Chapter 27 Fighting 1 Star Witch (II)

As the earthy yellow dark atmosphere gathered on the black coke stick became stronger and thicker, Lu Hao finally stretched his arm flat and slowly drew a circle in the air with the black coke stick. At this time, a chaotic energy fluctuating summoning door was formed.

It is said that the wizard connects a mysterious canyon on the barbarian continent with the summoning gate condensed by the underworld. Through the summoning gate, he penetrates the underworld into the connected canyon and capture the summoning beasts that he can control with meditation.

Meditation is a wizard's talent. Its strength is innate and there is basically no possibility of change.

The strength of the underworld determines the strength of the qualification of the summoning beast that the wizard can summon, and also indirectly determines the achievements that the wizard can achieve on the road of refining gas.

"Huqi~"

Suddenly, the door of summoning fluctuated violently, and a yellow, potholed and fat ugly thing flew out of the door of summoning like a heavy bomb and hit the ground heavily.

Seeing this thing, some people in the crowd couldn't help laughing, and then many people began to eat and laugh.

Obviously, the qualification of ugly things that people laugh at is not very good, and it is ordinary at best.

Qualification refers to the intelligence of summoning beasts.

According to the spirit of summoning beasts, it is divided into six qualifications from low to high: pet level, ordinary level, elite level, king level, mythical beast level and supreme mythical beast level.

Pet-level summoning beasts have the lowest qualification and are the most interesting. This kind of summoning beasts have no attack power and will not help wizards fight. They are just good-looking and fun. No wizard would choose a pet-level summoning beast. However, many wizards often do not weigh their own strength when summoning their own summoning beasts. They are arrogant and want to summon a highly qualified one. As a result, when the spirit of the underworld is about to run out, they can only call a pet-level one in a hurry, which is a pity for life.

Pet-level and ordinary-level summoning beasts have very low spiritual intelligence. When they are summoned, their intelligence will be completely erased, almost similar to puppets, so the potential of these two qualified summoning beasts to cultivate themselves is very low; while the elite-level summoning beasts have higher and higher qualifications and talents, and their intelligence and soul are becoming more The higher the level, the more the wizard can't completely erase his intelligence when he summons.

The summoning beast has a certain intelligence, which is equivalent to having a certain self. This is a good thing and a bad thing. There are many wizards in the barbarian continent who are anti-water because their psychic intelligence is too high. Many super-strong wizards have been buried in the hands of their own summoning beasts.

This ugly thing summoned by Lu Hao is called the earth spirit, which is his original summoning beast, and his qualification is ordinary.

The method of distinguishing the summoning beast from the skill summoning beast is very simple. The summoning beast generally has the forehead of the wizard's mind, while the skill summoning beast does not.

It's common for wizards to summon ordinary-level summoning beasts, and it's not funny, but the local spirit summoned by Lu Hao is really too ugly. People inevitably laugh when they see such an ugly thing.

Lu Hao was teased by everyone and immediately shouted at the top of his voice, "What are you laughing at? Do you dare to laugh at me? Let me tell you that I will go to your store to collect the accounts later, and don't think about any arrears.

Lu Feng ignored Lu Hao's words and just stared at the local spirit.

Water is also staring at the earth spirit.

With her sense, the ugly and ordinary local spirit's strength is equivalent to a 1-star entry-level warrior. Her brother Feng's professional body has not been formed, and there is a difference between him and the earth spirit. How can he have fought?

Lu Hao smiled and his thoughts moved. Tu Ling waved his arms and roared. It seemed that he was going to launch an attack.

Shui'er said anxiously, "Lu Hao, you are so shameless. Don't you feel ashamed that you are still fighting with Brother Feng when you are a one-star wizard?"

Lu Hao said disapprovingly, "Shui girl, what you said is wrong. Lu Feng is a waste. Do you want everyone to be a waste like him?"

"You..."

The water is so angry that he can't speak, and his little face is purple.

Lu Feng pulled Shuier behind him, took the cross pick in his hand and stood two steps forward, staring at Lu Hao and said, "If you want to fight, hit it. There is no time to talk nonsense."

As soon as Lu Hao heard that Lu Feng was still overrewd, he immediately laughed at the crowd around him and said, "Did you hear that? The waste of the third paragraph of the spirit challenged me, haha, it's really funny. He laughed for a while. Seeing that the crowd did not laugh with him, he stiffened his face and waved his hand to the earth spirit and said, "You ugly thing, go and sit that waste under your dirty buttocks."

Fortunately, the intelligence of the ordinary-qualified summoning beast was completely erased, but it was connected with the wizard and could feel the battle instructions and combat intention issued by the wizard. Otherwise, it is estimated that the local spirit would turn around and directly punch Lu Hao who humiliated him.

Seeing Tu Ling stride away and rushing over, Lu Feng did not move. It was not until Tu Ling rushed to him and punched his right fist that he lifted the cross pick with both hands.

"Bum~"

A powerful impact came through the cross pick. Under the hard block, he suddenly felt blood in his chest, and his feet had retreated five or six steps in a row. Before he could stand firmly, the local spirit rushed forward again, raised his thick thighs, and stepped over with a big foot. He had no time to fight back, so he could only take a horse and lift the cross pick.

"P"

This foot has a lot of strength. Lu Feng, who has been struggling for three years, couldn't stand up, and even his pick was trampled four or five steps away.

At this moment, a trace of pain rose in Lu Feng's heart and said, "Is this the gap in the realm? Can't I even beat an entry-level summoning beast after three years of physical training?

Lu Feng fell to the ground, and more than a dozen villagers who watched also sighed.

Shui'er's heart raised her throat, but she didn't know what to do. She was anxious to hold a pair of small pink fists tightly and asked Lai Liu, "Do you think Brother Feng can beat it?"

Lai Liu took out his ears and clasped the soil in the seams of his right fingernails with his left hand and said slowly, "Why are you doing with such big eyes? Don't you look at it? Didn't you see your good brother being knocked down?"

Shui'er said urgently, "Then why don't you go up and help Brother Feng quickly? You are not 3 stars..."

Lai Liu didn't expect that Shui'er would know his real strength. In shock, he gagged Shui'er's mouth and said in a low voice, "Shut up."

Shui'er's mouth was covered by Lai Liu's dirty hands, and he only smelled a strange smell going straight into his nose. His throat moved and almost didn't spit it out, but he suffered from being blocked, so he had to point to Lai Liu's hand desperately.

Lai Liu understood and felt that he was too exaggerated, so he withdrew his hand with a smile.

As soon as his hand left his mouth, Shuier immediately bent down and vomited repeatedly. After half a day, he pointed to Lai Liu and said, "Dead Lai Liu, you...you..."

Lai Liu walked to Shui'er and wanted to explain, but Shui'er already waved his hand and said, "Stay away from me, don't get close to me."

Lai Liu took two steps back and said, "Believe me, your brother Feng will not lose."

Shuier said, "Why?"

Lai Liu hooked his hand and said, "Come here."

Shuier pinched her nose and walked to Lai Liu.

Lai Liu said, "Thanks to you for being with your brother Feng for so long, why don't you even have this confidence? You, do you want me to defeat your brother Feng's self-confidence that has been cultivated after three years of hard practice? Seeing that the water was still confused, Lai Liu couldn't help saying urgently, "Do you understand? Do you understand what I'm talking about?"

"Hmm." The water finally nodded.