Chapter 144

"What's the matter?"

Su Changlao was still announcing the result of the competition when he heard Xia Fukun shouting.

Do you think my decision is inappropriate?

I don't have much face!

Xia Fukun didn't even pay attention to elder su. Do you have any face?

He left directly from his position and stopped in front of the summoners who were a little discouraged and ready to leave.

“？？？”

Those summoners were a little confused when they saw Xia Fukun blocking in front of them.

What's wrong? What's this?

"You insulted my brother Wu just now. I'll ask you for an explanation for brother Wu."

When Xia Fukun said this, he rubbed his two fingers with a sneer on the corner of his mouth. That appearance, that expression looks to want how cheap have how cheap!

"Brother, are you right? You asked us what to say?! Don't you look at the situation? With so many of us, are you our opponent? "

The summoner in front of Xia Fukun was lost at that time.

Although he was eliminated, he was also a fourth-order summoner! What's more, most of those who have been eliminated are at the third and fourth level.

Although their strength is not very good, but add up, the rounding is almost 100 summoners! So many people, do you want to challenge our authority?

"Wu Chen, what does Xia Fukun want to do?"

Su Changlao didn't know what Xia Fukun was going to do, and he didn't dare to stop Xia Fukun. He had to go to Wu Chen's side and asked in a low voice.

Wu Chen looks like a good play.

"Master, you can see it by looking at it!"

Hearing Wu Chen tell himself the truth, Su Chang's teeth itch.

If it wasn't for the public occasion, he would have slapped Wu Chen on the head!

And on the podium.

The senior members of the summoner association are also fascinated.

They have thought that this session of the summoner competition will be wonderful, but they have not thought that it will be so wonderful

It seems that Xia Fukun wants to fight against a hundred with one!

These pheasant organizations like to eat melons!

And it's not eating melons for nothing.

Whether Xia Fukun has successfully defeated nearly a hundred summoners or not, this matter can be hyped by them to increase the popularity of the summoner association!

That's why Wang Laosan and they didn't stop Xia Fukun.

"Xia Fukun is a little interesting! By the way, who gave Xia Fukun a score just now? What level of Summoner is Xia Fukun? "

Hearing Wang Laosan's question, the referee who scored Xia Fukun immediately ran to Wang Laosan and handed him his pamphlet.

Wang Laosan used to have a smile on his face, but when his eyes touched the page about Xia Fukun in the book handed over by the referee, he was immediately dumbfounded

Looking at Wang Laosan's silence, some elders over there joked:

"What's the matter, chairman? Can't Xia Fukun be the seventh level Summoner?"

"Ha ha, how is that possible? I guess it's a sixth order!"

Among the 100 summoners who came to participate in the summoner competition, except those who were eliminated, the fifth level occupied the majority and the sixth level only a small number. Seven steps are even more numerous.

But

Wang Laosan took a deep breath.

"See for yourself..."

He pushed the book in front of several people around him.

The leaders of the summoner Association looked at the book with doubts.

Suddenly

There is a mood is not too high on a butt fell from the seat.

When he got up, he looked unbelievable.

"Ha ha..."

"Wu Sangui, is what you write in this book true? Are you responsible for what you write? Eight summoners? If Xia Fukun is the eighth level summoner, what is our president Wang? "

Wu Sangui is the referee who scored Xia Fukun before.

At this moment, hearing the elder's query, he took a deep breath and then said:"Leaders, I am responsible for what I say."

"Xia Fukun is really the eighth level Summoner... His Summoner is also invisible. I'm a sixth level summoner. I've been attacked by his summoners, so my perception is very clear. And

"I'm also aware that Xia Fukun has let his Summoner release water, otherwise, I'm afraid it's hard for me to stand here and report to you at this moment..."

Hearing Wu Sangui's sincere voice, several elders still didn't believe it.

Eight steps

What kind of Summoner competition do you want to take part in?!

Can't you come directly to our Summoner Association as a vice president or something?

"Cough..."

Seems to feel his position has been shaken, Wang Laosan cough cough.

"Let's see if Xia Fukun is the eighth level summoner. Let's just look down."

"Yes..."

Although several people think Wu Sangui didn't lie, they still don't believe it. After all, how can this eight level Summoner be so easy to achieve? Xia Fukun seems to be in his early twenties, unless he is an old monster who has been practicing for many years. But if that's true, then

Xia Fukun won the championship, you don't need to give him a reward!

It has to be said that if Xia Fukun knew the thoughts of the senior leaders of the summoner Association, he would definitely work hard with these people. I'm kidding. Why do you come to this Summoner contest? Isn't it for the key fragment of the one million spirit stone and the holy mark?

You don't give me a reward, and I play with snake eggs?

It is also when the voices of doubt and ridicule continue to spread.

Xia didn't even choose to do it himself.

He summoned the bat directly

"Pa Pa Pa"

There was a loud puff.

Can those Level 3 and level 4 summoners still be the opponents of level 8 summoners?

Almost everyone was slapped and fainted

"I said Magic bat, do you have to change your attack method?"

"It's just a big mouth, isn't it?"

Xia Fukun frowned and said to the bat.

Magic sound bat doesn't understand. Can I solve the opponent? You still care about me?

After receiving the feedback from magic bat, Xia Fukun was fascinated at that time.

Did you rebel? Even if the demon refining system revolts, you a little bat will revolt too?!

Xia Fukun is preparing to spray the magic bat. He feels that his face is also "slapped" with a burning pain

“？？？”

Looking at the bat gave himself a slap, and then hid in his body refused to come out, Xia Fukun was angry at that time.

"You come out of here!"

"Wu Chen, what is Xia Fukun doing? How can the summoned beast even fight its master? "

Hearing Su Changlao's question, Wu Chen narrowed his eyes slightly.

After two seconds of meditation, he said:

"Maybe it can't stand its own master?"