Chapter 882: Chapter Eight Hundred and Eighty-Two: A Tragic Return

On the light curtain hanging from the arena, only Ye Wentian's score suddenly began to beat, and the beating was so fast that it was more exaggerated than before! There was almost no break between the changes of the numbers, and the beating numbers completely turned into a phantom, and it was impossible to see clearly.

This is what many people don't want to see, they curse Ye Wentian madly in their hearts, but there is no way at all.

Ye Zhiqiu's face was extremely ugly at the moment, Ye Wentian was already ranked second, squeezing Xiang Shaowu down, there was a tendency to surpass Zou Xuan to become the first, and then look at the results of the three heroes of the Ye family, Ye Wuru, who had the best talent and the strongest strength, was only ranked fifth. One is the "evil seed" of the sect, and the other is the genius of the sect, this contrast is really embarrassing.

Referring to the Heavenly Sect, the Chaos Sect, the Qilin Sect, and the Gluttonous Sect, none of them have a good-looking face, not because the results of their own sect disciples are not ideal, but because Ye Wentian's score ranking is too high, if Ye Mantian really surpasses Zou Xuan and becomes the first in Spring Hunting, then this slap will be too painful and embarrassing.

King Pingding suppressed the anger and suspicion in his heart, like an active volcano about to erupt, Hua Mugong was silent and couldn't say a word, it was with their help that Huayang Hou was able to successfully sneak in, but why was Ye Wentian's score still beating, could it be that Huayang Hou failed? Is this possible? Huayang Hou is a strong Spirit Emperor!

Qilin Sect Sect Leader Zuo Lengxuan's eyebrows were tightly twisted together, he knew about Champion Hou's sneaking into the Spring Hunt, at this time the Spring Hunt was nearing the end, why didn't Champion Hou start yet? He thought about it, but he couldn't think of the reason, let alone consider the possibility that Champion Hou was defeated.

"King Wu, Shaowu was surpassed by Ye Wentian, what do you think?" asked Long Xiaotian with a smile.

King Wu smiled: "If you exceed, you will exceed, as long as you can stabilize the top three, it will not be a shame, not to mention, the ring competition is the key to determining the ranking of the young talent list, I believe that Shaowu still has a chance." ”

"Oh, you have so much confidence in Shaowu?" Long Xiaotian was surprised, Xiang Shaowu was defeated by Zou Xuan twice, this is a well-known thing, not to mention that there is a Ip Man Tian this time.

"Your Majesty will find out later. ”

"Come on, come on, damn guy!" Kacha clenched his pink fist, his beautiful red eyes did not blink, and his pretty face was red and he looked extremely excited.

"Come on, big brother, step on the first!" Maitreya shouted, regardless of whether Ye Wentian could hear it or not, attracting the attention of many people.

Teresa seemed to have sat for too long, a little tired, straightened up and stretched, this action highlighted the proud curves vividly, especially the majestic peaks on the chest, which made people bleed wildly.

From beginning to end, she was the center of the light of the audience, almost all the young disciples couldn't hold it, and they only dared to look over here secretly because of the female marshal's fierce might, secretly admiring the female marshal's peerless demeanor, and the jealousy of Ye Wentian in her heart was almost like a surging river.

Men always think about problems with male instinct, in the eyes of the men in the audience, Teresa is too outstanding, maybe in terms of appearance, Yan Ruyu and Teresa are at the same level, but in terms of figure, it is definitely Teresa who wins, plus blue hair and blue eyes, the famous name and the martial spirit, together it can be called perfect, and it can't be more perfect.

"Don't worry, sister, my man must be the strongest. Teresa stretched out contentedly, raised her hand and stroked the long hair around her ears, not knowing what she thought, she suddenly smiled and added, "All aspects!"

Facts have proved that the female marshal's prediction is absolutely correct, Ye Wentian's jump speed has increased unabated, and ten minutes before the end, he officially broke through the thousand, and when there are still five minutes left, he finally surpassed Zou Xuan and squeezed the name that dominated the top spot.

At the moment of transcending success, everyone behind Teresa stood up and raised their arms and shouted, and their excitement was overflowing.

Elder Qing Yan and Mrs. Qing Li glanced at each other, and they both secretly breathed a sigh of relief, which at least proved that Ye Wentian and Xiao Qingjiao were safe, but they didn't know that Xiao Qingjiao got the Qinglong Dragon Bone, and in the future, it would no longer be Xiao Qingjiao, but Xiao Qinglong.

Time passed minute by minute, Ye Wentian had already occupied the top spot of the spring hunting list, but the score continued to beat, the atmosphere in the arena began to become a little wrong, and many people took the initiative to leave, they didn't want to see the scene of Ye Wentian's triumphant return, it was too exciting.

When the countdown ended, Ip Mantian's score broke through the 2,000 mark unprecedentedly, not only firmly occupying the first place, but also throwing off Zou Xuan, setting a new record for spring hunting points.

The spatial teleportation array automatically opened, and pillars of light fell in the field, and a person stood in each pillar of light, and after a while, the teleportation ended, and all the survivors returned, many of whom looked like they had survived the catastrophe.

To everyone's surprise, the gap between the number of people and when they entered was too big!

Long Xiaotian swept it over, and found that Long Yuyao was kneeling on the ground trembling, I don't know what frightened him, Long Yuding didn't come back, and he had obviously died in the secondary plane.

Qilin Sect Sect Master Zuo Lengxuan stood up and shouted at Zuo Han, "What about Yu Fan, why hasn't he come back?"

In fact, he already knew the reason in his heart, but he still couldn't help but ask, in the previous spring hunts, although there were often ten sect disciples who were seriously injured, they almost never died. Even if Zuo Yufan is not the most outstanding, he is also a leader among young disciples, how can he not be shocked or angry when he loses an excellent disciple?

Ye Zhiqiu rushed into the arena for the first time, pressed Ye Wuru's shoulder, and said urgently: "Unintentionally, how could he die in the secondary plane? Who did it!"

Hua Mugong snorted, leaving a wisp of blood on the corner of his mouth, he searched for it three times, but there was not a single disciple of the Wind Tiger Sect, these fifty disciples of the Wind Tiger Sect were all elites selected by the sect, this injury, it hurts!

Yang Guanhai's feet were soft and he almost didn't stand firm, but fortunately, Dingyuan Hou quickly held on to it, but his face was also pale.

"Fifty elite disciples, why haven't any of them come back? Why is this!" Yang Guanhai felt a pain in his heart, these disciples were the pillars of the Ink Sword Sect in the future, without them, the Ink Sword Sect would have fallen into a trough in the future due to lack of success.

Ouyang Qi's face had always been not very good, he looked very weak, and he had consumed all his toxins by quenching the poison for the Thirteen Dead Soldiers, and when he found that all the disciples of the Eight Poisons Sect had been wiped out, but Ye Wentian was still alive and well, a mouthful of blood poured into his mouth and flowed out from between his teeth.