Beast Summoner

Li Zhenbang hurriedly stopped her from continuing. If she did this twice more, both of his arms would be useless.

"Auntie, auntie, I was wrong, please don't move!"

The girl in red was obedient, with tears in her eyes. She spread her legs on both sides of Li Zhenbang's body and sat upright on Li Zhenbang's lap without moving. This posture was as indecent as it was indecent, as well as ambiguous.

How ambiguous.

The audience looked at the two people who were motionless on the field, as if they were in an erotic scene. It was hard to imagine that just now the two people were fighting for life and death, and now they were in this posture in front of the public.

Jin Wannian's face became strange, he cleared his throat and said loudly: "Bing'er, can you come down now?"

"Grandpa Jin, no! He said he wouldn't let me move!" the girl in red said with a cry.

"Uh, grandma, what I mean is that I won't let you touch me. Just go down. If you don't go down, I will be crushed to death by you!" Li Zhenbang said in rough clothes. Although he was injured, his body sensation was still there.

Now, he knew very well that the girl in red and his current posture were very indecent.

"Asshole! I'm not that heavy!" The girl in red said and sat down hard.

Although Li Zhenbang is young, people in this world are very precocious, not to mention that his actual age is not as simple as his physical age, so he has already had some physiological reactions.

The girl in red was sitting on his lower abdomen. When she pushed down, her body naturally slid down a little, and her buttocks naturally touched Li Zhenbang's awkward spot. The girl in red was stunned for a moment, and then she quickly reacted, as if

Like a cat whose tail was stepped on, it screamed and jumped up.

Li Zhenbang hurriedly sat up to cover up the embarrassment in his lower body. Although there were two thumbnails stuck on his shoulders, this kind of injury is not a big deal in this world. As long as the medicine is used properly, there won't even be a scar. Of course it hurts.

It was still unavoidable. Li Zhenbang's face became red and covered with sweat. He didn't know whether it was pain or other reasons...

The host glanced at the small piece of incense that was left, and hesitantly walked onto the stage. The host was naturally not a mortal, and he also saw Li Zhenbang's last sword strike.

If the incense has burned out, he can definitely say that the two are tied, but the incense is still burning. Judging from the current results, the winner is naturally the team of the girl in red, Murong Bing. But if Murong Bing's team is declared the winner

If so, it would be too unfair to Li Zhenbang.

However, the game always has a result. The host stood on the field, looked at the audience, and then looked at Jin Wannian for help.

Jin Wannian hesitated for a moment and said loudly: "After my observation and careful consideration, I declare that the result of this game is a draw!"

The audience was in an uproar. It was clear that Li Zhenbang fell to the ground seriously injured, and the incense was not burned out. The result should be that they lost. Especially how could those who bet be willing to accept it? A draw meant that Li Zhenbang and the others succeeded, and their investment would

All wasted.

Although Jin Wannian is the dean, the deputy leader of the Royal Mercenary Corps, and a gold holy magician, this does not affect their pursuit of justice. Some people began to clamor, shouting about the shady

.

To everyone's surprise, before Jin Wannian could speak, Murong Bing shouted for silence. The voice contained the power of fighting spirit, which drowned out everyone's voices, and the audience also fell silent.

Everyone looked at the girl in red with strange eyes. They felt that the girl in red was also dissatisfied with Jin Wannian's decision, so they all looked like they were watching a good show.

"Grandpa Jin, thank you for your kindness. But if you lose, you lose. There is nothing you can't afford to lose. If you don't even dare to admit defeat, how can I make progress in the future? If you really do it for my own good, you

Just judge normally!" Murong Bing looked at Jin Wannian with stubborn eyes.

"Bing'er, I read you right! Okay, then I will announce it directly." A smile appeared on Jin Wannian's face. He was originally worried that Murong Bing would be confused, so he announced that the two were tied. Murong Bing was not him

His granddaughter is the granddaughter of his old friend, but he has always treated her as his own granddaughter.

Jin Wannian glanced at the audience with a serious face. The audience did not even dare to express their anger, especially the students from Carlo Royal Academy who were clamoring just now. They all buried their heads deeply for fear of offending these people.

As a dean, each of them felt that Jin Wannian seemed to be looking at them.

"You just shouted about shady things. The reason why I didn't say anything is because there are indeed elements of shady things." Although Jin Wannian said this, there was no apology in his tone, as if this was a common thing.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar. They just shouted casually to vent their dissatisfaction. Unexpectedly, Jin Wannian actually admitted it.

"But this shady story is different from what you think. I have selfish motives, that's why I say it's a draw. In fact, the real winner of this game should be Li Zhenbang! You heard me right, he is the one with the finger tiger stuck in his body.

Little guy!" Jin Wannian pointed at Li Zhenbang and smiled apologetically at him.

Li Zhenbang responded with a smile, expressing his understanding. Looking at Murong Bing's name for Jin Wannian, he knew that there was a close relationship between the two, and Jin Wannian was a famous calf protector.

In the past, he also eliminated all the Poison Sect students for his own sake. Of course, it was not all because of himself, but he did benefit from it. Protecting the calf also has to distinguish between close and distant. If he were him this time, I am afraid he would protect him.

Even more powerful.

The audience at the scene became even more puzzled, but they did not continue shouting. They believed that Dean Jin Wannian would give them an explanation.

"I can tell you clearly that if this little guy hadn't held back his hands at the last moment, then Murong Bing would have been a dead body! If he hadn't held back his hands, Murong Bing would not have stabbed him. I believe Murong Binglin

Even if the attack before death can hurt him, it can't kill him. I firmly believe that the final winner must be him! So I solemnly declare here that the winner of the final game is this team of ten little guys.

!”

After Dean Jin Wannian finished speaking, he turned around and left the field. Li Zhenbang was also carried away by medical staff for treatment. The audience at the scene stared with big eyes and small eyes, and they were all dumbfounded.

No one noticed that in the audience, a blond, blue-eyed, feminine young man in his twenties stared fiercely at Li Zhenbang's leaving back...