Beast Tamer: Super Lucky Starting Contract

As soon as Mo Xu finished speaking, the expressions of the people present varied.

Cha Ling tugged at Mo Xu's clothes slightly, trying to stop this decision. She was clear about Ming Yang's situation. The news that the Ming family helped his second young master get a "armor puppet" from the army was almost spread throughout the circle. This kind of monster has its own innate skills and is not so easy to fight.

On the other hand, Mo Xu only had a spiritual power value of 0.15 at the beginning, and it was already a stretch for him to become a beastmaster. Even if he had grown after two weeks, how could he be an enemy of the "Weapon Puppet" which was most likely a mid-level extraordinary person.

"How come Mo Xu is as irritable as a young boy?" Cha Ling was a little annoyed.

Gao Junze remained motionless, but his slightly clenched fists betrayed his uneasiness.

Ming Yang was stunned at first, but then he was overjoyed. He just said it to make himself happy, but he didn't expect Mo Xu to be so provoked that he agreed.

“Hahahaha,” Ming Yang praised Mo Xu for a rare time: “You have great ambition. I admire you.”

As if afraid that Mo Xu would go back on his word, he said directly, "Then let's not delay any further. We'll meet at the stadium next door in fifteen minutes."

"Wait a minute." Ming Yang was about to leave, but stopped and waved to Gao Jun: "Go get some paper and a pen."

Gao Jun responded and trotted to get paper and pen.

Ming Yang looked at Mo Xu: "I'm just afraid that someone will use a delaying tactic and run away as soon as I leave the house."

Mo Xu sneered and said, "Then you are probably judging others by your own standards."

Mingyang is feeling happy now. He doesn't bother arguing with Mo Xu anymore. He just wants to teach him a lesson on the field later.

Gao Jun came back soon, and Mingyang took the paper and pen and quickly wrote down the gambling contract in two copies.

"Sign it," he handed the paper and pen to Mo Xu, and then said to Cha Ling, "Please also ask Miss Cha to be a witness. This transaction is consensual for both of us."

The words "we both agree" were emphasized, and Cha Ling wanted to stamp her feet when she heard it. If Mo Xu hadn't signaled her, she would have spoken directly to stop Mo Xu's impulse.

Mo Xu took it and glanced at it. The content of the contract was very simple, just as he had said before. If he lost, he would hand over the skill book; if he won, Mingyang would give him 500 contribution points and the right to redeem the intermediate warehouse once. If he refused or did not come to the duel, it would be considered as his active surrender. Then at the bottom were the signatures of the two people, Mingyang had already signed it.

The stakes of both parties were actually very unequal, but Mingyang was very confident in himself and had grasped the difference in strength between the two. He didn't believe there was any chance that he would lose.

Mo Xu signed his name without hesitation.

Mingyang took the contract and put it away, very satisfied. He turned and left, leaving behind a sentence "Get ready, you useless piece of shit" with his back to Mo Xu.

"What's wrong with you?" Cha Ling couldn't help but ask after Mingyang left.

"Let's talk as we walk, Senior."

Before leaving, Mo Xu did not forget to glance at Gao Jun, who smiled flatteringly and said nothing more. Mo Xu withdrew his gaze and left the warehouse on the second floor below ground with Cha Ling.

"Senior, I know what's going on."

On the way, Mo Xu said that he was not impulsive and was confident.

"You know that he contracted a 'armored puppet', right?" Cha Ling shared what she knew: "This is a medium-level heroic spirit race. Now many people even suggest that it be rated as a high-level heroic spirit race. It is a very outstanding monster."

"I know." Mo Xu nodded.

"You knew that, but you still signed it?" Cha Ling said halfway, and seeing that Mo Xu's calm expression did not seem fake and seemed to be really confident, she stopped persuading him.

Mo Xu was still in the mood to make a joke: "The lucky clover is wood, and the weapon puppet is earth. Wood overcomes earth. It's no problem. Senior sister, please go to the venue and wait for me."

"Ah this..."

Cha Ling knew that Mo Xu was not a frivolous person, but when she thought about the lovely grass she saw that day, she really didn't understand where Mo Xu's confidence came from. Could it be that he had some trick up his sleeve?

-

Mo Xu found a McDonald's, spent a lot of money to buy a rather luxurious monster drink set meal, and then released Xiu Xiu.

As soon as Xiu Xiu came out, she saw a delicious meal in front of her. She was delighted at first, but then she felt something was wrong.

After Mo Xu explained the situation, Xiu Xiu was stunned for a moment: "Fight?"

No wonder it was so generous even though there was no training today. It thought Mo Xu had won the lottery.

"Yes, we have already practiced two skills. Let's go and try out the results today. Don't worry, I can't let you go if you are not sure."

"Really?" Xiu Xiu held the fork and looked at the delicious food, a little bit unbelieving. If he was so sure and yet he made such a big fuss, someone who didn't know would think it was his last meal.

"Trust me." Mo Xu warmed up Xiu Xiu and explained the details of the "Weapon Puppet". The opponent's energy was much higher than theirs, but they had the advantage of intelligence. Xiu Xiu had two skills and attribute restraint. If they could take advantage of Ming Yang's underestimation of the enemy, their chances of winning were great.

What he just said to Cha Ling about wood overcoming earth was not entirely a joke. This was also one of the factors he took into consideration. The attribute of restraint can amplify the attack, and coupled with the strong burst of Xiu Xiu, it might not be a killer move.

Through Mo Xu's analysis, Xiu Xiu also understood the opponent's situation. According to Mo Xu's analysis, he could indeed fight.

Xiu Xiu felt relieved and ate the food happily. She felt a little excited and expectant in her heart, as it was finally her turn to bully others.

Mo Xu accompanied Xiu Xiu to eat snacks while discussing possible tactics. He appeared calm and confident on the surface, but in fact he was more nervous than Xiu Xiu who was about to go into battle.

After all, this was the first actual battle between Mo Xu and Xiu Xiu, and he didn't dare to say that he would win 100%. He also knew that the intermediate warehouse exchange qualification thrown by Ming Yang was a bait, but the bait was so tempting that he thought it was worth a fight.

After finishing the meal, 20 minutes had passed, which was considered late. But Mo Xu was not in a hurry and continued to walk slowly. Making the opponent anxious is also a part of psychological warfare, and any small details that increase the chances of winning cannot be missed.

-

Mo Xu was about ten minutes late when he arrived, which was just reaching Mingyang's limit of patience. If he arrived a little later, Mingyang would probably call Mo Xu to question him.

"I thought some people really deserted." As soon as Mo Xu came in, Ming Yang mocked impatiently.

"That's not the case. I just didn't take it seriously." Mo Xu was very good at trash talking.

Cha Ling arrived a little earlier than Mo Xu. Seeing Mo Xu arrive, she also stood up and walked over.

"It's useless to be good at talking. What matters is the powerful fists. Otherwise, the better your mouth is, the worse your fate will usually be." Ming Yang said coldly.

"Then please ask Miss Cha to be our referee and bear witness. I will try my best to show mercy." Mingyang said and walked into the competition venue.

"Are you sure?" Cha Ling was still a little worried.

"About 60 percent." Mo Xu gave a conservative estimate. In fact, he felt that the chances of winning were 70 percent.

"Okay." Now that things had come to this, she didn't say anything more. It was enough for Mo Xu to know what was going on.

The two of them walked into the arena one after the other and took their positions.

This stadium pales in comparison to the city stadium. It is a private stadium that is usually rented out for beastmaster duels. Small competitions or events are also held in private stadiums. Although it is not big, it is enough for spirit-level beastmasters.

This stadium is near the association and very close to the city center, so there is usually a lot of traffic.

Soon someone with sharp eyes spotted Ming Yang: "Isn't this the second young master of the Ming family? Is he the one who wants to fight?"

"Have you read the news? The contract he signed was with the "Armored Puppet."

"Isn't that military control? Can this be achieved?"

"Who told him that his family has connections? Let's go and take a look."

Before the duel between the two began, there were already more than twenty spectators surrounding them.

Mingyang was even more proud when he saw that there were so many people around. He wanted nothing more than to beat Mo Xu up in public.

Mo Xu and Ming Yang stared at each other from a distance in the arena. Soon, a puppet was summoned and knelt on one knee towards Ming Yang.

"Is this the 'weapon puppet'?" some viewers exclaimed in amazement.

The "Weapon and Armor Puppet" is khaki in color, and the armor on its body is also made of clay, which is integrated with the body. The facial features are faintly visible, as if it is a real soldier.

"Armor Puppet"

Rank: Intermediate Extraordinary

Attribute: earth

Energy value: 201

Features: "Heroic Spirit" has significant resistance to ghost-type energy damage, and has a certain increase in damage to ghost-type creatures.

"Perseverance" always has a small degree of resistance to damage from the front.

As expected of an excellent race, it actually has two characteristics, but fortunately it has little effect on Xiu Xiu. And the energy of 201 is lower than Mo Xu expected.

Xiu Xiu also jumped down from Mo Xu's shoulder and stood in the venue. Compared with the sturdy "Weapon Puppet", Xiu Xiu looked extremely slender.

Mingyang looked at the grass with disdain. The grass seemed to be bigger than the one he had seen a few days ago, but he was not worried. From the information he had received, the spiritual power value of this grass was only thirty or forty. Even if Mo Xu put all his effort into cultivating it, it could only be fifty at most, which was not enough.

Many people on the sidelines had never seen a species of lucky clover. A boy wearing a baseball cap asked his companion: "What is this? Plant-based? What kind?"

"It looks so weak. There's no way it can beat the Armor Puppet."

"I think so too. Is this grass extraordinary?"

Hearing that the audience overwhelmingly disagreed with Mo Xu, Ming Yang couldn't hide the smile on his face.

Mo Xu was calm and composed. It was better to be underestimated. The more the opponent underestimated him, the greater his chances of winning.

Cha Ling looked at Mo Xu, and Mo Xu nodded.

After receiving Mo Xu's signal, Cha Ling shouted, "The duel begins."