Looking at the Megalodon Shark flying over, Mo Yan smiled knowingly and could not help but stroke the other party's big, slippery fish head.
To be honest, the Megalodon Shark was one of the few sprites in Mo Yan's team that did not have too many flaws. Its advantage in speed was a threat to most sprites.
If one had to say what other aspect of the Megalodon Shark that could be improved in a short period of time, it would be a super unique skill that could determine the outcome of a battle, just like the Geng Gui.
Therefore, in addition to the basic training that the Megalodon Shark had to do every day, it needed to develop a new super unique skill, just like the Geng Gui.
The development suggestion that Mo Yan gave was for the Megalodon Shark to start from the Tidal Vortex skill that had already become its instinct and the Water Jet that it was most familiar with.
"You're next, Marsala!"
"Niu La!"
Marsala walked forward and sharpened her sharp bone claws, also looking like she was listening to the lecture seriously.
"Marsala, your training is more special. It's learning!" Mo Yan said as he took out a book called "Analysis of the Body Structure of Sprites".
"Niu La?"
Marsala moved her ears, wondering if she had heard wrong.
"You didn't hear wrong. As the purest assassin-type sprite in the team, all the content of your training needs to support your one-hit kill!"
"In this month, you will be by my side. I will use all my free time to teach you the content of the book."
"Even if you meet an opponent that you have never seen before, you will be able to find some common fatal weaknesses through its body structure and kill it in one hit!"
After listening to Mo Yan's words, although Marsala was still a little reluctant, she trusted her own trainer and nodded to show that she understood.
After dealing with another one, Mo Yan let out a light breath, then looked at the Gentleman Crow that he had been waiting for a long time.
"Gentleman Crow, you will have a lot of things to learn this month. The first is to train your take-off and landing speed to pass."
"Caw –"
The Gentleman Crow nodded obediently. Ever since the evolution, the Gentleman Crow's body had more than doubled in size. The flying skills that it could use in the past were now used with difficulty.
Not to mention Moyan, even Gentlemanly Crow himself was secretly anxious.
How important was the agility of a flying-type sprite? Only when it truly became a big bird could it understand.
"There are pros and cons to getting bigger. Not all flying skills need to be trained."
"For example, the turning radius of the Flying Swallow's Back is too large, and it's no longer suitable for you. You can directly abandon it …"
Mo Yan analyzed the flying skills one by one. At the same time, he also told the Gentleman Crow a few flying skills that needed intensive training on the first day.
At this time, the Gentleman Crow could only nod its head in agreement, indicating that it would do its best to train.
"Of course, what I said might not be right. The Chief Gentleman Crow is not small either. You can communicate with it more."
"Ga!"
When the gentleman crow heard this, he didn't want to stay any longer. After getting Mo Yan's permission, he flapped his wings and flew off to find his mother.
In the end, only Soroilhac was left.
As Mo Yan's Starter Sprite, Soroilhac didn't fight often.
A big reason for this was that Mo Yan had always treated it as the last trump card in his hand.
However, most of the opponents he faced were often not enough for him to fight with all his strength.
The most recent appearance of Soroilhac was when Mo Yan fought against Athena. In the end, he even used a Dark Blasting Ball to determine the victory.
But even in this battle, Soroilhac still didn't use its full strength. After all, it didn't even use its best illusions.
For Soroilhac, Mo Yan didn't need to ask it to improve in this month. The title of team leader was enough for him to have no reason to slack off.
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But in the long run, Mo Yan had already thought of an excellent way to increase the strength of Soroilhac's illusions.
"Lalouras, according to what we said before, use the Nightmare Orb to help Soroilhac practice its illusions!"
"Got it, Mo Mo!"
"Ku Suo!"
After explaining the training content of all the Sprites, Mo Yan naturally started to guide the Sprites in their training. However, he felt his ear being pulled lightly.
"Pichu, what's wrong?" Mo Yan shook his shoulder and tilted his head to ask.
"Qiu ~ Pichu Qiu ~"
Pichu pointed at itself pitifully, then jumped down from his shoulder and used Electric Shock to hit a big tree next to it.
"You want to participate in the training too?"
"Qiu!"
Pichu's eyes lit up and it quickly nodded. Then, its body suddenly exploded with a blue light of evolution!
The blue light dissipated, and a cute electric mouse appeared in front of Mo Yan and the Sprites.
"It evolved …" Mo Yan sighed softly. Then, he realized that Pichu … oh no, Pikachu might really want to fight.
"Are you ready? It's not the first time you've seen everyone train. It's very tough. "
"Pikachu!"
Pikachu straightened its body and clenched its little fists seriously. Its little black eyes were full of seriousness.
Then, Pikachu's body suddenly lit up with electricity, and a bolt of lightning shot out and fiercely struck the empty ground at the side.
"Lightning! You've understood it after evolving? Looks like you didn't drink Honey Milk all these years for nothing. "Mo Yan smiled, then quickly became serious again.
"Since you're ready, then work hard!"
"Pikachu!"
… …
One month later.
"You've only been back for two days, and you're going to participate in the competition again. Look at how happy those Sprite Apprentices are. Don't you mind at all?"
George looked at Mo Yan, who was packing his luggage, and deliberately teased him.
"They respect me, not hate me. Don't look at how you two teach them every day. When they go out in the future, won't they talk about me the most?"
After training in seclusion in the Forest for a month, Mo Yan's eloquence didn't falter at all. The reason was that he had to teach Marsala every day.
Looking at Marsala's dumbfounded expression every day, Mo Yan wanted to slap himself twice, but he could only rack his brains and continue.
Fortunately, the final results were not bad. Marsala already had a new understanding of "Vital Attack".
"That makes sense. Boss, you're too evil!" Mark, who was slow to realize this, slapped his thigh, full of dissatisfaction.
"Hehe, if you can subdue six evil elemental spirits, I'll give you the position of Dojo Master right now." Mo Yan didn't even turn his head, but his words were fatal.
Mark was furious, but he couldn't refute. He could only look at Auntie Qiao for help.
George shrugged, looking like he wanted to help but couldn't. "I can't help you subdue six evil elemental spirits either."
(* ° Д °) * (* ━ *)
Mark: Is that what I'm talking about?!
"Okay, I'm going to set off! I'll leave the task of guarding the house to you guys! "
"Don't worry."
"Go go go, hurry … bring the trophy back, hahaha …"
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