God-level Demon Hunter

skill:

Whiplash Lv3: Swing the tough tree arm, whip the target, or tie it tightly, making it difficult to break free.

Concealment Lv3: Located in the forest, the tree monster can blend with the plants around its body, completely hiding its body.

Perceiving Nature Lv4: It can perceive all movements in the forest within a maximum range of one mile.

Son of the Forest (Passive Solidification): The tree monster is the gatekeeper of the forest and the caretaker of nature. It protects animals and plants, and the forest rewards it with blessings. When it is in it, its physical strength, magic power, and injury recovery speed are doubled.

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"Ms. Evelyn spent a lot of effort to borrow these two big guys from the Ring of Druids in the Skelliger Islands." The bald man, with his hands folded around his chest, and his amber pupils flashing ready to move, "As long as someone steps into the alder forest Even a single step can't be hidden from their eyes and ears."

"And they're pretty good at fighting..." The big man suddenly grinned with a stiff smile, "Karl's five bastards came to provoke them, and they hung upside down on their 'arms', and walked around the woods for a long time, blowing a cold."

"Organ traps, two tree monsters, and the two forest rangers Oakes and Serritt..." The bald man said firmly and confidently, "The protection of the forest area is tight enough. Whoever dares to break in without opening his eyes, the custody call He never came back!"

……

The two got out of the dense forest, and what they saw was another thriving scene.

In front of the green cabbage and beet fields, everyone gathered in the yard—witch hunters in brand-new school suits, eleven apprentices, bards Dandelion, Priscilla, Iggesena, Todaro The blacksmith father and daughter, and the old Moore couple holding the child.

The students in the classroom were lying on the window sill, looking around.

The unkempt Kalkstein rarely joins the fun, but his pale and thin cheeks have dark circles under his eyes, and he seems to be able to fall asleep at any time.

A black dog circled excitedly around the crowd, barking and flicking its tail like a propeller.

Compared to when Roy first brought it, Xiao Hei has gained a lot of fat, and his body has been upgraded from a sausage to a log.

The focus of everyone's eyes is on the two silhouettes in the circular open space.

On one side is a woman with a mohawk hairstyle, with a strong figure, bronze complexion, and deep facial features with a strong exotic style.

She was carrying a wooden machete.

The demon hunter recruit Karl was on the opposite side, dressed in a light and delicate blue leather coat, with his back bent and his knees bent, his training sword standing on his waist, pointing the tip of the sword at the woman's neck, making a standard plow gesture.

circle around her.

slam-la-

The wind blows from the woods, blowing the cockscomb on the woman's head, and a fringe on Karl's delicate forehead.

boom!

Gold and iron clash!

The two figures collided fiercely.

The scimitar tore through the air and drew a streak of white light, cutting towards Karl's side from the upper right to the lower left.

The apprentice flicked his wrist, and the training sword on his chest drew a 45-degree arc, hitting the weak blade of the scimitar, and the muscles on his lean arms bulged like earthworms, bursting out with unimaginable power. Suddenly blocked the woman's scimitar.

He suddenly stepped forward with his left foot, and raised his hands holding the hilt of the sword upwards, as if lifting the winch of a well, the tip of the sword pointed straight at the woman's chest, and thrust forward following his steps!

"boom!"

The woman barely blocked the attack, then flexibly bent her knees and turned around, slipped through the boy's armpit and came behind him. Karl lost his target in front of him and wanted to turn around in a hurry.

The woman first turned the vertical blade of her wrist into a horizontal blade, and then pulled back!

"Boom!"

The handle of the knife struck Carl's lower back.

With a muffled grunt, he threw his mouth full of mud forward.

Before he got up, the cold machete was on the back of his neck.

"I declare, the tenth match!" Lambert crossed his arms and looked around, fearing that the world would not be chaotic and shouted, "The winner is Cantila. The total score is nine to one, and Karl wins!"

Cantilla danced a series of dazzling sword flowers with the scimitar in his hand, inserted it back into the scabbard around his waist, and showed a smile on his slightly rigid face.

After being taught a lesson nine times by this teenage, beautiful woman-like Carl, he finally found his place again!

The crowd of onlookers became lively like a frying pan.

"Sister Cantilla is mighty!" A dozen lean apprentices like little cheetahs surrounded the woman and cheered happily. They were happy to see the myth of invincibility among their peers ended.

Why is that guy always pretending to be the boss, exploiting and punishing them!

Without saying a word, the young man climbed up lonely, clutching the hilt of his sword tightly, his face pale.

"Hey, Karl, although I can't beat you..." Arkham Tom said with a smile, "But I won't lose to an ordinary person, I won't give her a chance to compete at all!"

"Don't listen to this guy bragging!" Monty shook his head in disdain, and hugged Carl's shoulder comfortingly, "If it were him, nine to one would be the other way around!"

Cat Vulture took off his sunglasses, his gray-green pupils showed a hint of satisfaction, and finally had a chance to beat his disciple, "You have been arrogant all day long, and you finally paid the price?"

"Sorry, teacher, I've shamed you." Carl didn't dare to turn around. He could imagine the laughing faces of a dozen friends and Vicky's disappointed expression. An imposing witcher lost to an ordinary A person, but also a woman!

"Don't apologize to me! Do you think that after the green grass trial, you have a superhuman physical fitness, and nothing else is necessary? Sword skills and actual combat experience, neither one can be left behind!"

"Losing in the competition today is better than losing your life later!"

"I understand, teacher..." Carl turned his gaze to Ms. Zerikan and clenched his fists, "I will never take it lightly next time!"

"I hope you will do what you say!"

On the other side, Vesemir stroked his beard and said loudly, "Training continues, Monty, Chanem, let these juniors see what is called a real sword fight!"

"The rest... evacuate immediately and start the second set of exercises!"

"Everyone has it, gather!"

The little blonde girl in the classroom immediately put on a delicate face, and the clear voice of orders spread throughout the small courtyard.

The children in the classroom, the alchemy room, and the blacksmith shop rushed into the courtyard in an orderly manner, forming a square array of seven rows and eight columns.

Among the crowd, Dandelion, who was wearing colorful floral clothes, rolled his eyes and stood beside a group of children in the ninth row.Priscilla followed closely behind, holding her beloved lute.

Then there are the old Moore couple, Iggesena, father and daughter of the blacksmith Todalo.

"We don't want to escape!" The seven young apprentices who hadn't passed the grass test pleaded with wide-eyed eyes at the witcher.

"Okay! If anyone can defeat the weakest Arkham Tom, I'll let him stay!" Serrit's face was serious, "Otherwise, just get over there!"

The fraternity's plans.

In addition to the seasoned demon hunters, the five young apprentices who have passed the green grass trial are eligible to fight side by side.

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"Teacher Roy is back!" Among the team, a little boy with a runny nose looked towards the entrance of the alder forest, and suddenly opened his mouth and shouted!

"Good afternoon, everyone, I haven't seen you for a few months, do you miss me?" The black-haired witcher walked into the plaque of Gawain's House with open arms, like a boss who enjoyed being greeted by his younger brother.

"Ouch!"

Monty in the duel field wailed, distracted for a moment, Chanem slapped his left cheek sinisterly with a sword, and a red mark swelled up.

But he ignored the pain, covered his face and rushed out of the crowd excitedly, rushing in front of the young witcher.

Before that, the long line of children had swarmed around him in a chaotic manner, like ants surrounding the remains of insects, completely surrounding him!

"Roy!"

"Little devil!"

"The brat still knows to come back?!"

A group of demon hunters stood side by side like a wall, with mocking smiles on their lips.

"Teacher, where have you been? There has been no news for several months! Miss us!" Renee grabbed the hand of the witcher and smiled, revealing a row of fine white teeth that had just erupted, flicking them coquettishly his hand!

The two boys hugged his thighs and wiped saliva, snot and tears on his brand new leather pants!

A few radish heads tugged at his arm, tucked their heads into his armpit, and grinned.

The most courageous Arkham Tom directly held his shoulders and jumped up, riding on his neck!

"Get off me! Little bastard!"

"Woooo, you will attack us as soon as you come back! I don't want to!"

Arkham Torm mischievously ruffled his hair again, making it into a bird's nest.

"Woof!" Xiao Hei rushed to the feet of the former owner, sticking out his tongue and desperately licking his leather boots!

Roy, who was covered with children, bared his teeth.

Forget it, pamper them once.

Take a look.

The old Moore couple greeted them with red eyes.

"Don't bite your hand! You little bastard, let go! Let me hug my little brother!" Roy barely shook off a child hanging from his arm, and pulled Mino from Susie's arms. She squeezed his baby fat face, and stuffed her thumb into his cherry mouth.

"Wow... woah..."

Mino burst into tears very shamelessly.

Roy immediately touched his nose in embarrassment.

"You've been away for so long that he can't recognize you anymore!" Old Moore patted the arm of his eldest child, "The muscles have been exercised stronger, as expected of my child!"

"Good boy...you have to stay for a few more days this time." Susie held the demon hunter's hand in her palm at the same time, and looked at his face lovingly.

The overflowing concern made the witcher ashamed.

"Roy," Cantila squeezed away a group of children and came to him with bright eyes, "Don't forget the promise you owe me, when will you take me hunting?!"

"Let's talk about it after we have dealt with the immediate crisis!"

"Master Roy, you deceived us so hard back then!" Blacksmith Clough and his daughter Yuna complained to him, "Why did you pretend to be Master Oaks?"

Oakes, who was named, was gearing up, and glared at the little brother with displeasure, "You kid is ruining my reputation outside again!"

"I'm making you famous overseas!"

Roy suddenly remembered another matter, took out the mace necklace from the pirate's deputy Aina, and handed it to Kalkstein who had been dozing off.The alchemist's whole body was flushed instantly, his face was flushed, and his eyes were also shining.

"Everyone! It's a beautiful day when friends meet, it's worth writing a poem about!" Dandelion took the lute in Priscilla's arms, and flicked it with his right hand, a heavenly melody pierced through the noise in the yard, "Ah, Roy, my good brother who is as close as a brother, I grew up to be a heartthrob so that you can see me more clearly, and my voice is so beautiful that you can hear me... ..."

With a charming smile, he said, "I have big hands to hug you more warmly... I am big everywhere, and you will soon find out that what I say is true."

Everyone's eyes became very strange.

Priscilla glanced at the unreliable man, sighed, her bright eyes quietly looked at the young witcher with a faint light.

"Why are you looking at me with such strange eyes, Roy, why don't you answer?"

Dandelion let go of his fingers.

Roy sneered at him in the crowd of children, "Because I want to sew your deceitful mouth shut!"

"Crack!" The white-haired demon hunter covered the mouth of the great poet, "seriously speaking, since you showed up aboveboard, the crisis must have been temporarily resolved. The school..."

"Yennefer told me everything." Roy looked around, with relatives and friends all present, and couldn't help smiling, "If Reins dares to make a move, we will let him come and go!"

"Now, how about continuing the exercise just now?"

"Let me see and see!"

"Everyone has it, gather!"

Little Vicky in a blue dress raised her hand and shouted, and in an instant, the children who were in a mess seemed to have been casted by mental magic, and instantly centered on her, they lined up again in a square formation.

The bards, the old Moors, joined in.

The witcher apprentice stood by the line to maintain order, while the students walked into the door of the meeting room one by one.

A door frame was painted with mysterious purple paint at the corner of the door, and a prism-shaped teleportation crystal hung in a green leaf shelf beside the door frame.

Carl took a deep breath and slammed the blue charm at the crystal.

A torrent of magical power rushed into the dim crystal, and it instantly shone brightly!

Boom!

The door frame shone with magical aura, and it evolved into a space door full of black vortexes.

Kaoriz, who had just turned eight years old, had a stern face, gritted her teeth, and stepped in first...

From young to old, more than forty children all jumped into the portal safely one by one, and then it was the turn of the adults headed by Dandelion.