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At this time, the Patriarch of Mikmmore walked out of the crowd, looked around and said loudly, "Now, the competition between the Fath of the Xin Jing tribe and the Linghu Jue of the Red Moon tribe will officially begin, but I want to remind the two contestants that since the competition venue is not protected by a magic enchantment, large-scale offensive magic cannot be used, and now, the competition begins." The full-text ad-free novel is all on Aishang Novel Network biquge.info "Patriarch Mikmor was still afraid of the magic that Linghu Jue used in the last battle with the forest thieves, so he reminded him paradoxically.

As soon as Patriarch Mikmmore's words fell, Fath had already rushed towards Ling Hu Jue with a quick pace, and the short knife in his hand also slashed towards Ling Hu Jue's body with silver light. Ling Hu Jue hurriedly retreated, and for the two-meter-long black dragon spear, it was the last time to keep a certain distance in wartime. Linghu shook the black dragon's spear, picked out a spear flower and stabbed it at Fath's left shoulder. Fath turned sideways, and his body wrapped around the stabbed barrel of the spear towards Ling Hu Jue, and the knife also changed direction and slashed at Ling Hu Jue's hand. Linghu Jue put the gun horizontally, and with a sound of "ping", he blocked Fasi's knife, and Fasi saw that he had a chance to get close, and he slashed at Linghu Jue dozens of times in a row.

The surrounding onlookers only heard the metal impact of the "ping-pong horn", and they couldn't see the figures and tricks of the two people clearly.

After Ling Hu Jue blocked Fasi's quick knife, he put the tip of the gun to the ground a little, and the person rose into the air, widening the distance between the two of them again.

Fasi didn't give Linghu Jue a chance to breathe at all, and turned sideways and pounced on Linghu Jue. Ling Hu Jue secretly admired Fasi's strength in his heart, although he had not yet used his fighting energy, but looking at his movements and degrees, he had already passed the level of a high-level swordsman.

Looking at Fasi who rushed over, Ling Fox exclaimed, "Black Dragon Wings." "This is the first time that Linghu has performed it after learning the Black Dragon Three Styles. I saw Ling Hu Jue jump up two meters high, the black dragon spear in his hand whirring, and the longing shadow of the spear exuded a gloomy and cold atmosphere, and surrounded Fasi in an instant. Fath also snorted softly, and his body rolled up, trying to roll out of the shadow of the gun. But the moves on this artifact are so easy for him to break. The longing spear shadows actually gathered together, like a flying black dragon like Fasi rushed over. Fasi couldn't avoid it, and he actually forced the fighting spirit of his whole body, and for a while, white light enveloped Fasi's whole body, and Fasi also shouted, "Blade of the Crazy Knife." A white knife qi collided with the shadow of Ling Hu's gun, and with a "bang", the two of them each took a few steps back and stood still. There was also a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Although Linghu Jue was not injured, he was also aroused by Fasi's knife. Hurriedly running the Demon Moon True Qi that had just been connected, a pale golden light came out of his body, flowing through Ling Fox's body, and the shoulder-length light also floated slightly with the flowing light. All the hunters of all races who were watching the battle from the sidelines couldn't help but exclaim; Saint fighting spirit. "It's no wonder that everyone is surprised, even Quan Donglin Da 6 has only a few dozen holy warriors, and the youngest is more than 4o years old, but Ling Hu is only 18 years old.

Fa Si, who was hunched over and standing in front of Ling Hu Jue, looked at the pale golden fighting aura that came out of Ling Hu Jue's body, and was already desperate, how could he, a swordsman who had not yet stepped into the Great Swordsman level, fight with a holy warrior? But he couldn't give up, because the game wasn't over yet.

Linghu Jue's handsome face grew colder and colder, and a trace of cold air forced towards Fasi through his eyes. He shouted loudly, "The wrath of the black dragon." In an instant, the black dragon snatched up with the figure of Ling Fox Jue rushing over, and there was a faint sound of dragon roaring, and the shiny tip of the spear stabbed towards Fasi like a poisonous snake. And the degree grew faster and faster, and the stabbing tip of the spear flew in front of Fath in front of him. At this time, Fath looked at this domineering shot, and actually dispersed the fighting spirit of his whole body, threw down the knife in his hand, and said softly, "I surrender." The tip of the spear stopped in Fasi's chest, and the uncontrollable gunqi still stabbed Fasi's chest, and a few blood splashes appeared.

Ling Hu Jue's gun was gently lowered, and a trace of blood began to slowly extend from the corner of his mouth, dripping on the ground drop by drop. The domineering shot just now made Ling Hu Jue stubbornly accept it because of Fasi's surrender, and the backlash of the gun qi made Ling Hu Jue suffer internal injuries that were more severe than Fasi. Linghu Jue silently turned around and walked towards the crowd, looking a little lonely.

The hunters of the surrounding clans had already recovered from Ling Hujue's domineering shot just now and began to cheer loudly. And Fath also picked up the fallen knife and staggered towards his people, knowing that this time he was no longer greeted by glory, but despicable, because he was a hunter who threw his knife and surrendered.

At this time, the blue-faced Mikmmore patriarch walked out again, and said to the hunters of the various clans who were still cheering, "This competition was won by Linghu Jue of the Red Moon Tribe, and as a reward, all the magic cores and magic crystals hunted this time were obtained by the Red Moon Tribe, and the four major tribes will also be led by the Red Moon Tribe in the following year." This is the end of the four-clan competition. After saying that, the Micmo Patriarch hurriedly took his patriarch to clean up the camp and prepare to set off for his tribe.

The Lanna tribe and the Kad tribe also said a few polite words to the Shuda patriarch, and also took their own people to clean up the camp, and the small tribes and small villages gathered around the Shuda patriarch to talk endlessly, while most of the hunters gathered around the falcon team, looking at Ling Hu Jue, who was talking to Tusu.

Linghu Jue said softly to Tusu, "You clean up, take the two of you back to the Xinyue tribe with the Mikmmore patriarch, and see what the hell he is doing? ”

Tusu nodded, and quietly called the two members of the Falcon team to go to his camp to pack up their things.

At this time, the Xiuda Patriarch had already called the rest of the small tribe and his own clansmen together, pointed at Ling Hu Jue and the Falcon Squad and said loudly, "Have you seen it? This is the best hunter of our Red Moon Tribe, thanks to their efforts, we have succeeded, on behalf of all the clansmen of the Red Moon Tribe, thank them for bringing us the least honor of being a hunter tribe, that is, pride!" After speaking, he actually bowed to Ling Hu Jue and the Falcon Squad, and all the clansmen also bowed. Ling Hu Jue hurriedly walked over, helped the Xiuda Patriarch, then looked around, and said loudly, "We have never forgotten one thing, whether it is in success or failure, that is, we will always be the people of the Red Moon Tribe and the hunters of the Misida Mountains. I am confident that my Falcon Squad and I will bring new glory to our tribe and to all the hunters of our Mistard Mountains. ”

After speaking, he pointed the black dragon spear in his hand to the sky, and all the members of the falcon team also drew their swords and shouted, "Red Moon Tribe, falcon squad." The hunters of the Red Moon Tribe and other small tribes were all touched by the incomparable confidence in front of them, and they deeply believed that in the near future, the hunters of the entire Misda Mountains would be proud to have such a team.

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