Almighty Summoner

Zhang Lin entered the game, and as soon as he appeared in the square, he was greeted by many people and started to talk about it.

"Look, it's that Summoner."

"Hey, is he worthy of being compared with God Yun? He doesn't have the qualifications yet."

"It's almost the same as a big god. How old is this Mumu? The news is about Heiyun God."

"Trash one. I heard that he also fought Qinxiang Taotao, and it was quite difficult. This is very telling. If you encounter Yiyun, see how he will die."

Listening to these people's discussions, Zhang Lin's face was very indifferent. He knew that there would be such consequences when he saw the news yesterday, which is why he said he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

The vast majority of fans are blind, and their idols are top-level in their hearts, not to mention that they are recognized as god-level figures?

And who is Mumu? It's just a nobody. Putting it together with their idol's name would be considered an insult. Of course, it would cause dissatisfaction. The grades are different. It's like comparing a first-line singer with a singing lover, anyone will probably sneer, even if they haven't heard the lover's singing at all.

Zhang Lin pretended not to hear these voices, hummed a little tune and walked to the venue leisurely, but he was stopped by someone when he was at the door.

I saw Mao Duoduo came to him, glanced at him and said, "Aren't you a professional player in some game?"

"Why do you ask this?"

"I really want to know."

Zhang Lin was silent for a while, then nodded, "Yes."

"No wonder." Mao Duoduo's shoulders sank slightly, looking relieved. "You can't fall in front of the trophy, you have to win."

Zhang Lin raised his eyebrows, hehe smiled and said: "Listening to your tone, it seems that if I win you, there is no reason to lose to Yiyun? What logic is this?"

"You misunderstood, that's not what I meant." Mao Duoduo sighed and said: "I don't know who wins or loses between you and Yiyun. In fact, I really hope Yiyun can win the championship. But if you lose, I will It will be very unhappy again.”

Zhang Lin blinked his eyes, looked at him and said, "It's very tangled thoughts, you are really strange. Anyway, since I participated in the competition, I never thought about losing, and I will know the result. "

"Well, I hope you have good grades." After Mao Duoduo finished speaking, he turned around and left. But after taking a few steps, he turned around and said, "I still said that. When I get familiar with this profession, I will challenge you again."

"welcome."

Looking at Mao Duoduo's back, Zhang Lin always felt that there was a sense of hatred in this man, but this hatred didn't seem to be aimed at him, but something else.

"Strange guy."

Zhang Lin shook his head, no longer thought about it, and walked into the venue.

Today's venue is very different from the past, not because the venue has changed, but because there are people doing various performances on the arena. There are dancing, singing, and even cheerleading performances like the professional teams.

This seems to have some meaning, and Zhang Lin is also very cordial.

Although there are 20 teams, the championship must be produced today, so it is also valued. In addition to these performers, a live commentary stand was also set up, and it seemed that they wanted to focus on commenting on Evian's game.

When I came to the VIP seat, the dog-headed stick and Xiao Ke came and everyone else had already arrived, and I also saw Camouflage Xuanmeng standing up from the seat, waving there with a large flag in his hand, and wrote a few big words: " Boss Mumu will rule the rivers and lakes for generations to come."

"I'll go!" Zhang Lin hurriedly ran over, pointed at the banner and shouted, "Are you crazy? Do you want to be the target of public criticism?"

"Boss, you are finally here!"

Bloodstained Killing Field stood up from his seat, raised his fist and shouted: "Damn, I can't listen to those **** talking bad about you, boss. Even if you can't beat Yiyun, so what, Laozi The loser is not the loser!"

"You also think I can't beat Yiyun?"

"Uh... that's not what I meant." Although the **** killing field said so, it seemed that his expression was the same as most people, thinking that Zhang Lin was not an opponent.

Among the group of people sitting, only the dog-headed stick gave Zhang Lin unreserved support: "Master, you are the best!"

When Xiao Ke came, he walked to Zhang Lin's side, hugged him by the shoulder, and said with a smile, "It's okay, it's not ashamed to lose to a great god, if the schedule is good, maybe you can get a second place. ."

Zhang Lin glared at him and said, "Since the topic is hot, then I must be used as a stepping stone to Yiyun. As long as the official is not too stupid, I will only meet him in the finals."

"That's right, then try to get the second place, and there is a reward for a pink outfit."

Zhang Lin rolled his eyes and was too lazy to speak.

At this time, the banner that seemed to be a camouflage dream aroused the resistance of the audience, and they all shouted loudly: "Down with this clown Mumu!"

"Trash, I will only use my cloud **** to hype, shameless!"

These voices rose from wave to wave, and more and more audiences were mobilized, and finally formed a neat slogan: "Trash, clown..."

Zhang Lin shook his head and sighed, this was really asking for it. But that was the case, he didn't care anymore, he stood beside Camouflage Dazzling Dream, and raised his arms to greet the audience.

So the audience scolded even more fiercely.

However, the blood-stained killing field was so angry that he couldn't watch it anymore, and roared: "We can't weaken our momentum, let's scream!"

After the blood-stained killing field gave an order, the young ladies stood up one after another, jumping and shouting, "Boss Mumu, rule the rivers and lakes!"

Their delicate voices were naturally drowned out, but their aura of daring to confront the pressure made some people feel pity. Originally, these were all beauties. Seeing the beauties all blushing there, they were embarrassed, and their voices really quieted down.

At this time, the audience close to the gate of the venue began to get excited again, because Yiyun was here!

I saw Yiyun smiling, greeting the audience triumphantly, and then walking to his VIP seat with a more dashing pace amid the cheers of the crowd.

The smug look is generally disgusting, but it depends on who it is. This kind of expression is placed on Yiyun at this time, it is not complacent, but the dignity of the king, it is domineering.

In the eyes of fans, even if Yiyun stumbles and stumbles under his feet, they will think that he has fallen so handsome, let alone a look?

Yiyun diverted the audience's attention, finally not so many people scold Zhang Lin, he can also sit down and have a snack, drink some drinks or something, and wait for the game to start.

However, after a long time, I saw that the lights around them suddenly began to emit rays of various colors, mapping the entire venue into colorful and dazzling colors. At the same time, a burst of passionate music sounded, which immediately aroused the emotions of the audience.

The game begins.

The host also began to loudly announce: "The 20 best knockout round of the second New District King Contest, now, officially begins!"

Swish.

As the voice ended, a light curtain was pulled down on the field, and the order of the battle had already appeared on it.

Sure enough, as Zhang Lin expected, if he and Yiyun were not eliminated before, they would definitely meet in the final. Before that, there are still three games to play.

This made the audience a little disappointed. What they most expected to see was the scene where Yiyun killed Zhang Lin in seconds, but they could only wait.

"let's go."

Zhang Lin stood up and walked into the arena with the dog-headed stick and Maureen in another VIP seat.

In today's game, there is no doubt that Zhang Lin and Yiyun are the protagonists, but these two people chose the last one to play by coincidence. The commentator thought about it for a while, but still focused on the Yiyun team.

The opponent on Zhang Lin's side is not weak, and even the dog-headed stick can't win the first person. However, Zhang Lin didn't care either. A 20-to-10 match would not be counted as head points, while a 10-to-4 match would be counted in terms of head count, and the team that won more difficultly would be eliminated directly.

This kind of competition system is actually not fair, but how can there be absolute fairness in the competition? Besides, the reason why this event is held this time is mainly because of Yiyun. As long as Yiyun is not eliminated, everyone else is a foil.

Ma Liner then went on the field with a dog-headed stick. She was still in good spirits, and directly knocked out 60% of the opponent's second person's HP, but she was unable to continue, so she could only let Zhang Lin go up to solve it.

On the other hand, Yiyun is stronger. His two teammates are at the same level as Maureen, and even more than that. Although Yiyun has appeared, it is only a close call, and there is not much chance for performance. .

So the commentary turned to Zhang Lin's side, but Zhang Lin played fairly well, and there was no bright spot. It took a lot of blood to win the battle.

Seeing Zhang Lin playing so hard, the audience booed everywhere. Compared with Yiyun, this guy is nothing but a **** in the pit.

Next is the 10-to-4 game. Because this round has to be counted, Zhang Lin and Yiyun chose to be the first to play. This made the commentators and the audience feel good. There is no game without focus. mean.

The opponent in front of Zhang Lin was also the object of suspicion before Yiyun admitted his identity, a mad war. At this moment, he smiled contemptuously at Zhang Lin and said, "Your luck ends here, I am more qualified to be Yiyun's opponent than you."

"idiot."

Zhang Lin sighed, the baby didn't even call, just rushed up and started to fight, completely reckless.

"Haha, I think you are an idiot!"

The mad battle couldn't help but be overjoyed. The summoner dared to run in front of him.

But for a while...

"What a strong attack! What a strong defense!" Kuang Zhan's eyes widened, obviously he was fighting recklessly, how could he be defeated?

At this time, Zhang Lin's blood volume had dropped by more than half, but he looked very domineering. He leaned the dragon stick to the ground and shouted, "Next!"