Alien Summoning System

Chapter 5 The Gunner
"Hey, John, I heard that there is a newcomer in your camp. Why haven't you seen anyone in the past few days?" A two-meter-tall man with a broad sword on his back greeted another strong man in a rough manner. , to the fighters fighting arena together.

In the center of the fighter's residential area, there is a huge fighting arena, which is specially used for the daily exercise of martial arts by the fighters living in this area.

"That weird black-haired boy?" John was taken aback when he heard that, and then suddenly realized that he put down the stone lock that was tempering his strength in his hand. The huge stone lock made a muffled sound the moment it hit the ground, and even the ground around him trembled a few times.

"That's right, the only guy in the centuries-old history of the Raisen Colosseum who advanced from a low-level fighter to a full-fledged fighter. I remember that he happened to be assigned to your camp." The rugged man laughed.

"Haha, Lilin, I remembered. Your opponent in the next fight is him, right? No wonder you came to me today. How about it? I'll tell you five glasses of rum." John smiled He glanced at the big man with a non-smile, stretched out five fingers and waved them in front of his eyes.

"No, five glasses of rum is my monthly share. How about one?" Lilin's rough cheeks darkened, and he said in a muffled voice. As an official fighter, the Layson family will distribute some luxury goods every month. Wine is one of them, and it is also the favorite of these fighters. Unfortunately, the share is too small to supply the consumption of these fighters.

"Well, I remembered. Cole said he had something to do with me, let's talk about it next time." John shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and was about to leave.

"Wait, two cups, no more!" Lilin said with a bitter expression as he grabbed John.

"Oh~?" John raised his voice for a long time, but he didn't turn around.

"Three cups, you bloody vampire, if it doesn't work, I'll go find Cole!" Lilin cursed through gritted teeth.

"Deal, hehe, don't put on a bitter face. If you win this match, you will get a chance to take a vacation and get five gold coins as a reward. If you leave this place, you will definitely drink enough rum. What's the matter?" So frustrating." John laughed and patted Lilin on the shoulder, put his arm around his shoulder and walked towards the edge of the arena.

The battles of official fighters are not as brutal and bloody as low-level fighters, and the management is relatively loose. According to the regulations of the Colosseum, as long as they win ten games and their strength reaches the peak of the third-tier profession, they can be promoted to high-level fighters. If a fighter at the peak of the third-tier profession wins ten games, the Colosseum will reward a certain amount of gold coins and grant a three-day holiday to leave the fighter's residential area. Of course, the scope of activities is limited to the city, but that's all. Many qualified fighters broke their heads.

"Hmph! It's easy to say, who knows what kind of freak it is to come out of that kind of place alive?" Lilin snorted and said sheepishly.

"You're wrong." John's eyes flashed with disdain, and he sneered, "It's probably because he's been in that dirty place for a long time. Since that kid came out, he's been eating and sleeping every day, and he hasn't even gone to study. Combat skills, such an opponent, I guarantee you a complete victory!"

"How is that possible!?" Lilin's eyes widened in disbelief. As a senior fighter, Lilin has a deep understanding of the cruelty of the Colosseum. How can I waste precious time on sleeping after training myself every night?
"That's the truth." John shrugged his shoulders, and then said amusedly: "And, when choosing a weapon yesterday, this kid actually chose an infantry spear as his weapon."

"Infantry spear!?" Li Lin's eyes widened in astonishment, and then he let out a sigh of relief. What is the concept of an infantry spear?In the combat history of the mainland, infantry with pikes are garbage among garbage. In the army, infantry pikes are only weapons equipped by cannon fodder battalions. Wooden gun shafts are fragile and cannot withstand a blunt blow. Such weapons, Even ordinary poor people are unwilling to use it.

"How about it, don't worry?" John punched Lilin's chest hard and said, "Remember to bring me back the wine!"

"Haha, easy to talk, easy to talk!" Li Lin laughed heartily. Although the official battle will start in three days, in the eyes of many people, this battle has no suspense. Thinking that after three days, not only will you get three days off, Even getting a generous bonus, Lilin, who has always been known for being stingy, was uncommonly generous.

In the primary virtual training ground, Zhuo Ao didn't know the outside world's evaluation of him. At this time, his face was a little tired. Although he didn't consume any physical strength, but the continuous fighting, even if the physical strength would not be consumed, he died again and again This experience is enough to torture a normal person to the point of collapse, but Zhuo Ao survived, not only survived, but at this moment, although Zhuo Ao was exhausted, he said no more than before entering the virtual training ground Qing Dao unknown changes.

If before entering the virtual training ground, Zhuo Ao was a crazy beast exuding a savage, ferocious and tyrannical aura, but now he is like a warrior who has experienced many battles, that kind of savage, ferocious The aura of tyranny and tyranny is gone, replaced by a tenacity and fierceness from the inside out.

"Although I don't know if you are conscious or not, I still want to thank you!" Looking at the indifferent young man who had always been as cold as ice, Zhuo Ao held a long spear in his hand, and instead of doing it immediately as usual, he bowed slightly to express his gratitude to the other party.

"Shoot the gun!" The young man was as indifferent as ever, but he did not attack first as before. He looked at Zhuo Ao with a rare solemnity. Without independent consciousness, he didn't know fear, but at this moment, Zhuo Ao had something There is an aura that can make him, who is also a gunman, afraid.

"Om~"

There is no answer, the spear is the best answer, the spear in Zhuo Ao's hand pierced the void, and made an ordinary straight stab, but after the spear was thrust out, there was a strange arc, and it strangely crossed the gap between the two of them. The space seemed to appear in front of the indifferent young man in an instant.

The indifferent young man raised his gun and turned sideways, with the gun barrel across his chest, avoiding Zhuo Ao's stabbing attack. At least, the young man thought he had dodged it, but the next moment, the young man's pupils suddenly dilated, and the spear that he thought he had dodged seemed to be Suddenly possessing life, he turned to himself, the cold spearhead tore through the air, leaving behind a faint cold light, lightly avoiding the gun barrel of the young man lying across his chest, and slit the young man's throat, the outcome - points!
"Congratulations to the host for breaking through the bottleneck of basic spear skills and reaching the fourth level. In addition to the original attributes of the skill upgrade, he will get an additional bonus of +1 for all attributes. Because the host has broken through the bottleneck of spear skills, he will be rewarded with 500 summoning points."

"Thank you!" Zhuo Ao bowed again to the young man's gradually dissipating body, and his figure gradually dissipated into the virtual training ground.

When his consciousness regained consciousness again, he had already returned to the stone house assigned to him by the Colosseum. There was no cold, damp and foul-smelling air. Hearing the constant shouts from outside, Zhuo Ao's eyes became more determined , the good life is not important to Zhuo Ao, in this continent, no one will understand the desire of a modern soul for freedom.

"Hey~ Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the trial of the gun. Through continuous efforts, he broke through the upper limit of the skill level of the virtual training ground, and the basic gun skills were raised to level 4. He was awarded the title of Gunner. All attributes +1, summoning points 300."

Hearing the voice of the system in his head, Zhuo Ao clenched his fists fiercely. Before obtaining the intermediate authority, this was the only way for him to obtain summoning points. At the same time, he opened his own attribute interface

Host: Zhuo Ao

Occupation: Warrior

Title: Gunner

Root bone 10, perception 11, strength 21, agility 18, constitution 19, spirit 11
Skills: Basic spear technique lv4, basic breathing technique lv3
Talents: Heart of the Wild, Mastery in Fighting

Comprehensive strength evaluation: the early stage of the second stage

followers (0/1)

Summoning point: 800
Primary authority: primary virtual training ground, portable space, primary authority of Summon Mall
"Fighter Zhuo Ao, your first battle will start in the Colosseum in 10 minutes, please follow me to the Colosseum!" An indifferent voice awakened Zhuo Ao, who was immersed in the space of consciousness, when he raised his head, His gaze has returned to indifference.

"Lead the way." Zhuo Ao stretched out his hand and held the infantry spear resting in the corner in his hand. The reason why he hadn't wiped it for a long time made the rough infantry spear already covered with a layer of dust.

"Follow me." Glancing at the infantry spear in Zhuo Ao's hand, the swordsman who came to lead the way flashed an undisguised disgust and disdain in his eyes, ignored Zhuo Ao's arrogance, turned around straight away, and walked coldly Authentic: "Your good luck has come to an end, the battle between fighters is not as simple as imagined."

"Lucky? Maybe." Hearing what the swordsman said, Zhuo Ao pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, it seemed that his luck was really good.

"Hmph!" The swordsman didn't say any more, and walked towards the Colosseum with Zhuo Ao.

(End of this chapter)