Chapter 149 I Am a Summoner, There Is No Need to Fight You Head-On

Among all the students, the only one who didn't look shocked was Zhou Wenlong, who was standing opposite Lin Mo and had a strong momentum.

He looked at the six figures of different shapes opposite him, and an excited smile appeared on his calm face.

"Six engraved seals, no wonder you can beat Old Xu, he didn't lose unfairly."

Hearing this, Lin Mo was depressed.

If he said that he only had five engraved seals when fighting Xu Chengfei, the other party probably wouldn't believe it.

After all, in their eyes, the battle between him and Xu Chengfei just happened yesterday.

Breaking through one engraved seal a day, if this is true, Lin Mo probably has to be sliced ​​for research.

After sighing, Zhou Wenlong's momentum condensed, and the long sword in his hand turned.

With a muffled "bang!", the ground cracked, and Zhou Wenlong rushed out like a cannonball, and the long sword in his hand drew a string of sparks on the ground.

"Martial arts skills: dragging the sword to cut!"

In a trance, Lin Mo only heard a groan.

The next moment, a gust of evil wind hit his face.

Lin Mo's hair stood on end, and he reacted instinctively. In the state of possession, the long tentacles of the Shoggoth swung and took his body away in an instant.

"Bang!"

The long sword fell, and cracks appeared on the ground.

The place where the blade fell was exactly where Lin Mo was standing just now.

The opponent actually bypassed his other card spirits in an instant and attacked directly.

Lin Mo's heart was filled with fear.

"Heh, well dodged."

Zhou Wenlong's voice fell, and he slashed again.

The martial statue behind him also swung the sword at the same time, with an overwhelming momentum.

"Ouch!"

Lai Fu roared, and his whole body swelled to the same size as the martial statue, opened his bloody mouth, and bit the long sword.

But in terms of strength, perhaps he was too much behind the martial statue.

When the long sword swung, it actually pushed Lai Fu's huge body away.

The sharp claws of the beast grabbed the ground and sank deep into the ring. The ring, which was processed by special metal materials, was scratched with eye-catching marks.

The knife was blocked, Zhou Wenlong's eyebrows were condensed, and the long knife in his hand turned.

The huge force caused Lai Fu's teeth to crack and bursts of black air came out.

Lai Fu let go in pain, and then Zhou Wenlong shook the long knife in his hand, and the huge back of the sword of the martial statue slapped Lai Fu, knocking the huge figure back.

"Lao Jin, put a bag on him."

"Others, follow me to hit the club, Principal He is next to you, everyone is open."

Seeing Lai Fu being beaten, Lin Mo was furious.

Only he can beat his own dog.

In fact, before Lin Mo gave orders, the other card spirits had already used their own methods.

The demon sword girl held the red demon sword and rose to the air. The huge sword light was like a crescent moon hanging upside down.

The murderous aura was condensed, and the sword light was blood red.

The momentum was far better than Lin Mo just now.

Behind him, Medusa, who had already turned into a demon, hummed in a low voice. Countless poisonous snakes with bright patterns and spots, in green, gray, blue and red, crawled towards Zhou Wenlong.

Most of the area on the ring was instantly occupied by the snakes.

The scene in front of him gave goose bumps to all the spectators.

He Zhongming, who was watching with great interest at the referee's seat, had already risen to the air without knowing when.

Looking at the snakes on the ring, he, as a special-class battle card master, couldn't help but feel a tingling sensation on his scalp.

"What's wrong with this kid's card spirits? They are all so weird and powerful."

The snakes were omnipresent and soon passed over the martial arts statue and climbed onto Zhou Wenlong's legs.

The long sword danced like the wind.

The Guandao in Zhou Wenlong's hand was like a windmill at this moment. Every time the blade passed, dozens of long snakes were beheaded.

The snake body was broken into two sections and turned into bursts of black air.

The source power in Lin Mo's body also decreased sharply.

However, no matter how fast Zhou Wenlong's blade was, there would always be a time when he made mistakes. A small black and red snake spit out its tongue.

It had crawled along his back to his shoulder without knowing when.

The snake's mouth opened slightly, and a pair of fangs flashed cold light, piercing into the flesh fiercely.

"Hiss!"

Zhou Wenlong grinned as his neck hurt.

At the same time, the demon sword slashed down fiercely, taking a direct blow.

Zhou Wenlong flew backwards.

The source power surged in his body, and his body was erratic. Zhou Wenlong stabilized his body and barely withdrew from the encirclement of Lin Mo's many card spirits.

He didn't care about much, and raised his hand to crush the venomous snake hanging on his neck into ashes.

Compared with the card master, the venomous snake summoned by Medusa is not lethal, but it will make him weak.

For a moment, Zhou Wenlong's breath was weak, and the martial statue behind him quickly withdrew before it could show its power, and his face turned pale.

The negative effects caused by Huang Quan's strong pressure just now broke out at the same time.

Lin Mo on the opposite side did not move at this time.

Lin Mo would naturally not miss such a thing as kicking the cripple's good leg.

But six cards were put on the field at the same time, which also consumed most of Lin Mo's source power in just a few minutes.

With a wave of his hand, the card spirit disappeared and turned into a card and flew back to the life palace.

Seeing Lin Mo who did not continue to chase, Zhou Wenlong relaxed a little.

The card flipped at his fingertips, and with the injection of source power, a wine gourd instantly appeared in his hand.

However, Zhou Wenlong, who was too weak at this time, did not realize that Lin Mo on the opposite side had turned into a pool of dark mud, constantly wriggling.

After opening the wine gourd, Zhou Wenlong was about to raise his hand when he suddenly felt suffocated, as if his neck was strangled by a rope.

"Young Master, have you forgotten that there is a certain family?" Behind Zhou Wenlong, Jin Buhuan, who was half a person's height, slowly showed up, and a long tongue full of tumors wrapped around Zhou Wenlong's neck.

His eyes flashed, and his face showed a fierce look.

Was the two knives just now going to chop off his benefactor?

Thinking of this, Jin Buhuan showed his murderous intent.

Just at this moment, a hand gently patted Jin Buhuan's shoulder.

In an instant, the fierce aura on it disappeared without a trace.

The long tongue loosened, letting Zhou Wenlong go, reaching out to grab the wine gourd, and presented it to Lin Mo with both hands.

"Benefactor, please use it."

At this time, Jin Buhuan's face was full of flattery.

Lin Mo reached out to take the wine gourd.

From the beginning, he planned to lead Zhou Wenlong to attack by himself and lure the enemy deeper.

Then let all the card spirits join forces to beat him up.

In fact, after coming out of the Shoggoth, he took advantage of Jin Buhuan's concealment and hid in the dark.

After all, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.

But just now, Lao Jin seemed to really want to kill Zhou Wenlong.

Lin Mo's face sank, and he couldn't help but think of Jiang Yu.

If one day, he also lost control of his mind like Jiang Yu.

Then, will all his card spirits become evil spirits that bring disaster to one side.

Shaking his head helplessly, Lin Mo did not drink the gourd handed over by Jin Buhuan, but squatted down and grabbed the pale Zhou Wenlong.

He handed the gourd back.

"Student Zhou Wenlong, you lost." Lin Mo said in a deep voice.

Zhou Wenlong took the wine gourd and took a few gulps. When his complexion recovered, he looked at Lin Mo with complicated eyes and said, "Your real body was not there just now."

He noticed it, but he was eager to win, and with his own arrogance, he felt that even if he was surrounded by the opponent's card spirits, he could still fight head-on.

"I am a summoner, there is no need to fight you head-on." Lin Mo spread his hands, and then looked at He Zhongming who was still floating in the air.

He didn't quite understand why his principal flew so high. Was it to watch the game more clearly?