Vol 3 Chapter 116: Competition

Different from the lively and lively atmosphere of Yan Yan in the stands, the small world of the hunting ground seemed much quieter and deserted.
But most of the time, the quieter the atmosphere, the more terrifying it becomes.
Nature is no exception in the wilderness.
Murderous intent lies everywhere in the silence.
Whether it is a falcon hovering at high altitude, or a vulture flapping its wings at low altitude; or wolves playing in puddles in groups; even those spiders webbing between dead branches and rocks.
Every creature in the wasteland was grinding its hunting knife in silence.
A lonely leopard strolled slowly among the grass, glancing at the impala in the distance from time to time. Unlike its distant relative, the cheetah, this is a hunter who relies on lurking and surprise attacks to capture prey, so it must manage to move within a few meters of them when the prey is unaware of it before it has a chance to catch the prey in the spur.
Suddenly, the leopard stopped and shook her ears.
It felt a little uneasy.
This intuition has saved its life many times in the past. So the leopard gave up the impala, flicked its tail, and leaped onto an acacia tree next to it.
The low trunks and dense branches of acacia provide convenient steps for leopards. Soon, it climbed to the upper level of the canopy. The view there is the widest and is very suitable for observing the surrounding environment.
Then, this leopard saw a strange scene.
Not far from the acacia tree, lies a plump sika deer-although this creature is rare in the grassland and has almost never appeared, the impulse in the blood tells the leopard that it is definitely a very delicious food.
It's just that now this delicacy has nothing to do with the leopard.
The big cat lying between the branches of the tree opened her mouth in frustration, looking at the secretly close figures around the sika deer, and finally gave up the idea of ​​hitting the autumn wind.
Because it is a group of lions who are hunting sika deer.
This is a group of kings on the grassland.
On the open grassland, it is difficult for the lions to hunt down the agile and fast-running antelopes and wild deer if they are simply hunting down. Therefore, they tend to be in groups with a clear division of labor. They use siege instead of pure pursuit.
But a few minutes ago, the lionesses were delighted to find that a stupid prey appeared on the prairie-it did not like other antelopes or wild deer, always tensed its limbs, its ears were erected vigilantly, and every mouthful of grass had to be lifted three times Head-this stupid prey is lying lazily on the grass, seeming to be napping?
After a simple crawling movement, the lions finally couldn't hold back the call of the wild, and suddenly violently rushed towards the fat deer in the middle of the grass.
The leopard watching from the branch sighed deeply and licked his lips.
everything is over.
The fat venison, the sweet blood, and the dinner banquet mixed with the smell of green grass will finally leave it.
But when its sticking tongue just licked the tip of its nose, its whole body suddenly stiffened, and its eyes widened involuntarily.
The lions pounced on the sika deer seemed to hit an invisible blade and disintegrated in the air-the king on the grassland did not even let out the final roar, and turned into a pile of minced meat, sparsely, falling back to the ground.
The fine blood droplets were beating among the dry grass as if it were raining.
Those ants and other bugs are blessed tonight. The leopard stared blankly at the rain of blood, and this thought came to mind involuntarily.
The scattered flesh and blood falling from the sky seemed to finally wake up the sleeping sika deer.
The fat deer stood up lazily, shook the dazzling fur on his body, and shook the blood and flesh on the ground.
It slowly raised its feet, moved a few steps among the grass, lowered its head, and carefully sniffed the flesh and blood that fell on the ground.
Then it shook its head in disgust.
The rounded antlers drew an elegant arc in the air, and the sika deer raised its head, tilted its head, and glanced at the acacia tree not far away.
The leopard on the branch was horrified to find that his muscles were stiff, and he could not move a single move.
In the sun, the eyes of sika deer shone with a charming luster, like two pierced rubies.
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"The prey has appeared, and you still have a chance to place bets in the last three minutes!" Half of his face whispered, the note in his hand trembling.
"Is that the deer?" Zheng Qing murmured while holding the binoculars, staring at the sika deer that behaved abnormally.
The advantage of the'Sky Eye' off the court is finally showing up.
With a top-down perspective of God, the audience in the stands can easily find some abnormal phenomena-whether it is an abnormal appearance of a sika deer on the savannah, the abnormal death of a lion, or the wild surrounding the deer The performance of the animals running around seems to be a very significant explanation of a fact.
"Bingo!" Half of his face snapped his fingers and shrugged: "But unfortunately, there are no prizes..."
The telescope in Zheng Qing's hand hovered slightly for a moment.
It seems that just after the death of the lion group, several hunting teams have already shifted the focus of their exploration to this corner of the grassland.
"One minute!" Half of his face looked around nervously: "Is anyone going to claim their luck and vision at the last moment?! This is the last chance before the ‘Challenge’ competition is fully started..."
"I'll choose one too." Zheng Qing finally couldn't stand the hawker's yelling, helplessly stretched out his hand~EbookFREE.me~ and added: "And the freshman hunting game I pressed before...You seem to have not given it. I'll sign a contract."
"Oh, oh? Really?" Half of his face looked at his notebook proficiently, while pulling on those parchment paper contracts, pointing to Zheng Qing's signature position, and adding: "No hurry for the freshman competition... It’s still early...but if you want to buy now, it’s okay...Hey, sign here."
"This contract is in color? Isn't it a white contract?" Zheng Qing smoothed the note in his hand, curiously asked.
On the parchment paper, the swashes composed of thick black ink are connected into a piece, gleaming with a strange color in the sun.
"Baiqi is a contract that has no fixed format and no institution endorses it. The binding force is the spell added to the contract and the ability to sign both parties." Xiao Xiao was watching the battle with a telescope next to him, while recording in his notebook. He quickly explained: "...Judging by the color of his white deeds, the'Five Aggregate Haunting Mantra' attached to it should be attached to it. Depending on the intensity of the color, it will only last for about a month, so it is not recommended that you fill in too expensive bets. ."
"That's it." Zheng Qing took the feather pen, muttered, and signed his name.