Hunting High School

While speaking, a group of people had already crossed the lakeside, passed through the grove, and came to the remote space under the high wall of the Huanfu.

Although far from the hustle and bustle of the ball, this lawn is not dead.

Mole crickets hide in the warm and humid humus layer and sing monotonous tunes with long voices; golden bells hide in the cracks of stones and strike crisp chimes; crickets lie on the slender necks of rushes, sucking the dew between the leaf sheaths , playing the wonderful Pipa; and Ticicadas, after a long day, these little insects who survived by chance race against time to sing praises of this magical world.

Until the young wizards broke in, startled the autumn insects who were playing hard, and interrupted their concerto.

Of course, neither Zhang Jixin nor Zheng Qing, nor the more sensitive Lin Guo, noticed their impact on the insect world.

These young people have bigger things to care about.

"Before we start training, let's meet your 'Pingtian Great Saint' first." Zhang Jixin put fingerless gloves on his hands while looking at Zheng Qing with questioning eyes.

Linguo opened his own schoolbag, took out a bamboo basket, opened the lid, and directed the light bugs in the bamboo basket to hang on different branches in groups to provide the necessary light for everyone's training.

"It's just a Minotaur," the young public fee student lowered his head and muttered, "If that's the case, then..."

As he spoke, he put his hand into his bosom and took out his own Medal of Merlin.

The brass chassis revealed a deep brown color in the dim light, and the hexagrams on the medal were inlaid with mithril, which was far less brilliant than the hexagrams outlined with gemstones on the Grand Merlin Medal. Only the other shore flower in the center of the medal is in full bloom, gorgeous and solemn.

Zheng Qing's fingertips traced the traces of the hexagram lightly three times, and at the same time read the summoned person's real name with the runes.

Not long after, a hazy layer of clear light appeared on the medal, and then a spot of light jumped out from the stamens of the Bana flower, fell in midair, and suddenly turned into a silver-white halo.

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The deep roar sounded faintly in the halo, it seemed to come from a very far away place, and it seemed a bit intermittent.

Linguo swallowed loudly.

Zheng Qing turned around, and as expected, everyone looked a little nervous.

"It's coming out soon," he hesitated, and reminded again: "It just looks a little fierce, but it's actually very good-tempered...Have you ever seen a bad-tempered cow?"

"I've seen it," Xin Fatty shivered rarely, shaking his head: "I went to Ronda in Andalusia with Uncle when I was ten years old, to meet the Francis family, you know, those Spaniards are very hospitable , they invited us to watch a bullfight, which was transformed from a purebred North African bull into a wild monster...it was terrible, it was a nightmare!"

"Please," Zheng Qing looked at Fatty helplessly: "You're going to scare Linguo to tears, okay...can you give me an example of boosting your energy?"

Xin Fatty blinked his small eyes in confusion, turned his head with effort, and glanced at Linguo.

The little wizard was hiding behind the blue bird, only showing a pair of eyes, staring at the light circle in mid-air, as if trembling.

"Would you like some popcorn?" Fatty paused, ordered a large box of popcorn from the watch storage, and approached several teammates: "Eat something, it can relieve mental stress..."

Before the words fell, the halo hanging in mid-air shook violently.

"Boom!"

A huge bull's head poked out from the halo, looking around.

"Moo?!" It stared at the bull's eyes as big as copper bells, shook its head, opened its mouth and roared at the young wizards who were watching.

A slightly fishy breeze rushed towards the onlookers with the roar.

Maybe everyone thinks that being frightened by a bull's head is a very losing face, so no one escapes - even Lingo bravely walked out from behind the blue bird.

"I remember you were talking about a two-headed Minotaur?!" Zhang Jixin tugged on the straps on his gloves, turned his head and looked at Zheng Qing in surprise: "Why does it look like there is only one head!"

"The passage is a bit narrow... The person with the three-pronged sword told me that the original Brass Merlin Medal could not summon this kind of creature. Although some adjustments have been made, the passage problem has not been perfectly resolved." Zheng Qing spread his hands, revealing A somewhat helpless expression: "If the mithril magic circle is replaced with a gemstone magic circle, it will definitely come out at once."

"Moo..." Another bull roar came from the halo, interrupting the chat of the two young wizards.

Compared with the previous bull roar, the second roar was thicker and full of energy.

"boom!"

The second bull's head squeezed out of the halo, and like its other head, swayed from side to side, as if it had just walked through the door and made it feel a little uncomfortable.

"I've always been curious, since the Minotaurs are creatures with a certain amount of intelligence...why haven't their languages ​​been translated by the school's 'General Education Formation'?" Xin Fatty held the popcorn in his arms, creaking While chewing, he said in a rambling manner: "I guess the two roars it just roared should mean 'what's the matter with me?' and 'squeeze me to death!' These two meanings."

"Wow, it's really impressive." Xiao Xiao stood next to Xin with a notebook in his hands, writing quickly with the brush in his hand, but it didn't affect him at the same time to ridicule Fatty: "I never thought you could understand the language of the tauren... …if you call those two monotonous growls speech."

"Boom, boom!"

The two cow hooves fell on the ground, making the soles of everyone's feet numb, and at the same time dispelled Xin Fatty's impulse to refute Xiao Xiao.

"I finally know why it's called a Minotaur." Fatty's attention fell entirely on the two-headed Minotaur: "The real Minotaur is completely human from the head down...and you, the Minotaur? Apart from the body and hands, there is no human form."

"It still has a tail!" Lin Guo's shrill voice sounded from behind the blue bird.

"It also has a tail... oh my god, that tail looks terrible, and the head it has more is deformed." Sim Fatty repeated, nodding his head in approval, and suddenly turned to look at Zheng Qing: "It can't understand us, right?"

"Moo!" Minotaur yelled at Fatty, tilting his head.

"Oh, I think, its roar means 'I can understand you!'." Xiao Xiao bit his pen holder and looked at Fatty pityingly.

"Moo." Minotaur's other head looked at Xiao Xiao and nodded clearly.

"Merpomene's sigh." Fatty muttered, quietly put away the own popcorn, and took a cautious step toward retreat, falling behind Zheng Qing and Zhang Jixin.