Chapter 15: Autumn hunting begins

The first five chapters of autumn hunting begins
When Xiao Fan and the others returned to the Shenfeng Academy, there were several figures sitting in the lobby of the Yellow Mansion. If Xiao Fan were here, they would definitely recognize three of them.
"Chairman Zhang is willing to be my Huangjia Keqing elder, Huang can't ask for it." Huang Chongxiao laughed.
Opposite Huang Chongxiao, naturally Zhang Ran and Zhang Xi, father and son, Zhang Ran waved his hands and said: "Huang Patriarch, Zhang is no longer the vice-chairman of the Alchemist Guild. He is just a man of despair. He can join the Huang family. It's Zhang's fortune!"
"Don't worry, Elder Zhang, you and I have a common enemy, Xiao Fan must die!" A thick cold light flashed in Huang Chongxiao's eyes.
"There is a Kamikaze Academy, we can't help him for the time being, but we are not the only people who want him to die." Zhang Ran's murderous intent was revealed without any cover.
"What can Elder Zhang do?" Huang Chongxiao asked.
Zhang Ran narrowed his eyes and said, "If Yancheng Autumn Hunter Xiao Fan is dead, it will be fine. If he is lucky enough to survive, I will be able to deal with him. I will let him understand the cost of offending a fifth-grade alchemist. ."
Xiao Fan naturally did not know Zhang Ran and Huang Chongxiao's conspiracy.
After ten days of dazzling, these days, it is rare to be calm, Xiao Fan not only immersed in the research of the liquid medicine, but also took the opportunity to sort out the information in the endless battle.
On this day, Xiao Fan practiced domineering Tianquan in the yard early in the morning. His fists were like wind, and there were bursts of air breaking through the air.
"boom!"
Suddenly Xiao Fan rose into the air and slammed his fist on the ground. The earth and rocks rolled and the gravel flew horizontally, and a big crater with a radius of six meters suddenly appeared on the ground.
"Overbearing Tianquan, I finally reached the fourth level of the peak. The Infinite Battle Tome is really the supreme treasure. Without it, with my post-War Venerable Stage cultivation base, it would never be possible to cultivate the fifth-grade combat skills to the peak. Xiao Fan took a deep breath.
"This endless battle technique is not simple, it has made my soul power more concentrated, and it also gave me a new understanding of the overbearing Tianquan." Between the explorers, Xiao Fan's palm condensed into a golden handle. The little sword, practicing endless combat techniques, made Xiao Fan's soul power also become golden.
"It's a pity that Shura Three Swords still only comprehend the first move, and the next two moves are estimated to be understood only by breaking through to a higher level." Xiao Fan sighed secretly.
He knew that the rank of Shura's Three Swords was at least six ranks, or even higher, otherwise, with his talent, it would be impossible to comprehend the first sword blood kill!
"The third child, it's so early today?" The fat man walked out of the room, stretched his waist, and yawned. He obviously hadn't woken up yet. He suddenly thought of something, and instantly became sober, and said: "Yes, today autumn The hunt seems to be about to begin."
"Do you remember?" Xiao Fan glanced at Fatty contemptuously. Fatty is good at everything, just too lazy.
With the Ninth Rank Battle Soul, if he were a little diligent, he would have broken through to the Zhanzong Realm long ago, and now, he is only in the late Battle Venerable Realm.
In addition, what made Xiao Fan puzzled was that Ling Feng and Little Witch also possessed Rank 8 or higher battle spirits, and they were hardworking, but they were still only the pinnacle of the battle sovereign.
Before the words fell silent, Ling Feng and the little witch walked out.
"It's all here." At this moment, Guo Shichen's voice sounded. Before everyone recovered, Guo Shichen's figure appeared in the center of the courtyard.
"Guo Old Ghost, can you show up normally?" The little witch was startled, and suddenly cursed with her arms akimbo.
"Who made this?" Guo Shichen didn't pay attention to the little witch at all. Instead, he looked at the big pit in the yard and cried, "It is a crime to destroy public property! As long as you take the initiative to admit your mistakes and pay a million lower-grade soul stones Or else!"
"Millions of lower-grade soul stones?" Xiao Fan's voice sounded, the soul ring exuded a faint light, and suddenly there was a clattering sound, and a million lower-grade soul stones appeared under Guo Shichen's feet.
For this miser, Xiao Fan was speechless and could only use a soul stone to plug his mouth.
Guo Shichen gave a dry laugh, and without hesitation, put the lower-grade soul stone into the soul ring. This move made Xiao Fan a few people contemptuous.
"Well, the Yancheng autumn hunt is about to begin, don't let me down." Guo Shichen said.
Xiao Fan and the others were too lazy to talk nonsense with him, the word "disappointment" was too different.
I don't know if Guo Shichen wants the four of them to take the four places in the top five in the Yancheng Autumn Hunting, or each pays 5 million lower-grade soul stones?
Xiao Fan and the others knew that the latter accounted for a bit more. After all, Guo Shichen was a veritable miser. Compared with the soul stone, other estimates would not fall into his eyes.
Guo Shichen stopped talking, and took a few people to Zhanwang Academy.
The Yancheng Autumn Hunting is held once a year. It was originally proposed by the Kamikaze Academy to allow the younger generation of monks to learn from each other and improve their strength in battle.
Only with the passage of time, the Shenfeng Academy declined, and the owner of Yancheng Autumn Hunting also changed. In the past 100 years, the Yancheng Autumn Hunting was held at the Warlord Academy.
The Warlord Academy, on an extremely wide square, was full of figures and densely packed, with no end in sight. When Xiao Fan and the others rushed to the square, many people came around.
The arrival of Xiao Fan and the others immediately attracted countless hateful eyes. The last time they blackmailed dozens of Soul Stones from the students of the Warlord Academy at the entrance of the Shenfeng Academy, this made them hate Xiao Fan.
"Xiao Fan, Ling Feng, they will die this time. They dare to kill Luo Fei and Di Han, Luo Chen and others will not let him go."
"Furthermore, I heard that Xiao Fan also killed Huang Tianchen. Huang Chongxiao, the head of the Huang family, said that as long as Xiao Fan is killed, he can enjoy the treatment of Huang Tianchen."
"More than just killing Huang Tianchen, don't forget that he also killed Sun Zi, and I heard that he severely injured Sun Jue, the Sun family will never let him out of the Soul Beast Mountain alive."
"This kid is really arrogant. He made such a big noise when he first came to Yancheng. I think it will be difficult for him to die. Several big families will not let him go easily."
The crowd talked unscrupulously, most of them were students from the Warlord Academy, as many as hundreds of people, while the Shenfeng Academy only had Xiao Fan and the four, plus a little lion.
For the students of the Warlord Academy, Xiao Fan ignored them. The Soul Beast Mountain Range is so large that hundreds of people would find it difficult to meet. As long as four of them and one beast act together, even if they meet the top three in the hospital list not afraid.
After waiting for a stick of incense, fewer and fewer people came around.
At this time, several figures walked out from the entrance of the War King Academy, and the crowd suddenly became quiet. Xiao Fan and the others recognized the man in the lead as Qu Xuan, the dean of the War King Academy.
"The annual Yancheng Autumn Hunting is here again. In a year's time, I believe that the old students have made great progress. There are also outstanding new students, even better than the old ones. I believe this year's Yancheng Autumn Hunting, Better than the past, in the end, I hope everyone can achieve good results." Qu Xuan's plain words resounded through the square, and when his eyes swept across Xiao Fan and the others, there was a slight cold light in his eyes.
Qu Xuan simply said a few words and motioned to a middle-aged man next to him. The middle-aged man nodded and stepped forward and said: "I'll announce the rules of Yancheng Autumn Hunting..."
The middle-aged man's voice is not loud, but everyone can hear it clearly. The rules of Yancheng Autumn Hunting are very simple.
Everyone who participates in the autumn hunt will get a token. After entering the Soul Beast Mountain Range, they will fight each other for a month, regardless of life or death.
Each token represents one hundred points. In the middle of the autumn hunt, the person who loses the token is eliminated.
In addition, hunting soul beasts in the soul beast mountain range can also exchange the corresponding points for the soul crystals obtained. A first-order soul beast can be exchanged for one point, a second-order soul beast can be exchanged for ten points, and a third-order soul beast can be exchanged for 100 points. Points, the fourth-order soul beast exchanges 1,000 points, and the fifth-order soul beast exchanges 10,000 points.
As for the sixth-order spirit beasts, no one has hunted them for hundreds of years. After all, they are equivalent to the powerhouse of the King of War. If the sixth-order spirit beasts do not hunt them, they will worship Gaoxiang.
Finally, the total ranking of the points exchanged between tokens and soul crystals determines the corresponding ranking.
"Master Dean, what is the reward for this autumn hunting?" a bold monk asked.
"The old man is preparing to announce this reward." Qu Xuan said lightly, a meaningful smile flashing on his face.