Hunting College

69 Net 69, the fastest update of Monster Hunting College! In fact, Zheng Qing should have expected this situation to happen long ago.

After all, both Dylan and Lan Que were born in the Starry Sky Academy. In the context of nine people, the "barbarians" of the starry sky are symbols of vitality and restlessness, violence and fists, fractures and nosebleeds.

It is an illusion to expect them to be as well-behaved and self-disciplined as Jiuren. But now, it seems that it is not only the two hunters from Starry Sky Academy who agree with Dylan's opinion.

"Do other people think the same way?"

The young public fee students looked around and did see a little shake in Xin and Zhang Jixin's eyes, and Jiang Yu was even more hopeful. It could be seen that the first two training camps, which were a little dull, were indeed a little boring.

The captain of the Guilty Hunting Squad took out his fingers from his belt, held it to his chest, and asked cautiously, "Then do you have any good advice?"

Dylan seemed to have had an idea for a long time, snapped his fingers, and pointed in the direction where the banshee was crying.

"That mourning banshee."

He looked at Xiao Xiao with confidence: "You can confirm one thing from your chat just now, that is, the banshee is not within the expectations of the hunting team, right?"

The fortune-teller silently approved the judgment of Mr. Vampire Werewolf.

Dylan nodded with satisfaction: "It's easy to handle. Our goal tonight is to catch the mourning banshee and hand it over to the patrol team. No one can say anything and let it scream on campus at night?"

Zheng Qing wanted to emphasize that this hunting ground was already on the edge of the school's protection range and belonged to a 'grey area'. But seeing the eager expressions of the other hunters, the wizard finally swallowed this detail wisely.

However, not everyone was happy with Dylan's suggestion.

"That's it?" Zhang Jixin asked while touching his chin.

Mr. Vampire Werewolf spread out, looking at the red-faced wizard with a confused look, not sure if he really missed something.

The main hunter of You Sin changed his posture and added his doubts: "We changed our original plan and ran into the depths of the hunting ground at night just to catch a banshee?"

"One mourning banshee is enough." Zheng Qing vaguely sensed the thoughts of the elder Zhang Da, and hurriedly opened his mouth, trying to block the **** that had not yet burst.

It's just too late.

The two Starry Sky Academy's hunting eyes lit up at the same time, like two dogs whose eyes were illuminated by a torch - Dylan's eyes glowed, and Zheng Qing can understand, after all, his bloodline is relatively special. But the blue bird's eyes glowed for several meanings. Could this be the meaning of the legend that after kendo practiced to the depths, the empty room was white and the eyes were like electricity.

"Not enough." Lan Que rarely took the initiative to speak once.

"It's really not enough," Dylan also smiled and said apologetically: "I didn't think much about it. Anyway, we are considered to be the hunting team that has been in the black prison battlefield. How could it be possible to be busy all night for the number one mourning banshee? ? Too bad."

"It's a mourning banshee." Zheng Qing weakly corrected.

He has realized that the situation in front of him seems to be out of control, and he intends to let everyone continue to practice tactics and battle formations according to the previous plan, but he can't say anything.

Because even he himself felt that the first two training camps were boring.

If people are wild, they can't always be locked in cages -- Zheng Qing comforted himself in his heart -- and continuing to be "boring" doesn't seem to be of much help in improving the ability of the hunting team. Could it be that he really went to a study room and let the big guys memorize the latest hunting rules together?

"What do you think?" Zheng Qing looked at the red-faced wizard.

Zhang Jixin touched the short hair on his head and grinned: "I don't think it's a problem to always let Edamame and Tuantuan help out. The group of Guy Tracy is also a good prey. They are fast, cunning, and evil enough."

"Edamame is not too troublesome." Zheng Qing tried to struggle one last time.

"Meow!"

A familiar 'dog bark' suddenly rang in Zheng Qing's ears. The wizard looked down and saw that the greyhound dog was squatting at his feet, sticking out his tongue and wagging his tail happily. He couldn't see the court at all. The ferocity of the Dalros.

But Edamame heard Zheng Qing calling its name, so he left Tuantuan and the group of Gaitrassi, and jumped over from the corner of time and space, looking loyal.

"Edamame looks bored, too." Jiang Da monitor squatted down and added with a smile while rubbing the dog's head.

The dog's tail wagged more and more cheerfully.

The other wizards exchanged glances silently, and winked at Zheng Qing.

The captain of the Guilty Hunting Squad sighed helplessly: "Okay, fat man, you are responsible for recalling the group, and it probably wants to sleep in the dormitory. Elder, reorganize the team and prepare to hunt the banshee and the group of Gatra. WEAT."

"in addition!"

He raised his voice a little, interrupted the slightly warm atmosphere, and sneered twice: "Since everyone is so energetic, then I will also give a small (xaxa) opinion, this hunt must use the second-order battle formation."

"I declare that I have never mentioned this opinion." Xiao Xiao interrupted coldly.

After a few seconds of coldness, the hall burst into laughter, especially Fatty Xin, tears streaming down his face. Zheng Qing never knew that the fat wizard had such a low laugh.

Zhang Jixin tightened his gloves, raised his arm, patted the young public student on the shoulder, and praised: "Good idea, why didn't I think of it? If we show the second-order battle formation in this school hunting competition, It will definitely shock the jaws of the grandstand. If you win the championship like this, others should also

^0^ I won't chew my tongue. "

He was quite confident.

Zheng Qingxu took a look and glanced at the red-faced wizard, feeling that compared to the audience in the stands, Zhang Jixin seemed to want to see his brother look surprised, or in other words, beat his brother's hunting team on the hunting ground.

"As far as I know, the official hunting team registered by the school has not used the second-order battle formation." Dylan was also excited: "I doubt that except for a few of us~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the school has How many people have seen that kind of magic!"

His tone was as if everyone else was a country bumpkin.

But to be honest, Mr. Vampire Werewolf, who has participated in the battle of the Black Prison and has seen the world, can indeed give birth to a sufficient sense of superiority in the face of the cucumber eggs in the school.

"I feel that this year we should buy a little more chips from our hunting team." Fatty Xin's thoughts were the most active, and he had already drifted to borrowing money.

"As long as we can keep our secrets internally." As the biggest winner of last year's school hunting competition, Xiao Xiao has the most say in this matter: "And we can't show this trump card too early, otherwise Thurp An outside offer from Rano would immediately lower our odds."

Zheng Qing swore that he never expected the topic to be skewed to such an extent.

"Hurry up! Organize the team!"

The young public fee student interrupted the heated discussion and shouted weakly: "You guys can talk for a while, that mourning banshee should be tired from crying and go back to sleep!"

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^