The God Summoner is rubbish? I will summon Pangu!

Chapter 89: Let’s talk about it later? This is not good...

"All the hidden cards lurking in the human race have been used this time."

Medusa's jade-white elbows were placed on the armrests of the chair, with the back of her hands supporting her face. She narrowed her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterfly wings.

There was not much expression on her delicate face, only her slightly furrowed brows revealed a barely perceptible hint of thought.

Her hair fell on her sides like silk, with a few strands casually scattered around her cheeks, adding a bit of laziness and charm.

She was wearing a black tight long skirt that perfectly outlined her curvy figure. The hem of her skirt swayed gently on the ground, like a flower quietly blooming in the dark night.

She just sat there quietly, but there seemed to be an invisible pressure spreading out, making people dare not look directly at her face, as if she was a queen high above.

No, she is the queen.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty the Queen. Everything is ready. All the secret lines in Shao City are ready. As soon as Niu Ta takes action, they will act immediately and cause chaos. Then we will take the opportunity to attack the city!" The Tsar showed excitement.

Because the more people he kills, the more sand puppets he will have.

Sand puppets made of sand are far inferior to those made by humans.

"In that case, let's go."

Queen Medusa nodded and said.

……

……

Shaocheng.

playing field.

"Master Mo, I'm your fan, can we take a photo together?"

"Master Mo, I'm also your fan, can you sign an autograph for me? I like your words the most: Boys should love themselves well!"

"That's right, I will never be a bootlicker again!"

"It's too good to spend my 30,000 yuan of pocket money on myself, fuck you licker!"

"..."

At this time, the competition venue has become a fan exchange meeting for Mo Lang. Ninety percent of the students who are matched with Mo Lang are his fans.

After asking for Mo Lang's autographed book, everyone automatically admitted defeat.

The deans of other colleges were so angry that they were about to go crazy.

But when these deans thought of Mo Lang's strength, they were helpless.

We can only look forward to Mo Li and Qi Muchun.

No one knew if it was a coincidence or some other reason, but Mo Lang, Qi Muchun and Mo Li had never met each other.

"Now there are only four people left, and the next step is the semi-finals. I believe this is the game that everyone has been looking forward to for a long time." The host announced the progress of the game on the stage.

Then, the big screen froze on two names.

Mo Lang from the Demon Slayer Academy VS Liu Sen from the Monster Slayer Academy.

"Master Mo, I'm also your fan. My favorite line of yours is, good girls should be cherished, bad girls should not be wasted. Can you sign an autograph for me as well?"

As soon as Liu Sen came on stage, he walked towards Mo Lang very enthusiastically, holding a copy of "Master Mo's Classic Quotations" in his hand.

"of course can."

Mo Lang nodded and took out a pen.

"go to hell!"

But when Liu Sen was less than half a meter away from Mo Lang, a fierce look suddenly appeared in his eyes. He suddenly took out a dagger from his hand and stabbed it hard towards Mo Lang's chest.

At this distance, and in a sneak attack, even a god can’t help!

puff!
There was a sound of a sharp blade piercing into flesh, and blood spurted out immediately, staining Mo Lang's clothes red.

The entire stadium suddenly cried out in surprise.

At the same time, many people in the competition field were trying to kill the people around them, but just when they were about to do so, two figures appeared beside them and pressed them to the ground.

"I haven't even finished writing my signature, and you're so anxious to attack me?" On the stage, Mo Lang stabbed Liu Sen's neck with the pen in his hand. Looking at Liu Sen's stunned face, Mo Lang's eyes flashed with golden light and he revealed a playful smile.

"How do you know I'm here to kill you?" Liu Sen was puzzled, because he had been hiding for more than ten years and it was impossible for him to be exposed.

"You really want to know?"

"of course."

"Scan the code. If you want to know the answer, you only need to pay 100 million to unlock the answer." Mo Lang took out the payment code and said.

"..."

Liu Sen's mouth twitched and he wanted to run away.

"Want to run? Do you really think this is all I have to offer?"

Mo Lang seemed to have anticipated that he would not be able to kill the opponent with one strike, so he immediately took out a black rope and tied up the opponent.

His movements were so skillful that it was shocking. It was obvious that he had played with this thing many times in his previous life.

The rope that Mo Lang took out was the demon-binding rope. Once the demons were tied up, they would be unable to use their demonic power at all.

Its function is the same as that of the soul-binding rope, except that the former is aimed at the demon race, while the latter is aimed at the human race.

"How did you know?"

Liu Sen, no, to be more precise, it was Niu Ta. When he saw that all the secret agents of the demon clan in the audience had been caught, his face suddenly changed. He looked at Mo Lang in horror and asked.

"This question is worth 200 million yuan, and you can unlock it by scanning the code." Mo Lang took out the payment code again.

"I have no money."

"No money, so talkative?"

Mo Lang waved his hand, and the pen in his hand suddenly turned into a dagger, directly cutting off Niu Ta's head.

The next second, the Niu Tower returned to its original form and turned out to be a big black bull that was three meters tall.

"This cow is enough for me to eat for several weeks, right?" Mo Lang looked at this gold-level bull demon and had no intention of selling it, but planning to eat it himself.

By the way, give my sister some nourishment.

"Uncle Xiao Mo, the demon tribe is on the way, can we start now?"

At this time, a middle-aged man looked at Mo Lang respectfully and asked.

The man's name was Huo Qubing, a registered disciple of Jiandao Tianzun. After Mo Lang destroyed the Tang and Lu families, he was appointed as the lord of Shao City.

"Okay."

Mo Lang nodded and said, "Since the demon tribe wants to catch us all in one fell swoop, let's catch them in a jar today!"

"Yes!"

Huo Qubing immediately clasped his fists and accepted the order, as if Mo Lang was the city lord and he was his subordinate.

But if Uncle Xiao Mo hadn’t reminded me about what happened today, Shaocheng would have been in great trouble, and I might even have been implicated or died.

Soon, under Huo Qubing's arrangement, the entire Shao City was filled with various sounds of fighting. From outside the city, it sounded and looked like a battle had broken out and it was extremely chaotic.

"Mo Lang, what about our game today?" Qi Muchun asked Mo Lang.

"That's right. How about we choose a time to compete again in the future?" Mo Li also looked at Mo Lang and said.

"In the future?"

Mo Lang raised his eyebrows and said a little embarrassedly: "Isn't this bad?"

"???"

Mo Li didn't understand at first, but after she realized what was going on, she frowned and immediately rushed towards Mo Lang and said:
"You scoundrel, I'm going to kill you today!"

"Hehe, you said it yourself, not me. Besides, we are facing a powerful enemy now, and you still want an internal fight?" Mo Lang began to use moral blackmail while running.

Then he came up with a plan and said, "How about today, the three of us compete to see who can kill more monsters and who is stronger?"

(End of this chapter)