Alien Summoning System

Chapter 9 The challenge begins

"Oh, Zhuo Ao, besides spear skills, don't you plan to practice other things? For example, battle qi. If necessary, I can find you the best instructor to help you learn the highest level of battle qi. It can not only enhance your endurance Strength, and it can also improve your strength and speed, so that you have greater confidence in winning!" In the fighter training camp, in Zhuo Ao's exclusive villa, Old Jack tried his best to persuade him again.

"Hehe, don't worry, I have my sense of proportion." Zhuo Ao threw away his long spear casually, the long spear made of fine steel seemed to have eyes, it drew a graceful arc in the air, and accurately inserted it into the weapon rack.

This is an infantry spear that Old Jack invited the most famous dwarf blacksmith in the city to specially build according to Zhuo Ao's request. Now it may not be appropriate to describe this spear as an infantry spear.

The spear is two feet long. The barrel is made of soft iron mixed with mithril, which is full of elasticity. The head is made of refined steel, which is different from the tapered head of infantry spears or knight spears. The head is flat and diamond-shaped. , in the middle of the gun head, there is a scarlet blood groove, don't worry about the spear piercing into the enemy's body and being stuck by the musculoskeletal, there is also a circle of bright red tassels at the point of the gun head, like the light of blood, which can prevent the blood from slipping onto the barrel of the gun.

On the barrel of the gun, there is a dragon carving. The lifelike dragon not only helps to prevent slipping, but also adds a bit of might and domineering to the whole gun. In the words of old Jack, this may be the most expensive gun in the history of the mainland. An expensive infantry spear may no longer be regarded as an infantry spear. Its existence is already equivalent to a perfect work of art.

Zhuo Ao sneered at Old Jack's words, the gun is the king of all soldiers, its appearance was originally for killing people, no matter how exquisite the gun is, it is also used for killing people.

"But how do you make me feel at ease? An ordinary person who has never even cultivated fighting spirit wants to challenge ten peak second-tier fighters. Oh, God of Light, is this world crazy!?" Old Jack said in pain Covering his chest, he said bitterly: "I suddenly felt a little regretful. I foolishly put all my wealth on a lunatic!"

Regarding Old Jack's words, Zhuo Ao was noncommittal. He still has 300 summoning points in his summoning space. Naturally, he can also learn some other basic skills. With the existence of a virtual training ground, he can still improve his strength in a short time, but he has not. Doing this, because in this way, his pressure will be greatly reduced, and it will almost become a delusion to use this battle to break through the current realm of spear skills.

Therefore, in Zhuo Ao's skill column, besides the sixth-level spear technique, there is only one basic breathing technique that has reached the top level.

Breathing Technique is not an internal skill, and there is no so-called bottleneck. Similarly, it does not have such a magical power as the legendary internal energy. Its greatest role is to coordinate, so that every movement of the body, whether it is fighting or daily walking, sleeping, every movement They all reach the point of flowing clouds and flowing water without breathing disorder. Although they cannot directly improve combat effectiveness, they can assist in combat very well, allowing themselves to have a longer battery life than others. At the same time, it is also for themselves to learn advanced internal strength in the future Heart method lays the foundation.

Zhuo Ao is not the kind of gunner who has nothing but a gun, but in order to gain more strength, he doesn't mind making a guest appearance as this kind of gunner.

Old Jack is right in saying a word, Zhuo Ao is indeed a lunatic at certain times, a lunatic who is obsessed with strength to the point of madness, in order to break through the realm of spearmanship, he would rather give up the power at his fingertips to face the battle of life and death. It is not enough to describe Zhuo Ao now.

Time passed like water in the old Jack's complicated mood that contained anxiety and expectation. Zhuo Ao did not deliberately squeeze his own potential, just like what he said to Old Jack. This kind of theory is not accepted in this world, but there is no need for Zhuo Ao to explain too much, so, under the painful eyes of old Jack, Zhuo Ao still goes his own way, except two days a day. Apart from the one-hour spear practice, most of the rest of the time is spent in enjoyment.

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"Ladies and gentlemen, today is definitely a memorable day!" On the viewing platform of the Colosseum, the same white commentator started today's opening remarks with his infectious voice.

"Our mysterious black-haired kid, Zhuo Ao, the undefeated God of War and Beast King of the Colosseum, made another crazy decision today—he will challenge ten official peak fighters at the same time today! Oh, the God of Light is on top , This is definitely the craziest feat of our Raisen Colosseum in the past century. This is almost twice as difficult as the second-tier warriors in all combat guilds to advance to the third-tier test. No matter what the result is today, our mysterious The black-haired boy Zhuo Ao, he will become a milestone in our Raisen Colosseum, let us cheer for him heartily!"

"Zhuo Ao~"

"Zhuo Ao~"

"Zhuo Ao~"

The chaotic cheers gradually gathered into a wave, and the entire Colosseum was filled with Zhuo Ao's name.

"I'm beginning to like this feeling a little bit!" Sitting on the preparation bench, enjoying the gentle massage from the beautiful maid, the muscles of his body were most thoroughly relaxed, and listening to the cheers from the audience over and over again, Zhuo Ao closed his eyes in some enjoyment. Eyes closed, from the initial disgust to the current obsession, as the strength continues to rise, the mentality is also constantly changing. At this moment, Zhuo Ao can somewhat understand why those star players in the previous life are so obsessed with the stadium.

"The premise is that you must win, you bastard, if you lose, your name will be forgotten by these people soon! I am so crazy that I will go crazy with you!" Old Jack sat beside Zhuo Ao, This preparation seat was originally a place that senior fighters were entitled to enjoy, but now because of the huge benefits Zhuo Ao brought to the Colosseum, Zhuo Ao was specially allowed to have this seat as an official fighter.

"The enemy he will face today may be unfamiliar to everyone, but I believe that this battle will never disappoint everyone, because his opponent is from the army. We welcome our friends from the Bantu Empire as prisoners , you should be proud of this great day, because you can take up arms again and fight for your future!"

Following the commentator's voice, the iron fence on the other side of the Colosseum slowly opened, and a group of figures appeared in everyone's sight. A strong man with shackles on his hands and feet appeared at the other end of the Colosseum with neat steps.

Everyone has a series of hideous wounds on their bodies, and they look forward with firm eyes. Although there are only ten people, they give people the feeling that thousands of troops are coming. Even if they are captured, everyone is firm. He straightened his waist and held his unyielding head high.

This is a group of warriors who survived a hundred battles. Even if they were captured, their arduous and cruel efforts to live did not dissipate their evil spirit. With their appearance, the cheers that filled the Colosseum gradually stopped .

"Viscount Tris, is this really okay? I mean, if they win, do you really want to give them back their freedom?" At the VIP seat, a middle-aged fat man dressed as a businessman exuded an unspeakable expression. The noble young man asked cautiously.

"Mr. Richard, are you doubting the integrity of a nobleman?" The young man called Viscount Tris didn't answer. He looked at the middle-aged businessman, but in his indifferent tone, he gave the middle-aged businessman a great shock. pressure.

"Of course not, it's just that once the people in the military department blame it, our Leysin Colosseum will..." Richard wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, bent over and said in a low voice.

"Don't worry, it's just a few failed prisoners of war. Besides, they may not win. I'm very optimistic about our young Beastmaster. I've bet heavily on him." Viscount Tris shook his head faintly, Said indifferently.

"Oh, my God, what is Zhuo Ao doing?" Just as the two were talking, the surprised voice of the narrator attracted their attention, and their eyes were involuntarily attracted by the situation in the Colosseum.

In the Colosseum, Zhuo Ao raised his spear and stabbed straight, but did not attack the enemy's body. In a flash of cold light, the shackles of two Bantu Empire soldiers were cut off by the sharp spear.

"What I need is a life-and-death battle, an opponent, not some so-called puppets." Facing the ten surprised Bantu Empire soldiers, Zhuo Ao easily withdrew his spear, stood with his hands behind his back, and said loudly.

"Are you insulting us!?" The leading soldier looked at Zhuo Ao with a gloomy expression, and said coldly.

"You can understand it this way." Zhuo Ao shrugged his shoulders indifferently, with a strange gleam in his eyes: "A group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered is really hard to interest me."

"Bastard! You will pay a heavy price for your words!" As soldiers of the Bantu Empire, they have their own pride. Even if they become captives, their honor and dignity will never be insulted or humiliated. It can only be washed thoroughly with the blood of one side.

"Okay, I didn't expect a lowly slave to have such arrogance, let people open the shackles of those captives, this battle is getting more and more interesting!" In the VIP seat, looking at Zhuo Ao in the magic image, Triss's eyes There was a flash of unspeakable excitement, and even a flickering silver light around his body, which made Richard beside him shudder. Unexpectedly, this weak-looking Viscount Triss turned out to be a seventh-rank The silver sword master didn't dare to be negligent at the moment, and quickly ordered someone to go to remove the shackles on the captured soldiers.

"You will regret it, young man." After releasing the restraints on his body, he stretched his aching wrist, and the leader of the Bantu Empire warrior looked at Zhuo Ao coldly, and said coldly, "Don't think that I will be grateful to you!"

"I never thought about it that way!" Zhuo Ao sneered, drew his spear, and made a movement that the opponent could not understand. Silent confidence.

"Glory!" Even though he couldn't understand the opponent's movement, it was not difficult to understand the meaning of this movement from Zhuo Ao's provocative eyes. The leader of the Bantu Empire soldier looked serious, pointed the giant sword in his hand towards the sky, and shouted sharply .

"My life!" The nine fighters behind them raised their swords at the same time, and a strong fighting spirit followed. With this voice, the battle officially began!
(End of this chapter)