Chapter 1529 The Summoner Summoned the Summoner

Remember in a second【】

Not long after arriving at the Martial arts arena, the first round of competition had already started. Yang Ling looked around and found that a pergola had been set up not far from a ring. Many people were betting on it, which was similar in nature to a gaming company.

As expected, there is one-third of the blood of the human race, and the Tian clan is still very good at gambling.

Looking at Su Qianmo, who was a little nervous beside him, Yang Ling smiled slightly and said, "Qianmo, do you have any money?"

"Huh? Yes."

Su Qianmo took out a golden card and said, "I deposited all our money in the Imperial Bank. This card is universal and can be withdrawn no matter which bank it is in."

"No, here you are."

Seeing the gold card handed over by the woman, Yang Ling smiled and said, "Don't give it to me, see if there is a gambling stall over there, go over and place a bet, and bet on us to win."

Su Qianmo's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and then he said worriedly: "Our opponent in the first round, Chen Sheng, is a master of Qi, why don't we bet less, how about ten gold coins?"

"Ten gold coins..."

Yang Ling chuckled and said, "It's a rare opportunity to make money, ten gold coins is too little, let's bet one thousand."

"one thousand!"

Su Qianmo's delicate body was startled, but seeing Yang Ling's light smile, she felt confident in her heart, nodded and said, "Okay! Fight!"

The people watching the live broadcast laughed out loud when they saw this, girl, can Ah Ling still lose if she goes out?

Wait for the money to be counted!

As soon as Su Qianmo came back, there was a scream from the No. 3 ring, and the competition was over.

The referee, an old man with a white beard in court attire, shouted: "Next match, Su Qianmo vs. Chen Sheng!"

Yun Xialei was called away by Wu Xingyue and hadn't come back yet. After Yang Ling nodded to Su Qianmo, he walked towards the ring.

"Wait, wait for me!"

Su Qianmo hurriedly followed, and it could be seen that she was very nervous.

After all, there are more than 100,000 spectators at the scene, and the bet is so big, it must be nervous.

arena,

A young man with pockmarks on his face glanced at Yang Ling, then sneered at Su Qianmo and said, "Hey, he's still a summoner."

"It's a pity that the one summoned is a human race. It seems that they are not even warriors, and they look like they will fall if they are weak."

"Get off the stage, don't come up and shame yourself!"

The Tian Clan was notorious for having a bad mouth before the martial arts competition, and this kid really taunted him directly when he came up.

Su Qianmo said nervously: "My entourage is very powerful, you...you will definitely step off the stage crying in a while!"

"yes?"

Chen Sheng flicked the long knife in his hand and said with a big laugh, "Then let's start and see if it's me crying or you guys crying."

After saying that, he shouted loudly, and rushed towards Su Qianmo directly!

This person still has a brain, knowing that as long as the Summoner is dealt with, the follower will have no effect.

It's just that he made a move just now, but Yang Ling was a bit of the imperial spirit bag, and a silver light flew out, and after colliding with the big knife in Chen Sheng's hand, the big knife was smashed into pieces.

"What... what?"

Chen Sheng was stunned, even the referee was stunned.

After the silver light fell, it revealed its original shape, but it was a little girl the size of an adult's fist!

"What the hell?"

Many spectators in the stands who were paying attention to the No. 3 ring all stared wide-eyed. If I read it correctly, this miniature girl seemed to fly out of the bag of that human race!

Spirit beast!

The wise man immediately understood that the human follower Su Qianmo summoned was also a summoner!

The summoner summoned the summoner, this is too nonsensical!

That's right, this little girl the size of a fist is Yang Ling's spiritual pet. The silkworm Yinyin evolved from the silver silkworm, and her strength has reached a terrifying innate late stage!

Because Yinyin's skin is made of silver silkworm scales, except for the master or the power of the holy realm who can see through her cultivation, even people like Qixia Fairy can hardly sense her realm.

At this moment, Su Qianmo's small mouth was big enough to swallow an egg, but Yang Ling said calmly, "Go, throw this man off the stage."

"Alright master!"

Yinyin cheered, turned into a silver light and appeared in front of Chen Sheng again, grabbed the man's collar and threw it casually, and the man was thrown out of the ring on the spot.

"Ding, you shattered Chen Sheng's wish not to be eliminated in the first round, attribute point +1."

The referee looked at Chen Sheng who had fainted, then at Yang Ling who was calm, and said loudly, "Wei Guo Su Qianmo wins this battle!"

"Win, won?"

Su Qianmo finally came to his senses, and immediately hugged Yang Ling and cheered, "Qingfeng, you are really amazing, I like you so much!"

"Ding, you have fulfilled Su Qianmo's wish that you can defeat your opponent, and the wish value is +1."

Yang Ling smiled slightly. Before the competition, he had already planned to pretend to be a summoner, and tried not to do it himself.

A great monk should look like a great monk. At his status, he already disdains to fight with a guy whose cultivation base is too low. Besides, he is a human race after all, and if he shows too much strength, he will be very eye-catching.

He simply pretended to be a summoner. Anyway, there are plenty of spirit beasts and pets, and he still has Qiongqi and Chiyan Jinyi lying on his sleeves!

After defeating the opponent neatly, there were sparse applause from the stands. In fact, not many people paid attention to the situation here, and everyone's eyes were on the central ring.

^0^ Remember in a second【】

In the first round of the central arena, Long Xiaotian, recognized as one of the top ten young masters of the empire other than Shengzi, appeared on the stage. The entourage he summoned easily defeated the opponent, which aroused fierce cheers from the audience.

After stepping off the ring, Yang Ling glanced at the young man standing beside Long Xiaotian on the central ring, and frowned slightly.

This person had a powerful aura. Although he deliberately hid his cultivation, Yang Ling still knew his realm under the induction of the aura Xingxuan.

The third level of innate peak!

"Is he the son of mountains and rivers?"

When Yang Ling was looking at the young man, the young man also looked at him, and there was a faint murderous flow in those gray eyes.

"cut."

Seeing this, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Yang Ling's mouth, and then he walked slowly into the crowd.

In the first round, Su Qianmo bet 1,000 gold coins, and the odds were 1:2. She made 2,000 gold coins at once, but she was overjoyed.

As if offering a treasure, he handed a gold coin card to Yang Ling and said, "No, I'm fair, half of each person hehe."

Yang Ling shook his head with a smile and said, "It's useless for me to ask for gold coins, save them for me."

"Yeah, then I'm welcome!"

Su Qianmo smiled openly, and it was obvious that he was an old money fan.

The opponent in the second round was a female martial artist from the Lu country, and Yang Ling didn't care. He began to scan the crowd to see if there were any acquaintances, but suddenly, the system beeped.

"Ding, domain dominance reminder."

"If the host can assist Su Qianmo to enter the top three in this selection of the Great Son, he will be able to dominate a large field."

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^