"Mo Fan, Mo Fan..." The little loli ran nervously to her position on the stage.
"Girl, I'm here." Mo Fan lay there and waved to her tiredly.
Mo Fan really didn't have the strength to get up. After the battle, all the injuries on his body suddenly started to appear together. The pain made him really unsteady on his feet.
"You... you lost a lot of blood." Lingling saw that Mo Fan's face was covered with blood, and her eye circles couldn't help but turn red.
Before entering the gym, Mo Fan was still running around and looking handsome. Now there are countless blood stains on his body, especially the wounds on his cheeks, which extend from his forehead to the bridge of his nose, and then from both sides to the side of his face. Lingling could imagine how dangerous it was for Mo Fan to deal with the banshee. If the wound was deeper than this, he would be dead.
Seeing the old-fashioned little Lingling crying, Mo Fan couldn't help but grin.
This girl is a little girl after all.
The rescue team soon sent a magician over. She was a healing magician.
"Beauty, will I be disfigured?" Mo Fan couldn't help but ask when he saw this healing mage wearing a milky white uniform.
"No, this kind of injury won't take long to heal." The healing woman smiled and began to treat Mo Fan's injuries.
Mo Fan has seen the magic of healing magic before. Sure enough, the wounds that are deep into the flesh are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye under the milky white light. Even the skin on the face is slowly growing. !
"You didn't die even though you were like this, and I'm convinced." Zhao Manyan, who had a yellow head on his head, walked over and looked at Mo Fan who was being treated.
Zhao Manyan himself was not much better. The number of green and yellow banshees he had to deal with on the third floor was definitely no less than 20. Looking at the wounds on his body, you knew that he was also in danger of his life.
"Okay, go and get the merit, don't forget my thunder spirit seed." Mo Fan said to Zhao Manyan.
"Then I won't be polite to you anymore." Zhao Manyan nodded, glanced at the messy venue and said, "With the Thunder Spirit Seed, you can probably enter the main campus with a very high profile."
"Main campus??" Mo Fan asked in confusion.
"Don't you know, the Qing Campus is actually just the Pearl Academy... let's call it the outer campus. A large number of people who have been admitted to the Pearl Academy gather here. All students who enter the school will be able to stay here for four years. However, as long as Once your strength reaches a certain level, you can take the main campus assessment. You can ask the entire Qing Campus, which has more than 30,000 students, which one of them is not training hard to get into the main campus??" Zhao Manyan sat next to him, There is no rush to claim this achievement.
Zhao Manyan was actually a little hesitant. He was able to save more than a hundred parasitized girls this time because Mo Fan had sacrificed his life to kill the female demon. Presumably these people will be very grateful to the person who saved their lives afterwards. This honor should have gone to Mo Fan. It feels a bit unconscionable for me to take it like this.
However, Zhao Manyan did not intend to refuse.
He also knows what kind of person Mo Fan is, and believes that the meaning of a thunder spirit species to him is much greater than the contributions he has received.
Mo Fan sold his name to him, and his Zhao Manyan family was willing to spend money to buy it, so it was a happy cooperation!
After Zhao Manyan left, Lingling looked at Mo Fan in surprise and asked in confusion: "It was obviously you who killed the demon mother, why did you say it was him? Don't you know that this incident has a great impact? You use your own The power has saved so many people, and the benefits have been many!"
"Improvement in strength is more important to me. Spirit-level thunder seeds are too expensive and I simply can't afford them. If I don't improve my strength, I'm afraid I'll still be a scumbag in the hunter competition two years later." Mo Fan gasped. Said in one breath.
"But... why should I give it to him, just because he is a child of a noble family?" Lingling pouted, looking a little unhappy.
Only she knew that Mo Fan had done this with his fists from beginning to end. He was the one who should have been praised and commended. Why did he suddenly turn into a thug Zhao Manyan? Just because this Zhao Manyan belongs to a noble family. Disciple?
"I want to do it myself, but don't mess with me. I really need that spiritual thunder seed, so the person who killed the mother demon is Zhao Manyan, and that's enough." Mo Fan said seriously.
"Okay." Lingling seemed unhappy, her little cheeks bulging, and she murmured, "You just talked about the hunter competition, do you want to participate?"
"Well, you must participate, and you want to win the first prize!" Mo Fan nodded seriously.
"Hunter Contest is filled with the most outstanding young hunters in the country. They are experienced and well-informed, and all of them have experienced hundreds of battles. It is very difficult to win the first prize!" Lingling said.
"So, I will work hard to improve my strength in the past two years." Mo Fan said
Lingling had heard from Mo Fan about the hunter competition a few days ago.
Lingling originally thought that Mo Fan just wanted to give it a try, but now it seems that he is very obsessed with the Hunter Competition, and even gave up this extremely noble honor in exchange for a spiritual thunder seed that can enhance his strength!
The hunter competition is held every four years.
The rewards should be the most luxurious among all domestic competitions!
In order to become famous, many young hunters will try their best to win the championship in this hunter competition.
Lingling was also puzzled. In fact, she felt that it would still be too early for Mo Fan to participate in the Hunter Contest two years later, let alone win the first prize!
"Hey, are you here for the first prize??" Lingling suddenly realized something and asked.
"kindness."
"If I remember correctly, the first prize is a wing magic tool. This wing magic tool is indeed the most expensive and luxurious thing, but it is not a magic tool that you completely need now. I think it is better to have a wing magic tool. There isn’t a single piece of armor and magic equipment, and the amount of magic equipment on your body is pitiful.” Lingling said.
Lingling has actually met many children from aristocratic families. Those outstanding children from aristocratic families have at least half a set of magic equipment, which is more than their own magic skills.
Look at Mo Fan again. He is obviously much stronger than the children of the aristocratic family. From head to toe, he only wears the blood beast boots that are pretty easy to handle. As for the sickle bone shield, it cannot be considered a magic weapon at all. It cannot adapt to the current level. battle!
Lingling thinks that it is best for magic to bring the main magic tools, namely shield magic tool, armor magic tool, and magic slaying tool, to the mobile phone separately, and forget about the wing magic tool. This thing is rare.
Mo Fan saw that Lingling's analysis was clear and logical, but he did not explain it.
"Forget it, I'll just keep it quiet." Lingling didn't ask any more questions, but agreed with Mo Fan's approach.
Mo Fan glanced at her.
The little girl said very seriously: "Everyone always has a reason to want to become stronger."
Mo Fan was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but laugh.
…
Yes, everyone has a reason to become stronger, and the reasons for many people to become stronger are often very simple.
At least mine is somewhat simple.
There is an angel in my heart, how can I let her have no wings
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Lying on the stretcher, Mo Fan rested his head on his hands and looked at the sky.
The dome was trampled by a giant beast, and you can see the beautiful night sky at a glance...
Tired and sleepy, she couldn't help but think that the smile on her face when she saw the wing magic tool would be as beautiful as the starry sky!
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