Chapter 170: Light blue stickman

"This really makes you right." I shyly said with a smile: "Don't say Summoner, I don't know a lot of things, but after seeing you, I became concerned about the profession of Summoner. A lot of interest."
"Give up," Yang Xu said.
"what?"
"I said you give up," Yang Xu repeated: "No matter how you look at it, you are not like a person who can use magic well. A person like you cannot become a summoner."
My smile remained unchanged, but I was a little shy: "Oh, this is all for you to see, let alone becoming a summoner, I still don't even know a skill that consumes magic."
"then you......"
"I'm just purely interested, just like blacksmiths sometimes delve into card games."
Hearing this, Yang Ku's eyes changed, and he was no longer looking at an idiot, but at a neurotic.
"Ill" Yang Ku muttered.
"Hey, this is wrong with you. You can't engage in personal attacks anyway. I just want to ask you what kind of profession a summoner is."
Yang Xu:...
I:......
I stared at him with big eyes, and didn't talk for a long time.
The atmosphere fell into embarrassment for an instant.
Huh...
A female voice rang softly and reached everyone's ears: "Let me talk to you."
"Xiaoyu..."
The girl shook her head at the teammates, and the teammates closed their mouths.
The short-haired girl who spoke before glanced at the girl and said to Yang Kuo: "Yang Kuo..."
Yang Ku moved his mouth, but in the end he didn't refuse, just snorted.
Looking at the look of the short-haired girl and Yang Kui, I can see some clues. They may not be ordinary teammates, or they may be lovers.
And this girl named Xiaoyu may be Yang Ku’s younger sister. After all, his current expression is the kind of arrogant brother that is peculiar to her when she finds out her sister.
"Oh, oh, I'll trouble you." I smiled and stretched out my hand, saying: "My name is An Xiaoyi, please advise."
"Don't touch Sister Xiaoyu!" The short-haired girl said again, and I saw Xiaoyu's figure stiffened slightly.
I wanted to shake hands with her friendly, but didn't want to meet such an unkind sister, I had to smile and put my hand back.
"My name is Duanmuyu" her voice was very small, but it was surprisingly nice.
It's not far apart, but the light is not clear, only a rough outline can be seen. The small round face and big eyes are very flexible, but it always shines with gentle light. It should be a person with a very soft heart. , Unlike some people-I glanced at the short-haired girl who was staring at me.
"What to look at!" The short-haired girl is very unfriendly to me.
But I thought I didn't see it, and smirked, making her grind her teeth with anger.
"That..." Duanmuyu whispered softly: "Do you have any questions?"
"Ah, look at me, you almost forgot to ask." I scratched my head with a look of embarrassment: "What kind of profession do you think a summoner is?"
"Um..." Duan Muyu thought for a moment and said, "Very powerful, very powerful profession."
Her answer was completely out of line with what I expected. I felt that there might be something wrong with my questioning method, so I changed the questioning method: "How does the summoner fight?"
"The summoner, of course, summons his men to fight."
"Uh... well" I decided to change the topic mode: "What kind of subordinate can you call now?"
"I can now summon the men of the wind element."
"Oh oh, this one is very tall when you hear it, can you please perform it?" I looked forward to it.
"Hey, Summoner's men are for fighting, not for juggling for you!" The short-haired girl called again.
Ignoring...
Duan Muyu smiled at the short-haired girl and said, "Sister Xiaoyu, it's okay, don't worry."
"but......"
"nothing."
Duan Muyu turned around and said to me: "Then I'm going to start the demonstration."
I nodded, looking forward to it.
Duan Muyu looked solemn, raised his left hand flat, opened his small hand, and muttered a word. A few seconds later, a breeze sprang up in the clearing. It whirled around and gathered in front of me. Then, he screamed, one never saw Something past appeared.
Round head, slender body, almost identical limbs, no hands and feet, and...no facial features.
this is......
My eyelids are beating, and my whole person is in a very bad state: Stickman!
I leaned down and looked at this ‘dominant’ palm-sized stickman in front of me, speechless for a long time.
"This..." My eyebrows twitched a few times: "Is it your summon?"
"Yes" Duan Muyu's expression on his face was taken for granted.
The short-haired girl behind her had already covered her face and couldn't bear to look straight. Even the teammates around her bowed their heads and said nothing. The closest to me, except for the indifferent Duan Muyu, seemed to be Yang Kuo.
However, I noticed the word ‘shame’ from his face.
The combat power of this girl's wind element is so scumbag that she can make her teammates feel a deep shame.
"Okay" I said, "May I know how your subordinate fought?"
"Of course" Duanmuyu's palm exerted a slight force, a light blue light gushing from the palm of his hand, like a drawn spider silk, poured into the body of a stickman the size of a light blue palm.
Seeing the light blue stickman's whole body shook, as if he was full of vitality in an instant, he danced in place.
Punching and kicking, it is so powerful, I always feel that it is very prestigious, and it seems to be very powerful.
Oh oh oh oh!
I made a series of noises, clapping my hands and amazed.
Duan Muyu raised his head and smiled at me, a very cute smile.
I gave a thumbs up: "Well, it's great, I always feel so great!"
Then I asked: "Can I try it as an opponent?"
Duanmuyu nodded.
Others are in a state of silence, so they seem to default to this option.
So I carefully raised my brows, concentrated my strength on my left leg, raised my foot abruptly, and stomped hard towards the light blue stickman.
"Don't..."
The short hair girl and several other companions exclaimed.
Huh? Is it not the default, but the buffer just now?
However-it was too late.
My feet stomped heavily on the body of the light blue stickman.
There was only a soft sound and everything fell silent.
Everyone on the other side looked at my... feet dumbfounded.
I looked at my feet with them with a puzzled face.
The cowhide boots had completely blocked the light blue stickman, and no trace was visible.
And... there is no feeling of resting or struggling.
Disappeared out of thin air? Or did it move to other places?
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