Chapter 170 Light Blue Stickman

"You're really right," I said with a shy face, "Forget about summoners, I don't know a lot of things, but after seeing you, I became interested in the profession of summoners. It attracted a lot of interest.”

"Give up," Yang Jie said.

"What?"

"I say you should give up," Yang Gao repeated: "No matter how you look at it, you don't look like someone who can use magic well. People like you cannot become a summoner."

My smile remained unchanged, but I was just a little shy: "Oh, you can see this. Let alone becoming a summoner, I don't even know a skill that consumes magic."

"and you."

"I'm just simply interested, just like a blacksmith sometimes studies playing cards."

Hearing this, Yang Jiu's eyes changed. He no longer looked at an idiot, but looked at a lunatic.

"I'm sick," Yang Gao muttered.

"Hey, you're wrong. No matter what you say, you can't make personal attacks. I just want to ask you what kind of profession a summoner is."

Yang Jie:.

I:

He and I stared at each other and didn't speak for a long time.

The atmosphere instantly fell into awkwardness.

uh-huh

A female voice sounded softly and reached everyone's ears: "Let me talk to you."

"Xiaoyu."

The girl shook her head at her teammates, and they all shut up.

The short-haired girl who spoke earlier glanced at the girl and said to Yang Gao: "Yang Gao."

Yang Gao moved his mouth, but in the end he didn't refuse, he just snorted.

Looking at the expressions of the short-haired girl and Yang Jiu, I could see some clues. Maybe they were not just teammates, but maybe they were lovers.

And this girl named Xiaoyu might be Yang Jiu's younger sister. After all, his current expression is the kind of arrogance that is unique to his elder brother when he notices that his younger sister is looking out.

"Oh, oh, oh, that's too much trouble for you." I smiled and stretched out my hand, "My name is An Xiaoyi, please give me some advice."

"Don't touch sister Xiaoyu!" The short-haired girl spoke again, and I saw that Xiaoyu's figure froze slightly.

I wanted to shake hands with her in a friendly way, but I didn't want to meet such an inhumane girl, so I had to retract my hand with a wry smile.

"My name is Duan Muyu." Her voice was small, but unexpectedly pleasant.

They were not far apart, but the light was unclear, so I could only see a rough outline. He had a small round face and big eyes that flashed very flexibly, but always had a gentle light. He should be a person with a very gentle heart. , unlike some people - I glanced at the short-haired girl who was staring at me.

"What are you looking at!" The short-haired girl was very unfriendly to me.

However, I pretended not to notice, curling up my lips and laughing, which made her gnash her teeth in anger.

"Well." Duanmuyu said softly, "What questions do you have to ask?"

"Ah, look at me, I almost forgot to ask." I scratched my head, looking embarrassed: "What kind of profession do you think a summoner is?"

"Well" Duanmuyu thought for a moment and said, "It's very powerful, it's a very powerful profession."

Her answer was completely different from what I expected. I thought there might be something wrong with the way I asked the question, so I asked another question: "How does the Summoner fight?"

"Summoner, of course, summons his men to fight."

"Okay," I decided to change the topic: "What kind of subordinates can you summon now?"

"I can now summon the men of the wind element."

"Oh, this sounds very impressive. Can you please perform it?" I looked forward to it.

"Hey, the Summoner's men are for fighting, not for you to juggle!" the short-haired girl shouted again.

Ignoring.

Duanmuyu smiled at the short-haired girl and said, "Sister Xiaoyu, it's okay, don't worry."

"But."

"It's fine."

Duanmuyu turned around and said to me, "Then I'm going to start the demonstration."

I nodded, expectantly.

Duanmuyu looked solemn, raised his left hand flat, opened his small hands, and muttered something. After a few seconds, a breeze sprang up in the open space, swirled, and gathered in front of me. Then, with a cry, a person I had never seen before came out. Something from the past appears.

Round head, slender body, almost identical limbs, no hands and feet, and no facial features.

This is

My eyelids twitched, and my whole body was in a very bad state: stick man!

I leaned down and looked at the 'domineering' palm-sized stick figure in front of me, speechless for a long time.

"This." My eyebrows twitched a few times: "Is this your summon?"

"Yes" Duanmuyu said with a matter-of-fact expression.

The short-haired girl behind me had already covered her face and couldn't bear to look at her. Even the teammates around her lowered their heads and said nothing. The one closest to me, apart from Duan Muyu, who looked indifferent, seemed to be Yang Gao.

However, I noticed the word 'shame' on his face.

This girl's wind elemental minions have such bad fighting skills that she can make her teammates feel a deep sense of shame.

"Okay," I said hoarsely, "may I know how your subordinates fight?"

"Of course." Duanmuyu exerted a slight force on his palm, and a light blue light emerged from the palm of his hand, like a pulled spider thread, and poured into the body of the light blue palm-sized stick figure.

The light blue stickman's whole body was shaken, as if he was instantly filled with energy, and he started dancing on the spot.

It punches and kicks, and has a great voice. It always feels very majestic and seems to be very powerful.

Oh oh oh oh!

I made a series of noises, clapped my hands, and was amazed.

Duanmuyu raised his head and smiled at me, a very cute smile.

I gave a thumbs up: "Yeah, great, it always feels so awesome!"

Then, I asked: "Can I try to be its opponent?"

Duanmuyu nodded.

Others are in a state of silence and seem to have defaulted to this option.

So I frowned seriously, concentrated my strength on my left leg, suddenly raised my foot, and stepped hard towards the light blue stickman.

"don't want."

It was the short-haired girl and several other companions who exclaimed.

Ah? Could it be that what just happened was not the default, but buffering?

However - it's too late.

My foot stepped heavily on the body of the light blue stickman.

There was only a soft whirring sound, and everything fell silent.

Everyone on the opposite side stared at my feet in shock.

I looked at my feet with them with a confused look on my face.

The cowhide boots have completely covered the light blue stick figure, and no trace can be seen.

And there wasn’t even the slightest feeling of resting my feet or struggling.

Did it disappear into thin air? Or was it moved somewhere else?