The Legend of the Demon Hunter

Xiao Zhu was urgently carried off the field for treatment. What surprised Chu Enze was that although Xiao Zhu's wounds looked horrific, they were actually not serious. His internal organs and bones under the skin were intact.

After seeing this situation, Chu Enze chose to leave Xia Shi to treat Xiao Zhu alone, and he took Ning Zhiwan and others back to the trial field.

In fact, the reason why Xiao Zhu was able to withstand Lan Jiuyin's attack without being seriously injured was not only because Lan Jiuyin's spiritual power was exhausted, which greatly reduced the power of the attack, but also because he released the petrification technique at the last moment, petrifying the skin on his chest. Despite this, Lan Jiuyin's attack still tore open his petrified skin and injured his inside body.

If there was no petrification technique, the consequences would be disastrous.

By noon, under Xia Shi's treatment, Xiao Zhu's injuries had almost recovered. Apart from being a little weak due to excessive blood loss, his normal movements were no longer affected.

Because there was a competition between Ning Zhiwan and Letianyin in the afternoon, Xiao Zhu and Xia Shi returned to the trial stage. There was only half an hour left before the competition, and Chu Enze was explaining the trial details to them.

Seeing Xiao Zhu and the other two approaching, Chu Enze asked with concern: "Xiao Zhu, how is your injury?"

Xiao Zhu replied: "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Chu. It's nothing serious now."

Chu Enze nodded with satisfaction, then he took out two exquisite wooden boxes from his storage bracelet, handed them to Xiao Zhu and Xia Shi, and said, "These are the prizes for your victory in the competition this morning, namely the Qingxin Pendant and the Quenching Pill. The Qingxin Pendant has the effect of concentrating the mind and calming the spirit, and Xia Shi's Shenyue bloodline requires extremely high mental strength. With this magic weapon, I believe her healing spells will be more effective. And Xiao Zhu, you often have to fight against monsters, and taking this Quenching Pill can greatly improve your combat ability."

Chu Enze's distribution was very fair, and Xiao Zhu and Xia Shi took their respective prizes.

At this time, Le Tianyin asked: "Teacher Chu, what is the prize for this afternoon's competition?"

"It's the Xuanwu Shield and the Lingxu Flag." Chu Enze replied.

"Xuanwu Shield?" Le Tianyin looked at Chu Enze in disbelief. Xiao Zhu and Xia Shi were also shocked. The name of the Xuanwu Shield was known to almost everyone in Nuowan Academy. It was as famous as Yu Han's Liuwu Sword and was called one of the ten magic weapons of Nuowan Academy. They didn't expect that the Xuanwu Shield would also be taken out as a prize.

As for the Lingxu Flag that Chu Enze mentioned, they had never heard of it.

Chu Enze explained sympathetically, "The Lingxu Flag is a very famous magic weapon in Yanhui Peak. It was made by a senior named Lingxuzi, and the magic weapon was named after him. The Lingxu Flag is the center of the Lingxu formation. It is said that no matter whether it is a human or a monster, once they are trapped in the Lingxu formation, even if their strength is ten times higher than that of the caster, it is difficult to escape."

"I see, this time both sides have really invested a lot of money." Le Tianyin's words revealed a strong desire. However, Ning Zhiwan beside him had an indifferent expression, lowering his head with a heavy heart, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Chu Enze noticed Ning Zhiwan's abnormality and asked, "Wan'er, are you okay?"

Ning Zhiwan seemed to have just woken up from a dream. She shook her head calmly and replied, "Teacher Chu, I'm fine."

Chu Enze still looked at her with concern and said, "Although the rewards for this battle are generous, you don't have to force yourself if you are really no match for your opponent. Especially you, Wan'er, you must not release Shura's transformation again in this battle."

"Yeah." Ning Zhiwan nodded.

Looking at Ning Zhiwan's current condition, Xiao Zhu, as the only person who knew about it, felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to remain silent.

Half an hour later.

Ning Zhiwan and Le Tianyin walked onto the trial platform. At the same time, two men also walked onto the other side of the trial platform. The two men looked very strange, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin. The tall man was two meters tall, and his waistline was almost the same as his height. He walked like a huge ball of meat. His facial features were squeezed into a ball by the fat, and his eyes were only a slit, which made people very worried about whether he could see the road under his feet. The other short man was less than 1.5 meters tall, and his figure was as slender as a bamboo pole. To be precise, it was only a small section of a bamboo pole. The short man had a bald head, but a thick beard, which made it difficult to tell his age.

Both Letianyin and Ning Zhiwan were handsome and well-dressed. The fat and thin men standing opposite them looked even uglier.

The Qinglian Zhen Jue that Yanhui Peak mainly practices is a branch of Taoism. The cultivation qualifications of Taoist disciples are strongly correlated with their appearance. Looking at those who have profound Taoism, both men and women are handsome, such as Lang Qingyu and Lan Jiuyin. As for the two people in front of them, one fat and one thin, it is really hard to tell what is unusual.

"My name is Letianyin, and this is Ning Zhiwan. May I ask what your names are?" Letianyin bowed.

"My name is Qiu Hualong, and this is my younger brother Qiu Huahu." The thin man jumped forward like a nimble monkey and said loudly. The fat man stood behind him, grinning foolishly, looking very dull.

Seeing this, Chu Enze in the audience couldn't help but shook his head. He glanced at Yun Zhonghe beside him, only to see that Yun Zhonghe was looking at the trial field seriously and didn't seem to notice Chu Enze's gaze.

Although Qiu Huahu was fat, his appearance and skin looked younger, but his brother Qiu Hualong did not look like a young student at all. Even if he was older than Chu Enze, who was over a hundred years old, no one would doubt it. But judging from the aura they exuded, their strength was just like Ning Zhiwan and the others, and they were only high-level demon hunters.

The competition began. The thin Qiu Hualong raised a sledgehammer bigger than his body in both hands and rushed towards Letianyin. Letianyin held a Qingtian jade flute in his hand and fought with Qiu Hualong. Both of them were agile and they enjoyed the fight.

On the other side of the trial field, the fat Qiu Huahu met Ning Zhiwan. He had a pair of metal boxing gloves in his hands. The size of these gloves was four or five times larger than ordinary ones, which matched his huge body very well.

Qiu Huahu rushed towards Ning Zhiwan. Ning Zhiwan stared at him with cold eyes. She did not make any movement. When Qiu Huahu was about to rush in front of her, Xue Liuli suddenly cut through the sky and slashed down with a sword. This sword seemed to be venting the frustration and sadness in her heart last night, showing an unstoppable force.

Faced with Ning Zhiwan's attack, Qiu Huahu's face suddenly changed. He was forced to give up the attack and put his two gloved arms in a cross shape in front of his chest to defend against Ning Zhiwan's attack.

The next moment, Qiu Huahu's fat body was blown dozens of meters away like a balloon and hit the ground hard, leaving cracks like tortoise shells on the granite ground.

Qiu Huahu spat out a mouthful of blood, which spilled onto the cracks on the ground and flowed down along the cracks.