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After everything had been arranged, the disciples of the four great families that were participating in the Crystal Seizing Assembly started to wait outside to enter the Bloodthirsty Mountain.

Amongst the gathered Zhao Family disciples, Zhao Wenwu glanced at Zhao Mingzhe, pursed his lips, and casually said:

"There's really no suspense in this year's Crystal Bestowal. I'm sure that the Qilin will become the number one individual. Just that, there's no suspense at all for the last place, Zhao Mingzhe, tell me, right? "

The surrounding people could almost understand, that the first ranked last that Zhao Wenwu mentioned, was definitely referring to Zhao Mingzhe.

Zhao Mingzhe frowned slightly. He felt that Zhao Wenwu really lacked brains, and before Zhao Meng could say anything, he had come to draw aggro.

Smiling, Zhao Mingzhe slowly said:

"Even though it's already decided, you shouldn't feel too sad. No matter what, you're still not feeling well. There's nothing to lose by getting last."

Hearing Zhao Mingzhe's words, Zhao Wenwu was startled, and then he realised that Zhao Mingzhe was talking about him.

"Zhao Mingzhe, you have been blinded. Even though my body is a bit uncomfortable, I definitely won't drag down the Zhao Family. It's actually you, a piece of trash … "

"Who is this trash scolding?"

"Trash is scolding you!"

"Right, you piece of trash, you're scolding me right now!"

"You're courting death!"

Under anger and shame, Zhao Wenwu stepped forward and suddenly punched towards Zhao Mingzhe.

Zhao Mingzhe's eyes congealed, and his Cloudpaw was about to attack. At this time, a figure swiftly flashed over, extended both hands out, pushed Zhao Mingzhe and Zhao Wenwu's palms respectively, and said:

"What are you doing? Are you trying to kill each other as brothers? Aren't you afraid of humiliating our Zhao family?"

Zhao Mingzhe saw that the one who spoke was actually Zhao Qilin. It had to be said that Zhao Qilin's strength was indeed impressive, but in the blink of an eye, he had casually forced Zhao Mingzhe and Zhao Wenwu to retreat.

The fat on Zhao Wenwu's face trembled twice. Although he did not attack again, he still spoke in a low voice while provoking:

"Zhao Mingzhe, you trashy trash who only relies on women to stand up, do you dare to bet with me? Between the two of us, whoever obtains less animal core s will break their own finger. "

Before Zhao Mingzhe could speak, a familiar voice came out.

"I, Wu Xiaowu, accept this bet on behalf of Brother Ming Zhe. However, to break a finger on one's own is too bloody. I say that whoever loses should call his name in reverse. "

Zhao Wenwu turned his head to the side and gave a cold snort.

"Whose pants weren't properly fastened, how can such a thing like you be revealed? Do you think this daddy doesn't know, that you taking down this trash for him, even if you lose, your name will be called backwards, and you f * cking turned out to be Wu Xiaowu! "

At this time, Zhao Meng frowned, and spoke in a hypocritical manner:

"Civil and military, forget it. Speak less so that others won't laugh at our Zhao Family. "

Zhao Wenwu coldly snorted and no longer spoke. Zhao Mingzhe looked at Wu Xiaowu who was standing up for him and nodded, but did not say anything.

Wu Xiaowu actually extended his hand out, and smiled at Zhao Mingzhe:

"Brother Ming Zhe, do your best!"

Zhao Mingzhe thought about it, then extended his hand and struck his palm.

At this time, Zhou Changqing's voice had already sounded:

"The hunt for the crystal ball officially begins!"

After taking a few deep breaths, Zhao Mingzhe suppressed the unease in his heart and followed the person who was leading the way.

When he was truly in the mountain and the Large Competition began, Zhao Mingzhe's heart, on the other hand, gradually calmed down.

Zhao Mingzhe was secretly on alert. He slowly walked forward, and just as he passed by a forest, Zhao Mingzhe didn't notice anything yet. He suddenly felt that Demon Beast Xiao Meng, who had been sleeping peacefully under her sleeve, had suddenly nuzzled herself with its furry body.

"Soon after, Zhao Mingzhe heard a hissing sound from his left. Shua! Zhao Mingzhe's sword was unsheathed, and with two stabs from his sword, a biting cold Sword Qi formed in the air.

Turning his head to the side, he saw that a python that was as thick as an arm had been stabbed through the head. Zhao Mingzhe took out the python's animal core and thought to himself that since he had initially decided to participate in this Crystal Seizing Assembly, he had not come here to try and get something out of it.

Even if his strength was lacking a little, with the Floating Willow Body Art and Hundred Bird Spear Technique, Zhao Mingzhe felt that it was not a problem to protect himself. With Xiao Meng, who could intimidate the demonic spiders, acquiring animal core s as well, wasn't too difficult for Zhao Mingzhe.

During this process, Zhao Mingzhe had time to spare, constantly polishing the fusion of the Floating Willow Body Art and his offensive moves.

It was unknown if it was due to his overflowing luck, but Zhao Mingzhe had met with an exceptionally large number of demon beasts. Until night time, Zhao Mingzhe had already killed close to 30 Bloodthirsty Level demon beasts.

Seeing that the night had gradually deepened, Zhao Mingzhe found a hidden place to rest. Not long after he sat down, Zhao Mingzhe felt that Xiao Meng had become a little irritable and she started to scurry around in her sleeves.

Zhao Mingzhe felt a little strange. Could it be that this Xiao Meng had discovered another demonic beast?

Just to be safe, Zhao Mingzhe jumped up the mountain and prepared to see what was going on.

Looking around, Zhao Mingzhe's expression changed. With Zhao Mingzhe as the center, around him, there were actually many faintly discernable, multicolored eyes.

There was no need to ask, these eyes that emitted a fierce light represented the existence of demon beasts. However, Zhao Mingzhe could not understand why these beasts would gather towards him with a purpose.

At this time, Xiao Meng jumped onto Zhao Mingzhe's shoulder, and released a loud "ji" sound. Then, those beasts that were approaching gradually stopped.

"Ji Ji Ji", Xiao Meng let out three hurried cries in a row. These demon beasts were the same as the demonic spider hordes he had seen last time.

Even though there were no more dangers, Zhao Mingzhe still felt that something was amiss. There must be something behind this. Otherwise, these Blood-Thirsty Demonic Beasts would definitely not set Zhao Mingzhe as their target and gather him on their own!

If Xiao Meng had not intimidated these Spirit Demon beasts, even if Zhao Mingzhe's strength had a breakthrough, facing countless Blood-Thirsty Demonic Beasts' attacks in the dark night, Zhao Mingzhe would have died without a burial ground.

The demon beast Xiao Meng had always been incomparably docile, but now, it became more and more anxious, and continuously crawled up and down Zhao Mingzhe's arm. Seeing that Zhao Mingzhe did not understand what he meant, Xiao Meng suddenly jumped onto Zhao Mingzhe's hand, opened her mouth, and started biting towards Zhao Mingzhe's palm.

Zhao Mingzhe turned his wrist and dodged Xiao Meng's attack. Originally, they had already spent quite a bit of time with Xiao Meng, both man and beast.

As for Xiao Meng, she had never revealed the intention to hurt Zhao Mingzhe, so what was going on today?

Zhao Mingzhe felt that something was amiss. As he consoled Xiao Meng, he jumped down from the big tree and prepared to leave this place.

However, just as he leapt off the big tree onto the ground, Zhao Mingzhe heard a loud 'crack' sound. The big tree that was waiting a moment ago suddenly smashed towards his position.

Zhao Mingzhe's expression became serious, and he rushed towards his left to avoid the big tree.

Before he could even stand steadily, Zhao Mingzhe heard the whistling sound of wind coming from behind him. With a move of his mind, the white jade ring on his neck flashed, and a light blue long spear appeared in a flash.

Zhao Mingzhe held onto his spear, bellowed, and followed the direction of the gale, and counterattacked. The seven spear shadows flashed in the night sky with a blinding cold light!

With a "dang" sound, Zhao Mingzhe felt the hand that was holding onto the spear go numb. He turned his head to look, the spear in his hand, was blocking a gigantic blade.

The person holding the blade, however, had a gloomy and cold face, with a sinister smile on his face, Zhao Wenwu …