Chapter 149 I am a summoner, there is no need to be tough with you
Among the students in the audience, the only one who did not show a look of shock was the one standing opposite Lin Mo, with an aura as strong as a rainbow. Zhou Wenlong.
He looked at the six figures of different shapes opposite, with an excited smile on his calm face.
"Six Seals, no wonder you can defeat Lao Xu, he didn't lose unfairly."
Hearing this, Lin Mo felt depressed.
If he said that he was only five seals when he fought with Xu Chengfei, the other party would probably not believe it.
After all, in their eyes, their fight with Xu Chengfei happened just yesterday.
Breaking through one mark a day. If this were the case, Lin Mo would probably have to be sliced into pieces for research.
After sighing, Zhou Wenlong condensed his momentum and turned the long knife in his hand.
With a muffled sound of "Bang!", the ground cracked, and Zhou Wenlong rushed out like a cannonball, with the long knife in his hand drawing a string of sparks on the ground.
"Martial Arts Skill: Drag the Knife to Cut!"
In a daze, Lin Mo only heard a deep groan.
The next moment, a gust of evil wind hit the door directly.
The hair on his hair stood on end. Lin Mo reacted instinctively. In the possessed state, the long touch of the Shoggoths swung and took his figure away at once.
“Boom!”
The long knife fell, and cracks appeared on the ground.
The place where the blade fell was exactly where Lin Mo was standing just now.
The opponent actually bypassed his other card spirits in an instant and attacked directly.
Lin Mo felt scared for a while.
“Oh, well hidden.”
After Zhou Wenlong finished speaking, he slashed with his sword again.
The martial arts statues behind him also waved their swords at the same time again, with overwhelming momentum.
"Ouch!"
Laifu let out a low roar, and his entire body expanded to the size of a martial statue. He opened his bloody mouth and bit the long knife in one bite.
But in terms of strength, it may be too weak.
While waving the long knife, Jiang Fu, who was huge but tall, was forced to push away.
The sharp claws of the beast grabbed the ground and sank deep into the ring. The ring, which was processed with special metal materials, was scratched with eye-catching marks.
When the sword was blocked, Zhou Wenlong frowned and turned the long sword in his hand.
The huge force caused Laifu's teeth to crack, and bursts of black energy came out.
Under the pain, Laifu let go, and then Zhou Wenlong shook the long knife in his hand, and the huge back of the sword of the martial statue hit Laifu, and the huge figure was knocked backwards. .
"Lao Jin, put a bag on him."
"Others were beating me up. Principal He was beside me, and everyone opened their hands and feet."
Seeing Laifu being beaten, Lin Mo was furious Medium fever.
Only you can beat your own dog.
In fact, before Lin Mo gave the order, the other Kalings had already used their own methods.
The Demon Sword Girl holds the red demon sword and rises into the air. The huge sword shines like a crescent moon hanging upside down.
As the murderous aura condenses, the sword glows blood red.
The momentum is far better than that of Lin Mo just now.
Behind me, Medusa, who had long been demonized, was muttering in her mouth. Countless venomous snakes with green, gray, blue and red patterns and spots were densely crawling towards Zhou Wenlong.
Most of the arena was instantly occupied by snakes.
The scene in front of them gave everyone watching the battle goosebumps all over their bodies.
Beside the referee's seat, He Zhongming, who was watching with great interest, had already risen into the air without knowing it.
Looking at the group of snakes on the stage, as a special battle card master, he couldn't help but feel his scalp numb.
"What's going on with this kid's Kalings? They are all so evil."
The snakes were all-pervasive and quickly crossed over the martial arts statue and climbed onto Zhou Wenlong's legs.
The long knife dances like the wind.
The Guandao in Zhou Wenlong's hand was like a windmill at the moment. Every time the blade passed by, dozens of long snakes would be beheaded.
The snake's body was cut into two sections and turned into bursts of black energy.
The source power in Lin Mo's body also dropped sharply. However, no matter how fast Zhou Wenlong's blade dances, there will always be mistakes. A small black and red snake spits out a message.
At some point it had crawled up his back and onto his shoulders.
The snake's mouth was slightly open, and a pair of fangs flashed coldly, piercing the flesh fiercely.
“Hiss!”
My neck hurt, and Zhou Wenlong grinned.
At the same moment, the demon sword slashed down fiercely, with a hard blow from the front.
Zhou Wenlong flew backwards.
With power surging through his body and his figure erratic, Zhou Wenlong stabilized his figure and barely managed to withdraw from the encirclement of Lin Mo's many Kalings.
He didn't care much. He raised his hand and crushed the poisonous snake hanging around his neck into ashes.
The poisonous snake summoned by Medusa is not fatal to the card master, but it will make it weak.
For a moment, Zhou Wenlong's aura was sluggish, and the warrior statue behind him quickly restrained himself before he could exert his power, and his face turned pale for a while.
The negative impact caused by Huang Quan who had just been suppressed suddenly burst out at this moment.
On the opposite side, Lin Mo made no movement at this time.
Kicking the lame man's good leg, Lin Mo would naturally not miss this kind of thing.
But with six cards playing at the same time, Lin Mo's energy was consumed by most of it in just a few minutes.
With a move of his hand, Kaling's figure disappeared, turning into a card and flying back to the Palace of Life.
Looking at Lin Mo who did not continue to pursue, Zhou Wenlong relaxed slightly.
Flip the card on your fingertips, and with the injection of source power, a wine gourd instantly appears in your hand.
However, Zhou Wenlong, who was too weak at this time, did not notice that Lin Mo opposite him had turned into a puddle of dark mud, constantly squirming
Opening the wine gourd, just now When he was about to raise his hand, Zhou Wenlong instantly felt suffocated, and his neck seemed to be strangled by a rope.
"Xiao Langjun, you forgot that there is a certain family." Behind Zhou Wenlong, Jin Buhuan, who was half a man tall, slowly appeared, and a long tongue full of tumors wrapped around Zhou Wenlong's neck.
A pair of horizontal eyes flashed, with a fierce look on his face.
Were those two swords just meant to kill his benefactor?
Thinking like this, Jin Buhuan showed his murderous intent.
Just then, a hand patted Jin Buhuai's shoulder.
In an instant, the ferocious aura on its body disappeared without a trace.
The long tongue loosened up and Zhou Wenlong was released. He reached out to grab the wine gourd and presented it to Lin Mo with both hands.
"My benefactor, please use it."
At this time, the money is not exchanged, and his face is full of flattery.
Lin Mo reached out and took the wine gourd.
From the beginning, he planned to lure Zhou Wenlong to attack himself and lure the enemy deeper.
Then let all the card spirits work together to beat him.
In fact, after coming out of the Shoggoths, he took advantage of Jin Buhuan's concealment and kept hiding in the dark.
After all, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.
But just now, Lao Jin seemed to really want to kill Zhou Wenlong.
Lin Mo's face darkened and he couldn't help but think of Jiang Yu.
What if one day he loses control like Jiang Yu.
Will these Kalings become the evil that causes trouble?
He shook his head helplessly. Lin Mo did not drink the gourd handed to him by Jin Buhuan, but squatted down and pulled up the pale Zhou Wenlong.
Hands the gourd back.
"Classmate Zhou Wenlong, you lost." Lin Mo said quietly.
Zhou Wenlong took the wine gourd and drank a few sips. After his face recovered, he looked at Lin Mo with complicated eyes and said: "Your true body was not over there just now."
He noticed it and was just eager to win. , coupled with his own arrogance, he felt that even if he was surrounded by the opponent's Kaling, he could still fight his way out.
"I am a summoner, there is no need to be tough with you." Lin Mo spread his hands, and then looked at He Zhongming, who was still floating in the air.
He didn't quite understand why his principal was flying so high. Could it be to watch the game more clearly?
(End of this chapter)