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Chapter 170 Hunter vs Monk

The winner's announcement instantly broke the silence in the venue, and the next second, thunderous applause resounded throughout the arena.

"That's my brother! That's my brother!" Jiang Hanlei pulled Mu Yao and Lu Shanshan's hands and jumped excitedly, and was even happier than she won the game herself.

Of course, Jiang Feng knew that the little girl would come today, so after searching for a while, he saw her jumping up and down figure. He grinned and Jiang Feng stretched out his hand and waved at Jiang Hanrui.

Jiang Hanrui also jumped up excitedly and responded: "Second brother, you are so awesome! Super awesome!"

After nodding at her with a smile and saluting to the other audience members who applauded, Jiang Fengcai slowly retreated to the backstage and returned to the lounge.

"Jiang Feng! You are so awesome! You won like this. That mage is at level 3!"

As soon as Jiang Feng entered the door, he saw Xue Qing being the first to rush up to congratulate him.

Jiang Feng picked up the mining area water on the table and took a big sip, then exhaled and said, "It's not easy to win. If he hadn't had his final life empty, it would be hard to say."

Deng Jun, not far away, picked up a peanut and threw it at Jiang Feng and said, "Your head is really good. You can do the control of the environment. It seems that I have to call you teacher in the future."

After not hiding from the peanuts thrown by Teacher Deng, Jiang Feng smiled and said, "I dare not, I dare not. I don't rely on you, Teacher Deng, to teach me all my skills."

"No!" Deng Jun waved his hand quickly: "Don't say that to others in the future. I haven't taught you so much. When the news comes out, the parents of other students will think I'm hiding my own private parts."

The rest of the lounge laughed after hearing this, only Gu Yuanbai sat in the corner without saying a word to compete with peanuts.

"What's wrong with him?" Jiang Feng asked Xue Qing with a laugh.

Xue Qing glanced at Gu Yuanbai, spread her hands close to Jiang Feng's ear and said, "He has a brain circuit, you know, I guess he was a little weaker than you in the school, and he was swept by everyone else, but I found that there were still people who could compete with you."

"You are the best at interpreting other people's thoughts." Jiang Feng smiled and shook his head, without any intention of talking to Gu Yuanbai. It would be nice to let him compete with him alone at this time.

While several people were chatting, the second group of contestants had already stood on the ring.

It was the other two seed contestants, Du Ning from the Hunter Academy and Feng Xinhong from the Martial Monk class.

"Hey, who do you prefer?" He Zhengyang stood beside Jiang Feng and asked.

Jiang Feng shook his head: "I haven't seen them beat me, so it's hard to guess."

"When you came on stage just now, Teacher Deng said that Du Ning was very powerful, especially his two arms."

"Oh, my arm, I did notice it too."

It is said that Du Ming has many characteristics. In addition to blindness, he also has two "ape arms"

With both arms vertically downward, your palms can exceed half of your knees, just like a monkey.

As the saying goes, ape's arms are good at shooting, Du Ming is indeed a good material for being a sharpshooter.

While the two discussed, the referee on TV had already stood among them.

The moment the game was announced, Du Ming pulled out three arrows from the quiver behind him in a flash, and then he pulled the bow three times in a row, and the three arrows shot towards Feng Xinhong from three directions like flowing light.

"Single-pearl arrows!" Xue Qing shouted in surprise. She had heard of this technique before, but this was the first time she saw someone use it.

Jiang Feng saw more and said in a deep voice: "It's amazing. These three arrows almost blocked all Feng Xinhong's dodging routes."

Feng Xinhong on the competitive arena obviously understood this, so he simply did not hide, pulled out the long stick behind him and cleaned the arrow shot at him head-on.

"So heavy!"

Although Feng Xinhong swept the flying arrow with a stick, he found that the arrow was more heavy than he imagined.

‘How many pounds of bow was he driving!?’

But at the moment when this idea came to Feng Xinhong's mind, three consecutive bead arrows shot at him. At the same time, because the first arrow was more heavy than he expected, his movements were somewhat deformed when dodging the three followed.

"Puff!" "Puff!"

It was this deformation that made him have arrows on his shoulders and calves, and he could only dodge the one shot at his waist.

After groaning in pain, Feng Xinhong was about to lift the stick and rushed towards Du Ning, his squinting eyes suddenly widened because he felt that he was also hit by an arrow behind him!

"His arrow turned around!?" Xue Qing exclaimed in front of the TV, covering her mouth.

As God's perspective, they could clearly see the arrow that Feng Xinhong had just escaped was hovering in the air for a while and then returned to accurately hit Feng Xinhong's back.

"It's too strong!" Xue Qing was stunned by Du Ning's operation.

At the beginning, Feng Xinhong, who was hit by three arrows, looked obviously not very good-looking. Du Ning's arrows had extremely strong penetration and were all wolf-tooth arrows with blood grooves, so the injury he suffered was already very serious now.

However, Du Ning had no intention of showing mercy at all, and quickly pulled out three arrows and stuck them between his fingers.

"Is this...hunting quiver?"

In front of the TV, Jiang Feng, who was paying more attention to details, found that this time, Du Ning not only drew two arrows from the quiver behind him, but also drew one from a quiver hanging around his waist.

The full name of the hunting quiver is the quiver of the hunting goddess. It is a holy object given to each hunter by the hunting goddess. Each arrow in it has a different effect, and it will be automatically replenished after use for a period of time.

At the same time, hunting quiver is also a symbol of the hunter's level. The more arrows there are in the quiver, the higher the level of the hunter.

Looking at the two arrows left in Du Ming’s hunting quiver, Jiang Feng couldn’t help but think in his heart.

"I thought I had just met a Level 3 person and had already won the prize. I didn't expect another one to come so soon. It seems that my upgrade should be scheduled. Otherwise, I really can't deal with these fierce people. Well... I'll go to the Hunter Academy to take a class after this competition. As long as I improve my sense of smell and hearing a little, I will find a good time to upgrade immediately."

While Jiang Feng was thinking about these things, Feng Xinhong was hit by three arrows again, including the special arrow that Du Ning pulled out of his hunting shoulder straps from his waist.

At this time, Feng Xinhong suddenly pulled off his leather armor and threw it on the ground and shouted, "Damn it, a lie, that profiteer told me how thick this hard leather armor is, but it turned out that one of them couldn't be stopped." After that, Feng Xinhong waved his stick and shouted to Du Ning: "No wonder even our dean praised you for being amazing. He does have two brushes. I will be serious next."
Chapter completed!
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