Yuanshin: Holding the Yuanshen system in hand, sweeping across the stars

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Qiu Yan brought a question mark.

He even started to find it funny, even if he was a summoner with little combat power, he didn't need to come up and persuade people to admit defeat.

But the other side seems not as complicated as Qiu Yan thought. The guy with glasses has a straight-forward way of thinking. He holds a bunch of medicine test tubes in his hand, which contain various liquids and various pills, flakes, Even unknown drugs in powder form.

He shook the things in his hand at Qiu Yan.

"I'm a pharmacist. As long as you can't kill me, I can use medicine to recover infinitely. My brother said that we are the king of medicine, Xiaoqiang, who can't be killed, and everyone is annoying."

The glasses guy helped his glasses, seemed to be very dissatisfied with this title and nickname, pursed his lips and said: "You are a summoner, I saw your last battle, the attack power is not strong, You shouldn't be able to kill me instantly."

Qiu Yan: "..." Are you polite?

The glasses guy is still seriously analyzing the current situation: "My potion can last at least a day and a night, and you don't want to waste such a long time, do you?"

"Coincidentally." Qiu Yan touched the portable nutrition bag Ren Yiming gave him, then pointed his thumb at himself, and looked at the puzzled brother with glasses with a smile. "I am a food-type summoner. I have everything I need to eat and drink. I can fight for three days and three nights without getting tired."

"There's no other way." The glasses guy looked at the audience with some embarrassment: "Although I really want to admit defeat and do an experiment, I promised others that I must work hard and not be an otaku, so..."

The glasses guy took out his own weapon, an exclusive particle hand cannon and photon shield that can be manipulated with mental power and fire various potion bombs.

The muzzle of the dark cannon was aimed at Qiu Yan, and Qiu Yan summoned the natal water spirit, and then summoned his big iron pot again.

The big iron pot that can defend against Mr. Harrison's daily attack.

Iron pot Qiu Yan's defensive form!

Both of them are Zhanwu scum, Qiu Yan is level 3, and the glasses brother is level 4, and they are two support systems.

The opposite side seems to be well prepared. Although pharmacists sound similar to healing abilities, they actually have no abilities themselves, but awakened spiritual power. They can purify medicines and quickly manufacture medicines. They are equipped with exclusive After the weapon, it also has certain combat and support capabilities, and can better protect itself and rescue others on the battlefield.

The particle hand cannon is a weapon specially designed for pharmacists. The special particle bullets inside can be loaded with various pharmacist ammunition. At the same time, pharmacists will be equipped with defensive photon shields to improve their survivability on the battlefield.

And Qiu Yan, the natal water elf, has been able to master the hit rate of three water swords proficiently under his training, and the defensive characteristics of the big iron pot also allow him to become a qualified tortoise style summoner.

In essence, their fighting methods are very similar, long-range bombardment, then shield defense, and then drug supplementation.

As a result, a very funny scene appeared on the arena of the freshman competition.

Two people with low mental strength, after a round of confrontation, will choose to stop tacitly. One picks up the potion and pours it vigorously, and the other takes out food and eats it. A new round of confrontation began.

Ren Yiming and Ren Yiming are very attractive together, probably the glasses brother's friend, the two of them looked at each other helplessly, only feeling that there is something waiting for this game.

The two tortoises met to play a game together, who knows how torturous it is.

Turn-based games are better than both of them.

An hour passed, and the glasses boy flew up from the drug.

Two hours passed, and Qiu Yan ate very deliciously.

Three hours passed, and the two of them were obviously a little depressed, it was too boring.

Four hours passed, and the guy with the glasses obviously couldn't hold on anymore. The medicines generally don't taste good, especially the smell of so many mixed together, it's almost deadly.

With a bitter face, he said to Qiu Yan: "...or...or you just admit defeat...I...can't eat anymore..."

Qiu Yan has survived until this time, how could he choose to give up, but Qiu Yan's stomach is already full and round, and his already huge body looks even fatter.

"Hi... No... Impossible... I have to admit defeat... It's you too... Hiccup..."

Even Qiu Yan, who ate food for four hours, couldn't hold it anymore. The Yuanshen system also has a satiety degree, and he can't continue eating when he is full.

He has been eating non-stop for four hours. When he talks now, he feels that the food has accumulated in his throat, and it will gush out in the next second.

Ren Yiming and the other younger brother who were onlookers all had bad expressions, and they tried to persuade their little friends to admit defeat and let it go.

"Qiu Yan, why don't we admit defeat, really, we wouldn't torment ourselves like this."

"Okay, let's go back and be nerds, we won't compete in this competition..."

"No!" The two said firmly, "It's hard to get to this point, no... can't... hiccup!"

It has to be said that the brain circuits of people who follow the tortoise style are surprisingly consistent to a certain extent, and the degree of stubbornness is equally powerful.

"In this case, let's decide the outcome with one move!"

Qiu Yan clutched his chest, trying to make himself feel better.

"Brother Yi originally taught me to use me as a trump card. Since you are as persevering as I am, let you be the first to see how powerful our summoners are!"

Qiu Yan recalled the iron pot he was standing in front of him, and began to communicate with his kitchen utensils. The glasses boy on the other side also began to load medicine and ammunition on the spot. Both of them seemed to have come up with their last tricks, giving each other the last one strike.

Qiu Yan mobilized his mental power and brought in a thick and simple kitchen knife. The sharp blade reflected the bright edge. The glasses brother probably felt sorry for Qiu Yan, and couldn't help but remind him, "The photon shield, ordinary kitchen utensils can't break through the defense. .”

"I know, so I will summon five kitchen knives!" As Qiu Yan's spiritual power opened the channel, five identical kitchen knives appeared in front of Qiu Yan.

"Brother Yi said that no matter how skilled you are, you will still be afraid of kitchen knives!"

Under the urging of Qiu Yan, the five kitchen knives slashed at the glasses boy holding up the particle hand cannon.The little brother who is not particularly experienced in combat, saw so many blades, immediately panicked, put down the hand cannon in a hurry, and raised the photon shield to block in front of him.

blocked!

The glasses boy was not happy yet, he just felt a pain in his stomach, and something hit his fragile stomach filled with medicine.

The overwhelming feeling rose from his stomach, the little brother resisted it, looked down and saw a water-blue little elf immediately disappeared in front of him after the sneak attack.

And then...he lost.

Before he fell down, there was only one thought in his mind, Summoner, his heart was quite dirty.