What happened in Daqingshan further strengthened Qin Ming's determination to go home.
Caiyi tried hard to persuade her for two days, but finally gave in. After repeatedly telling Qin Ming to pay attention to safety, he gave him a detailed map.
Two days later, the list of participants for this year's second hunting operation was officially announced. The last name in the bottom column was Qin Ming.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this is someone from the Mu Zixiu faction doing something. Otherwise, with Qin Ming's strength at the fifth level of the Lingwu Realm and his status as a low-level disciple and servant, he would not be eligible to participate.
Now that the matter has come to this, I can only pity Qin Ming. You should never have defeated Mu Zixiu and provoked him. Mu Zixiu is very powerful in the Qingyun Sect, and there are many senior brothers and sisters who are in the same trench with him. Well now, they forcefully drag you into the hunting circle just to treat you as their number one prey.
The day after the competition quota was announced, Qin Ming came to the fifth martial arts arena, which was the gathering place for hunting operations.
There are already hundreds of disciples waiting here in the martial arts arena. They are generally around twenty years old, and their realms are above the sixth level of Lingwu, and some are at the ninth level of Lingwu.
Some disciples have participated many times and are calm and collected. Some disciples were participating for the first time and were anxiously asking for advice from experienced disciples.
Although hunting is very dangerous, it also comes with opportunities. For example, you may collect precious spiritual grass and spiritual fruits in the deep mountains and old forests, or you may catch a spirit demon cub, or you may pick up some kind of special treasure. These are all possible. Compared to the step-by-step training within the Qingyun Sect, many ambitious and driven disciples prefer to join together in hunting operations.
Therefore, each hunting operation will have a scale of about a thousand people, which is very large.
Many disciples also specially formed a fixed team to regularly participate in each hunting operation, and the treasures obtained were evenly distributed.
In the square, some of the disciples participating for the first time formed a group on their own, some were joining the famous elite teams, and some teams were recruiting companions to expand their team strength.
As soon as Qin Ming walked to the martial arts arena, several people gathered around him to win over him.
"Brother, how many times have you participated in a hunting operation? Are you interested in joining our team?"
"My friend, we are a newly formed team and we need a strong and tough disciple like you to join us. What do you think? Think about it?"
"How high is your spiritual level? Do you want to consider... Huh... I think you look familiar."
"Are you Qin Ming?" Someone recognized him.
"Yes." As soon as Qin Ming opened his mouth, seven or eight people turned around and dispersed, leaving him alone.
The other people who were about to come over to recruit also dispersed when they saw it was him. In the eyes of these people, Qin Ming has strength and drive, but unfortunately he is full of trouble and may be beaten by a group of people on the first day. They were there for adventure and experience, not for death. The less trouble, the better.
Qin Ming didn't care, he had no intention of joining any team.
The martial arts arena was lively and the atmosphere was very enthusiastic.
Groups of three or five gathered together, all discussing the upcoming hunting operation. Some were eager to try and get crazy, some encouraged each other to try to find high-grade spiritual treasures, and some teams wanted to cooperate with each other and prepare to hunt down some powerful spiritual treasures. Demon.
However, Qin Ming discovered some special people in the crowd.
Personal disciple, Ding Dian!
Personal disciple, Tieshanhe!
Personal disciple, Di Yun!
We even saw Ling Xue, a direct disciple of Yaoshan who rarely appears!
"Why are they here? Are they also participating in a hunting operation?" Qin Ming felt strange. These people should have no shortage of spiritual grass and training opportunities. Then I thought about it, could it be preparing for the Bazong Tea Party? Are these candidates going to take advantage of the dangerous environment of the forest to challenge their limits, experience crises, and improve their combat effectiveness
Qin Ming noticed them, and they all saw Qin Ming.
"Di Yun, that is Qin Ming." A female disciple reminded Di Yun.
Di Yun slowly turned around and looked at Qin Ming. His eyes were sharp and his face was expressionless. His strong posture could be felt from a distance.
Qin Ming met Di Yun's gaze calmly. He has been observing Di Yun's cultivation over the years. Over time, he figured out the first three stages of King Kong Jin, and then he was able to advance to the spiritual martial realm.
Di Yun looked at him for a while and then walked towards Qin Ming. He is strong and strong, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, and his eyes are bright. The clothes are very casual, and the whole body is full of muscles, showing a sense of strength, but it never looks bloated. The proportions are perfect, and the person is very handsome.
He is a direct disciple who has practiced Vajra Strength to the extreme. His explosive power is astonishing. He has been famous in Qingyun Sect for three to five years.
As his personal disciple, he is likely to practice the earth-level martial art Vajra Hunyuan Dao in the future, and his future is boundless.
"Di Yun walked towards Qin Ming?"
"Want to show off with him?"
"Is he Qin Ming? This is the first time I've seen him."
"Hey! Qin Ming and Di Yun are going to face off? I've been looking forward to this scene for a long time."
"I've always been curious about Di Yun's reaction when he found out about Qin Ming's practice of King Kong Jin. Hehe, a good show is on."
Ding Dian, Han Qianye and other direct disciples also looked here and observed carefully. Di Yun is a strong man in the eighth level of Lingwu, and he follows a fierce path. His strength is very strong, and few people are willing to fight with him.
"You are Qin Ming." Di Yun stopped three steps away from Qin Ming and looked at him.
"Senior Brother Di Yun." Qin Ming took the initiative to salute with clasped fists, neither humble nor overbearing.
"How many kilograms is the force of one punch?"
"I can weigh nine hundred kilograms now." Qin Ming's realm has improved now, and his physique has been sublimated. He has at least a punch power of more than one thousand kilograms.
"Have you mastered Vajra Power in a month?"
"I have seen my senior brother practice before, and I have been imitating him. I have some ideas, and I can practice them faster."
Di Yun actually nodded gently: "You are very talented! Can I compete with you some other time?"
"Senior brother, if you are interested, I will accompany you at any time." Qin Ming smiled and stretched out his hand.
The two high-fived each other in the air, and the clear voice echoed back to the martial arts arena.
This scene dumbfounded many people who were waiting to see the show. Is it over like this? When did Di Yun become so easy to talk to
At this time, a large group of people came to the martial arts arena. There were hundreds of them. Judging from their attire, they were from more than a dozen different teams, but they all had the same identity - the Great Elder Faction.
The great elder is very powerful in Qingyun Sect, with seven or eight elders who absolutely support him.
There were some direct disciples in the oncoming team, all of whom belonged to the great elder or his die-hard elders.
These disciples soon discovered Qin Ming after arriving at the martial arts arena, and each of them showed a strange smile.
The atmosphere in the martial arts arena was slightly quieter, and many people's eyes drifted here intentionally or unintentionally.
Qin Ming was well prepared and turned around to walk to the corner of the martial arts arena, not wanting to confront them for the time being. The hunting conference lasted for thirty days. He would first go to Daqingshan to see his relatives, and then he would slowly fight with them when he came back.
"Are you Qin Ming?"
"Stop! I'm asking you something!"
"Don't pretend to be deaf, I know you heard me."
Several young men and women walked out of the team and followed Qin Ming.
"Is something wrong?" Qin Ming turned around helplessly. , facing them.
A tall and thin disciple walked up to Qin Ming and picked at his baggage: "What's in it?"
"It has nothing to do with you."
The tall and thin disciple picked up the baggage again: "Do you really want to participate in the hunting conference?"
Qin Ming glanced at him and chuckled: "Isn't it obvious?"
These disciples circled around Qin Ming, irritating him with sarcasm.
"You are really thick-skinned. You come when I ask you to do it? Why don't you just obey me when I ask you to die?"
"Haha, little guy, open your eyes and see which disciple on the martial arts field is not at the sixth level of Lingwu."
"A servant who doesn't deliver goods honestly and insists on joining the circle of top disciples, do you think you are thick-skinned, or do you think you overestimate your abilities?"
"Don't think that if you beat Mu Zixiu, you can challenge the Seventh Heaven. He was careless that day. When he recovers, will you two try again?"
"Get out! Get away from where you came from! Hunting is a game for brave men. Why are you, a servant, joining in the fun?"
Qin Ming smiled and shook his head: "Is this interesting?"
"I think it's very interesting! Don't you think so?"
"Stop talking nonsense, go back!"
"Tiantian looks so proud of himself. Do you really think you can still be your young city lord? I haven't killed you in the past eight years. You should thank us for not looking for you."
This group of disciples came here deliberately to humiliate Qin Ming. If you stay, it will embarrass you! you go? Just give in and don't think about raising your head again in Qingyun Sect.
Qin Ming was neither humble nor arrogant: "The hunting operation has begun. It's better to fight in the forest than to talk here."
"A fight? You still want to fight with grandpa and me..." A tall and thin boy was about to get in front of Qin Ming's face, when a dark sword suddenly cut across the two of them.
"Who the hell..." These disciples were about to rebuke angrily, but their expressions changed and they all shut up. Tieshan River? !
Tieshanhe had disheveled hair, slender eyes, and was as sharp as a knife. He was very sharp and powerful. He approached them with his sword raised, and slapped the tall and thin boy on the face with the sword, making a crisp sound: "Back off!"
"Tieshanhe, you... what do you want to do..." The momentum of these people suddenly weakened. No one dared to resist and retreated step by step.
The hundreds of people from the Great Elder's faction all changed their expressions and looked at this place with frowning eyebrows.
The others looked at each other, not expecting Tieshanhe to suddenly intervene.
Among the new generation of Qingyun Sect, Tieshanhe can definitely compete with Jin Ling's disciples in terms of talent and strength. Moreover, he is crazier and wilder, with a deeper background.
Tieshanhe stood in front of Qin Ming, with his blade against the throat of the master disciple: "You must be self-aware. If you were given the same resources and conditions as Qin Ming eight years ago, eight years later, you would not even be qualified to carry his shoes. No, don’t act like a villain. If you have the ability, kill him now. If you don’t, just get away.” Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.