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Volume 2 The Long Road Chapter 67 The Hunter¡¯s Second Life

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    "What's wrong? Do you think you're low?" For the first time, a different expression appeared on Wesker's face. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a look of disdain. "If you hadn't been creative in hunting and fast, I wouldn't even have scored five points."  I won¡¯t give it to you.¡±

    "What's going on?" Discussions started in the stands, and many spectators whispered to each other. Even the gamblers who were about to cheer clenched their tickets and waited for Wesker's next reply.

    "It's a gambling battle, but everything is scored based on actual combat." Wesker first explained the basis of the scoring. "And what about you? Although the hunt was very fast, it only took eleven minutes to solve it.  The green bear in front of me, I admit frankly, when I was a level four hunter, I would never be where you are now. However, you used an almost suicidal method to use the crossbowman's fragile body that lacked armor protection.  I got close to the monster and sacrificed the hunter's second-life weapon to achieve such results. I can only tell you that I feel that your weapon is not worth it."

    The whole place was silent, so the hunter remained silent.

    Randy tremblingly held the crossbow in front of his eyes.

    The tattered crossbow in front of Randy could no longer be called a light crossbow. The originally polished crossbow head had turned into a trumpet shape; the red insect feathers on the two wings of the crossbow head used to stabilize the center of gravity had long been shot to an unknown location;  The crossbow made of iron had also been broken into two pieces, and the last six rounds of normal bullets were even worse for the already broken gourd crossbow.

    "Look, look at the weapon in your hand that you once regarded as life. Do you think there is any problem if I give you five points?" Wesker's sharp eyes shot directly at Randy's face.

    "No objection." Randy seemed to feel that the heartbeat of the weapon in his hand was slowly stagnating, and there was an indescribable sadness in his heart, and he was questioning whether it was worth it.

    "Louder! Hurry up!" Wesker yelled.

    "No objection." Randy shouted as if he had used all his strength, and he sat on the ground, using his trembling right hand to throw away the pieces of the crossbow machine on the ground.

    "Okay, you can't even defeat a dog dragon without your weapon, and you were injured during the hunting process, so I will give you five points in the end. Let's take the next one." Wesker left the last words and sat back on his own  position, silent.

    Soon, Randy was asked out of the training ground by the staff, and the body of the dead green bear in the center of the training ground was also taken away, leaving only blood and a little bit of brain on the ground, a tragic scene.

    "Okay, the battle just now was very exciting. Randy Hunter's performance can be said to be remarkable. His creativity and understanding of the art of hunting are unique. Of course, I believe no one will agree with Mr. Wesker's final comment.  Objection." Hearing this, the hideous scar on Wesker's face trembled slightly.

    Afbe continued to conclude: "Weapons are undoubtedly a hunter's best friend and the second life of our hunters. I hope that all the hunters present will cherish their weapons as Mr. Wesker imagined. Finally, Randy  The hunter¡¯s score is five points and it takes eleven minutes. Next, we invite the second hunter to participate in the gambling battle, and she is Constance of the Rollins family.¡±

    While Constance was doing preparatory activities in the rest area and thinking about the next countermeasures, he strained his ears to listen to the cheers coming from the training ground not far away.

    ¡°Miss, it¡¯s your turn to appear.¡± The staff member leading the way had already turned back and said respectfully.

    "So fast," Constance was secretly surprised, thinking that only more than ten minutes had passed, and couldn't help but feel a little more stressed, "Okay, lead the way."

    After speaking, Constance patted Poppy who had dozed off, picked up the hunting flute Huanmeng that was placed on the ground, and followed the staff into the black door on the side, along the long  The passage is advancing.

    The staff walked in front of Constance and led the way. Soon, a light door appeared in front of him. Constance squinted slightly and walked through the door. In front of him was the training ground.

    The annular stand, with twenty rows of spectators, was full, and Constance¡¯s ears were filled with cheers and applause.

    "She is Constance of the Rollins family." Constance's ears heard the clear and sweet voice of the female commentator Avibi. Her eyes followed the direction of the sound, and she saw the dancing and dancing people there.  His enthusiastic commentator, Avibi, and the hunter, Wesker, sitting behind a sign marked "Judges".

    As Constance entered the scene, Afbe began to introduce endlessly, "The hunter in the center of the field now is Constance, the star of hope of the Rollins family. He obtained the qualification of a hunter at the age of only fifteen.  .¡±

    Hearing this sentence, the stands were in an uproar. Many people expressed admiration, but more people actually held their hands tightly.The betting notes snickered there.

    "This is the training ground?" Constance's eyes adjusted to the light, and he looked around the training ground. The ground was paved with sand, the material with the largest number of Rockraks. A thin layer of sand made the ground here soft but not as hard as a desert.  When walking, your feet will sink into the sand at any time.  The layout of the training field is very simple. Only a few square stones nearly two meters high are placed near the center of the field to act as an obstacle.

    Not far away is a black iron gate. She doesn¡¯t need to tell Constance that her opponent will walk out of it later.

    "Hunter Constance became a first-level hunter not long ago and has completed many relatively difficult tasks. Her weapon is a half-hand sword," Avbi read aloud while holding the manuscript, but she heard something in her ears.  There was an unprecedented hiss. He stuck his head out strangely, opened his mouth wide, and made a sound from his throat, "This time she actually carried a hunting whistle."

    The hunting whistle that Constance was carrying became the focus of everyone's attention. Even the gamblers who had placed their bets on Randy were whispering to each other and guessing what Constance was thinking.

    "The hunter is free to use any weapon. I didn't expect Hunter Constance to have mastered the use of a sword and a hunting flute at a young age. I wonder how her hunting flute skills are? Let's wait and see. Come on, let's start now!"  Avbi shut her mouth.

    Constance jumped on the spot a few times and moved his body. Before the monster behind the iron door appeared, Constance started moving on his own.

    "Here, what does Hunter Constance want to do? Why is she moving now? There is not much difference between playing the hunting flute during an attack and playing music before a battle. What is she going to do?" There were calls from the stands, Ai  Phoebe looked in disbelief as she waved the hunting whistle in her hand in the middle of the field.

    "It's a power flute song," Pan exclaimed as the flute hit the ground with a bang, and three consecutive times of power flute music with a bright rhythm and precise pitch were clearly heard in Aifubi's ears.

    "Constance is still a hunter who uses a sword," Wesker, who had been silent for a long time, spoke again. Looking at the hunting whistle behind Constance, he clearly pointed out Constance's tactics. "She is going to use the hunting whistle."  Auxiliary hunting with katana sword, not bad, not bad."

    When Constance played the third speed flute song, Blue Bearmon finally came out from the other side of the iron gate.

    "Roar." The green bear in front of Constance seemed to be a little different from the ordinary green bear. Although his eyes were still a little blurry, Constance clearly found that the arms of this green bear seemed to be thicker than the legend.  Circle, the character is a bit bigger, making it appear more intimidating.

    "Never mind it, just fight." Constance put the hunting whistle on the edge of the field and faced the still confused Green Bear Beast.

    "Okay, let's start the timer." Seeing that everyone and the beast were ready, Afbi turned the hourglass and announced the start of the game!

    Thank you all for your support and working hard for the third update.  Thanks for the tip from Yuan Wang.

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