Monster Hunter: Wild Pointer

Muti tilted his head, "It seems quite interesting!"

To be honest, it would be a bit boring to go back to Barubare alone. It seems more interesting to stay in Dondoruma and participate in the fighting competition.

"One last question." Aolan raised his hand, "We all want to participate in the fighting competition, but this kind of competition is not something you can just attend if you want to.

There must be a lot of hunters signing up, how can we get a spot?"

"That's easy." Fu Fu smiled confidently, "Compared to ordinary fighting quests, fighting tournaments are more commercial in nature. In order to sell tickets, they need to attract attention.

You two are not yet adults, and your peers are still receiving training in the training camp, but you have already come to participate in the fighting competition. Isn’t this a hot topic?

I didn't have time to ask before, but I know Muti is three stars, but what about you, Olang? Two stars?"

"I just got promoted to three stars."

"." Fu Fu's face twitched.

Damn it, I can't let them know that my hunter level is only two stars even if I tear my mouth to pieces!

Chapter 140 This is not smoky makeup!

On the prosperous streets of East Dorma, a girl with a huge violin case on her back was walking alone.

Her shoulders drooped, her arms hung at her sides, her sandals slouched, and she looked exhausted, as if she would lie down at any moment.

The girl was actually very pretty, with delicate features, a narrow but straight nose, and jet-black hair that made her skin look a little pale.

But the most impressive thing is her thick and long eyelashes.

Not only her upper eyelashes, but also her lower eyelashes were the same, but this did not enhance her appearance at all, but instead created a strange counter-effect.

Generally speaking, long eyelashes are a plus, as they can make the eyes look bigger and brighter, and make them look more adorable when blinking.

But the girl's eyelashes were too thick, and at first glance they looked like overdrawn eyeliner, and the shadow cast by her lower lashes looked more like dark circles.

Coupled with his untidy demeanor, messy hair, and pale skin, he looks particularly depressed. (Something like this)

"Goodbye, Miss Lambert~!"

"Let's practice together next time!"

Two girls of the same age, also carrying musical instruments, ran past her hand in hand, and did not forget to turn around and greet her enthusiastically.

The youthful and energetic look was so dazzling that she subconsciously raised her hands to cover her eyes.

"Goodbye." Out of basic courtesy, the girl named Lanbell whispered back.

But the two girls seemed not to have heard anything at all. They ran away laughing and chasing each other.

"Haaaa - boring." The girl let out a heavy breath.

It wasn't because of the two girls' superficial enthusiasm, interpersonal relationships, or personal connections. She didn't care about those at all.

She just felt that the music of those two people was too boring!

Following the music score, he played every note perfectly as if completing a task, but the sound was light and soft, without passion and soul.

But isn't she the same?

She held the cello, which was known as the "most profound instrument", but she was still unable to play the kind of passionate music that she really longed for.

She wants something more explosive!

Regardless of breaking the sound, he pulled the strings with all his strength, screamed at the top of his lungs, and then swung the cello violently and smashed it to pieces!

But in the end it's just thought.

Her parents are both musicians and have a good income, but they are just an ordinary family. How could they allow her to smash an expensive cello?

She told her parents about her thoughts, but they only rolled their eyes and glared at her, repeatedly warning her not to mess around with the musical instrument.

"Ah..." Lanbel sighed again.

Do I really want to become a so-called musician in the future like my parents and the two guys who just ran over?

To please those pretentious people, playing those cumbersome, complicated, and completely devoid of freedom symphonies?

When she thought of this, she felt as if her energy had flowed away with her breath, and her shoulders drooped even lower.

Like a mindless zombie, she walked aimlessly until someone bumped into her, causing her to stumble. When she looked up, she realized that she was surrounded by a crowd of people.

Where is this?

The girl was a little confused, and at this moment, the staff next to her glared at her with dissatisfaction.

"Get in line at the back!"

"Ah?" I was dragged to the back of the line in a daze. Before I could ask, the staff member left in a hurry.

After looking around, I realized that I was near the arena.

"Fighting Tournament?"

Looking at the words on the poster, Lanbel muttered something.

Ah, it's the kind where hunters and monsters are locked up and fight each other, right? It seems quite exciting.

Lambert felt his purse.

My family just gave me some pocket money, which should be enough to buy a ticket. I have no interest in practicing the piano in the afternoon anyway, so I might as well go in and take a look.

In the preparation room of the arena, Muti was conducting a pre-battle inspection.

Just as Fu Fu expected, yesterday she and Aolan ran to the gathering place and spoke to the old man who was in charge of the guild. The latter readily agreed to let them join the fighting competition.

Not to mention the topic of "genius boy and girl", the guild leader would find it difficult to refuse the idea of ​​the two little guys wanting to exercise themselves.

Last year, when Muti told him that he was leaving Dondoruma to gain experience, he felt regretful for a long time.

A seventeen-year-old three-star hunter? What a concept! Even with the relaxed promotion standards now, he was a rare talent that only appeared once every ten or twenty years.

Just ran away.

But now! Not only did she come back, she also brought back another one!

Hi! Arranging two spots for the fighting tournament is no big deal. As long as they're willing to stay in East Doruma, it's no problem to let them live in the fighting arena!

After learning that Muti was interested in participating in the fighting competition as soon as possible, the guild leader directly arranged a session for her the next day.

Out of the caution typical of an elder, he didn't dare to give her a big strange bird or something right away as Muti had expected.

Muti's opponent in the first match was the lowest-level monster in the fighting tournament - the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King.

This can not only ensure safety, but also judge Muti's strength to a certain extent, so as to arrange the next opponent according to the situation.

Muti naturally had no objection. She had never fought in an arena before, and the opponent in the first match was weaker, which would help her get familiar with the venue.

According to the rules of the fighting tournament, hunters participating in the tournament are prohibited from bringing hunting partners and are prohibited from using any personal protective gear, weapons, protective stones, and props.

All hunting equipment and items are provided by the guild to ensure fairness in the conference.

The armor is the most common mail armor set, made of iron ore and the warm fur of snow deer. It is slightly better than the hunter suit used by apprentice hunters.

There was no need to compare the defensive performance, and the weight was less than half of the Earth Sand Dragon suit she usually used. It felt light when she wore it, and her running and jumping speed increased a bit.

The weapon is also a very common mineral-based weapon, the iron musket. This type of musket is very similar to the defense force's improved musket in appearance and structure. It is very easy to use and does not require any readjustment.

The props are also relatively basic ones, emergency medicine G, portable food, whetstone, throwing knives, etc. There is not even a dye ball. After all, the arena is so small and the opponent can't run away anywhere.

After repeatedly checking her equipment and props, Muti ate two more pieces of food she brought with her to fill her stomach. At this time, a staff member came in to ask her, and after confirming that she was ready, she made a gesture to the outside.

Soon, a low horn sounded, along with the host's passionate opening words and the audience's cheers.

Muti didn't pay attention to the noise. She only knew that the sound of the horn was the signal that the battle was about to begin.

Picking up his large shield and musket, Muti walked out of the preparation room and entered the arena.

This is a circular area covering several thousand square meters. The ground is covered with compacted loess and is very flat.

There were some steps, ramps and other terrain at the edge of the field for hunters in need to use, but those had nothing to do with her.

Muti looked calmly at the huge fence gate across the field.

Through the steel gate, you can vaguely see the restless figure of the monster inside.

Muti pulled down her armor, and the words that Sister Fufu reminded her before entering the arena echoed in her mind.

"Speed ​​is key! The faster you resolve the battle, the better the reward! And if you can break the record, even better!"

Amidst the vague and noisy shouting, the sound of ringing bells could be faintly heard.

At the same time, the fence gate on the opposite side of the field was lifted up, and the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King, who had become extremely ferocious after being imprisoned for a long time, roared and rushed out, rushing towards the only target in the arena.

Muti did not adopt a defensive posture and respond calmly like other heavy defenders.

Instead, he took two steps simultaneously and charged towards the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the distance between the two was reduced to less than ten meters. For the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King, this distance was a bit awkward.

Its strongest and most powerful killer move is to use the powerful strength of its hind legs to jump high, and then use its sickle-like claws to kick the enemy.

Once hit by such an attack, even a hunter wearing heavy armor will be seriously injured in an instant.

But the opponent had already rushed in front of it, and it was too late to use such a powerful kick. The Blue Speed ​​Dragon King simply opened its bloody mouth, as if to bite off the hunter's head, and pounced forward.

There were exclamations from the audience.

Just as the monster was about to attack, Muti suddenly raised the steel shield in his right hand and charged forward with all his strength.

"boom!"

The deafening sound of the collision resounded throughout the venue.

In a corner of the audience, Lanbel stared blankly at everything in the arena and felt his heart beating wildly as the sound of the collision rang out.

Chapter 141 The Aggressiveness in the Bones

In this head-on collision, the one who had the upper hand was not the larger Blue Speed ​​Dragon King, but the hunter who raised his weapon at the last moment.

The Blue Speed ​​Dragon King felt as if he had hit a huge rock, and his whole body couldn't stop leaning back.

After completing the precise defense, Muti took a big step forward without retreating a single step, roaring and swinging the steel gun that had just been opened with his left arm.

The blade was not very sharp, but heavy enough to smash across the side of the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King's neck, cutting a bone-piercing wound and causing blood to spurt out.

The Blue Speed ​​Dragon King, who had already been leaning back due to the previous collision and had an unstable center of gravity, staggered a few steps to the side under this heavy blow. Before he could stand firm, Muti's follow-up attack had already arrived.

Another powerful blow smashed down, knocking the staggering Blue Speed ​​Dragon King to the ground.

Without giving it a chance to stand up again, Muti raised his foot and stepped on the neck of the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King. The blade of the gun pierced through the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King's throat from top to bottom, nailing the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King's struggling and twisting head to the ground.

Then she pulled the trigger.

“Rumble, rumble—!”

Amid the roar of the dragon-strike cannon, the flames that erupted at close range blew the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King's head into pieces, and blood and broken bones splattered all over the hunter's armor and the surrounding ground.

After a spasm, the headless corpse became motionless.

The arena was completely silent, and even the commentator in charge was stunned.

"Ow—!"

In the audience, Lambert jumped up from his seat, raised his arms and screamed.

This is it!

Blood! Fangs! Death! The clang of steel! The roar of gunpowder! The roar of monsters!

This is what she's looking for! This is the violent melody she's been searching for but never found!

The girl's roar ignited the audience like a spark.

Monsters of the level of the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King usually exist as a "warm-up show" for fighting competitions. Truly powerful hunters would not bother to choose such opponents, and the guild would not arrange for them to fight against the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King.

As for ordinary two-star or even three-star hunters, even if they can easily hunt the Blue Speed ​​Dragon King, they cannot achieve such a clean and violent result.

Muti's "performance" brought them a kind of refreshment they had never experienced before.

Faced with the boiling audience, Muti, who had never faced such a situation before, was a little flustered. She even forgot the symbolic stripping step in the process.

He put away his weapon, turned around, and trotted out of the arena.

Amidst the roar of the mountains and the sea, there was a faint sound of "Forty-one seconds! New record!"