Realistic Game

The mental power in the mage tower fluctuates steadily and gradually converges. It is clear that it has successfully broken through and is adapting to the current state.

"How can I make up for the time to practice?"

Mo Lan was lost in thought, and he wanted to give reasonable compensation to those in the service association.

There is no shortage of pure wealth. They can become elite members of the Mage Association, and even the elders and vice-chairmen. Many of them have a guild behind them.

In the 500-person Mage Association, there are more than 200 people backed by the guild. The last time they are named in a guild, they don’t join, they don’t have actual positions, but to receive money, they only need occasional help.

And the remaining two hundred people are not invited, but just don't want to. They can exchange the money and resources they need after completing some tasks in the association. They don't need to be named guilds, and they don't want to name guilds.

Even ordinary members of the Mage Association are extremely popular from the outside world. This is the gold content of the Mage Association.

So simply compensating for wealth doesn't make any sense, even in Mo Lan's eyes, this is simply an insult to them.

Just like Mo Lan himself, if someone takes money to ask him to help with work, and thus delays his own research and cultivation, Mo Lan will not even look at him, and even feel uncomfortable, no matter how much money is used.

So the first thing to exclude is financial compensation.

"Magic Treasures? Forget it, there is no difference between low-level ones and money, and high-level associations are currently not available.

How about technical library points? Hiss, it's a bit interesting, but it doesn't mean much. Give them time, and they can earn points for their own research, which is also beneficial to their own growth. "

Mo Lan had a headache and frowned her eyebrows.

"It would be great if there is time for spells, and the time will be doubled directly, twenty-four hours a day will be used for management, and another 48 hours will be used for cultivation and research."

When Mo Lan complained about it, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind.

"Wait, the research doesn't count, if it's cultivation, then maybe there is a way!"

However, at this time, a familiar voice sounded, interrupting Mo Lan's thoughts.

"Mo God Mo God, are you doing any activities here? They are all standing outside."

"No, eh, Yi Fei, why are you here? Are you all here too?"

Mo Lan condensed his thoughts, and after taking a few notes on the notepad, he looked at the people coming, and said in surprise.

"Yo, we didn't bother you? I'm sorry, I didn't say a word in advance when I came."

Yi Fei noticed Mo Lan's movements and said apologetically.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't bother."

"Oh, that's good, if I accidentally interrupted Mo Shen's inspiration, then I would be guilty.

By the way, it's wrong, I'm here this time, there are mainly two things.

First of all, what you said to us last time is that I think everyone is here, and then we will discuss it together. "

Yi Fei didn't click through, but Mo Lan reacted as soon as he heard it and nodded.

"Secondly, it's to take our association's method of changing the rank of Swordbreaker Swordsman. The points collected should be enough to exchange for a technique with constant spells, right?"

"Oh, that's enough, then you go and go through the program.

But...the Sword Breaker? "

Mo Lan looked at Yi Fei thoughtfully, and the others were slightly different.

The name of this profession makes them a little fanciful.

"Hey, this is the last thing. One of our association wants to challenge you."

Yi Fei said with some embarrassment.

"He wanted to challenge before. The taillights of the car that you dumped were invisible. No way. Now it is hard to see the taillights of the car. He quickly seized the opportunity to see how far away from Moshen.

In addition, by the way, I will also show Mo Shen the profession of Sword Breaker, and it will be a good price when I estimate it.

The profession of Sword Breaker is not weak. "

I have to say that Yi Fei is very good at talking, and he obviously wants to challenge Mo Lan, but he puts his posture on the extreme ground, making people unhappy.

"That's him."

Yi Fei pointed to the player behind him who was looking at Mo Lan with a cold face, with a slight arrogance on his face.

Seeing this, Yi Fei smiled.

"Professional player was born, there is a sense of arrogance, Mo Shen forgive me."

However, before Yi Fei finished speaking, the man spoke.

"Kill you, one sword is enough."

The surrounding mage's eyes suddenly got wrong when they heard the words. The eyes that had originally watched lively became cold instantly, but they didn't say anything, didn't make any movements, but the elements in the air became agitated unknowingly.

At this moment, there are at least a hundred three-ring spells in preparation, and they can be released at any time.

The mage never beeps.

The smile on Mo Lan's face stagnated, and the hand behind him pressed down.

And Yi Fei's expression turned gloomy in an instant, and he was about to say something. Before he could speak, a voice rang in the direction of the mage tower.

"Challenge the president? What kind of thing are you, can any cat or dog challenge the president?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the mage tower, and saw one man carrying a steel staff with eyebrows in his hand.

An egg-thick rod, with a pure steel ball slightly larger than a fist at the top near the eyebrows, symbolically inlaid with a piece of crystal in the middle, insisting that he is a staff.

Seeing a smile on his face, Mo Lan turned his head and said to Yi Fei.

"Yi Fei, this person on my side happened to have just been promoted to the Fourth Ring Mage.

What is your.... called? "

"he is......"

Yi Fei waved his hand as soon as he was about to say Mo Lan.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter what it is called, he just happened to be promoted.

It's better to let the two of them fight, lest I end up bullying the juniors a little bit. "

"Mo Lan, you..."

"Shut up!"

A cold light flashed in Yi Fei's eyes, he shouted in a low voice, and then looked at Mo Lan with a smile on his face.

"That's okay, where does Mo Shen plan to be?"

Yi Fei took the steps of Mo Lan and went down.

"Just here."

Mo Lan said aloud.

"Put away your spells one by one, so you are not ashamed of it.

You have never seen it in the world. Tell others in advance that you are proud to cast spells, right?

Next time, I will add a special lesson on how to cover up elemental fluctuations before casting, which is shameful.

Now all of them are scattered for me, leaving a one-hundred-meter circle for them to duel. "

The surrounding wizards stepped away while hearing the words, but Yi Fei was startled when he heard the words.

"This one hundred meters? Do you want to go a little further?"

"it's okay no problem."

Mo Lan waved his hand. Seeing this face, the swordsman player coldly snorted and walked towards Zhang Guangmo.

In a short while, a one-hundred-meter circle was emptied, and Mo Lan organized a manual cast, using a five-centimeter-high ladder to indicate the scope of the circle.

"When you go out of the circle, you lose, and when you die, the battle begins when the stone in my hand falls."

Mo Lan threw out the stone in his hand, and everyone focused on it.

Boom!

The moment the stone fell to the ground, the long sword was unsheathed, and a peculiar energy vibrated in the swordsman's body.

The sharp blade came out of its sheath, and the white light flashed, and everyone's hearts were slightly cold.

Although this swordsman is proud, he has some strength, and this profession seems to be a bit restraining the mage, Zhang Guangmo...

Everyone turned their heads to look at Zhang Guangmo~www.novelmt.com~ but he disappeared instantly, leaving only four waves of spells in place.

A spell bloomed with dazzling brilliance, as if looking directly at the sun, except for the members of the association who had used the spell to protect it in advance, everyone was blinded by the flash.

In the light technique, a wave of spells fell around the swordsman, and all the wizards who observed with mental power found that the elements and air around the swordsman were all disturbed, and there was no law at all.

The swordsman who suddenly lost his senses bowed his waist and slashed his sword around!

The sword left traces, and the disturbing elements seemed to be cut off by the long sword, but nothing was found.

Zhang Guangmo appeared silently on top of his head, and the staff in his hand fell towards his head instantaneously. The speed was fast, but he didn't make a whistle. Even the strong wind disappeared, quiet and weird.

boom!

Yi Fei and the others recovered their vision, opened their eyes and saw a headless corpse fall down, Zhang Guangmo held the staff and shook his head disdainfully.

"Kill you, one stick is enough."