some people were seriously injured in the fight with monsters. It can be seen from their pale faces, but most people still have nothing important.

According to the statistics of those who came one by one, the three people in Wujiazhuang have not seen a trace now. Lin xuanke has 18 level-2 Lingjing and Chen Yuqin has 18. Neither side has won level-3 Lingjing. Most of the others, except Li Tianyou's double-digit Lingjing, are only a few. Shen Peng is the most. He lingers for a long time and only takes out one Lingjing, which is still level-1. He thought it was humiliating enough. He didn't know until half a ring. It was the harvest of the three of them. Lin Jianling was speechless. The goods are also of martial arts level.

As the time approached noon, other contestants came one after another. Among them, Wu Lei appeared, his face was unkempt, his right arm was drooping, and the harvest was good. Eight Lingjing were for him who was a new martial artist. The result is already very proud. Wu Feiming quickly sent someone to treat Wu Lei and let him rest.

After a long time, suddenly everyone's eyes brushed together and saw the entrance. A man was crawling towards the field bit by bit. His clothes had already been broken and his knees were blurred. However, the boy was still slow and moving forward with his greatest strength.

The field has long been quiet. The needle can be heard. Wu Feiming rushes up like flying. It's no one else. He really loves and hates Wu Ziming. The people in Wujiazhuang on the stand were stunned. Or the cowardly Wu Ziming at the beginning?

When Wu Ziming took out 15 spirit crystals. What a difficult thing for a man in the middle of martial arts. He was immediately submerged by the mountain and tsunami. He gave it to the resolute young Wu Tianjie, and his face was full of joy.

It's almost noon. Wu Tianjie's face is too nervous to say. Zifeng won't have an accident. Many people were killed in the duel with the spirit beast, especially the other two of the Xiao family. In order to kill the third level spirit beast, they chased into the depths of the forest, but met the fourth level spirit beast and died prematurely.

But hearing the news, Xiao pengtian just laughed it off, which surprised the people present.

Xin'er and Ziyan looked at the entrance eagerly: "brother, will, will, what's the matter?" Xin'er asked in a low voice.

Although Ziyan looked worried, she said, "why, you don't think brother Zifeng is so powerful. How could something happen? He should still be on the road and hasn't arrived yet."

At this time, Lin Xuan was also worried. She looked around and couldn't see Zifeng's figure. She was worried for no reason, but she looked back and scolded herself how she could worry about that bastard.

But his father Lin Jianling didn't seem to understand his daughter's mind. He looked at the sky, waved his hand and jumped on the platform in the field“ It's noon. I announce that the first trial of the hunting conference is now "

"Wait a minute." An equally oppressive sound mixed with a distant wolf howl came from a distance. I saw a white lightning flying through the sky in my eyes

In the blink of an eye, he came to the center of the square without any color. He was as white as a bright cloud in the sky. He had an unspeakable beauty, not to mention the combination of beauty and power. A four meter long fast wind wolf flashed in the center of the square.

On the broad back of the wind wolf is a young man, handsome and extraordinary. The young man jumps down and his clothes shake gently with the wind. The audience was silent for a time.

If it's not Zifeng, who will it be?