Chapter 0040 - The Fifth Martial Arts Stadium

The events at the Great Green Mountain strengthened Qin Wen's resolve to return home.

Caiyi persuaded him bitterly for two days, and finally compromised helplessly. After repeatedly urging Qin Wen to be safe, she gave him a detailed map.

Two days later, the list of participants for this year's second hunt was officially announced, and the last name in the bottom column was clearly Qin Wen.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this was the work of someone from Mu Zixiu's faction. Otherwise, with Qin Wen's strength at the fifth level of the Spiritual Martial Realm and his status as an inferior disciple-servant, it was impossible for him to qualify for the competition.

Things have come to this point, one can only feel sorry for Qin Wen, you should never have won over Mu Zixiu and still stabbed Mu Zixiu, Mu Zixiu has a lot of power in the Qing Yun Sect, and there are many, many senior brothers and sisters who are in the same ditch as him. Now, they are forcibly dragging you into the hunting circle just to make you the number one prey.

The day after the quota was announced, Qin Wen arrived at the Fifth Martial Arts Arena, which was the gathering place for the hunt.

Hundreds of disciples were already waiting at the martial arts arena, their ages were generally around twenty years old, their realms were all above the Spiritual Martial Sixth Heavenly Realm, and some were at the Spiritual Martial Ninth Heavenly Realm.

Some of the disciples had participated many times and were calm and collected. Some of the disciples had participated for the first time and were anxious and nervous, asking the more experienced disciples for advice.

Although the hunt was very dangerous, it could also bring opportunities. For example, it was possible to gather valuable spirit herbs and fruits in the deep forests, another example was to catch a spirit demon cub, and there was also the possibility of gathering some kind of special treasure. Compared to the step-by-step cultivation within the Green Cloud Sect, many ambitious and driven disciples were more willing to go on hunting expeditions in pairs.

As a result, the size of each hunting expedition would be around a thousand people, which was very large.

There were also many disciples who formed a permanent fighting team and regularly participated in each hunting mission, and the treasures they obtained were shared equally.

In the plaza, some of the first-time participants had their own groups, some had joined those prestigious elite battle teams, and there were also some teams that were recruiting their companions and increasing the strength of their teams.

Qin Wen had just walked into the martial arts arena when a few people surrounded him and pulled him in.

"Buddy, how many times have you participated in a hunting mission? Are you interested in joining our fighting team?"

"This friend, we're a newly formed team and we need manly and hardened disciples like you to join us. How about considering it?"

"How many heavens are you in Spirit Martial? Will you consider it? ... hehe ... I see that you look a bit familiar."

"You're Qin Wen?" Someone recognized him.

"Yes." Qin Wen had just opened his mouth when seven or eight people turned their heads and dispersed, leaving him hanging there.

The others who were about to come over to summon him also dispersed as soon as they saw that it was him. In the eyes of these people, Qin Wen had strength and drive, but unfortunately, he was covered in trouble, so he might be beaten up by a group on the first day. They were there to explore and practice, not to find death, so the less trouble the better.

Qin Wen didn't care, he wasn't thinking about joining a fighting team.

The martial arts arena was buzzing with a fervent atmosphere.

Groups of three to five people gathered together, all discussing the upcoming hunt, some eager to try and prepare to go crazy, some encouraging each other to strive to find high-level spiritual treasures, and there were also some battle teams that would cooperate with each other and prepare to hunt down some powerful spiritual demons.

However, Qin Wen unexpectedly found some special characters in the crowd.

Pro-disciple Ding Dian!

Pro-disciple Tie Shanhe!

Pro-disciple Di Yun!

He even saw Pill Mountain Pro-disciple Ling Xue, who rarely showed up!

"Why are they here? Are they also participating in the hunting mission?" Qin Wen felt strange, these people shouldn't be short of spiritual herbs or practice opportunities. On second thought, could it be that they were preparing for the Eight Sect Tea Party? Were these candidates using the threatening environment of the forest to test their limits, experience crises, and improve their combat skills?

Qin Wen noticed them, and they all saw Qin Wen as well.

"Di Yun, this is Qin Wen." A female student reminded Di Yun.

Di Yun slowly turned around and looked at Qin Wen, his gaze stern and expressionless, a strong and fierce stance could be felt from a distance.

Qin Wen openly met Di Yun's gaze. He had watched Di Yun's cultivation over the years, and over time, he had figured out the first three levels of Vajra Strength himself before he was able to enter the Spiritual Martial Realm.

Di Yun locked eyes with him for a while, and surprisingly walked over to Qin Wen. He was slim and robust, with a dragon's gait and bright eagle eyes. He was casually dressed, his body was covered with muscles, and a sense of power pervaded him, but he did not give off a sense of bloatedness at all, his proportions were perfect, and he was also very handsome.

He was a professional disciple who had practiced his vajra power to the extreme, his explosive power was very amazing, and he had been famous in the Green Cloud Sect for three to five years.

With his status as a professional disciple, he would most likely cultivate the Earth Grade Vajra Mixing Technique in the future, and his future was limitless.

"Di Yun is going to Qin Wen?"

"To compete with him?"

"He's Qin Wen? It's the first time I've seen him."

"Oh! Qin Wen and Di Yun are competing against each other? I've been looking forward to this scene for a long time."

"I was always curious to see Di Yun's reaction when he found out that Qin Wen was cultivating Vajra Strength, hehehe, good show."

Ding Dian, Han Qianye, and the other Pro disciples also looked over and kept an eye out. Di Yun was a strong Spiritual Martial Eighth Heavenly Hall of Fame, and he followed the strict path, so he was very strong that few people were willing to engage him in battle.

"You are Qin Wen." Di Yun stopped three steps away from Qin Wen and evaluated him.

"Senior Brother Di Yun." Qin Wen took the initiative, clenched his fists, and saluted without being overbearing.

"How many kilograms of power in one punch?"

"It can be 900 jin now." Qin Wen's realm had now ascended, and his physique had all sublimated along with it, so he had at least a fist strength of more than a thousand pounds.

"You've broken through to Vajra Strength in one month?"

"I've seen my elder brother cultivate it before, and I've imitated it, with some ideas on how to cultivate it faster."

Di Yun surprisingly nodded his head gently, "You are very talented! Do you want to spar some other day?"

"If Senior Brother is interested, I'll be there anytime." Qin Wen smiled and extended his hand.

The two of them exchanged high fives in the air, the crisp sound echoing throughout the martial arts arena.

This scene left many people who were waiting to see the good show stunned, it's just over? When did Di Yun become so good at speaking?

At this time, a group of people came into the martial arts arena in large numbers, hundreds of people, from the point of view of their clothing, it was about a dozen different fighting teams, but they all had the same identity - the Grand Elder's faction.

The Grand Elder was very powerful in the Green Cloud Sect, with seven or eight elders who were absolutely devoted to him.

There were some personal disciples of the Grand Elder or his die-hard elders in the approaching team.

These disciples quickly spotted Qin Wen after arriving at the martial arts arena, and each of them showed a strange smile.

The atmosphere in the martial arts arena was a bit quieter, and many people's gazes drifted this way, intentionally or unintentionally.

Qin Wen was prepared for this and turned to the corner of the martial arts arena, not wanting to confront them for the time being. The Hunting Conference lasted for thirty days before and after, he would first go to the Great Green Mountain to see his relatives, and then return to slowly fight them.

"You are Qin Wen?"

"Stand still! I'm asking you!"

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

A few young men and women came out of the group and followed Qin Wen.

"Is something wrong?" Qin Wen had no choice but to turn around and face them.

A tall and skinny disciple walked up to Qin Wen and picked at his bag, "What's inside?"

"Nothing to do with you."

The tall and thin disciple picked at the bundle again, "You really want to attend the hunting conference?"

Qin Wen picked at it and laughed lightly, "Isn't it obvious?"

These disciples circled around Qin Wen, mocking and stabbing.

"You're so thick-skinned, you come when you're told to come? Letting you die, why don't you behave yourself?"

"Hehe, little fellow, open your eyes and see, which disciple in the martial arts arena isn't a Spiritual Martial Sixth Heaven?"

"A servant who doesn't deliver honestly and has to squeeze into the circle of upper class disciples, is he saying that you have a thick skin or that you don't care about yourself?"

"Don't think you can challenge the Seven Heavens by defeating Mu Zixiu, he was careless that day, when he recovers, you two will try again?"

"Scram! Get lost wherever you came from! Hunting is a brave man's game, what are you servants doing coming along?"

Qin Wen smiled and shook his head, "Is this interesting?"

"I think it's fun! Don't you think so?"

"Cut the crap and go back!"

"If you act like you're so proud of yourself every day, do you really think you can still be your Young City Lord? You should be grateful that we didn't go looking for you if we didn't kill you in those eight years."

This group of disciples deliberately came to humiliate Qin Wen, yet you stay and make a fool of yourself! Are you leaving? That's to give in and not raise your head in the Green Cloud Sect in the future.

Qin Wen was humble, "The hunting operation has begun, it's better to go through the motions in the forest than to play smart here."

"Overkill? You still want to pass ... with grandpa me," a tall and thin teenager was about to move toward Qin Wen's face when a black-painted battle knife suddenly sliced through the middle of the two.

"Who the hell ..." The disciples were about to shout angrily, but their faces changed and they fell silent in unison. Tie Shanhe?

Tie Shanhe s hair is covered, his eyes are long and thin, sharp as a knife, his sharpness is very pervasive, his aura is very strong, he held up his war knife and approached them, the surface of the blade smacked into the face of this tall and thin teenager, snapping and crunching, "Back off!"

"Tie Shanhe, what ... do you ... want to do" The aura of these people suddenly weakened, no one dared to resist, step by step back.

Those hundreds of people from the Great Elder s faction all changed their faces, staring at this place with their brows furrowed.

The others looked at each other in disbelief, truly not expecting Tie Shanhe to suddenly intervene.

In the new generation of the Qing Yun Sect, Tie Shanhe could definitely compete with the Golden Plume disciples in terms of talent and strength, and he was even wilder and fiercer, with a deeper background.

Tie Shanhe stood in front of Qin Wen, his blade pressed against this expert disciple's throat: ''As a man, you should be self-confident, if you were given the same resource conditions as Qin Wen eight years ago, eight years later, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to lift his shoes, you wouldn't have a fucking villainous face. If you're capable, kill him now, if not, get the hell out of here.