Hunting College

The underground corridor is deep and twists and turns, and there is no mess.

No exit can be seen in the front, no light in the back.

Zheng Qing and Lao Yao walked among them, and could only hear the footsteps of kicking, kicking and tacking, as well as the commentary of Lao Yao Xu.

As a professor, Yao may have a temperament, but his habit of'being a good teacher' is deeply rooted. Even if he simply explained the concept of the'causal turning mantra' to Zheng Qing, he took the trouble to cite many examples and detailed many details.

For example, from his mouth, Zheng Qing learned that the'eating methods' of the monsters in the hunting grounds are also very particular.

In order to reduce the difficulty of'death', when the school wizards burned the spells for these monsters, the priority order they gave was'swallow', that is, swallow them as completely as possible after being bitten, so as to reduce the students' death in the process. pain.

Of course, sometimes there are more monsters and less flesh, or the fight with red eyes, this'priority instruction' will naturally be covered by a stronger nature, and it is inevitable that there will be such things as'dividing, chewing, and tearing into pieces. 'Wait for the worse situation.

Although these situations will not affect the students' return, they will definitely leave a certain degree of psychological shadow on them.

When encountering this kind of unlucky one, the school did not hesitate to spend. It has arranged the best therapists and plenty of rest time for these students to ensure that they will not adversely affect their future studies.

There is also a more troublesome situation, in which the student is bitten off a small piece of'part' by a monster in the hunting ground-such as a small finger, an ear, half a nose, etc.-according to the requirements of magic, since the student is not dead, Naturally, you cannot use the'turn around technique' to return completely.

In the face of this situation, the school will prioritize the arrangement of high-level hunters to hunt down the hapless monster, retrieve the missing parts from the students, and recombine it. If it takes a long time and the ‘parts’ have turned into gastric juice, the school will also advise students to use ‘regeneration’, using potions or magic to restore missing limbs.

In short, for this kind of high-risk event, the First University has reduced the probability of dangerous students from all aspects to ensure that young wizards will not be harmed.

As they spoke, the two had reached the end of the corridor.

Behind a layer of crimson velvet curtains is the podium lounge.

Zheng Qing had faintly heard the commentary, drum music, and the cheers of the young wizards singing in unison from the stands not far away.

Seeing Lao Yao planning to open the tent and leave, the young public student finally couldn't help but speak, and grabbed the professor's sleeve.

"Professor!" He looked at Old Yao with an uneasy expression on his face, and asked hurriedly: "So, what about that tiger? Is it a monster?"

Old Yao tilted his head and raised his eyebrows: "Who told you about its monster?"

"But it has a monster aura!" Zheng Qing said incoherently with a look of collapse: "You all said it is not a monster, but it has red eyes, but it has a monster aura all over it... Most importantly, it It appeared with those demons! I thought..."

"You think?" Old Yao interrupted him, glared at the young wizard, and reprimanded: "Do you think what you think is what you think?"

"How many times have I told you, don’t think that if you have two red eyes, you’re a monster... Didn’t you still walk around the school with a red eye ball before? I didn’t see the school’s guardian formation strike you with lightning. On your head!"

"But what about the evil spirit, how to explain the evil spirit on it..." Zheng Qing muttered softly.

"If you face a large group of monsters, the claws start to fall, the claws start to fall, kill from the east of the monster group to the west of the group, and kill hundreds of monsters, you will definitely be infected with such a strong monster."

"Killing hundreds of fish will make you angry, let alone a monster!"

"That means you have little experience!"

"Any hunter who has a deeper understanding of demons will not mistakenly confuse'contaminated demons' with'scattered demons...' This is a basic skill, you still have to learn one."

"It's not a demon, what is it?!" Zheng Qing continued to ask.

"There is this possibility, and there is also that possibility." Old Yao bit his pipe, sprayed a few smoke rings, and shook his head: "There are too many possibilities. I didn't investigate carefully, so I can't just draw conclusions."

"But I can tell you that this black tiger must have some deep connection with you."

Zheng Qing still wanted to ask questions, but a burst of violent cheers and shouts suddenly came from behind the curtain, interrupting his question.

Upon seeing this, Old Yao pushed the young public-sponsored student in and said: "If you have any questions, ask slowly later, and receive the award first. This is the business... You can also ask your teammates and they will come out. Are earlier than you, you may know a little more..."

Before the words fell, Old Yao's figure suddenly faded, and before Zheng Qing could recover, he disappeared in the corridor.

It left the empty promenade and the tent that hula la in the wind.

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Perhaps it was because he realized that it would be awkward to meet with Yusin's other teammates. Deep down in Zheng Qing's heart, he has been resisting the meeting with his mates. This is also what he pestered Yao to ask one question after another. One of the reasons is ~www.ltnovel.com~ After all, he cried on that hunting ground and played handsome again. The reservation of being a man has disappeared.

It's just that it's one thing to be embarrassed, it's another to get beaten up when you meet.

Zheng Qing guessed in his heart many scenes when people met.

For example, crying in a hug—this is a bit exaggerated. Deep down, Zheng Qing refused. And he didn't believe that the blue bird would cry and hug other people.

Another example is cheering and high-five hugs-except for the carefree Fatty Xin, Zheng Qing can hardly imagine other people have reasons to be happy. After all, Xiao Xiao and Lan Ting had just died, and the negative mental trauma would certainly not dissipate so easily.

After thinking about it, he felt that the most likely thing was that a few old men laughed at each other, nodded in embarrassment, and then pulled over the page silently.

It's just a lot of thoughts, and he finally didn't expect that he just saw the other hunters who had sinned, and he received a heavy punch in the face.

This punch was beaten by Zhang Jixin.

When Zheng Qing crossed the curtain and appeared in the lounge under the podium, the other hunters of the Yougui Hunting Team were standing in the corner, whispering something.

The young public servant had just put a kind smile on his face, and before he thought of a good way to say hello, he was punched and fisted by the red-faced witch who rushed up.

It was really beaten up.

While floating in the air, Zheng Qing was still thinking about it-the old Zhang family deserves to be the rumored wizard family with the most ruthless fist. Look at this punch, it's really beautiful! In the future hunting team training may be able to give him more burden.

but……

why did you hit me? !

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