Chapter 40 Shurazi Fifth Martial Arts Arena

Volume 1 Chapter 40 The Fifth Martial Arts Arena

What happened in Daqingshan strengthened Qin Ming's determination to go home.

Cai Yi tried hard for two days to persuade, but finally reluctantly gave in. After repeatedly telling Qin Ming to pay attention to safety, he gave him a detailed map.

Two days later, the entry list for the second hunting operation this year 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 Mu Zixiu's faction doing tricks. Otherwise, with the strength of Qin Mingling Wujing Wuzhongtian, and his status as a low-level disciple and servant, it is impossible to qualify for the competition.

At this point, you can only pity Qin Ming. You should never win against Mu Zixiu and stimulate Mu Zixiu. Mu Zixiu is very powerful in the Qingyun Sect, and there are many brothers and sisters in the same trench as him. Well now, they forcibly drag you into the hunting circle, just to make you the number one prey.

The day after the number of entries was announced, Qin Ming came to the fifth martial arts field, which is the gathering place for hunting operations.

There are already hundreds of disciples waiting here in the martial arts field. They are generally around 20 years old, and their realms are all above the sixth level of Lingwu, and some are in the ninth level of Lingwu.

Some disciples have participated many times, calmly and calmly. Some of the disciples participated for the first time, and they were nervously asking experienced disciples for advice.

Hunting is dangerous, but it also comes with opportunities. For example, it may be possible to collect precious spirit grass and spirit fruits in the deep mountains and old forests, or to catch spirit demon cubs, or to pick up some kind of special treasure, all of which are possible. Compared with the step-by-step cultivation within the Qingyun Sect, many ambitious and energetic disciples are more willing to join hands in hunting operations.

Therefore, each hunting operation will have a scale of about a thousand people, which is very vast.

Many disciples also specially formed a fixed team to regularly participate in each hunting operation, and the treasures they got were evenly distributed.

In the square, some of the disciples who participated for the first time were forming their own groups, some were relying on those 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 to win over him.

"Dude, how many times have you participated in the hunting operation? Are you interested in joining our team?"

"This friend, we are a newly formed team, and we need a masculine disciple like you to join. How about it, consider it?"

"How old are you in Lingwu? Do you want to consider... eh... I think you are a little familiar."

"You are Qin Ming?" Someone recognized him.

"Yes." As soon as Qin Ming opened his mouth, seven or eight people turned their heads and dispersed, leaving him there.

When the other people who were about to come over to recruit them saw him, they all dispersed. In the eyes of these people, Qin Ming has strength and momentum, but unfortunately he is full of trouble, and he may be beaten by the group on the first day. They went to explore and experience, not to seek death, the less trouble the better.

Qin Ming didn't care, he didn't think about which team to join.

The performance field was lively and lively, and the atmosphere was very enthusiastic.

Groups of three or five gathered together, all discussing the upcoming hunting operation, some eager to try and prepare to go crazy, some encourage each other to strive to find high-quality spirit treasures, and some teams want to cooperate with each other and prepare to hunt some powerful spirits demon.

However, Qin Ming found some special characters in the crowd.

Direct disciple, Ding Dian!

Personal disciple, Tieshanhe!

Direct disciple, Di Yun!

I even saw Ling Xue, a direct disciple of Yaoshan who rarely showed up!

"Why are they here? They are also participating in hunting operations?" Qin Ming felt strange. These people should not lack spiritual grass and exercise opportunities. On second thought, is it preparing for the eight tea parties? Are these candidates trying 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's Qin Ming." A female disciple reminded Di Yun.

Di Yun slowly turned around and looked at Qin Ming, his eyes were sharp and expressionless, and he could feel the strong gesture from a distance.

Qin Ming calmly met Di Yun's gaze. He has been observing Di Yun's cultivation all these years, and over time, he has figured out the first three stages of King Kong Jin before he can enter the Spirit Martial Realm.

Di Yun stared at him for a while, and went to Qin Ming. He is strong and sturdy, with long sprints and bright eagle eyes. The clothes are very casual, the whole body is full of muscles, showing a sense of strength, but it does not give people a sense of bloat, the proportions are perfect, and the person is very handsome.

He is a direct disciple who has trained King Kong Jin to the extreme. His explosive power is amazing. He has been famous in Qingyunzong for three or five years.

As his personal disciple, he is likely to practice the Earth-level martial arts Vajra Primordial Dao in the future, with a promising future.

"Di Yun walked towards Qin Ming?"

"Do you want to play a game with him?"

"He's Qin Ming? Seeing him for the first time."

"Huh! Qin Ming and Di Yun are going to meet? I've been looking forward to this scene for a long time."

"I've always been curious about Di Yun's reaction to 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, watching carefully. Di Yun is a strong man in the Eighth Heaven of Lingwu, and he takes the sturdy route. His strength is very strong, and few people are willing to fight 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 fold his fists and salute, neither humble nor arrogant.

"How much is the power of a punch?"

"I can have 900 pounds now." Qin Ming's realm has improved now, and his physique has been sublimated, at least with a boxing power of more than 1,000 pounds.

"You have penetrated the King Kong Jin in a month?"

"I have seen my senior cultivating before, and I have been imitating it. I have some ideas. It is faster to cultivate."

Di Yun nodded gently: "You are very talented! Find you another day to learn from?"

"Senior brother is interested, I will accompany you at any time." Qin Ming smiled and stretched out his hand.

The two gave high fives in the air, and the crisp voice echoed in the martial arts field.

This scene made many people who were waiting to watch the show dumbfounded. Is that the end? When did Di Yun speak so well?

At this time, a group of people came to the martial arts field in a mighty manner. There were hundreds of people. Judging from their costumes, they were more than a dozen different teams, but they all had the same identity - the Great Elder faction.

The Great Elder is very powerful in the Qingyun Sect, with seven or eight elders who absolutely support it.

There are some direct disciples in the oncoming team, all of them belong to the Great Elder or his die-hard elder.

After these disciples came to the martial arts field, they soon discovered Qin Ming, and they all showed strange smiles.

The atmosphere of the martial arts field was a little quiet, and many people's eyes drifted here intentionally or unintentionally.

Qin Ming was already prepared, turned around and walked to the corner of the martial arts field, not wanting to face them for the time being. The hunting meeting lasted for thirty days. He would first go to Daqingshan to see his relatives, and then come back and fight with them slowly.

"You are Qin Ming?"

"Stop! I want to ask you something!"

"Don't pretend to be deaf, I know you heard."

Several young men and women walked out of the team and followed to Qin Ming.

"Is something wrong?" Qin Ming turned around helplessly. , facing them.

A tall and thin disciple walked up to Qin Ming and picked his burden: "What's in it?"

"It's none of your business."

The tall and thin disciple picked up the burden again: "Do you really want to participate in the hunting conference?"

Qin Ming gave him a look and chuckled, "Isn't it obvious?"

These disciples circled around Qin Ming, sneering and irritating.

"You are really thick-skinned. If you let you come, you will come? Let you die, why don't you be obedient?"

"Hehe, little guy, open your eyes and see, which disciple in the martial arts field is not the sixth level of Lingwu."

"A servant, who doesn't deliver goods honestly, has to squeeze into the circle of high-ranking disciples, saying that you are thick-skinned, or that you are not self-sufficient?"

"Don't think that if you win Mu Zixiu, you will be able to challenge the seventh heaven. He was careless that day. When he recovers, you two will try again?"

"Go! Go from where you come from! Hunting is a game of the brave, what are you doing as a servant."

Qin Ming smiled and shook his head: "Is this interesting?"

"I find it interesting! Don't you think so?"

"Stop talking nonsense, go back!"

"Tian Tian looks arrogant, 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 deliberately came to humiliate Qin Ming, you will be embarrassed if you stay! you go? It's just to be soft, don't even think about raising your head in Qingyunzong in the future.

Qin Ming is neither humble nor arrogant: "The hunting operation has begun. It is better to play tricks in the forest than to play tricks here."

"Fight? You still want to fight with my grandfather..." A tall and thin young man was about to lean in front of Qin Ming's face, when a pitch-black sword suddenly cut across the two of them.

"Who's so special..." These disciples were about to scold, their expressions changed, and they all shut up. Tieshan River? !

Tieshanhe has a disheveled hair, his eyes are slender and sharp as a knife. He is very sharp and imposing. He approached them with a sword, and patted the tall and thin boy's face with the knife, and said, "Back up!"

"Tieshanhe, you...what do you want to do..." These people suddenly became weaker, no one dared to resist, and retreated step by step.

The expressions of the hundreds of people from the Great Elder faction changed, and they stared at this with their brows fixed.

The others looked at each other in dismay, really didn't expect Tieshanhe to suddenly intervene.

In the new generation of Qingyunzong, Tieshanhe can definitely compete with Jinling disciples in terms of talent and strength. Moreover, he is wilder and wilder, and has a deeper background.

Tieshanhe stood in front of Qin Ming, and the blade was on the throat of the master disciple: "You must be self-aware, if you were given the same resource conditions as Qin Ming eight years ago, eight years later, you will even be qualified to give him shoes. No, don't be such a villain. If you have the ability, you can kill him now, if you don't have the ability, get away."