In the attention of the audience, Wen Zilong took out 10 corpses of lightning-fire wolves.

This shocked everyone present.

The scoring slept for a while before asking Wen Zilong: "Is there any more?"

Although Wen Zilong had stopped moving, the scorer was not sure.

He had been beaten hard enough just now, so he couldn't make a mistake again.

Wen Zilong didn't say anything, just shook his head.

The scorer nodded quickly and said, "I'll count it now."

Then, one by one, counting all the lightning spear wolves twice.

Finally, he announced loudly: "Lord Wen Zilong, 1 million points!"

"Hiss—"

"Hiss—"

"Hiss—"

The audience all burst into air conditioning sounds.

Even though I had known that Wen Zilong had ten sixth-level barbarian dragons, he could get 1 million points.

But when they heard the scorer's announcement in person, they couldn't help but gasp.

"1 million points! It's so scary!"

"It's not just terrifying, it's simply perverted!"

"If he was lucky to say that the corpse of the lightning-spike wolf before was, then the corpse of the 10 lightning-spike wolf is definitely not something that can be obtained by luck just."

"Yes, in addition to luck, we also need strong strength to support us. If we don't have strong strength, no matter how lucky we are, we will slip away from our hands."

"If nothing unexpected happens, this Lord Wen is likely to be the champion of this autumn hunting competition."

"I am a fan of the First Lord Haotian, but looking at this, the First Lord Haotian may not have as many points as this Lord Wen."

The contestants who had known before that Wen Zilong was very strong could not help but widen their eyes and mouths wide.

Only by participating in this autumn hunting competition can you know how difficult it is.

They have seen the strength of the sixth-level ferocious beast, Lightning, and the wolves.

A lightning-fire wolve can absolutely suppress a fourth-level barbarian dragon.

Yu Xiaoyu said before that Lord Wen is at the fourth level.

With the fourth-level body, challenge the Lightning Thorn Wolf to the second-level, and he can actually obtain so many corpses.

It can be seen how strong it is.

The members of the organizing committee came back from the shock and were all amazed.

"1 million points are the highest score in history in the past thousand years that the Qiuyan Competition was held."

"Well, the highest score in history before was a barbarian dragon named Butcher. He won a high score of 880,000."

"I didn't expect that Wen Zilong could directly increase the record by 120,000 points this time. It's really a terrifying young man, and a terrifying young man!"

Of course, these members of the organizing committee are not like the melon-eating crowd, and will only be shocked by Wen Zilong's 1 million points.

They also have their own thoughts.

"I have noticed Wen Zilong these two days. I found that his personality is relatively lazy. One by one, there are two possibilities: one is to show off the score. However, with his personality, he seems to be too lazy to show off the score."

“Where is two?”

A person next to him asked.

"Secondly, because there are too many things in the bag, it is a bit difficult to find the corpse of the Lightning Thorn Wolf."

Another person next to him asked in surprise: "In other words, there are many ferocious beast corpses in his bag?"

“That’s right.”

"In other words, the corpses of ferocious beasts in his bag may have combined for far more than 1 million points?"

"But why didn't he take out all the bodies?"

"Everyone said, he was very lazy. He took out all of them and asked him to spend his energy to put them in. So he just took out the corpses of the ten lightning-spiking wolf to make sure he could win the championship."

"I see!"

After such discussion, these bigwigs have higher evaluations of Wen Zilong's strength.

It was at this moment that Si Hong came on stage at the right time and explained to everyone:

"Everyone, I believe everyone is a little confused. Logically speaking, Wen Zilong's strength is only one level, how can he get so many points? But what I want to tell you is that Wen Zilong is not an ordinary barbarian dragon. He is a barbarian dragon that breaks the rules. He is not just a first level, but a fourth level!"

When everyone in the audience heard this, they suddenly realized.

"Fourth level!"

"I see!"

"The fourth-level flying barbarian dragon has a bright future!"

"Yes, as far as I know, in history, the flying barbarian dragons who can reach the fourth level are at least the lord of a city. They are similar to the lord of the city lord."

"Yes, there was a fourth-level flying barbarian dragon who eventually even reached the ninth level. He established his own kingdom and became the lord of a country."

Although Wen Zilong is too lazy to listen to others' nonsense, he still feels very helpful when he hears these words.

He put away the bodies of the lightning-fire wolf, yawned, and slowly stepped down.

When I stepped down, there were voices of greeting myself on both sides.

It was like a muddle of ridicule around before he went on stage.

Wen Zilong was too lazy to nodding to these guys, and went straight back to his position just now, and continued to lie on the ground to sleep.

On the stage, the statistics continue.

However, due to the appearance of Wen Zilong, the following scores are boring.

Even though there was a high score of more than 100,000 yuan, there were only sparse applause.

If people still have some expectations in their hearts, they are looking forward to the appearance of the First Haotian.

If someone has a chance of competing with Wen Zilong’s high score of 1 million, then there is only No. 1 Haotian.

"Why didn't Master Haotian see the first one?"

"Yes, I have been looking for the first Lord Haotian since the opening, but I have never seen it."

"The first Young Master Haotian is the leader of the three prides of the Broken Stars, and his level has reached the fifth level. He should have more points than Gadal and Yulinling.

At the same time, of course, people from the first family came.

The patriarch of the First Family, Li Ming, was also sitting in the guest seat on the side of the stands.

Next to him were the patriarchs of other major families, clan elders and the like.

When he first entered the market, Ziming still had a smile on his face.

Everyone around him also flattered him.

After all, Haotian is the biggest favorite to win the championship.

It can even be said that others are simply not comparable to First Haotian.

However, as the statistics progressed, Ziming's expression became increasingly ugly.

Because until now, the first Haotian has not appeared.

He also sent someone to the organizing committee to inquire, but the news he got was: This morning, on the eve of the war, the First Young Master was still there. No one knew where the First Young Master was.

Perhaps, it is very likely that the first young master was killed by a ferocious beast during the war.

When the news was heard, Yiming was furious: "Impossible!"
Chapter completed!