Monster Refining System

"It should be like this."

Seeing Xia Fukun's expression, Hou Feiyu subconsciously became worried for the little ponytail.

It was also at this time that the two contestants on the field talked to each other, after the referee sent by Jiuyougu announced the start of the game. The expressions of the contestants from that first-class college became serious.

After all, his opponent is much stronger than himself.

And that little ponytail has a relaxed and casual look.

"This little ponytail should have two brushes. It may be your rival or not necessarily."

Hou Feiyu saw the expression of Little Ponytail, and immediately reminded Xia Fukun.

"Yep."

Xia Fukun nodded, but his eyes still subconsciously fell to the opposite side of the ring, where Jiuyou Academy was. There, beside an old man with a white beard, was sitting a young man with strong black clothes. On the young man's face, a touch of coldness can be seen.

I don't know why, Xia Fukun always felt that the little ponytail might not be the opponent of the young man in black. That young man in black is very likely to be his biggest rival!

"Come on, I heard that you are a genius at Harvard College, let me see what's so great about you at Harvard College."

The little ponytail looked at the young man opposite him and grinned. The upward arc of the mouth seemed to have a hint of sarcasm in it.

And the young man in the early Tianyuan period, who he called the genius of Harvard Academy, was gritted his teeth at this time. Immediately afterwards, his hands quickly formed a seal in front of him.

"I've heard of you. You are the genius king who claims to be a rare genius in a century, but everyone is a genius. You look down on people a little bit too much!"

As the student from Harvard College fell coldly, the seal on the front of his hands also began to take shape.

A faint light was released from before him.

This secluded light seemed to obliterate everyone's minds. Once it appeared, many weaker players felt dizzy at the scene.

Xia Fukun and others may be better, but Chang Yuxuan who was on the side fell asleep directly because of the power in this handprint.

"This student of Harvard College has something to do with it."

Xia Fukun narrowed his eyes.

Speaking of which, everyone who can participate in the competition is a genius.

Xia Fukun originally thought that the little pony tail would look a lot dignified after seeing the skills released by the opponent, but he discovered that the little pony tail had no reaction at all. Even on that face, there was still a faint sarcasm.

"Fucking? This forced him to install it all?"

Xia Fukun couldn't bear it anymore. He has always been the only one to pretend to be in front of others, but today this little ponytail is completely pretended! To be honest, he also wants to see what this little ponytail king has for tearing green onions!

Soon, the energy in the hands of the genius at Harvard College had completely formed, and under his roar, the faint green light in his hand instantly flung towards the pony tail.

The green light heard a whistling sound in the air. As if to tear up the space.

Xia Fukun couldn't help frowning.

The genius of Harvard Academy is definitely not the strongest among the people who came to the competition this time. However, only relying on his strength in the early days of Tianyuan, the power of this martial arts that could be released was already enough for a full blow in the late stage of Tianyuan!

In Xia Fukun's opinion, unless the little ponytail king has any means to press the bottom of the box, he can withstand the blow of the genius of Harvard Academy.

but--

Just when everyone felt that the king could not escape to death and could not resist...

The curvature of the corner of Wang's mouth was even more prosperous. The little pony tail behind his head suddenly rose up.

"Hehe, if you only have this strength, then don't come to the competition!"

"what!"

The genius of Harvard College didn't expect that he would hit with all his strength, and that Wang Scallion would still be so unsightly.

Isn't this looking down on people? !

However, without waiting for him to rebut, let Wang tearing the attack first and then bragging. I saw an illusory figure slowly appearing in front of the Wang tearing green onion.

Along with the appearance of that figure, a loud roar resounded throughout the venue.

"Oh? This little ponytail is still a summoner?"

Beside Xia Fukun, Hou Feiyu called out in surprise.

And, not only that.

Judging by Xia Fukun's eyesight, the Summoned Beast of the Little Ponytail King that appeared slowly, at least had the strength of the ninth peak!

This little ponytail himself is not in the late Tianyuan, how could he control a summoned beast one level higher than himself?

Does this little ponytail also have the same golden finger as the demon refining system?

Damn it! If that were the case, it would be a bit too much!

Didn’t you say that you are a pig's feet? How does this king tear the green onion?

"Host, are you a tiger? Is my demon refining system that kind of Xibei goods? Do you think everyone can have it? I think, this summoned beast that the king tears green onion, 80% of his elders have passed it on to him. It can only be used when he reaches the realm of Tianyuan."

It was also when Xia Fukun was puzzled, the demon refining system said something in Xia Fukun's mind.

"Oh, is that so?"

Xia Fukun was deeply suspicious.

Now he would often jump out of his mind when he was in the holy site before, and when he met Yang Yang who claimed to be the Immortal Venerable, Yang Yang said, he came to find something in the holy site. At that moment, he was thinking, what Yang Yang was looking for, could it be the demon refining system, right? In particular, Yang Yang's imitation of ambiguity made Xia Fukun feel that if he really reached the strength of the ninth level of the sage, then he definitely couldn't choose to go to the immortal world! If you really want to go, wouldn't it be the one who sent him to the door to give that Immortal Venerable Yang Yang?

Xia Fukun is still thinking about it. Over there, the demon refining system added:

"However, this king's family should have a little background. In his summoned beast, there is the blood of an ancient sacred beast, the Azure Dragon. If you can bring this monster beast, we will find a Suzaku or Phoenix in the future. The bloodline of the monster beast can refine the corpse of the dragon, maybe, there will be any surprises."

Xia Fukun's eyes lit up when he heard the idea of ​​the Demon Refining System.

"Brother Lian!"

"No! I just want to ask..."

"Can I catch someone else's summoned beast, too?"

"of course!"

The demon refining system smiled disdainfully.

"The reason why this Nine Nether Continent has the profession of a summoner is mainly because they can sign a contract with a monster beast. The monster beast that has signed the contract is called a summoned beast. But this kind of contract is just a low-level method in my opinion. . So, if you want to get someone else’s summoned beast over, that naturally couldn’t be easier!"

The demon refining system was originally telling the truth, but it did not expect that after saying its own words...

Xia Fukun leaned against Hou Feiyu intentionally or unintentionally.

Xia Fukun remembered... This Hou Feiyu seems to have a summoned beast Kunpeng. What rank ten comes from it?