Almighty Summoner: Chapter 198 Black Race Arena

"Wow, it's so lively, the road is too wide, there are too many people!"

The dog-headed stick and the blood-stained killing field are like the first time a countryman enters the city, looking left and right, his face is full of excitement.

The three of them walked on the wide street, watching the dazzling array of goods in the shops on both sides, and the gorgeously dressed crowd on the street, exclaiming from time to time. This weather is not something that the new district can discuss.

"Boss, you said to bring us to a place, Phoenix City?" Bloody Killing Field said.

"Yeah." Zhang Lin nodded and said, "Accurately speaking, it is an arena in Phoenix City, where you can find opportunities to make money."

"Oh? Got money?"

The blood-stained killing field's eyes lit up. What they lacked most now was money. The amethyst coins in Luoshan Village were far from enough to build a base.

"Step aside!"

The blood-stained killing field was going well, and someone suddenly rushed out behind him and pushed him.

This made the blood-stained killing field suddenly become hot, and no one even looked at it, and immediately roared: "You **** try to push Laozi again?"

The guy who pushed people is also a mad warrior, but he seems to be just a sidekick, because behind him there is a swordsman with very bright equipment, his expression is very arrogant, and he looks very temperamental.

In addition, this person's ostentation is also quite big. Walking on the street, there are a large number of entourages to **** him, and I don't know where the big man is.

A few people in the crowd exclaimed, and their eyes were obviously knowing the swordsman.

When Kuang Zhan heard that the blood-stained killing field dared to yell at him, he immediately stepped forward in front of the blood-stained killing field, put on a fierce appearance and brought his face up, so that the noses of the two were about to touch. , in this way to exert psychological pressure on the **** killing field. "A little chopper who is only level 50 is worthy of calling in front of Lao Tzu?"

"You are the motherfucker! The level is amazing, isn't it?" The blood-stained killing field did not give up, it looked more ferocious than the mad battle in front of him, and the voice was set high: "Isn't your master also level 50? One of the rubbish? Your kid is only worthy of being a **** puppy, and also worthy of yelling at the uncle?"

The blood-stained killing field was not wrong. Although the swordsman was well equipped, he was equipped with level 55 equipment. There were also two people around him who were also equipped with level 55 equipment. Of course, if a full-level guy deliberately wears this equipment to confuse people, that's another matter, but at this time, it's just an excuse for bickering.

"You..." Mad Zhan's body trembled with anger, as if he didn't expect the blood-stained killing field to be so tough. "Okay, very good, I think you want to go back to level zero!"

"Come on if you have the ability, who is afraid of who?" The blood-stained killing field gritted its teeth.

Zhang Lin watched from the sidelines, looking at these people, he had probably guessed their identities, and it was not something that the blood-stained killing field could afford. But so what, man, you have to be a little bloody, don't be afraid. I think back then when he was alone in the Holy Light, he offended an unknown number of forces, and was chased and killed by others all over the map, but he didn't come here the same way, and who could get him?

Can't be provoked, can't we hide? Even if there is a guild bond, this is not a wise move, but it is better than being a coward and timid.

Therefore, Zhang Lin will not say anything to stop it.

The frantic battle was already in flames, and his fists were clenched for a while, but at this time, he heard the swordsman frown and say: "Don't waste time here, what nonsense are you talking to a few idiots? Let's go."

His tone was contemptuous, as if he didn't take Zhang Lin and the others seriously at all, and the eyes he looked over were just like looking at a group of ants.

Now that the swordsman had spoken, Mad Zhan didn't say anything more. He just pointed his finger at the blood-stained killing field, snorted angrily, and went with a few others to protect the swordsman.

"Bah, what is it!"

The blood-stained killing field spit on the ground. Seeing the way these people walk, they are completely like local tyrants and landlords. In his opinion, they are pretending to be coercive.

"Hehe, they have the qualifications to be horizontal." Zhang Lin narrowed his eyes, looked at the backs of those people and smiled.

"Oh? Boss, do you know them?" Bloody Killing Field was very curious and asked, "I really don't know the origin of that guy who is about the same level as us. I want to vomit just looking at his mighty appearance."

Zhang Lin shook his head and said, "I don't know him, I just know who he is."

"who?"

"When we go to a place, you'll know."

With that said, Zhang Lin led the two of them straight to the black race arena in the city.

This arena is quite famous in a nearby area, and it was built specifically for the black race. The whole building looks extremely majestic and gorgeous. It has eight floors and covers a very large area. Zhang Lin and the others can clearly see its appearance from a long distance.

Coming to this building, the blood-stained killing field also understood where it was, and immediately exclaimed: "That guy was a black contestant just now?!"

"It should be." Zhang Lin nodded. "The black competition has a grading system, from level 30 to full level. Some people are more familiar with the skill matching of a certain level, or if they have a certain level of awesome equipment, they will stop upgrading."

Bloodstained Killing Field smacked his lips and said, "Looking at the appearance of the swordsman just now, he should be a famous black competition player, right?"

"Haha, the reputation of the black competition players is generally not big. After all, not everyone is eligible to enter this kind of place. Haven't you seen that there are not many people here?" Zhang Lin pointed to the gate of the arena.

The two looked along, and sure enough, there are not many people entering and leaving such a majestic building, which is indeed a very unreasonable thing.

"But the one just now should have a high star rating in the arena, and the background will be very large."

The black players of each level will be distinguished by star, and the star represents your record. Players with high star ratings will be attracted by merchants, and they will be directly signed to their subordinates with generous treatment as a tool to make money.

Bloody Killing Field pouted in disdain and said, "So what? I won't be afraid of him."

Zhang Lin looked at him and smiled, as expected of a man who played mad wars, he just had to have this kind of spirit.

Bloodstained Killing Field and Dog-Headed Stick are both suitable for the profession of mad war. Although the two have very different personalities, the truth is the same in the final analysis, and they are both rare pioneer fighters.

"Let's go, let's go in." The three of them walked around the arena and walked to a side door next to it, where the players registered and waited for the competition.

Not everyone can enter the arena, but if you sign up for the competition, you can. Of course, there are no games to watch in the waiting area, all you can do is choose your opponent, or wait for your opponent to choose you, and then play. However, it also needs to pay a certain fee. The base price starts from an amethyst coin, which is the standard for non-star players and one-star players.

The receptionist was a thin man. He gave Zhang Lin a contemptuous look at Zhang Lin, who was about to sign up, and said, "Summoner? Haha, are you looking for abusers?"

Zhang Lin just smiled and did not speak.

The receptionist said that it was not unreasonable for Zhang Lin to seek abuse, because everyone likes to watch personal skills in the black competition, so there are no field battles and city battles, only one-on-one battles, so the characteristics of the summoner basically cannot be brought into play. Although there is still a team battle, it is also a heads-up nature, and there is not much difference.

However, this is Zhang Lin's favorite.

Zhang Lin would not choose to form a team when he signed up, even though he had a **** killing field and a dog-headed stick around him, but for him, these two were considered to be a hindrance. He's here to make money, not to exercise.

But speaking, this place is indeed a good place to exercise. After all, there is such an atmosphere here, and you can also find the most suitable opponent. Of course, the premise is that you have enough money to lose, because if it is a person who comes to exercise, the winning rate is often not too high.

The three of them signed up and walked directly to the waiting area on the third floor, which was the level 50 competition venue.

The waiting area is a huge hall. At this time, there are many players waiting. Seeing these three new faces all show a murderous aura.

The three Zhang Lin were completely unmoved, and the dog-headed stick even greeted them with a smiley face, making those people feel that the momentum they showed was not on the point at all, and they couldn't help being a little discouraged.

The Bloodstained Killing Field looked up at a large projection screen in the hall, with the numbers, star ratings and winning percentages of all registered players on it, and when he saw the minimum amount of the challenge accepted behind some high stars, he couldn't help but open his mouth: "My dear, one thousand amethyst coins? Is this crazy? Who dares to challenge?"

One thousand Amethyst Coins is a huge amount for them. Even if it is converted into cash, it is very impressive. If you have the strength, you can get rich.

"Hehe, this is only on the surface. It will scare you to death if you say the transaction amount of those big people in private."

Zhang Lin laughed, then sat lazily on a bench in the hall, waiting for others to challenge him.

He doesn't have a star right now, so the minimum limit is amethyst coin, and a player with a low star rating or a player with a low win rate can actively refuse and choose a challenger, so he is not panicking.

After a while, his message box flashed, it was the arena's customer service message.

Everyone who signs up must have customer service friends so that they can get the latest challenge information at any time. In such a short period of time, Zhang Lin had already had five people challenge him, and each person could receive ten challenge messages at the same time.

Not only Zhang Lin, but the dog-headed stick and the blood-stained killing field also have challengers.

"Come on, you can play as you like, don't worry about money."

Zhang Lin smiled confidently at the two of them, then walked to one of the windows of the row of service desks in the hall.

The people who are in charge of receiving and registering games here are all beautiful beauties. Zhang Lin said to the beauties in front of him, "Accept the challenge of No. 312."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The beauty quickly inquired and said, "Please pay the betting amount of 8 Amethyst Coins."

This is the one with the most bets among all Zhang Lin's challengers. Of course, Zhang Lin will choose him, and he is very happy to pay the money now.