Zhang San first relied on his identity, pretending to scare Bing Ling back, but not only did he not release his aura, he didn't even accumulate strength, he just put up a shelf. When the momentum of the ice spirit burst out, he was a little stunned. It's like a hunter pushing through the grass to look for a rabbit, but he sees a big colorful tiger and falls into a stupor.

Although it is only a very short moment of stagnation, and it is not long in the blink of an eye, it is enough for the master to compete.

Gandhara sighed softly: "Shoot!"

Ice Spirit's palms come out together, and it is extremely fast.

This light sound woke up Zhang San, and his body reacted instinctively. The martial arts master who has reached this realm is no longer confined to moves, when he raised his right palm to make a gesture, he took advantage of the situation to wipe down and lock it horizontally.

Sealing both palms with one palm, he only felt that the opponent's strength was amazingly powerful, and he pressed over like a mountain and a sea, and the cold breath drove straight into the palm, wrist, elbow, and shoulder length. Because of a momentary stagnation, the Flame True Qi that had been cultivated for forty years was pressed back before it could penetrate through the body, and it seemed to have touched a nemesis, retreating again and again, and it was unable to form an army. Zhang San tried his best, and in a hurry, he transported his skills to ninety percent in a hurry, and barely managed to protect his heart, lungs, qi and other vital points.

The two sides are as quiet as virgins, moving like rabbits, and the fight is just a snap of a finger.

Man Jianghong, who was standing by the rope ring of the ring, felt that the air around him was compressed in an instant, and his body seemed to be stuck in a viscous swamp, unable to move. Even the ant moving magic skill didn't work, because the whole body was under pressure and couldn't disperse the force.

After the blow, Bing Ling quickly glanced at Man Jianghong and lowered his hand.

Zhang San staggered back a few steps, his left hand touched his chest, his right arm swayed as if he was unconscious, and suddenly with a "wow", a mouthful of blood sprayed onto the stage.

Since Zhang San appeared, he has all shown his palace momentum and master's demeanor. However, in the battle with Bingling, he talked for a long time, but he was seriously injured with a simple palm.

The crowd slammed to their feet, unable to believe their eyes.

The great master, who is one step away from the grandmaster, a generation of heroes who crisscross the rivers and lakes, was defeated by a delicate little girl.

It's also so bizarre!

That's too fast!

If it weren't for Zhang Sanwei's fame, I'm afraid that many people would shout "cheat, refund the ticket"!

Zhang San stood firm with a pale face, holding his right arm with his left hand, seemingly a little dazed, and didn't seem to believe it, muttering to himself: "The dragon clan actually has such a young top master, and the seven killings of the rivers and lakes are really the frogs at the bottom of the well, sitting in the well and watching the sky." Joke, a big joke!"

Bing Ling, who had won this battle, also turned pale, her eyelashes trembled, and she held her fingers uneasily, as if she was more frightened than Zhang San, and she almost cried out with her mouth flattened.

"Uncle Zhang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it. My aunt said I couldn't control ...... yet."

"Bing'er, come back!"

Qianda Po snorted coldly, and Bing Ling was immediately silenced and obediently walked off the stage. Because Zhang San was still standing in front, she walked around from Man Jianghong's side, and the latter smelled a wisp of fragrance wafting through his nose, and he was also drunk.

Zhang San turned around and bowed slightly to Nanxing, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he was silent, staggered out of the ring, and slowly walked away.

A generation of masters, at this moment, has completely become an old man in his last years.

The glory of the past, the reputation forged in thirty years, was shattered by a palm.

He is old, and there is no possibility of a comeback.

Bing Ling won, Man Jianghong should have been happy, but looking at Zhang San's staggering back, he also felt a little desolate, and returned to his seat.

He walked back from the stage, and with a single sweep, everyone's expressions were in full view.

Everyone at the scene was surprised, happy or stunned, only Guo Chunhai's face was gloomy, and Nanxing's expression was solemn. The strangest person is Long Chen, his very subtle expression flashed away, if it weren't for Man Jianghong's countless people, his eyesight, and his study of consciousness and psychology, otherwise he wouldn't have found it at all.

The expression was very complicated, it seemed a little frightened, a little angry, a little remorseful, a little helpless, in short, not joy.

Long Chen's appearance is really strange, but it seems that a far-sighted father suddenly finds that his baby daughter has embarked on a path that he hates deeply, and it seems that the whole person is not very good.

Man Jianghong was muttering in her heart, but she heard Qianda Po shouting: "Wang Hu, come out." ”

In the staff seat, Wang Hu stood up with a cower.

"You didn't clean your mouth just now!" said Gandharva's words, revealing a chill and anger.

"No, I said that the Ice Spirit girl is so powerful, the dragon clan is really a thousand-year-old martial arts family, the first sect in the rivers and lakes. ”

Wang Hu hurriedly quibbled, spreading his hands to show an innocent expression. At this time, he remembered that Gandharva was the god of music, and his ear power was unparalleled in the world, and he couldn't help but regret the cheap words just now.

Ganda Po tilted her head and asked Lin Bin: "Dean Lin, this is your territory, can I punish a person who is full of filth, can it be convenient?"

"You're always going to poop. ”

Although Lin Bin didn't know what Wang Hu said just now, he could guess with his toes that it would not be a good word. Where is the research institute's own territory, it is clearly Long Chen's territory, does Long Chen dare to offend his aunt?

With one hand, Gandharpo gently stroked the "Ancient Voice", and everyone felt that a sharp sound wave passed past their ears, piercing their eardrums like steel needles. Wang Hu screamed, knocked over the table, pressed his hands to his ears, and rolled on the ground.

The rivers and lakes are the most tough, and it is a good man to break his hands and feet without calling it pain. This Wang Hu is a high-level martial artist, but he rolls around like a leper dog, and he doesn't even want to lose his face, obviously the pain is beyond the limit of bearing.

"The sound of the piano enters the brain, and it disappears in three days. Gandharpo snorted coldly.

What a temper! Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw her hand leave the strings. The person in the martial arts seat stared at Bing Ling in a daze, and he was even more shocked into a cold sweat, and said in his heart that if she found out, wouldn't he have to gouge out his eyes?

The staff stepped forward to clean up the overturned tables and chairs, and Wang Hu sat back on the seat, beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead still kept coming out, and he couldn't stop sifting chaff.

The garden is full of clear light, and the meaning is prosperous.

The party came to an end, waiting for the host to shout and leave.

Liangyue Wulin and the research institute are incompatible, and suddenly found that there is a third party who wants to slap everyone to death, although the hatred for each other has not been resolved, the mood has eased a lot. The observers gained a lot tonight, but the wireless communication was blocked, they couldn't send a message, and they wanted to leave early, anyway, the scene of Mars hitting the earth for a while was not something that they could observe at their level.

What's more, I always feel that this place is a bit evil and a little dangerous.

Master Kangjie's prophecy of "blood will flow like a river tonight" is widely circulated!

Guo Chunhai hurriedly exchanged a few words with Nanxing, got up and walked straight into the ring.

The heroes looked at each other.

The most annoying thing is that the leader says, "Comrades, I'll talk about two more words", the teacher says, "Children's shoes, I'll talk about two more questions", and the person who is about to die says, "I think I can still save it"!

Guo Chunhai pointed to the observer's seat expressionlessly, his voice was flat but containing murderous intent, and said, "Wang Daqing's accomplices are among you. Who is going to fight the grievances just now, stand up for yourself!"

He was in a bad mood, not because the Liangyue Martial Arts slapped his face and was beaten instead, Zhang San was defeated by Bing Ling. In fact, the Nanhai faction didn't expect martial arts to play any role in the duel with the "Bright World" at all, and they would never use it, didn't that make other Xiuzhen sects laugh?

Why Zhang San appeared, with Guo Chunhai's level, it is not clear at all. Among the four provinces of Nanhai faction, Fujian, and Zhejiang, Guo Chunhai is only the deacon of the Nanyue province, although Zhang San has no authority, he is in North Vietnam, and he is the leader of the martial arts in the four coastal provinces, and his status in the outer gate is not inferior to him. Therefore, before the war, Guo Chunhai's purpose in appearing here was to accompany Nanxing, and the second was to organize and guide the Liangyue Martial Arts Research Institute in the face.

was originally a trivial matter, but because of Wang Daqing's appearance, it escalated sharply. Just imagine, what would happen if the South China Sea faction and "Bright World" were in a mess, and the ground suddenly turned into a sea of fire?

He Guo Chunhai will not forgive his sins after a hundred deaths, and he will not be able to forgive his guilt after ten thousand deaths!

Although Wang Daqing is dead, he must find a cushion, otherwise he will not be able to calm the anger of the elder leader. Punishment is naturally inevitable, and it is better than being clicked with a sword! Besides, Wang Daqing is a native of North Vietnam, so the North Vietnamese deacon has no responsibility? If he wants to eliminate the forces of the Nanhai faction and the "Bright World" in one fell swoop, he is unaware of his abnormal movements, and Yanzilou, who specializes in news and intelligence, has no responsibility at all?

He tested Nanxing just now, and found that the child was very annoyed with Hua Rong, and immediately made a decision in his heart.

The observers' hearts jumped violently when they heard the first half of Guo Chunhai's words, and only after listening to the second half of the heart did they fall back into the cavity. Well, the fire finally didn't burn on itself.

If Wang Daqing had accomplices, it was very likely that he would hide in this seat, but he wouldn't be stupid enough to jump out! The real is virtual, the virtual is real, the positive is the opposite, and the opposite is positive.

In the midst of everyone's attention, the big man like a demon god slowly stood up, proudly pointed to the tip of his nose and asked, "Are you referring to me?"

Seeing that he was about to confront the South China Sea faction, this time even Li Tie didn't dare to pull it openly, and desperately stepped on his feet under the table.

Guo Chunhai is not a person who talks a lot, and said coldly: "Hua Rong, you come down, let me search the soul, and distinguish between truth and falsehood." ”

Sure enough, the soul searching method was used against Wang Daqing! Everyone immediately gasped.

Since the establishment of the Earth Federation, the national security and intelligence departments of various countries have been in an awkward position, and their functions have been greatly weakened, and they have turned to fight against the underworld and cults. The establishment of the country is still there, but there is no need to worry about national security, only the security of the federation, or the security of the planet.

When the Xiuzhen sect enters the secular world, it is inevitable that there will be conflicts. And in those cases that happened in secret, as the agent of the National Security Bureau in the underground world of South Vietnam, Hua Rong and Guo Chunhai had already competed more than once. But the superiors strictly ordered not to offend the Xiuzhen sect, and Hua Rong had already held back his anger.

Hua Rong's body of nearly two meters, burly and strong, is standing on a high platform, looking from afar is really good as Wei Tuo descending into the world. He hugged his arms nonchalantly, and said with a hippie smile: "If you want me to go down, I'll go down, wouldn't that be a little faceless? If you want to search for someone's soul, you can first agree to one condition......

"You're not qualified to talk about conditions!"

"Then there's no need to talk about it!" Hua Rong shrugged and spread his hands.

Guo Chunhai snorted coldly and walked down the steps, but heard Hua Rong shouting again: "Wait!"

"What?"

"Look at your menacing appearance, do you want to come up and beat Lao Tzu violently, do you represent the Nanhai faction or yourself?"

"Guo himself!"

He wants to represent the South China Sea faction, but how can he be qualified!

"Ladies and gentlemen, take the trouble to be a witness. This Guo Chunhai is forced to fight each other, Hua is a small people, he is really uneasy, he can't bear it, so he has to fight. The dispute between the two of us, each with its own destiny, has nothing to do with the South China Sea faction and the National Security Bureau. Regardless of whether they win or lose, neither side can retaliate and cause trouble in the future. ”

Hua Rong hugged his fists and made a circle, and without waiting for Guo Chunhai to respond, he stepped down with great strides, as if he was afraid that the other party would change his hexagram. Guo Chunhai snorted coldly, noncommittal.

When everyone saw it, Nima, just like you, you were still fighting the small people and feeling uneasy!

Ya is the whole period of buying lottery tickets in the period of the master,Finally won the jackpot,Immediately revealed the excitement and rampant of the villain's ambition,I almost shouted:"Finally caught me!"

Li Tie smiled bitterly, knowing that Hua Rong was a martial idiot, with a rough appearance and a clever mind. If you want to break through to the grandmaster, you can't blindly cultivate, you still need to comprehend by chance, and fighting against the strong is a shortcut. Since it was difficult to find an opponent in the world, he had already hit the cultivator with his idea, and he had not dared to do it due to the pressure from above and the revenge of the cultivator sect. Today, Guo Chunhai took the initiative to provoke in front of the public, which is simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, where will he let it go.

Hua Rong's steps down were fast, but when he arrived in Pingli, he was getting slower and slower.

Strategically despise the opponent and tactically value the opponent. He won't suffer a dumb loss like Zhang Santuo, he quickly adjusted his physical condition and released the aura of the palace.

The scene was silent, except for Nanxing, they were all martial artists, and they all put their attention on Hua Rong, hoping that he could find a little dignity for martial arts.

Nothing else, after the cultivators entered the WTO, they regarded the people in the martial arts as lackeys. The middle-level palace Wang Daqing was forced to death by Guo Chunhai alive, putting aside the conspiracy factor, even the martial arts people of Liangyue may not have the feeling of a rabbit dying and a fox being sad.

Guo Chunhai stood with his back to the sea, and the sea breeze was originally blowing from behind, but it suddenly reversed.

Only Man Jiang Hong was the only one at the scene who could see it clearly, only to see Hua Rong's crimson true qi radiating forward in a fan shape, like a car headlight. Guo Chunhai remained immovable, and the gray and haze-like aura flowed, as if it had become a piece of granite. And Hua Rong's true qi is like flowing water and flying clouds, and when it touches the opposite side, it will not be damaged in the slightest.

It seems that Brother Hua Rong's true qi is not as condensed and pure as Guo Chunhai, could this be the difference between martial arts practitioners in terms of true qi? Also, although the fan-shaped radiation is stronger than the diffusion of the four directions, the efficiency is still poor, and six or seven times out of ten it will not be able to achieve an attack effect. Couldn't you condense your true qi into a spear and stab it? Could it be that this is the difference between the temple and the grandmaster?

Guo Chunhai's gray aura around him flowed faster and faster, as if the whole person was covered in a gray shell, and walked forward with a sneer.

The quality of Hua Rong's true qi is insufficient to make up for the quantity, like an active volcano that erupts violently, and the closer it is to the "crater", the richer the true qi becomes, like substance.

As the distance became shorter and shorter, the pace of the two began to slow down, the stride length became smaller and smaller, and in the end, they both leaned forward, moving inch by inch, and their expressions became more and more solemn. Behind them, two lines of clear footprints were left on the carpet. The plush quilt at the foot was peeled off, and a fluff floated like a fluff.

The aura contest between masters is more dangerous than close combat, and if one side loses, it is completely controlled, and there is no way to escape. If you want to stop the truce, you must also have a very tacit understanding and trust. If you take him and don't accept it, then you are looking for death.

These two people are the peak masters of martial arts, and the other is the masters of the outer sect of cultivation, and the outcome is unpredictable. However, since entering the world, cultivators have been devastating and decaying, and their methods are unpredictable and incredible, and there is no record of defeat to the laity. So no one is optimistic about Tiens Huarong, but they all hope that he can last a little longer.

Everyone at the scene didn't even dare to come out, for fear of making a little noise. No one released their aura for detection, because Nanxing used the "curtain on the earth" to cover the two of them.

The swaying and changing of the blue lotus is a warning and a deterrent.

Others judged the situation of the battle based on experience, only Man Jianghong could see it clearly, Guo Chunhai was like a flat boat in the rapids, and when he moved to the distance between the two sides was only more than one meter, his eyebrows were stirred, and his eyes flashed with a strange light.

Be careful!

Man Jianghong jumped up violently and shouted.

At that time, he was squatting on the edge of the ring, and he clearly felt that something flew out between Guo Chunhai's eyes and drilled into the opponent's head, but Wang Daqing's protective aura did not react, and was immediately controlled.

That thing, he is now sure to be the "divine consciousness" in the Daozang, is undoubtedly similar to the worldly "mental power" and "spiritual power". At the beginning of the Hudu River, after the rhubarb entered the water, Gao Gong Lao Dao had scanned the river surface several times with his divine sense, and this feeling was too familiar to him. However, the condensation of the divine consciousness of the high-ranking veteran is like a steel cable, and this Guo Chunhai's divine consciousness can only be regarded as an embroidery needle, but it is still very powerful!

It's too late to shout.

What's more, the blue lotus blocked the two of them up and down, and the sound from the outside couldn't be transmitted at all.

He could also see that Nanxing did not secretly support Guo Chunhai at all.

I'm really proud, if it's a master, why do you have to get a little hands and feet!

It's too late, it's too soon, and these chaotic thoughts are just a fleeting flash.

A divine sense shot out from Guo Chunhai's eyebrows, and it condensed into a thorn, which was the unique skill of the South China Sea Sect - the Amazing Thorn.

The Xiuzhen sect has its own strengths, like Shushan is a pure sword school, good at flying swords, like Taodu is said to have an ancient divine tree, and the magic weapon is unparalleled in the world, and the director of the Nanhai faction is to cultivate divine sense.

As a provincial deacon of the outer gate, Guo Chunhai understands martial arts. At first, he forced Wang Daqing back, but his skill realm was deeper than that of the other party, but he didn't dare to fight so hard in the face of Hua Rong, because the benefits of his fists and feet were really not his strengths. Therefore, the ideal state of his plan is that the two sides are stationary, extremely close to each other, and suddenly cast a terrifying stab. Where do you know that this fool on the other side doesn't need to be reminded at all, and take the initiative to compete for aura. If he jumps around, it's really hard to lock.

There are not many divine senses used in soul searching, like embroidery needles, which are mainly used for winding and control. And the Divine Awakening Piercing drains a quarter of the Divine Consciousness of the Body, just like the iron thorn of the spear, which can destroy the opponent's spiritual wisdom with a single blow. Since joining the WTO, he has not missed a beat.

Man Jianghong's heart jumped suddenly, and he clearly felt that Guo Chunhai's divine consciousness had condensed into a thorn and pierced into Hua Rong's mind, seeing the physical aura as if it were nothing.

The scene could feel the shocking sting, in addition to Man Jianghong, there were four people. Nanxing's face was pale, Butterfly Dance frowned and thought, Qiandapo's expression was solemn, and Bing Ling was a little surprised and curious. However, they can't "see" the change in their aura, let alone "see" the sudden change in the next moment like him.

Hua Rong's aura is the red of a volcanic eruption, light red, dark red, dark red, red, and so on, and it becomes purple to the extreme.

The shocking stab came into my mind, and I saw a circle of purple light burst out, like a shock wave formed by a nuclear bomb, invincible and indestructible.

The Horror Thorn was like a strip of snow piercing into a steel furnace, instantly collapsing and dissolving, without a trace.

That circle of purple light seemed to have spirituality, and it continued to spread along Hua Rong's aura, and as soon as it touched Guo Chunhai's true qi, it was as if a hungry tiger saw a flock of sheep, roared and shouted and pounced on it, dyeing that gray and white into a dark purple.

The Spike is a consumable assault weapon that cannot be recovered after a bullet has been discharged. However, with the faint connection between the divine consciousness and the ontology, Guo Chunhai felt that he had encountered something unreasonable, and he felt that he had touched something sacred and distant. For example, a beggar does not know the king, but when they meet, they will instinctively be afraid, knowing that the other party is not a level of power.

Man Jianghong sensed that the shocking thorn had collapsed, and when he saw Guo Chunhai froze, the operation of his true qi stagnated for an instant, and the circle of purple light and hungry tigers pounced on him. Immediately, Hua Rong's true qi was like an angry wave, and a big punch smashed into the opponent's chest. Guo Chunhai flew out like a sandbag, two-thirds of the purple light entered his body, and only one-third of it was hidden in Hua Rong's aura.

Separated from the blue lotus, Man Jianghong could still experience the divine aura of purple light, guessing that it was definitely a very high-level good thing, not like Hua Rong's cultivation, not only did he not obey his command, but even he himself may not know about its existence.

Didn't the eldest brother say that he found a strange thing in the mountains that was enough to change the history of mankind? Could it have something to do with this circle of purple light?

Guo Chunhai sent out a shocking stab and flew away upside down, with only a breath in between.

After Hua Rong punched out, he held his head in his hands and roared in the sky, looking extremely painful.

The roar spread out through the blue lotus flower, like a giant lion roaring in his ears. One by one, the security guards fell down, and the martial artists were also dizzy. The aura of the hall masters was triggered one after another, covering the nearby space.

Guo Chunhai bumped into the steps first, and then hit the one-meter-high ring. It stands to reason that a master like him, even if the injury is extremely serious, the body will still have an instinctive reaction. But after his leg hit the steps, he clamped it at 90 degrees with his motionless upper body, sat in the ring and slid around, and finally broke the rope loop, and continued to sit on the ground and slide rapidly towards the sea, like a zombie.

Nanxing flashed behind him, and pressed his palms against his back. But I don't want him to be skillful, but he is young, and his pure physical strength is not strong, so he can't resist it at all.

With a loud "bang" sound, Guo Chunhai collapsed the flower bed against Nanxing and fell under the ridge.

Only then did the people in the martial arts react, and several halls ran towards the sea as soon as they showed their figures.

The blue lotus flower passed away.

The observers were ecstatic.

Oh my God, Hua Rong actually defeated Guo Chunhai, and Martial Arts actually won Xiuzhen!

Only Man Jianghong was depressed in her heart. It seems that Guo Chunhai has gained great benefits in this battle, taking away most of the purple light, and the current condition of the eldest brother is extremely abnormal, as if he has a concussion.

He stood up and was about to step down when he saw a man flying up from the side of the flower bed, with a black face and bare feet, ragged clothes, trousers torn into strips, and two large black holes in his buttocks.

At first glance, I thought it was a senior elder of the beggar gang, but at first glance, it turned out to be a master of cultivation of the Nanhai faction.

Cut, when the master was the poorest, the pants could still cover his buttocks! Man Jianghong pursed his lips disdainfully.

Pouring out the water of the three rivers, it is difficult to wash today's shame!

Guo Chunhai was annoyed and angry, and with a punch knocked the hall that came to support him away, took a few steps forward, took out something from his arms, and pointed to the sky.

A firework exploded in mid-air, and the sea was turbulent, holding up a round of scorching sun, shining on the ground as if it were day.

The observers stared at the bright and brilliant fireworks, dumbfounded.

Nima, what age is it, still playing a cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to see each other?

Guo Chunhai was also dumbfounded.

Nima, actually took the wrong bird!

A small figure rushed out from behind Guo Chunhai, glanced back at him coldly, and pounced on Hua Rong, who was still roaring in the sky with his fists between his waist.

This is Nanxing, the proud son of the South China Sea, the poor child is covered in sand, his little face is covered with mud, his robe is worn out by a hole in the boss, and there are a few grasses coiled on his head, and he looks like a very potential little beggar.

Guo Chunhai glanced at Nanxing coldly, and his heart was cold.

It's over, Nanxing will never intercede for himself. Wang Daqing's espionage conspiracy was very serious, and it was very humiliating to lose to Hua Rong, but he was not guilty of death. However, when he was about to take out the magic weapon given by the elder and put Hua Rong to death, he sent out an urgent "trumpet arrow" by magic.

This "trumpet arrow" can only be used when Nanxing is in distress, and it is also a signal to launch an attack in advance. It is equivalent to this arrow misreporting the military situation, causing the entire battle plan to be suddenly advanced, if it is to be killed in the army, if it is in the Xiuzhen sect, it is not easy to die.

The Divine Thorn drained a quarter of his divine sense, causing his head to be chaotic and his body to react sluggishly, but at this moment, he quickly regained consciousness, and he felt that the fatigue of his body was swept away, and he was full of energy.

Hua Rong's punch almost crushed the body protection qi, and even broke a few sternums. However, a wisp of extremely thin and extremely sacred aura also poured into the body, and in an instant, the collapsed true qi was fused again, and even the injury on the chest was stabilized and did not continue to deteriorate.

He was perfectly capable of fighting, but then he hesitated.

That's a pure immortal qi, it's more than my own impure true qi or even Nanxing's pure spiritual power, I don't know how many times more wonderful, it's simply another world and another grade!

Hua Rong's mud legs obviously don't know the treasure, and his true qi is more complicated than his own, but he doesn't know what adventures he has.

Guo Chunhai's thinking today is much quicker than usual, and his courage has suddenly grown a lot, and he quickly made a decision, with a fierce look on his face.

The sea and the sky are vast, and the moon and stars are scarce.

Chaos and bloodshed came suddenly, kicking off the prelude to hunting and counter-hunting.