harleyscars Chapter 299 Contest Champion (9)
Chapter 299 Contest Champion (9)
Chapter 299 Contest Champion ([-])
Although those battle pets were tamed by the summoner, they were monsters after all. It was better to have a docile temperament, and some burst fierce ones.
Sometimes as long as one eye meets, there will be riots, and even the docile pets will suddenly run away, so ordinary civilians mostly have to stay away from summoners.
"Sign up, sign up for the Wangqian No. [-] Summoner Competition here!"
There was a shout, and Spiegel saw several sheds built in front of the square, and there was a long queue in front of each shed. It seemed that there were quite a few summoners participating.
Spiegel also walked over, but he didn't plan to line up. When would the long line of tens of meters be waiting.
"Sign up."
Spiegel went directly to the shed, took out his summoner badge and put it on the table and said.
"Who are you kid!"
The people queuing next to them were not happy. They had worked so hard in queuing, so why would someone jump in line.
"That's right, go to the back and line up, or the uncle will let you know how powerful you are."
Suddenly there was a lot of abuse in the line, all of them were warning Spiegel, but none of them left their positions to teach Spiegel a lesson, fearing that if they left, their seats would be lost and they would have to start queuing again.
"This summoner, please obey the order and line up at the back, otherwise you will not be registered."
The receptionist lady sitting behind the desk showed disdain when she saw a silver badge that Spiegel took out, stood up and pointed to the direction behind the team and said to Spiegel.
Spiegel didn't speak, just turned his head and glanced at everyone's face over there, then took out a poke ball and threw it on the ground.
Zhu Xiaorong's size of more than ten meters suddenly appeared on the square, occupying a large space in an instant.
As soon as it came out, the surroundings suddenly fell into silence, everyone looked at Zhu Xiaorong stupidly, and dared not move.
After a few seconds, some people began to sneak away from the back of the team. With this kind of giant dragon participating in the competition, wouldn't they die if they kept it.
At first, he was secretive, but after seeing that the people next to him had all run away, the rest of them didn't hesitate anymore, and hurriedly fled together.
One minute passed, and the entire square was empty in front of the sign-up booths, all gone.
The queue around Spiegel was gone, leaving him alone.
"Can it be done?"
asked Spiegel.
The receptionist's legs were trembling, and she couldn't help but sat down. Picking up the silver badge felt so heavy and hot.
What kind of monster is this? It looks like a dragon. There is this kind of battle pet who is either a third-level gold or a steel-level summoner. Why is he still holding a silver-level badge.
The little sister was thinking wildly in her mind, but she didn't stop her hand movements. She quickly went through the formalities for Spiegel, several times faster than usual, and it was completely done in less than 3 minutes.
"Here it is, please keep it well, respected Master Summoner."
After the receptionist finished, she picked up the competition paper, put the badge on it, bowed ninety degrees respectfully, and handed it out with both hands.
Spiegel took it casually, turned around and walked towards Zhu Xiaorong without saying anything.
Realizing that the things in her hands were taken away, the receptionist lady raised her head and stood up straight, seeing the giant dragon leaning down and sticking its head to the ground.
Spiegel jumped onto the dragon's head with a strong foot.
Zhu Xiaorong carried Spiegel to the arena in this way. The huge square was divided into four parts, each of which was a battle field, and the summoners who had registered went directly to the designated battle area to compete.
A summoner can qualify for the final as long as he can win five games in a row. Although it is not so fair, this is an audition.
When it comes to the final round, it will not be this kind of competition. There will be lottery, elimination and so on.
When Spiegel came to his designated area, all the summoners were stunned to see Zhu Xiaorong approaching such a huge dragon. Even the summoners who were fighting in the arena stopped fighting.
The arena was surrounded by summoners and their battle pets, and when they saw Zhu Xiaorong approaching, they all stepped aside.
"Uh Summoner, please take back your battle pet first, Your Excellency Summoner, hey! It's not your turn yet!"
The referee next to him who was in charge of maintaining order in the field couldn't help shouting, because Zhu Xiaorong directly stepped over the sidebar and entered the ring.
This is what Spiegel meant. He saw that there were many people in front of him, so he didn't have time to spend time with these people. He might as well play with Trish Remsoina when he has this time.
Zhu Xiaorong's huge body directly entered the ring, while the two summoners who were originally fighting could only be separated and squeezed into a corner.
"Let's fight together, don't waste my king's time."
Spiegel stood on top of Zhu Xiaorong's head, crossed his chest and looked down.
"This, I'm afraid it's against the rules..."
The referee hesitated.
"If you don't dare to go up together, then what are you doing here, don't you hurry up and wait to die!"
Spiegel ignored him and taunted the other summoners in the first area.
Some summoners really gave up the game directly, handed the entry card to the referee, and then told him that they had abstained.
Not everyone has the courage to fight against a giant dragon like Zhu Xiaorong. Most of their battle pets are hard-won. Whether it is training ability or cultivating feelings, it takes a lot of time, energy and countless money and financial resources.
It can be said that all the skills of a summoner are in the battle pet. If the most important battle pet dies, the level and strength of the summoner will drop a lot in an instant, or even fall back to the bottom.
So these summoners are very knowledgeable, and would rather give up the game in shame, but also keep their jobs.
Most of these are relatively older summoners. They can see that Zhu Xiaorong is powerful, and they also know that they are too old to afford to lose.
If the battle pet is defeated, they cannot start all over again and cultivate a new and more powerful battle pet like they did when they were young.
However, there are still a small number of summoners who did not choose all the options, but decided to go hard.
There were not many people in this group, there were eleven of them, and Spiegel knew at a glance that ten of them were pretentious young men who were not afraid of tigers, eager to become famous overnight.
Although he knew that Zhu Xiaorong must be very powerful, but in the heart of luck, he felt that he could find a weakness or an opportunity, and then shot Zhu Xiaorong at the last minute.
The remaining one should have some real skills, but unfortunately, he is too proud to see the strength gap between himself and Spiegel.
"What are you waiting for, I don't have the time to accompany you trash."
Spiegel hooked his fingers, and the remaining summoners immediately released their battle pets, and all of them entered the ring, encircling Zhu Xiaorong in the middle.
This field is not small, but after Zhu Xiaorong and the other eleven battle pets all came up, it seemed crowded.
(End of this chapter)