Chapter 103: Get the right to play (subscribe 1/5)

"In this four-year event, the most important project is the competition of the strong from the various tribes in the clan, and the winner will have a chance to be blessed by the mountain god." Sam continued to preach.
"Mountain blessed? What is that?" Qin Ming asked.
"Hmm..." Sam lowered his head somewhat uncomfortably, and whispered: "I don't know too well, I just know that everyone says that is the highest honor."
Sam was too young at the time, and it was pretty good to know this.
After that, Qin Ming found the elderly Fulin, and after what he said, he finally understood the blessing of the mountain god.
It is said that the flower spirit blessed by this mountain will have a direct opportunity to evolve, and no matter how many injuries you have suffered at that time, even if you are about to die in the next second, as long as you receive this blessing, you can instantly recover. , Quite incredible.
However, this blessing does not come as scheduled every time the event ends, at least not once in the past few decades.
Pushing up the time, the flower elf who became the strongest in the clan and received the blessing of the mountain last time is the golden flower elf king now.
It can be seen how difficult it is for the flower fairy king to reproduce the blessing of the mountain god.
However, Qin Ming still has some thoughts about this event.
He is now a third-order high-grade flower elf, and in the flower elf clan, his combat power is also at the top level.
He can fight for the name of the strongest in this clan.
For nothing else, just because the blessing of the mountain with a certain probability of appearing can allow him to evolve again, he must grasp such an opportunity.
There are still twenty days left. Seeing that the second collection task is about to be completed, of course he has to consider other tasks.
To complete task three, at the very least, one must possess Tier 4 strength comparable to Mo Meteoshu.
Therefore, breaking through Tier 4 is his top priority now.
The next day, Qin Ming went to visit the old patriarch Linde.
"Are you going to take part in the contest at the Mountain God Festival?" Old Linde looked at the young clansman standing in front of him in surprise.
"I remember only a few days after you joined the tribe. Maybe you still don't know our mountain event. I only have five places to represent the tribe. I will only give the five most powerful people in the tribe."
"Child, maybe you will have a chance in the future, but you are too young now, you need more training to make yourself stronger."
Old Linde smiled, and always took Qin Ming as a young man, and he was not afraid of tigers when he was born with a calf.
"If there is nothing else, you can go back first."
Qin Ming's eyes flickered, and then he said: "Patriarch, please give me a chance to prove my strength. If I defeat one of the five people you selected, can I fight for the tribe!"
Old Linde had nothing to do. He became a little interested in Qin Ming's obsession, and didn't feel impatient. "You can think about it, challenging them will hurt you."
"No, I won't be hurt." Qin Ming smiled.
"Let's go, boy, I hope you don't regret it later." Old Lind got up from the bench and flew out of the room with his wings flapping.
Qin Ming immediately followed.
After a while, the tribal powerhouse called by Old Linde stood in front of Qin Ming.
His name is Lip, and he is quite famous in the Jardin tribe, and he is also a blue flower elf noble.
Of course, Qin Ming, who had just arrived, did not know the name of the nobleman.
However, since the old Linde can be selected as one of the five players to play, the strength of the opponent is not weak.
As a result of the investigation, the opponent also possesses a third-tier high-grade combat power equal to him.
"Patriarch, are you kidding? He is just going to challenge my clansman?" Lipu pointed at Qin Ming questioningly.
"Well, this kid insists on comparing, I admire his courage." The old patriarch stood on the high platform and said with a smile.
Seeing this, Lipp had no choice but to laugh twice.
But he was a little unhappy in his heart. In his opinion, this contest that specifically called him was a waste of his time.
Not everyone has a Buddhist mentality like an elderly patriarch.
"Then start when you are ready," the old patriarch said to the two.
Lip also didn't bother to talk nonsense, and while flapping his wings, he quickly rushed towards Qin Ming.
There was a little fierce light in his eyes, if it was an ordinary young tribe, he might be shocked by him.
He just wanted to quickly end this boring and price-depleted competition, and then go back to do his own thing.
However, the other party was not as frightened as he thought, but instead rushed towards him.
"This kid!" Judging from the speed of this sprint, this young clansman seems not to be weak, which also made him a little distracted, making a fist halfway through.
boom!
Although they are strong in strength, after all, both of them are the existence of Tier 3 high-grade strength, so the momentum of this punch collision is not small.
What surprised the old patriarch who was watching was that the one who was first repelled was Lip, the older generation of strong man in the tribe, who flew upside down.
However, Qin Ming only drifted back a little distance steadily, and after quickly stopping the retreat, it expanded even more quickly, turning into a clear breeze to rush towards Lip.
The speed is much better than before.
The fighting situation after that was completely beyond Old Lind's expectations.
Lipu, who possessed a third-tier high-ranking combat power, was actually crushed and beaten by this young boy. After a while, Qin Ming was hit with several punches on his body, which was extremely embarrassing.
Two minutes later, even if Lip didn't want to believe it anymore, he still had to admit that he really couldn't beat the young tribe in front of him.
The opponent's shot speed and body shape are fast to the extreme, as if walking in the wind, he can't catch up with them at all.
And the opponent's thunderous shot also made it difficult for him to resist.
The battle ended in three minutes.
Qin Mingfeng lightly fluttered in the air, his wings flapping lightly.
But Lip was half kneeling on the ground and panting like a cow. Qin Ming hit his fists in many places all over his body, making him sore.
He lost thoroughly and without suspense.
The entire competition only took three minutes. Qin Ming's attacks were all parried or avoided by Qin Ming, and none of his attacks worked.
He was only beaten in these three minutes, and it can be said that he was completely crushed, especially in terms of speed.
After the old patriarch announced that Qin Ming had won and replaced him with the right to play in the mountain gods event, the old man had to leave in despair.
After getting the right to play, Qin Ming continued to go out every day to look for Linghua.
But for several days, he had found the Lingguo Lingcao and even other heavenly materials and earth treasures, but the Linghua never found a trace.
But he was not in a hurry. It was still too early for the last month, and he still had a lot of time to find.