Long Live Summons!

On the side of the ice peak.

Yangping waved his right hand confidently, turning from the red flame ring on his middle finger into a gold-grade fighter instead of the silver fighter he previously owned.

Did this guy also get a gift from the evil god and make a deal with the evil god? Yueyang was slightly stunned in his heart, but at first glance, he suddenly laughed and felt that he was a little busy dealing with the evil gods. In fact, that's not what happened. Although Yang Ping is now driving this golden fighter, it is also golden, but it can be seen that its true strength, in fact, is somewhat different from the kind of golden fighter that the evil god trades for.

This is the Golden Fighter made by the Puppet Fighter Maker of the Valley of Man.

Kind of like Silver Maple City's 'Sword Dancer’, it's probably all the golden fighters in Yangping City, the power behind Yangping, who want to make a good score on this assessment before throwing a duplicate.

Although there is no subdivision of the Valley, if the Golden War Puppets are divided into three classes: upper, middle and lower.

So Yangping now owns this Golden War Puppet,

Undoubtedly, it belongs to the lower and middle levels of combat.

If Yang Ping really deals with the evil god, he will never get such a bad golden puppet. The evil god will never make such a bad golden puppet!

“Golden War Puppet? When did Yangping start owning the Golden Fighter?” The students watching the game outside the shield were amazed.

“This is the ‘thornback’. Of the four Aaron gold fighters in Yanyang City, the thornback can rank at least third. In the special terrain of Ice Peak, the battle power can even rank second. In addition to Yangquan's ‘fire', it is his turn. No, Yangquan's eruption has already damaged greatly. It cannot be repaired in the short term. Now the thorny back should be the strongest Golden War Puppet in Yanyang City!” Someone recognized Yang Ping's current ride at a glance.

“Little Titan is in danger...” individual students sighed worryingly, all betting on Yueyang.

“If you can invent a holy grade goose pencil, maybe Silver Maple City will give the Golden Fighter to Little Titan for use. Zhonghua can't be that short-sighted!” Some students are still more egregious, after all, it will never be easy to defeat all students to win creativity and create championships.

“Silver Maple City is not up to Zhonghua alone. Besides, who stipulates that inventing a holy grade fountain pen must be a combat master? Little Titan is a literary and artistic dynamite? Little Titan didn't do a great job in the assessment before!” There are also learners who place bets on Yangping and immediately lift their lips to rebut them.

Waiting for Yueyang to become a silver wolf from the storage bracelet, supporting his students in the dark.

Learners who bet on Yangping cheered for it.

Silver versus gold.

You don't have to look, you know you're going to lose.

The only question is how long it will last, but this is no longer important, because if you lose, no matter how long it lasts, the learners who bet on him will be left without blood.

“Hahahahahahahahahaha...” Yangping started off a little sluggish.

Yueyang, a powerful opponent, brought his shadow to the top of the mountain.

These days I was barely able to breathe, and it took me a little while to regain a little confidence from my family that I had won a gold fighter that would not have been possible. But at the same time, the pressure doubled. Because if gold fighters were used and could not be won, it is estimated that the heads of families and elders would be immediately placed on the "black list" that they would never hire.

Problems were detected at this session, with many students dying from fatalities, and most of the students who survived lost their lives.

In order to earn a good title, the family has reproduced itself.

Even golden fighters like Thorn Dragon bite their teeth and take them out.

If this cannot be won, it is estimated that it will truly become a sinner in the family.

After two days of insomnia due to two complex moods of excitement and anxiety, now at first glance, I finally relieve myself completely, because Little Titan, the dead enemy's fighter, is just a silver puppet warrior!

Golden War Puppet versus Silver Wolf?

Needless to say.

It must be a crushing victory!

Now is not a question of victory, but how to slaughter this arrogant little Titan...

“Go, go, go!” What Yangping is thinking now is how to most gorgeously slaughter this hateful enemy. Perhaps it would be a good idea to tear down a piece of silver wolf and turn it into a pile of garbage so that little Titan, who cries like a tear, kneels in front of himself and begs for forgiveness! What will you do to clear your mind of hatred? Step on his face and let him lick his toes with his tongue? Or do you want him to kneel in his own urine mud and let him kowtow his head and paint it with it?

Boom!

Just when Yangping thinks his thorny back will break the other wolf's head.

Suddenly an illusion appears to have arisen that after the impact, the further away from the enemy, the higher the body is?

The higher you fly, shouldn't you be the silver puppet wolf across the street? Did your gold-grade spine-back Aaron let a silver wolf of different shapes and weights fly?

It is not yet for the Yangping to understand what is going on, there is a shadow shield in the sky.

A shadow is fast approaching.

The light is leaking.

Yangping looked up and found the enemy wolf's claws shining in the sun.

There is an indescribable heavy force, through the armor of the Thornback War Puppet, deeply shook in the body of Yangping, giving him a sense of vomiting that was heavily struck after emptying into a rapid fall. That body's unbearable loading force gave way to him in the cab, his eyes getting dark, and he couldn't stand the gravity of the gut flickering out of his mouth.

Boom!

Hard ice broke the spineback puppet into pieces.

The Golden Fighter, who loses control of Yangping's spirit, has no way of correcting his falling posture and cushioning, but falls backwards on the ice.

The weaponizable thorn behind his back, deeply stuck in the ice, gave his mind a sober yang after a severe shock, temporarily unable to control the battle figure to turn himself over.

“Spray!” When Yangping saw the sky and there was another shadow attack, he immediately started the trick of the Dogback Fighter.

Between the blinks, the golden fighter, still lying motionless on the ice, sprayed ten flaming thorns in a row with his arms, angry arrows.

Each spike is as long as a spear.

And power.

Unstoppable.

enough to penetrate the golden cave stone.

The wolf shadow in the sky, thought to be absolutely inevitable, whispered and vanished in an instant.

Before Yang Ping searches for the enemy, the head of the Golden Fighter comes with a terrible, powerful impact. Yangping found that the scenery of his eyes was like a flower, the heavens and the earth rotated, the whole body had to fall on its own to follow him, it seemed to take a long time before heavy shooting fell on an ice wall and stopped.

Waiting for the Yang Ping to manipulate the Golden War Puppet, struggle to disengage from the deep ice wall and slide down.

He found with horror that there was no silver wolf across the street from him.

There is only one humanoid silver fighter.

If there's any similarity between it and the silver wolf, then it's the silver wolf's shoulder, which is exactly the two wolf claws of the silver wolf.

“Impossible, impossible, must be a hallucination...” Yang Ping roared wildly, he was absolutely reluctant to believe himself in managing the Golden Fighter, he would let a silver wolf of the other party beat a falling water body without perfect skin. Besides, I've never heard of a silver wolf who can stand up and become a silver fighter like a human being. This is a fighter, not a war animal. How can it be deformed?

So, everything just now is a hallucination!

Yueyang punched another arrears: “Nothing is impossible, Yangping, not that you can play the power of the Golden War Puppet in the cab, people need to have self-knowledge, without such a big head, don't wear such a big hat, otherwise, it will only happen to be awkward and become a laughingstock. ”

Yang Ping was mad and almost threw up blood on the spot. He rushed to Yueyang with his life: “Kill, kill you, I can't lose, mine is a Golden Fighter! ”

Yueyang manipulated Silver Wolf's deformed Silver Fighter to softly dodge the attack.

Easily behind your back.

One foot, kick the thorny back of the Yang Ping manipulation out.

Thornback fighter ‘snapped’.

Again, the wolf fell on the ice, because of the skill of kicking and the slippage of the ice layer, the spine-back battle even slipped out of the hundred meters before stopping. At this time, Yang Ping has tried to cry without tears... to make the enemy fight so wretched, even if this battle finally triumphed, he lost the face of his family.

When you go back, you will definitely not have any good fruit to eat this time.

But before that.

We have to kill this little fucking Titan first!

The flames of hatred appeared in Yangping's eyes, manipulating the spine-backed warriors to jump up and crazily pounce on the silver warriors under Yueyang's command.

“One, two, three... thirty, thirty-one, thirty-two... ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred... oh, my God, one hundred and seven, one hundred and eight! Really reached 108, what I saw, I can't believe it, Little Titan also used a completely different but equally gorgeous 1008 series! I thought there was only one fighting genius like the Blue Devil in the world, who didn't expect Little Titan to be the same fighting genius! I was so moved to tears, so beautiful, so handsome, using silver fighters to beat gold fighters, the opponent had no power to fight back, but he was so much more than a swimming blade, this is no battle, this is just dancing, the dancing beauty is not so bright!” An enthusiastic supporter of the Blue Devil watched Yueyang's battle inadvertently, and he immediately wept and muttered to himself.

“Pervert, besides the Blue Devil, is there really another pervert in the world who can make 108?” Other students were too scared to believe their eyes.

“Boom boom...”

Yueyang had already lost his mind and fainted in the driver's cab after letting Yueyang hit 108 straight Yangping.

His golden champion ‘Thornback’ also collapsed after Yueyang stopped hitting him.

Shallow up a bit of ice crumbs.

Brilliantly transformed from mid-air into an animal-shaped silver wolf, it was backlined with images of Golden War Puppet servants falling to the ground, making it look incredibly bright.

As it stood on the ice with its master, looking up to the sky and wanting to roar for a few moments, there was an impulse to worship in all hearts. Though it is known to be an ice-cold metal body, it is a dead thing that neither breathes nor whistles. But at this moment, we all forget that it's a puppet warcraft without life, and it feels like it's a living life.

Feel like it's a living wolf!

An invincible Wolf King who overcame his mighty enemies and declared his land to the world!

Even Yueyang himself, through this battle, had a whole new sense of understanding, and the gains were not small.

“This kid is such an asshole. If he finishes, he's done. Do you have to pretend to be a master to accept everyone's cheers?” Lord Pearl did not know that Yueyang was now in the process of understanding, and thought he was playing handsome. Of course, Prince Pearl seemed very disdainful of this behavior, but his lips accidentally revealed a slight smile, slightly divulging the pride and joy in his heart.

“I, I regret so much..." Late twilight classmates are now pounding their chests.

He found that he had never regretted it so much in his life.

Why didn't you just put all your property together?

If so, then I will send it myself, but now the opportunity will never come back. When this kid comes out with the Silver Wolf to break the 108th series of Golden Fights, the odds of betting in the future... will there be any hope?

The more Late Twilight wants to be sad.

I couldn't cry.

* * * * * * * * * (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)