The small gray-white fish shuttled briskly through the mist.

The small beings condensed by these mist have slender bodies and agile movements, chasing each other in groups of three or five, tearing and biting. In an instant, thousands of small fish disappeared into the stomachs of their companions.

The little fish that devoured its companion became a little thicker and its face clearer. Round-eyed and wide-mouthed, with angry cavities on his back, he looks like a calf alive.

These calves are still biting and devouring each other, growing and growing in this mist-shrouded world.

Until the end.

The only surviving small fish has become a behemoth.

When it flicks its tail on one side of the misty sea, the other side of the sea will set off a huge wave, and it opens its mouth to inhale hard, and the fog of the whole world is much thinner.

"There's something under the fog!" Zheng Qing gripped the brass telescope so hard that he almost shoved his eyeballs in.

Before waiting for the arrival of the big sorcerers on the presidium, the young public scholarship student began to watch the story in the fog that shrouded the hunting ground.

Very old-fashioned stories of big fish eating small fish and small fish eating dried shrimp.

The only thing that is irresistible is that the little fish that are constantly evolving in the bite are so vivid, like real creatures.

On more than one occasion, Zheng Qing saw fish fry that had just broken open their membranes being swallowed into the stomach by a hunter the size of a finger, and saw small fish whose tails had been bitten off rolling in the mist, trying to prey on weaker kinds. A white mist continued to emulate from their wounds and accumulate through their bites.

This path of evolution was so cruel that the young public scholarship student did not dare to ask the doctor whether these creatures in the fog were real or fake.

Until the last big fish swallowed most of the mist in one gulp.

"There's something under the fog!" Zheng Qing stared at the thin fog, his eyes wide, trying to see the scene under the mist.

His shouts resonated with many.

"How can I see a big desert below?" Duan Xiaojian turned the telescope in his hand, looking a little surprised: "Could it be that the theme of this year's hunting competition is 'desert hunting'...... Wow, what a storm!"

"Where did the storm come from!It's bugs!There are so many bugs!" Li Meng interrupted him and screamed, "It's disgusting...... It's all bugs...... Cousin, let's go back, we're going to have nightmares after watching this night!"

"Where are the bugs?" Jiang Yu soothed the little witch, her voice a little confused: "What I see is a vast sea...... Maybe it's a big lake, and there are egrets standing on dead trees on the water. ”

Zheng Qing was just about to open his mouth to share what he saw, when he heard everyone's gossip discussion, his heart suddenly beat a little drum, and he couldn't help but turn the telescope again and look at it again.

What he saw was a lush meadow.

There are soft carpet grass, thick and hard cow tendon grass, tall basil, starry sky full of small white flowers, blooming hyacinths, etc., if there is a willow tree among the grass, a shepherd boy resting, a big yellow cow foraging, it is really a very poetic picture.

Before he could see clearly, the air cavity on the back of the big fish suddenly opened, like a volcanic eruption, and the billowing mist rushed out, and in the blink of an eye, it re-flooded the center of the hunting ground.

Zheng Qing blinked, finally couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and turned his head to look at Xiao Xiao.

"What's down there? Do you see it?"

Xiao Xiao hesitated for a moment, and shook his head rarely, indicating that he didn't know either.

Zheng Qing didn't sarcastically mock him.

He suddenly remembered a question he had struggled with before.

"Isn't this hunting ground a bit small?" asked the young scholar with open arms, gesturing, "If it is used to play a football game, it must be more than enough...... But the demon hunt?"

As he spoke, he shook his head again and again.

"I put on my horse and ran ten laps around this field, and I was afraid that I wouldn't even use it for a minute. Zheng Qing finally thought of an appropriate example, and couldn't help but complain: "I have seen many records of demon hunting competitions, and those hunting teams have traveled dozens of miles and traveled for more than ten days...... Could it be that they are all staging a 'trapped beast fight' in such a small hunting ground?"

"Probably not. Xiao Xiao denied, but also looked a little confused, and finally just said, "Wait a little longer...... We'll find out in a moment. ”

As he spoke, the flags around the hunting ground suddenly stirred, and a sudden gale fell in the middle of the mist.

The big fish in the sea of fog seemed to have eaten stimulants, frantically flapping their tail fins, stirring up the monstrous mist, riding the wind, and swaying upward.

"Kun...... Kunpeng??" Zheng Qing stammered as he looked at the figure that was constantly transforming in mid-air.

He's not alone.

In the stands on all sides of the hunting ground, screams of shock rang out everywhere.

"There is a fish in the northern underworld, and its name is Kun ......"

"Turned into a bird, its name is Peng ......"

"Fly in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky......"

"The water hits 3,000 miles, and the sway rises to 90,000 miles......"

"Absolute clouds, negative blue sky......"

After a brief period of astonishment, the young wizards seemed to be excited by the 'kun' that struggled out of the fog, and they couldn't help but sing Zhuangzi's "Getaway".

But before the article was finished, it came to an abrupt end.

Before the big fish that broke free from the fog sea could fly high, a thick dragon suddenly pounced from the depths of the fog and swallowed the bird fish that was about to transform into a big roc.

The fog rolled and gradually subsided a lot.

There was silence on the hunting grounds.

Everyone stared at the scene in amazement.

"Disappointment. Next to him, Li Meng summed up his mood in one word.

"It's here!" Xiao Xiao suddenly tugged on Zheng Qing's sleeve.

Although he didn't explain it, Zheng Qing immediately understood the doctor's unfinished meaning.

He turned his head to look at the podium.

Under the red curtain, on the three high-backed chairs in the first row, three figures in black robes have appeared at some point.

"On the left is the Speaker of the Moonlight Council, and on the right is the Speaker of the Wizarding Council...... The principal sat in the middle. Xiao Xiao also held a brass telescope in his hand, and whispered quickly.

Zheng Qing tried to turn the telescope in his hand, but no matter how he adjusted the focus, the three black figures in his line of sight were always as hazy as fog.

Give the feeling that they are in another world.

"Still can't see clearly. The young public scholarship student finally dropped the telescope in his hand in frustration, and his tone was a little indignant: "Wander, that pit man's peddler...... I'll go back and complain about him!"

Xiao Xiao shook his head, he knew what Zheng Qing was annoyed about.

"If you can see his face so easily, then he is not the president of First University. The doctor muttered as he held up the binoculars and looked at the podium.

Zheng Qing sighed, did not argue, but raised the telescope in his hand again.