On the northern outskirts of City C, there is an inaccessible forest, which may be redundant, because ordinary people basically don't go to death in a slightly denser forest.

Yuan Zhantong had a personal relationship and asked the demon hunter army to help, and swept the forest, leaving only low-level monsters to use as an assessment venue.

On the day the assessment began, the examiner gave an order, and thousands of candidates, wearing helmets equipped with cameras, rushed into the forest for fear that the weak monsters would be robbed by others.

The wild demon hunting assessment is simple and violent, and candidates who have not become bloodline warriors need to hunt a demon without rank, and candidates who are already bloodline warriors must hunt monsters above the first order.

Under Yuan Zhan's arrangement, Zhao Fei and Jing Wenting had tried their best to keep a low profile, but they didn't expect to run into Wei Ye by mistake when they entered the field.

The two sides did not speak, but looked at each other from a distance, and each disappeared into the forest.

The martial arts examination is different from the literary examination, and there is no restriction on bringing mobile phones, only certain restrictions on weapons, and you cannot bring weapons and equipment above the best.

Wei Ye saw that the people around him were far away, so he directly dialed Wei Yuanming's phone: "Dad, I saw that Zhao Fei." ”

"Who?"

"It's the student who made a bet with Qian Lin. ”

"Oh. Wei Yuanming was silent for a moment, and then said, "You don't have to worry about it. ”

He hung up the phone, came to the floor-to-ceiling window of the office, looked at the People's Wuda in the distance, and suddenly sneered: "Isn't this impossible to get along with me?"

He played with his mobile phone, dialed a call, and immediately countless people were busy with him.

In his heart, in fact, this is just a trivial matter, but in the eyes of those below, this is a big thing that has topped the sky, and he dare not slack off at all.

Zhao Xingwu fused the blood of the plant system, was particularly kind to the forest, shook his hand at the swaying branches, turned back to the vigilant Zhao Fei and said: "It's okay, each of us has a camera on us, and there are many people watching from the school, so he doesn't dare to mess around." ”

"Stardance, you're too naïve, it's better to be careful. Zhao Fei took the Tang Dao given to him by Sun Pingjiang, and kept paying attention to the situation behind him: "What's more, there are still many monsters here, although the rank is not high, but monsters are monsters after all." ”

"Oh well. Zhao Xingwu carried the giant sword on his shoulder, and said confidently: "Let's go and complete the task, and then leave here!"

The two had not gone far when they heard a fight on the left.

"Grass, this green wolf, the strength of the bloodline is at least 20 or more, is there any mistake!"

After an ordinary person fuses his bloodline, he is a first-order bloodline martial artist, and if he absorbs a monster talent later, he will be promoted to the first order.

First-order bloodline martial artists also have strength and weakness, which is usually measured by bloodline strength, and these candidates who have just entered the first-order have a bloodline strength of about 10 points.

Zhao Fei originally wanted to go to see the excitement, but when he heard the man's shout, he hurriedly pulled Zhao Xingwu and ran away.

As they went deeper and deeper into the woods, the candidates slowly dispersed.

Zhao Fei and the others had encountered a pig-headed demon, but they didn't hunt it.

Not to mention the rough skin and thick flesh of this monster, it is difficult to distinguish between strong and weak.

Judging from the green wolf just now, although the school has swept this forest, there are still many monsters that are slightly stronger than the candidates, whether this is intentional or negligent on the part of the school, they have to be careful.

Zhao Xingwu was a little dissatisfied, and said with itchy hands: "Why don't you try it?"

Zhao Fei scolded solemnly: "Do you think that if you become a bloodline martial artist, you will be invincible? Courage is not recklessness, don't get carried away, do you know?"

Zhao Xingwu stuck out his tongue: "Like my mother." ”

Zhao Fei sighed and continued to shuttle through the forest.

The wild demon hunting assessment lasted for three days and three nights, and he was not in a hurry.

At noon, Zhao Fei and the others took out dry food to satisfy their hunger, and suddenly heard a "cluck" cry.

A colorful big rooster jumped out of the tall bushes next to him, his round eyes stared at Zhao Fei and the two, his head swung left and right, and the cockscomb above his head was bright red.

“......”

Zhao Fei and Zhao Xingwu took compressed biscuits, stared at the big rooster, jumped up from the ground, grabbed their weapons and waited.

Zhao Fei pulled out the Tang knife and said, "This chicken demon only has one tail feather, and it has not yet entered the ranks, let me come." ”

Zhao Xingwu stretched his face in frustration: "Scared me, it turned out to be a chicken." ”

The assessment does not prohibit candidates from helping each other, but hunting monsters alone and hunting with helpers will definitely make a difference in the final score.

Zhao Xingwu took a few steps back and said with a smile: "Go ahead, if you can't win, my sister can help you." ”

Sister is a fart. Zhao Fei glared at her: "Look around, be careful of other monsters." ”

The chicken demon looks stupid and stupid, and only knows how to look at you with his head sideways, but the combat power is not low at all, and in the blink of an eye, he can peck your head, and the attack speed is more than one level higher than that of the same level monster.

Zhao Fei's current limit is ninety-nine percent, several times stronger than Zhao Guohong at the beginning, and it is generally easy to deal with these little demons.

However, he has too little experience in fighting monsters, so he still doesn't dare to relax.

The mouth of the chicken demon is too powerful, and there is a kind of majestic style that is eaten all over the world, if it is a head-to-head battle, let alone Zhao Fei, it is Zhao Xingwu, who has become a bloodline martial artist, and he does not dare to say that he will definitely be able to win.

However, fighting is not simply a competition of strength, finding the enemy's weaknesses and attacking the enemy's weaknesses with one's own strengths is the immutable law of defeating the enemy.

Although the Chicken Demon's attack is fast and accurate, it has a single method, and it is difficult to damage the enemy on its back.

As long as Zhao Fei found a way to ride on the back of the chicken demon, the battle would basically be over.

Zhao Fei held the knife and moved forward slowly, the big rooster was still standing in place, only his head moved occasionally, and his two dark brown eyes reflected Zhao Fei's every move.

Zhao Fei still has too little experience, and when he sees that the chicken demon does not move, he is a little at a loss.

Zhao Xingwu joked: "Chu Hao, are you okay?"

"Damn, aren't you talking nonsense?"

Zhao Fei gritted his teeth and rushed forward, not daring to blink his eyes.

The chicken demon still looks stupid and stupid, looking harmless to humans and animals, standing there like a mascot.

Zhao Fei entered the attack distance and slashed at the head of the chicken demon with a single sword, seeing that everything was about to end, he couldn't believe it.

Why stand and let Lao Tzu kill, is it a stupid chicken?

As soon as Zhao Fei's idea came to his head, the next moment the big red crown on the top of the chicken demon's head lit up, his head seemed to disappear, and an afterimage was drawn in the air, and the iron mouth pecked at Zhao Fei's door like a javelin, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

Zhao Fei was so frightened that the hairs on his whole body suddenly rose, although he had already taken precautions and had spare strength when he took out the knife, but at this time, he could only have time to tilt his head.