Mingguang's side was just the opposite. What started as worries immediately turned into excitement. No wonder this Feng Qinglang always gets treated differently by the Xia Kuangzu. Having such a teammate by his side is everyone's luck this time.

Yan Ying stepped forward and said, "Are you going too far? Are you just going to kill people with ruthless moves?"

But Ling Xiao and the others didn't even bother to look at Yan Ying. They just stared at Feng Qinglang. The man who made the move just now sneered: "Boy, that's not bad!"

He asked himself that he had not tried his best just now, and was about to activate the power of law again when the person beside him gently pulled him and glanced around. It turned out that many teams had also stopped and were preparing to start in the woods.

Central Committee, watching this conflict unfold, anyone can see the expectation in these people's eyes, expecting the conflict to escalate.

Yan Ying hurriedly said: "If you want a third party to profit, we will not hesitate to kill the fish and destroy the net!"

Ling Xiao, the leader of the team, groaned: "Let's go first, isn't it just the first day..."

After saying that, the leader galloped forward, and everyone in Lingxiao followed. The person who made the move before deliberately fell to the end, stared at Feng Qinglang and said leisurely: "My name is Lao Wugong. We will meet again in the next few days. I

Promise you!"

He originally thought that Feng Qinglang would say something to put some pressure on his opponent, but he didn't expect that her lips didn't move and her eyes were unfocused, as if she was thinking about some difficult problem.

The resentment in Lao Wugong's heart became even heavier, and he had no choice but to be urged by his teammates, so he could only follow him and leave quickly.

Yan Ying glanced at Feng Qinglang quietly. He certainly didn't think that Feng Qinglang was really thinking about the last bottleneck in Chapter 4 of the Meditation Chapter. He thought he was deliberately attacking his opponent, so he could only choose to praise: "Well done.

Nice, sunny!”

"Well, let's go too!"

Outside the woods, it was on a high slope.

Floating clouds trimmed with gold floated on the quiet land. The cold wind was not biting, but brought a lazy breath to the face, carrying the fragrance of the woods below.

Looking at the green forest undulating with the wind below, it does not look like a place of trial, but more like a paradise. A landscape painting is placed in front of you in three dimensions, where time is praising the immortal tranquility.

When each team reached the high slope, they couldn't help but pause for a moment. This was a huge gap from the land they originally thought was full of iron and blood.

But people with good eyesight can still see some different scenes. At the end of the field of vision, in the depths surrounded by white thick clouds, a towering volcano points straight into the sky, standing there like a huge giant.

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Black and patina red are densely wrapped around its body. Even if it is mixed in a dark green, you still can't feel the slightest gentleness. On the contrary, you can think that if it goes crazy and erupts from the crater, it will definitely be like a crack.

Violent.

Fortunately, under Bai Yun's witness, it was just a sleeping giant at this time.

When most people were praising the beautiful scenery, Feng Qinglang couldn't help but frown, because he was more concerned about the giant. He looked around casually and found that someone in his team also frowned, and he couldn't help but praise with relief:

"Did you see it too?"

Lan Xiaofeng met Feng Qinglang's gaze and said bitterly: "I saw it, I was shocked. It's bigger than any volcano seen in any illustrated book..."

Her eyes were a little blurry. Once such a huge volcano erupted, how shocking would the scene be?

Feng Qinglang gave a comforting smile: "People cannot run fast once they are bloated. Once a volcano is too huge, the eruption cycle will often be longer."

Lan Xiaofeng smiled back and felt a little at ease.

Feng Qinglang was still thinking in her heart, did the ancient inheritance create this folding space specifically to cover up the existence of this volcano? Or was it to confine its power? Seeing that this folding space was successfully created, they let them

The trial of disciples is just a secondary purpose?

After the brief shock, everyone realized that this was not a time to enjoy the scenery, nor was this a resort, so they dispersed one after another.

The elites of Mingguang also chose their own path and ran deep into the woods.

During the attack, Yan Ying took the opportunity to approach Feng Qinglang and said softly: "According to the information on the previous openings of the trial space, we have obtained the coordinates of some materials. Then under the guidance of Team Leader Xia, we made a plan in advance.

Now our first goal is a sculpture group, where there are silver-stepped butterfly grass that can be collected..."

Listening to his serious talk, Feng Qinglang understood in her heart that Yan Ying was worried that her presence would affect the authority of his captain, so she could only smile and said: "Captain Yan Ying, I will definitely obey the arrangement, please don't worry!"

Yan Ying hurriedly said: "Qinglang, you are the strongest among us. Team Leader Xia once gave me advice. Your opinion will be considered as the first priority in all matters."

Feng Qinglang was surprised and couldn't help but turn around to look. However, Yan Ying looked calm and seemed to agree with Kuangtu Xia's suggestion. Feng Qinglang smiled and said: "Captain Yan Ying has been preparing for this competition for almost four years.

Bar?"

As a seed player who has been focused on training since he entered school four years ago, this competition is basically everything Yanying has been in his student days. Now that this big moment has come, he is willing to give up leadership. This is not a simple mind.

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Yanying nodded and said: "Yes, a group of guys back then have been working hard for today, but among the seed players at that time, I was the only one who appeared on the final list..."

Then, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "For today, we at Mingguang select a group of seed players every year to focus on cultivation. Originally, I was also full of confidence, thinking that I could wash away the previous shame... But some time ago, I met the seniors who graduated

After our competition, and seeing players from other schools in the past few days, I feel that we are still too weak..."

Yan Ying turned his head and stared at Feng Qinglang: "Qinglang, fortunately we have you in our team! Although Team Leader Xia didn't say it explicitly, I know in my heart that the key to our success or failure lies in you. Whether Mingguang can qualify or not has already been pinned on you.

It’s the dream of countless people. Hey, before we set off, my partner from back then said when I saw him off, if we couldn’t get out of the line, he would make me look good when we came back..."

Although the scenery on both sides was retreating rapidly during the gallop, Feng Qinglang could still clearly feel the fiery gaze of the other party, and the long-lost sense of responsibility suddenly came to her face, especially when Yan Ying added at the end: "Qinglang, please do it!"

"It made Feng Qinglang's lips condense. Xia Kuangtu failed to create a strong sense of pressure, but Yan Ying did it unknowingly.

An hour later, they arrived at their first destination, a forest sculpture group.

Standing on a tall tree, looking down, there was no one else. Everyone in Mingguang felt relieved. They deliberately chose a farther coordinate as the first destination point in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts.

The bronze statues have faded. They are sculptures in the shape of tree figures, with strange shapes. Some seem to be facing the wind, meditating, some are dancing and seeming to be ecstatic, some are showing their teeth and claws, and they are ferocious as if they are about to come to life at any time.

He wants to pounce on the people passing by him...

However, everyone in Mingguang had no intention of admiring it. They maintained their formation and went deep into the sculpture group while being vigilant. Only Feng Qinglang, who was walking at the end, looked at these sculptures with interest and asked casually: "Captain Yanying, what is the information?"

What do you say about this sculpture group?"

Yan Ying was stunned, then turned around and responded: "The information only said that this is an ordinary ruins, there is nothing special about it, what's wrong?"

Feng Qinglang said: "There may be a set of mental methods for cultivating the Wood Law hidden in it, but I have to read them all to know if it is... By the way, are there any masters of the Wood Law among us?"

As soon as the words fell, two people immediately raised their hands, and their eyes when they looked back were full of passion.

Good things seemed to come one after another. The people walking in front shouted in surprise: "Diewucao, there really is silver-step Diewucao here."

"It's a pity there's only one!"

"That's right, one butterfly grass is worth fifteen points!"

"..."

"Great!" Yan Ying, who worked hard, hurried to the front. After careful study, he said happily: "It is indeed Butterfly Grass, exactly the same as the illustrated book!"

Everyone is certain that Yan Ying has been preparing for this for four years. He dare not say anything else, but he must be familiar with the materials in the trial space. Ming Guang has always been known to be surrounded by a halo of bad luck, and he is worried about leaving the army.
Chapter completed!