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Part One I am a Hunter Chapter 514 The Beast Fighter (2)

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    After leaving the training ground and bidding farewell to Mr. Luo, Linghu Jue walked towards the pavilion where he lived. When he passed the octagonal pavilion where he had sat, he found that Luo Haiwei was sitting there alone, with an expression as if he was waiting for someone.  He was a little anxious, and also showed a bit of gloomy and unhappy expression.  Linghu Jue was slightly startled. At this time, Luo Haiwei had already noticed him. He stood up and walked quickly closer. He said angrily, "Where have you been? I looked for you several times but no one was there." With a tired smile, Linghu said  Juedao: "Mr. Luo and I are at the trial ground." Luo Haiwei was speechless when she heard that he was with the third ancestor's grandfather. She also looked for the third ancestor's grandfather, but she couldn't find him either.  After hesitating for a moment, he said angrily: "Are you still going to watch today?" This was a bit strange. Linghu Jue said in surprise: "Don't you have to compete today?" These words seemed to touch a sore spot for Luo Haiwei, and she said fiercely  After staring at Linghu Jue, he let out a long sigh and said, "Lost." "Lost?" Linghu Jue stared at Luo Hai's micro-path in surprise.  "What, is it weird?" Luo Haiwei said angrily.  Smiling indifferently, Linghu Jue said: "It's not surprising. I just heard from Haicao yesterday that you didn't have much of a problem, so I thought you could get through it easily." "You talkative girl." A somewhat embarrassed Luo Hai spat slightly, and then his face straightened.  , said calmly: "Yes, my opponent yesterday was indeed not strong, but if you lose, you lose, there is nothing to say." Linghu Jue admired Luo Haiwei's attitude of being a loser, and changed the topic: "  How many people from the Luo family are participating today?" His expression changed, and Luo Hai said coldly: "Brother Hai Xuan, don't talk nonsense. If you don't want to go, I won't accompany you.  ¡± Knowing the reason why Luo Haiwei didn¡¯t want to go, Linghu Jue twitched the muscles at the corner of his mouth and smiled: ¡°If the third lady feels embarrassed to go, that¡¯s okay, I know the way.¡± ¡°Who is embarrassed? Let¡¯s go quickly.  ." Luo Haiwei was aroused by Linghu Jue's move and became arrogant again.  But her eyes still flickered, and she was obviously worried that someone would talk about yesterday's performance and embarrass herself.  Linghu Jue smiled quietly, flicked his sleeves, and walked towards the door.  Luo Hai moved his lips slightly for a while, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He stamped his feet hard and followed.  At the same time that Linghu Jue and Luo Haiwei rushed to the competition venue, they were inside a magnificent mage tower in the Wu family's residence.  A middle-aged man with silvery light all over his body suddenly opened his eyes, and his facial features were prominent.  The lines are clear, like a knife cutting an axe. Even though he is sitting cross-legged, the whole form still exudes an indescribable majesty and fierceness.  He slightly raised his right hand, as white as jade, and flicked his fingers. A ray of white light came out through his fingers and hit a smooth jade mirror on the wall. The mirror instantly emitted white light and vibrated slightly.  A moment later, footsteps came from the stairs behind him. Coming up was a young man wearing a magician's robe. There was some fruit and food on the tray in his hand.  After putting it down in front of the middle-aged man, he stepped aside respectfully.  The middle-aged man took a purple fruit, took a bite, and said slowly: "Shaofan, has anything happened in the clan recently?" The young man lowered his head and said respectfully: "Sir, the selection of the elite disciple competition of hundreds of clans is here.  It's already started." "Oh." The middle-aged man stopped chewing for a moment, and then said with a faint smile: "It's time for my second brother to make a name for himself." The young man's body trembled obviously.  This tremor was noticed by the middle-aged man. He frowned slightly, dropped the fruit in his hand, stood up slowly, stared straight at the young man, and said coldly: "Are you hiding something from me?"  ?" The young man named Shaofan lowered his head and denied with a hint of fear: "No, sir, how dare I lie to you?" The middle-aged man became angry and said sternly: "Raise your head and look at me.  King." Wu Shaofan raised his head timidly, with extreme fear and panic on his face.  The middle-aged man scolded angrily and shouted: "You still haven't told the truth?" Wu Shaofan knelt down with a "pop", the muscles on his face trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "Sir, don't embarrass me, I don't know anything.  "The more he behaved like this, the more serious the matter felt to the middle-aged man, and he suddenly shouted: "If you don't say anything, believe it or not, I will kill you now." Wu Shaofan's heart was beating wildly, and he said in fear: "Sir.  , It¡¯s the clan¡¯s intention not to let us tell you, for fear¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡± Before he could finish his words, the middle-aged man who already had an ominous premonition said coldly like a life-seeking demon.  The king counts three times, one.¡±nbsp; Before he could say another word, Wu Shaofan begged in panic: "I say, I say, it's Master Hai." "What's wrong with my second brother?" The middle-aged man trembled all over and asked anxiously.  "Master Hai, he, he." Wu Shaofan was trembling, as if he was incoherent due to fear.  A painful spasm flashed across the middle-aged man's face. He seemed to have lost control and grabbed Wu Shaofan, who was kneeling on the ground, and shouted: "What's wrong with my second brother? Tell me quickly." The corners of his lips twitched, and Wu Shaofan said weakly.  : "Master Hai is dead and was killed by the Luo family." What?  Like a thunderbolt, it suddenly hit the middle-aged man's head, causing him to freeze on the spot. His hands loosened, his eyes went straight, and his body remained motionless. He didn't regain his breath for a while.  Wu Shaofan half-crouched on the ground as if he was paralyzed, with cowardice and fear on his face. He now regrets that he should not be greedy for money and say this.  Taking a deep breath, the middle-aged man half-turned around, his thin lips tightly pursed into a drooping arc, looking cruel and deep.  He tried hard to control his emotions, but still said with a trembling voice: "How long ago?" Wu Shaofan swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "Not long after your lord went into seclusion, the young master went to the outside world and never came back.  "I didn't know until I heard that it had been so long.  The middle-aged man was even more furious. He gritted his teeth and shouted with swollen veins on his forehead: "Luo family, I, Wu Tian, ??are incompatible with you." After that.  Turn around quickly.  After howling in terror.  Stumbling downstairs.  Wu Shaofan then stood up, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and let out a long breath.  Thinking of the hundred Jueling Pills that he was about to get, a smile appeared on his lips.  At this time, Linghu Jue had arrived at the competition venue and found a seat to sit down.  After Luo Haiwei sat beside him for a while, he disappeared.  Scanning his eyes slightly, Linghu Jue discovered.  There were more people watching than yesterday, and the distribution was relatively concentrated.  Why concentrate?  The reason is very simple, that is, the number of high stone platforms in the open space has been reduced by half compared to yesterday, with only sixteen remaining, arranged in a staggered manner.  Maybe it¡¯s because Linghu Jue¡¯s realm is relatively high. There were not many people sitting around him. They were chatting with each other about the situation of yesterday¡¯s battle, making some comments and discussions from time to time.  Among them, the most talked about is Lin Jingya. This proud daughter of the Lin family has almost never made a move since she participated in the competition.  Her opponents would either admit defeat directly or make a few perfunctory moves.  It gives people an extremely powerful and mysterious feeling.  Linghu was definitely curious about Lin Jingya, so on the surface he lowered his eyes and took a nap, but he was actually listening carefully.  Probably because he was too focused and because of the atmosphere in the venue, he didn't become alert until someone walked up to him and stopped.  He opened his eyes suddenly, and what he saw was a face full of surprise.  "Brother Linghu, it's really you." His eyes lit up, and Linghu Jue's face was instantly filled with surprise and surprise. He said slightly excitedly: "Brother Zhongli, why is it you?" Standing in front of him  This person is clearly the Crazy Blade Zhong Lilang.  Seeing that the eyes of the people around him were focused on him, he smiled awkwardly, turned around and sat down, and sighed: "I didn't expect, I didn't expect, I didn't expect that I would meet Brother Linghu here." Neither did Linghu Jue.  Thinking of it, he could understand that the Zhongli family was originally a pawn planted by the Guangming tribe in the Mingsi Empire. It was not unbelievable that Zhongli Lang could enter the secret realm of Guangming.  It was just that meeting an old friend in a foreign country made him feel a little excited. Although he and Zhong Lilang were not old friends, at best they could only be said to be acquaintances. Maybe it was fate that they met in this place.  He said with some regret: "Yes, it's been almost a year since we said goodbye to the imperial capital." As he said that, he looked at Zhong Lilang. Different from the depression and decadence when they last met, the Zhong Lilang in front of him exuded a vigorous vitality.  , his level has also improved a lot, and he is already at the peak level. It can be seen that he has had a good year this year.  There was a pleasant smile on Zhong Lilang's handsome face. He patted Linghu Jue's thigh and said affectionately: "Let's go, brother Linghu, let's find a place to have a good chat." Linghu Jue wanted to go, but  Not now, he smiled heartily and said: "Okay, after watching the game, I will definitely have a few drinks with brother Zhongli." Zhongliang then noticed Linghu Jue's state, and after a slight start, he sighed frankly.  He said authentically: "Brother Linghu, I will call you sir here." Seeing that there were a few people around who seemed to be listening to him, Linghu Jue winked hurriedly, changed the subject and said: "Brother Zhongli, come here  How long has it been in Holy Light City? " Zhong Lilang is also a talented person. He realized something from Linghu Jue's eyes and said in a low voice: "After we said goodbye last time, I went to Mingguang City and stayed there. "  Linghu JuegangWanting to talk, Luo Hai squeezed over slightly. She saw a strange young man sitting next to Linghu Jue, chatting happily. He was a little surprised and stared at Linghu Jue in a daze. The meaning in his eyes was obvious.  Who is this person?  Just as Linghu Jue was about to introduce him, Zhong Lilang, who realized that he had snatched the seat of the woman in front of him, stood up first and said, "Brother Linghu, I have a few companions. Come over first. After the game is over, I will wait for you at the exit.  Let's have a good chat." After saying that, he pointed to the right side to indicate where he should sit, bowed slightly to Luo Hai, and then turned around and retreated.  After humming and sitting down, Luo Hai glanced at Zhong Lilang's back and asked in confusion, "Do you know each other?" Linghu Jue smiled slightly and said, "His name is Zhong Lilang. He is a friend of mine and now lives in Mingguang City."  "Zhong Lilang? From the Zhongli family?" Luo Hai asked with a slight frown.  "Maybe." Linghu Jue said ambiguously.  Knowing that Linghu was not familiar with the situation in the secret area, Luo Hai came closer and lowered his voice: "Zhongli, Shangguan, Yuwen, and Zhuge are the oldest families in our Guangming clan, but they have declined now, and most of them live in Mingguang City."  Hu Jue tilted his head slightly to indicate that he understood.  The status of these four ancient families in the Guangming Clan should be replaced by three emerging families, the Lin family, the Wu family, and the Luo family.  Sitting up straight again, Luo Haiwei seemed to remember something and said urgently: "Should we change places? I just asked, Brother Haixuan is on stage 8." Linghu Jue pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "Lin  Which stage are Jingya and Zhuge Yun on?" Before Luo Haiwei could speak, the noise started, and the people sitting around stood up and rushed in one direction.  Luo Haiwei also stood up and said urgently: "Hurry up, Lin Jingya and Zhuge Yun are the favorites, and many people are here for them. If it's too late, don't expect to find a good position." Linghu Jue stood up in a hurry, he was rushing towards them  If these two people are here, if you miss them, then your trip will be in vain.  Fortunately, their original position was not far from the high platform where Lin Jingya was about to compete. Although they started a little late, they finally found a good position.  After sitting down, Linghu Jue discovered that on the next step about ten feet away from him, there was a row of obviously empty seats. Although there were only five or six people sitting there, they were all kings.  They talked leisurely, and the topic was about Lin Jingya, who was about to play.  "Brother Ting Bo, you have given birth to a good daughter. At such a young age, she is already a half-king-level knight of light. This king is very envious." The speaker was a king with a beard under his chin and a thin face.  "Where, where." A middle-aged king with a fair face and an elegant air said humbly.  Another king said loudly: "Brother Ting Bo, you are too humble. Among the younger generation of our clan, who is more outstanding than Jingya girl?" Luo Haiwei heard this, and she snorted coldly.  He said: "Flattery." After saying that, he alluded to the elegant king and whispered: "That is Lin Jingya's father, Lin Tingbo, the Hong-level Demon King." Linghu couldn't help but look at it a few more times.  Seeing that something was wrong, Lin Tingbo turned his head and cast his gaze over, as if sensing something.  (To be continued)
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