Almighty Summoner

"Just like you, it's okay for me to hit ten, you're only capable of it." The sharpshooter saw the blood-stained killing field with his fists clenched and his teeth clenched, and said with a smile: "What's wrong? Are you not convinced? You have the ability. Fight again."

"Come on, who's afraid of who?!"

The blood-stained killing field was furious. Although he knew that he couldn't beat the seemingly very young sharpshooter in front of him, he couldn't swallow it.

The dog-headed stick was also glaring at the side, and shouted: "If my master comes, one will beat ten of you!"

"Hahaha."

The three on the other side all laughed, and the sharpshooter said, "How about Master, how can I teach you this kind of stuff? Anyone can say big things, and let your master come if you have the ability."

"I...I..." The dog-headed stick squeaked for a long time, then suddenly turned around and saw Zhang Lin walking towards them, and immediately exclaimed with joy, "My master is here!"

Zhang Lin touched his forehead and said slowly, "What are you talking about so happily?"

"Do you think I look happy?"

Seeing Zhang Lin in the blood-stained killing field, he was also relieved. Although he can't beat these people, Zhang Lin is different. Since the last competition in the new district, the **** killing field has a strong confidence in Zhang Lin. He believes that ordinary people are definitely not Zhang Lin's opponents.

These people in front of him were all classified as "ordinary people" by him, and if they were like the swordsman who showed off his strength before, he would not be able to guarantee that Zhang Lin would win.

"You are their boss?"

The sharpshooter squinted Zhang Lin up and down, Summoner? And the equipment is not very good, and I can't see it right now, and said with a smile: "Are you a guy who can beat ten of us? Haha, stop laughing."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not very good at winning. If you have the kind, you can win our boss. I'll call you grandpa." Zhang Lin was by his side in the blood-stained killing field, and his waist was also straight, and he said it confidently.

"Come on, it's only a minute away."

The sharpshooter's tone was full of ridicule, but at this time Zhang Lin ignored him at all. Instead, he looked at a knight among the three and said, "Your family raised?"

It was a very inexplicable sentence, but the knight understood it, and immediately said, "So what?"

Zhang Lin smiled, he saw that this knight was the head of the three, and the equipment was the best sharpshooter. It should be a certain boss who brought his Fuyu players over to play games and exercise, and make money by the way, that's why he asked that question. , but Zhang Lin didn't spit out the last word.

"Then watch carefully, if he kicks an iron plate and loses his self-confidence, he will be useless." Zhang Lin warned.

The knight laughed and said, "Don't tell me you are that iron plate."

"Oh? Now that you see it, I'm not humble." Zhang Lin said, and deliberately put on a fit posture, so that the blood-stained killing field next to him couldn't help shed a drop of cold sweat.

And his confident look made the three of them frown. This person is too stinky, who he thinks he is.

The expressions of these three people also showed that they had never heard of Zhang Lin's name. Zhang Lin was not wearing a shadow cloak at this time. Obviously, they did not pay attention to the new district competition.

"Haha, it's interesting, if that's the case, why don't you just play a game, whoever loses will kneel down and beg for mercy!" said the sharpshooter.

"childish."

"you……"

Zhang Lin glared at him and said, "Let's be practical and make the bet bigger, otherwise it's boring."

As soon as these words came out, the knight's eyes lit up and he asked, "Okay, what's your serial number? Let's challenge you."

The knight just wanted to see Zhang Lin's win rate first. Although Zhang Lin was just a summoner and didn't have any good equipment, he couldn't be careless. If Zhang Lin's winning percentage is high enough, he may have to change his mind.

"688, come and challenge, I'm waiting for you."

Zhang Lin yawned, looking nonchalant, a gesture of complete contempt.

The Cavaliers hurriedly searched on the big screen, but in a moment they saw a 688 win rate, 1 win and 0 loss.

is a newbie!

A stone fell in the knight's heart. He was quite confident in his players, especially the sharpshooter. He only lost two games after playing for nearly a month. However, those two games were leapfrog challenges, which were quite impressive records, and they were now two-star.

"Courageous! I don't think you are rich, so just 50 Amethyst Coins, how about it? Dare to fight?"

The blood-stained killing field and the dog-headed stick next to him trembled when they heard the knight reporting the number, 50 amethyst coins! Is this because they are not rich? Total nonsense.

"Well, it's really embarrassing, although I really want to accept it, but I don't have that much money, why don't you lend me some first and count it later?"

Zhang Lin was very depressed. After finally meeting such a money maker, he couldn't get the money.

Both the challenger and the challenged party below Samsung must pay the money first, while the challenge amount limit is set up for those above Samsung. Anyway, in terms of the power of the Black Race Arena in the Holy Light, you can't run away if you want to.

The knight was greatly disappointed. He was really a poor ghost. He said dissatisfiedly at the moment, "How many do you have?"

"20 Amethyst Coins can still be taken out."

"Then 20."

Afterwards, the sharpshooter and Zhang Lin completed the registration and were waiting to be teleported to the competition venue.

20 Amethyst Coins, which is a huge sum of money for Zhang Lin. He seemed very happy at the moment, and he couldn't help whistling.

And the sharpshooter was equally happy.

"Summoner...haha." His mood was just like his name, and he was happy. Usually, it is rare to meet such a fool, it is simply giving money.

Le Huahua was just happy when suddenly a well-equipped player looked at Zhang Lin uncertainly and said, "Mumu in the new district?"

Zhang Lin turned his head and said with a smile, "Yeah, I didn't think I was so famous that someone actually knew me."

"Haha, it's really you!" The man seemed very happy and said, "The first person in the new district, even God Zhai Yao said that you have a professional standard, which is amazing. Why don't I challenge you, I really want to make peace with you. Try it out."

"Okay, if you don't mind, just eat a steamed bun and have a cup of tea for a while. I'll do a warm-up." Zhang Lindao.

When the knight on the side heard the conversation between the two, all his hairs stood up.

"Professional level? No... no way..."

He's going crazy, what are you kidding? A professional guy doing **** in such a pink suit? It's not a fool.

And the happy blossoms are also shocked. Does this summoner have professional standards? However, he is not as pessimistic as the Cavaliers. After all, someone who can speak in such a high-profile way must have absolute confidence in himself, so what about his professional standards? It's just a summoner, he doesn't believe that one-on-one can't abuse a summoner.

Soon, the two were teleported away, and the game had begun.

The knight wiped the sweat from his forehead, glared at the blood-stained killing field and the dog-headed stick, and said, "You are a scam!"

"Ah?" The dog-headed stick touched his head, completely unable to understand what the knight was saying.

Bloody Killing Field explained with a smile: "He was talking about the strength of the boss."

"Master is the best, no one is his opponent!" The dog-headed stick said immediately and unswervingly.

"Look, we've never lied to anyone." The blood-stained killing field spread out his hands at the knight with a proud look.

He was really relieved to see the knight's look like a dead father. Although it was mainly the one who was laughing at them before, these people were all in the same group, and there was no difference.

The knight gritted his teeth with hatred, and suddenly felt uneasy in his heart. 20 Amethyst Coins, this is not a small number for him, and his whole body is less than a hundred Amethyst Coins. It was just for face.

"Friend, you just said that Mumu has a professional level, is it true?" He asked the player who was talking to Zhang Lin worriedly.

"That's what Zhai Yao said casually, don't take it too seriously." The man laughed.

And just when the Cavaliers breathed a sigh of relief, the man said: "But I have seen that game, I can't tell if it is professional or not, but it is absolutely not wrong, and the average person is definitely not his opponent. "

The knight's heart that had just fallen was lifted again, and he was suddenly dissatisfied. Can he speak without panting so hard?

Although he was in a difficult mood, it was useless to say anything at this time. The game had already started, and now he could only wait for the result.

On the field of competition, Zhang Lin has already played against Le Kaihua.

In his opinion, Le Kaihua's style of play is very dazzling and practical, but he is not very skilled in terms of technology.

Technology covers a wide range. If you look at talent, it is generally strong in one aspect, and it is not very balanced. But Happy Blossoms has good harmony in every aspect, but it's not outstanding, it's just a growing seedling.

Zhang Lin had planned to hit him hard because of his attitude, otherwise he would not be able to explain to his brothers, but at this time he hesitated.

Some people may be stunned by the blow, while others will work hard. Zhang Lin couldn't tell which type of happy blossoms it was. He didn't want such a seedling to be destroyed in his hands.

Years of club career made him attach great importance to every growing player, but his previous approach was too selfish, ignoring the other party's ideas, resulting in not very good popularity. Because of Wang Siqiang's reasons, he has reflected on it before, and he should use different methods to guide different people, instead of blindly adopting a coercive method, which is unscientific.

The blossoming of music made him have the idea of ​​cherishing talent, and his hands slowed down unnaturally, and he planned to observe it carefully before talking about it.

If it was the former Zhang Lin, he would definitely open his mouth to educate people, and would directly point out where the opponent was playing wrong and where he was playing badly. But now he doesn't say a word, because some words will make the other party rebellious, and it is impossible to accept every word he said, so it is better to explain it with actions.

So this game, he intends to fight a guide battle.