Hunting High School

, Hunter High School

Fighting dead ghouls with living ghouls is not as exciting as imagined.

Zheng Qing watched those skinny creatures staggering across the dusty loess of the hunting ground, as if a group of old men were going to fight in groups, their movements were slow and slow.

They made the chirping and cooing sounds unique to the ghouls in the dreamland, pushing and cursing each other, their rubbery skin and flesh seemed resilient under the fangs and claws of the same kind, and the stench was mixed with the smell of corpses. Spreading over the entire hunting ground, for a moment, Zheng Qing felt that the real weapon of the ghouls was not their claws, but their aura.

"I'm Ma Xuanhuang!"

"I'm going to be huitui!"

"I'm going to die!"

Zheng Qing, Xiao Xiao, and Zhang Jixin's junior team guarded Mr. Vampire Werewolf who controlled the group of corpses. At the same time, they raised the magic book in their hands, and recited the enhanced version of the "soft leg curse" in a staggered and orderly manner, releasing it to the newly entered on the prey.

The pale yellow curse lights nested together, and the First Stage followed by the First Stage fell down. Many ghouls couldn't avoid it, and collapsed directly into the loess, causing great trouble to their companions.

"The wolf writes its beard, and carries its tail!"

The ensuing 'Chaos Curse' made their difficulties even worse. A large number of ghouls wandered around like chickens without their heads.

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

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

"what?"

The young public finance student looked at the situation on the battlefield vigilantly, while asking back questions, while silently estimating the time in his heart. According to previous calculations, there should be five hundred and twelve ghouls in the tenth batch. Zheng Qing didn't deliberately count—in fact, he didn't have time to count slowly—in contrast, the ghouls dominated by Dylan There were five hundred and eleven ghoul corpses.

Almost one to one.

The extra end, the first time it entered the field, was crushed by the blue tits hunting around the hunting ground, and threw itself into the loess. If it weren't for Dylan's limited ability to control, he might be able to survive until the end of today's hunting match just by fighting more and more subordinates.

"The Soft Legs Curse may cause them less trouble than we expected."

It was Zhang Jixin who spoke. On the hunting grounds, he always showed his keenness, which was in stark contrast to his usual carelessness: "...if you pay attention, you can find that ghouls are more agile when they crawl than when they walk. "

"I overlooked that."

Xiao Xiao followed closely behind, and made a simple analysis: "The dreamland ghouls live in burrows all year round, and they spend far more time in the tomb passage than walking on two legs."

Without further explanation from his companions, Zheng Qing became a little more careful, and saw a few ghouls that had thrown themselves into the loess, twisting their bodies, crawling quickly across the chaotic hunting ground with agility far exceeding that of before. .

Not only wizards noticed this.

Soon, more and more ghouls took the initiative to fall to the ground, focusing on the group of corpses. Dylan's 'army' suffered battle damage at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Great Wind Curse, three stages!"

Without hesitation, Zheng Qing immediately gave the order, and at the same time raised the book in his hand: "The bandit wind is coming! The final wind will be violent!"

"The wind is blowing! The wind is coming!" Xiao Xiao unfolded his brand-new scroll of bamboo slips, and easily followed the rhythm of his captain.

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

Small gusts of wind burst out of the void, entangled with each other, jumped for joy, and gathered into a huge storm in an instant, violently and violently.

It quickly swept across the hunting ground, swept up the thick loess on the ground, and raised turbid dust. It only took a short time for the hunting ground with a wide field of vision to turn into chaos. People in it can see it from three to five meters away. Can't figure out anything.

"There are four directions, every detail is clear!"

Zheng Qing first added a monitoring spell, his eyes appeared out of thin air in the little three talent array, filtering out the yellow dust, and projecting every detail of the entire hunting ground.

Immediately afterwards, he issued the third order within a short period of time: "Mimi Curse, three stages!... Prepare... Walk Mimi, shake the center!"

"Walking is extravagant, the center is intoxicated!"

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

Xiao Xiao and Zhang Jixin released the other two parts of this spell almost at the same time. The slightly reddish light of the spell penetrated into the yellow dust blown up by the strong wind, pervasive like flowing water. It can be clearly seen in the monitoring spell. In the strong wind, some ghouls who lost their sense of direction after being attacked by the new curse light showed dazed expressions on their faces. The paw wanted to crawl forward but 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 seemed a little tired: "Everyone, stop the spell... Maybe there are still a few fish that escaped 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 disappeared in a flash and disappeared into the yellow world. A moment later, a familiar whistle sounded from the depths of the yellow dust, which meant that the blue bird had received the summons.

"How long?"

Only then did the young public finance student feel relieved. He consumed a large amount of magic power in a short period of time, which made him feel a little dizzy, and he simply sat down on the ground.

Others also seized the time to adjust their magic power.

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

Dr. Xiao gave a very precise number while speed-making the magic potion with the ingredients prepared in advance: "The time interval between the first few rounds is one to five minutes, but as time goes by and the scale of hunting becomes larger, this The interval is slowly lengthening... On average, the interval between each round of tide hunting is about ten minutes... It is estimated that there should be three to four rounds before the end."

Although the puppet repeatedly emphasized before the game 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 endurance of the young wizards, the six-day trials from the 10th to the 15th will start at nine o'clock in the evening every night and end in the early morning, lasting three hours.

The hunting teams participating in the selection only need to persevere as long as possible during these three hours.

But judging from the current situation, it is very difficult.