Full-time Summoner

Zhaohua couldn't help laughing, this magic tool can still be sold in his own magic tool shop, the exclusive distribution rights of the Deng family's fire-type magic tool in Yaodu Congcheng, Zengcheng, and Huacheng were given to Zhaohua and several people jointly. Sold in magic shop.

But Zhaohua definitely won't use it, because it's too weak, and the latest model can emit flames that are twice as powerful as Liequan Bangtian.

As for Zhang Qiang, this is still an old model, and it can only emit the power of fierce fists to blast the sky, but the magic speed is much faster without building a star map, and the disadvantage is that it can only be used once.

"Stone Dragon Shield."

Zhaohua hasn't used his magic shield for a long time, and the rock dragon shield has been with Zhaohua for a long time, and it is already about to be eliminated, and Zhaohua didn't find a new magic shield to keep it.

It is estimated that Zhaohua did not expect that he would use the Rock Dragon Shield one day.

The Rock Dragon Shield can block even the third-level middle-level thunder magic, which is only as powerful as the middle-level fire magic, so it's no problem.

"Damn it!"

Zhaohua didn't even lift his eyelids, looked at Zhang Qiang with a smile and said, "Is there any more?"

Zhang Qiang was at a loss for words for a while, because he didn't have a second magic-slaying tool. This spiritual-level magic-killing tool was already very expensive, and it had to be recharged once to use it, which consumed a lot of energy.

Zhang Qiang probably guessed by now that Zhaohua is a child of a magic family in a big city who came to travel with two twin lovers. He is probably an intermediate-level or elementary-level three-level wind mage, and he has so many magic tools. It makes people jealous, and the magic equipment is still very strong, even the thunder and fire elements can resist it.

"Unfortunately, it seems that there are no more." Zhao Hua just said such a sentence with a light smile, and slowly approached Zhang Qiang.

Zhang Qiang took a step back in fright, and almost tripped over the debris on the ground.

He wanted to run, but Zhaohua was guarding the door and couldn't rush out, and his second element was water element, not wind element and earth element, so how could he escape.

Zhaohua Fenggui appeared, his body flashed, and he stepped out with one step, turning into a green afterimage and dragging a long afterimage into it. Zhaohua turned around and kicked out. At this moment, he kicked out in an instant With one kick, Zhang Qiang was kicked away without even reacting.

It hit the wall with a bang, and immediately vomited blood, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and even heard the sound of bones breaking.

This kick frightened everyone. This wind mage is so strong, the basic magic is superb, the speed is too fast, and the strength of this kick is too great!

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, if this kick was given to an ordinary person, his life would be dead.

When some people saw the wind track and the method of attack, their eyes flashed, as if they remembered something.

Zhaohua stepped forward, raised his right foot, stepped on Zhang Qiang, bent slightly, put his body weight on Zhang Qiang, and said with a villainous face, "Are you calmed down a little now?"

"you!!"

"What are you, you want my wife to kowtow to you and apologize? Let me tell you, you'd better not dream of such a thing!"

Zhaohua is completely two people now and in the past, from the domineering president who fell in love with me in the past, to the young master of the gangster who fell in love with me. There is no sense of disobedience when switching roles.

But yes, Zhaohua is indeed the eldest son of the gang.

Being pinned down by Zhaohua's foot like this, Zhang Qiang didn't even get angry, and almost passed out.

"Do you know who my brother is! I... Let me tell you, if you dare to do anything to me, my brother will never let you go." Zhang Qiang said through gritted teeth.

Zhao Hua smiled. Thanks, kind of laughed at.

Both Ji Shaohan snickered, comparing background with him? The brain is flooded, or flooded.

Zhaohua calmly looked at Zhang Qiang who had moved out of the background with a stern voice, and said lightly, "Do you know who I am?"

Zhang Qiang yelled loudly: "I don't care who you are, my brother is Luo Tang, the official player of this year's national team, he is a genius disciple of the Luo family in the imperial capital, and I gave up one of his national votes. If you dare to touch a single hair of my hair, he will definitely not get around you!"

When Zhaohua heard this, he was indeed stunned, not because he was frightened, but because he suddenly remembered that four years had passed.

After Zhaohua experienced the First World War in the ancient capital, I went to gather in the imperial capital. I saw Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, Ai Jiangtu, Nan Jue, Jiang Shaoxu, Mu Ningxue, and Zu Jiming for the first time. I don’t know. Unbelievably, it has been four years.

The national government experience lasted for a year, and then it took two months to wait for the competition in Venice from the beginning to the end, and then spent more than a month on the praise of the seal of the gods, and then the dark sacred event of the Parthenon Temple, to From Beiyuan to the present, it is already a reincarnation of a national competition.

For Zhaohua, the national competition is no longer something he cares about at this level, and he naturally doesn't know who is selected for this year's election.

And this year's national team is naturally impossible to create their dream results of that year. The members of Zhaohua's national team this year also went their separate ways and developed in various ways.

Zhaohua also heard that Lao Ai recently withstood an attack from a monarch-level tribe and successfully defended a city.

Zhaohua shook his head and sighed, Time really deserves to be the most powerful thief.

The events of that year seem to be just yesterday, and they are still vivid in my mind.

Seeing Zhaohua shaking his head and sighing, his eyes darkened, Zhang Qiang immediately took courage, showing his bloody teeth and said, "Hmph, are you scared? Let me tell you, my brother Luo Tang is not only a genius disciple of the Luo family in the imperial capital , and he also knew Mu Tingying from the previous national team."

"Mu Tingying knows that the Ice Rose Goddess of the Fantasy National Team has ice magic like a beautiful rose, beautiful and with spikes, which is no less than Mu Ningxue, one of the four emperors of the National Team. "

When Zhaohua heard this, he almost didn't laugh out loud. Good guy, Mu Tingying is called the Goddess of Ice Rose? Still comparable to Mu Ningxue? Do you want to give up? ?

Zhaohua can only lament the power of Mu's family. When it comes to network god-making technology, they say Mu's is second, and no one dares to say that they are number one. This public relations and hype ability is indeed strong.

Zhaohua said lightly, "I've heard a little bit about it."

Zhang Qiang was even more proud, and said with a smile: "Huh, this is not over. My brother Luo Tang's cousin, Luo Song from the Demon City, is a brother and brother to the Thunder Fire Shura Mo Fan of the National Dream Team and the Invincible Defense Zhao Manyan. Iron brothers who have experienced life and death."

With a pop, this time Zhaohua. . . Unable to hold back, he laughed out loud.

Luo Song, Zhao Hua, really knows a little bit. It is true that he, Mo Fan, and Zhao Manyan have experienced life and death. When Mo Fan turned into a demon for the first time, Luo Song followed them to practice in the wild. That is true. It is right to experience life and death.

Just dudes. . . That's the complete opposite. Unexpectedly, Luo Song now said that he is Mo Fan's best buddy, this is really a turn of events.