I only got three points for the first question
Nanfeng pondered slightly, this score is indeed not high, but fortunately there are three questions later, Nanfeng still has a chance to catch up later.
"By the way, who is number one now?" Nanfeng asked.
Hearing this question, a look of anger flashed across Yan Nujiao's pretty face: "It's the Vanu family of the Wadeka Empire. He also injured my followers, otherwise my score wouldn't be so low."
Nanfeng breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously: "That's okay."
As long as the first place is not Yan Mingzhe, otherwise how could he win against Long Wudi?
No chance at all.
"It's okay, but it's not okay." Yan Nujiao said unhappily, "We will definitely encounter followers of the Vanu family tonight. You two are the focus. If anything happens, I will be responsible for it."
Later, Nanfeng learned from Yan Nujiao what happened in the first question.
The first question is about hunting ferocious beasts.
As the name suggests, contestants from each major family will hunt ferocious beasts within the range defined by the organizer, and the one with the highest score in the end wins.
The number of ferocious beasts hunted and the level of the ferocious beasts will all affect the score.
This year, the Yan family originally sent only Yan Mingzhe to compete. The six followers of Yan Mingzhe were all masters that the Yan family had carefully trained for many years.
Yan Nujiao secretly came to compete because she was too bored staying at home.
Because she came so suddenly, the Yan family could only temporarily find 6 people to become Yan Nujiao's followers.
Although these six people are also level 39, they are considered weak in the same level. They cannot beat anyone.
In the first question, Yan Nujiao and her 6 followers were lucky enough to surround a level 37 ferocious beast.
But just when they were about to kill this ferocious beast, the contestants from the Vanu family suddenly came out, snatched Yan Nujiao's trophies, and seriously injured the six followers.
This also caused Yan Nujiao to leave the game early and only scored 3 points.
What's even worse is that because all 6 of her followers have lost their combat effectiveness, if new followers cannot be found in time, Yan Nujiao will be eliminated directly.
The Yan family originally did not want Yan Nujiao to continue competing, so they did not help her find followers again.
Yan Nujiao could only wander around the city alone, looking for followers, and she found one, Man Ning.
Then there was the south wind.
At this point, Yan Nujiao said solemnly: "I only have two of your followers, while the other contestants have 6 followers. You need 2 against 6, which is very dangerous."
"If you feel that you are no match, don't force yourself. If you have to admit defeat, just admit defeat."
"Don't worry, no matter what the outcome is, I won't give you any less of the money I should give you."
Man Ning nodded coldly and said nothing.
Nanfeng's attention was completely attracted by a strange point: "You just said that you would add 6 level 39 masters to beat up a level 37 ferocious beast. We also need to besiege him, so he won’t be killed just by blowing his breath.”
Yan Nujiao's eyes widened: "What are you talking about? The ferocious beasts of the same level are several times more powerful than humans. We can hunt down a level 37 ferocious beast without any damage. It's already pretty good, okay?"
"" Nanfeng took out his ears, wondering if he had too much earwax, causing hearing problems.
Man Ning, who was standing next to her, glanced at Nan Feng, guessed what she was talking about, and said softly: "According to legend, only those strong men with their own divine weapons can hunt ferocious beasts of the same level. I don't know if it's true."
"Oh" Nan Feng suddenly realized.
I almost forgot, 99% of these locals don't have any magic weapons or equipment. They are about the same as the Chosen Ones with nothing on but their buttocks, maybe even worse.
A naked chosen one might not be able to beat a ferocious beast of the same level.
Man Ning lowered her head and said with some disappointment: "I've been stuck at level 39 for many years. It's because I don't have a divine weapon that I can't break through."
Yan Nujiao patted Man Ning's shoulder lightly and raised her chin proudly: "If I can sit on the position of city lord this time, I will help you get a magic weapon of your own destiny."
Man Ning smiled slightly: "Thank you, that's settled then."
Nanfeng looked at this female boxer who always maintained a cold appearance, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "It turns out she is also a scheming woman."
The unicorn carriage galloped in Liuyun City for a while and stopped at the gate of the King of Fighters Arena.
Nanfeng got off the carriage and looked up at the two 30-meter-high gates in front of him, feeling a little shocked.
The gate alone is as high as ten stories, higher than the city gates in Nancheng.
Find a chance next time and take it apart for him. Nanfeng thought silently in his heart.
"Look, there's another contestant here, and she's a woman."
"It's Yan Nujiao from the Yan family. I heard that in the last test, all six of her followers were seriously injured. Shouldn't they be eliminated?"
"Don't you understand this? Did you see the man and woman beside her? They are the followers Yan Nujiao has just found in the past two days."
"Hey, 6 won't work, what's the use of 2?"
"If I'm not mistaken, that man seems to be only level 36."
"I guess she just came here today to fool around."
Outside the gate of the King of Fighters Arena, a dense crowd of onlookers was already standing, pointing at Nanfeng and the other three.
Yan Nujiao said softly: "Ignore these people, let's go in."
Yan Nujiao opened her slender white legs and strode towards the martial arts arena, followed closely by Nan Feng and Man Ning.
A capable woman who looked like a reporter came forward with a professional smile.
"Hello, Miss Yan, I am a reporter from Liuyun Daily. Can I interview you?"
Yan Nujiao shook her head and walked straight past the female reporter: "Sorry, I have to go in."
The female reporter followed Yan Nujiao reluctantly, spouting a string of questions:
"What do you think about today's tournament? Do you think you can be it?"
"You only brought 2 followers. Do you have great confidence in them, or are you just a loser?"
"What do you want to say to Vanuqing, who eliminated you from the previous question?"
Yan Nujiao turned a deaf ear and strode inside.
Nanfeng whispered: "There are actually reporters here."
The female reporter saw that Yan Nujiao was not getting enough of her, and she saw Nan Feng's lips moving slightly, so she quickly came over.
"Hello, I think you were talking about something just now. Do you have anything harsh to say to Vanuqing before the game?"
Nanfeng's mouth twitched. This female reporter is good. She has actually mastered one of the essences of being a reporter: leading the way.
Doesn't he have anything harsh to say before the game?
He didn't even know who Vanuqing was.
"Hahaha, I heard someone wants to say harsh words to me."
Hearty laughter suddenly came from the distance, and a 2.8-meter-tall man strode over with six other 2-meter-tall men.
They were like seven little giants, each weighing more than 500 kilograms, and the ground shook slightly when they walked.
This is a person from the Vanu family of the Wedeka Empire.
The two-meter-tall contestant Vanuqing.
Vanuqing came to Nanfeng and the others, lowered his head and looked at them with disdain: "You cute dwarfs, you'd better go home and find your mother. This is not the place you should be." ??
Hey, my bad-tempered Nanfeng got angry immediately.
Who are you talking about as a dwarf? He is very tall.
Faced with Vanuqing's extremely aggressive gaze, Nanfeng stared back without fear: "The dwarfs are cute, aren't they? When the game starts, I will beat the six followers behind you until they are shorter than me. .”
The female reporter's eyes lit up.
Isn't the smell of gunpowder here?
Write it down, write it down, tomorrow’s Liuyun Daily will have the headlines
"Brother Shen"
"Um"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.
To this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
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Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possessing the memory of a previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment changes in vain.
The aroma of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.
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