Peerless Allure: Nine Series Summoner

Chapter 22

In Anwu City, a thin young man in inconspicuous clothes crowded in front of the bulletin board inside the city gate, looking at the portrait of the arrest warrant posted on the bulletin board with a distorted expression.

Why is the portrait of the male god so ugly!

It's not ugly, but compared to the male god himself, that portrait is an insult to the male god!
Ming Tianjue's portrait is very realistic!Most likely it wasn't drawn by the same artist...

Is it...

He cast his eyes on the big male god standing aside who was still dressed in white and had a smile on his face. When he met his gaze, he knew it in his heart!
He can actually change his appearance at will!No, it's to let others see his fake appearance, no wonder he doesn't need makeup when he goes out!

What a trick!Teach her quickly!
Seeing through Ling Lan's thoughts at a glance, Rong Jin smiled lightly and said, "It's a phantom array, but with your current level, you can't do it yet."

Ling Lan's smiling face instantly collapsed!
Do you want to hit people like this Hongguoguo! !

He is a male god, and he himself is a small shrimp, can't be compared, can't be compared... he will drive himself to death.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" A few people in uniforms of officers and soldiers suddenly squeezed into the crowd, took a brush and quickly swiped at the bulletin board, and posted a new notice. After posting, the crowd surrounded it again.

What content?
Ling Lan also followed suit.

——The martial arts competition is about to begin. As usual, all capable people are welcome to participate!Great prizes!
Uh... this notice is too simple, who can understand it!
"It turns out that three years have passed! I don't know if we can select outstanding fighters for this martial arts competition. Every year, the fighters selected by our Anwu City are members of those mercenary regiments. There has been no fresh blood for a long time. !" A middle-aged uncle standing beside Ling Lan sighed.

"Yes! But the most powerful fighters in our Anwu City are all in those big mercenary regiments. Even they can't compare with them, let alone others. Talented people from all over the world come out in large numbers, and the people selected are all the best among them. Ah!" Another middle-aged uncle also sighed.

"So what, when it came to the Nine Nations Competition, he was still beaten to death! Every year he was the last in the Nine Nations!" A young man couldn't help being indignant, which instantly resonated.

"That's right! When will our Dongze Kingdom be able to feel proud! At least we will be the second-to-last, and we need much less tribute!"

"It is always the last place, but the resources that need to be donated are the most! It is also because of this that our country does not have good resources to cultivate talents. It is like this every year. It is a vicious circle. If we are still the last one this year, what good things do we have? Can it be confessed? Is it really going to be annexed by other countries?"

"Hush! You and I can discuss such important national affairs, be careful not to be caught!" Someone said something, and everyone sighed and left one after another.

So there is still this game?
Ling Lan has always been in a closed state, and she doesn't know anything about this kind of national affairs, but now that she knows, can she try it?After all, competitions are a great exercise!
It is still far away from Xuansheng's goal!
Seeing Ling Lan's sparkling eyes, Rong Jin's mood also brightened.

"Want to participate?"

"Yes, yes, the bonus is huge." Ling Lan nodded, staring at the reward section on the announcement with sparkling eyes.

One hundred thousand gold coins![-] gold coins~~ and spirit weapons~
"Hehe." Rong Jin smiled lightly.

Uh... I accidentally slipped my mouth.

Ling Lan smiled sarcastically.

"Let's go together." Without further words, Rong Jin smiled and walked forward.

The male god Rong is going to sign up too?
The place for registration was in a square in the west of the city. I thought there would be many people, but I didn't expect that when Ling Lan and Rong Jin arrived, there was no one queuing up to register.

If it wasn't for the words "Dadi" written on the table - the registration office for the martial arts competition, she would have suspected that she had gone to the wrong place.

"Excuse me..." Standing in front of the registration desk, Ling Lan asked the registrant who was dozing off. When the registrant heard the voice, he immediately sat up straight and cheered up!
"Are you here to sign up?! What's your name, how old are you, where do you come from, and your cultivation level... Forget it, just report your name and age."

……

You don't even need to report your cultivation base, so casual?

"Ling Lan, 13 years old."

"Rong Jin..." Rong Jin only gave his name.

"Well, well, and what about the age?" The person who registered lowered his head and wrote, but he didn't wait for the next sentence, so he couldn't help but look up at Rong Jin, his eyes were dumbfounded, and then said: "It's ok."

……

Don't even ask the age? !This is too random!

Without further questioning, the registrant gave Ling Lan and Rong Jin two badges, and took them to the exclusive courtyard for martial arts fighters, ordered a few words to take a good rest, and left.

So easy to sign up?
She thought that she would have to go through multiple competitions, or else she would have to line up to go to the sunset. It seems that this martial arts competition really disappointed all the fighters.

If only the two of them sign up, what's the point? You'll get 10 taels of gold directly!
It's beautiful just thinking about it...

"Just signed up?"

Just as he was fantasizing, he heard a strange voice. He turned his head and saw a middle-aged man of about forty years old standing in the door of the next room. His face looked kind.

"Yeah yeah."

"Little brother, you came to compete at such a young age. Your courage is commendable. However, swords and swords have no eyes in this martial arts competition. If you can't do it, you should give up as soon as possible."

Although Shu Shu said this with good intentions, why did Ling Lan feel so uncomfortable listening to it? This is even worse!
"Be more concerned, I have my own plan." Not wanting to say more, Ling Lan pulled Rong Jin out of the other courtyard.

She is a rich woman now, of course she has to choose a weapon that suits her heart~
After inquiring about the best Shengxing weapon store in Anwu City, Ling Lan stepped in excitedly and went straight to the third floor.

This Shengxing weapon store has three floors, the first floor is full of ordinary weapons, almost without any profound power blessings, the weapons on the second floor are a little bit of a spectacle, and can be regarded as magic weapons, and the third floor is naturally the best. Yes, the most expensive weapon, I heard that there are low-grade spiritual weapons too!
Spirit weapon!That's the symbol of a local tyrant!It is said that only magic weapons above the spirit weapon level can be used as contract magic weapons, and Ling Lan has one on her body, which she showed when she pretended to contract the Frost Cracking Crane in front of everyone.

When they went up to the third floor, the shop assistants warmly greeted them and began to introduce various expensive weapons, especially those that matched their temperament and figure.

Those who recommend Ling Lan are soft swords, short swords, double swords, etc., and those who recommend it to Rong Jin are...

Uh, big long sword, double-headed axe, mace, trident, etc...

Seeing the huge double-headed axe and Rong Jin's slender and elegant figure, Ling Lan had the urge to burst out laughing.

"Okay, let's see for ourselves." After asking the buddy to introduce it, she couldn't help but break her skills. She scanned the audience, and a red sword in the corner attracted Ling Lan's attention.

(End of this chapter)