Because it was a sparring match, Pikachu was not injured even though it was judged to be the loser.
On the other hand, the Dragonking Scorpion that won the match took Pikachu's electric net and tail head-on and was heavily injured.
However, Mo Yan was already prepared. After the match ended, he immediately went up to treat the Dragonking Scorpion's wounds.
Then, Mo Yan sent out the Moon Elf that had some support abilities and ordered softly.
"Moon Elf, use Wish on the Dragonking Scorpion!"
Wish could recover half of the elf's stamina, but it could only be used on oneself in most cases.
However, as long as they were not in a battle environment, Wish could slowly take effect as long as the Dragonking Scorpion and the Moon Elf changed positions.
At the same time, Mo Yan suddenly glanced at little Abotholu and realized that it was indeed staring at them.
"Abotholu!"
When little Abotholu noticed Mo Yan's gaze, it subconsciously turned its head away, pretending not to care.
Mo Yan secretly smiled, then took the initiative to walk toward little Abotholu.
"Lu …"
Little Abotholu, who had been sitting, immediately stood up. Although it did not show any obvious wariness or uneasiness, Mo Yan could feel that its body was slightly tense.
"Do you still remember our agreement?" Mo Yan crouched down and looked at little Abotholu at eye level.
It blinked, not sure what Mo Yan was up to. After a moment of hesitation, it nodded slowly.
"Although you can become stronger by eating and drinking well every day, if you don't go through hard training and a lot of actual combat, you won't be able to use your strength even if you have a body full of strength.
So, are you willing to train with us now? "
After coming to Rainbow City, Mo Yan did not stop training, but he did not take the initiative to let little Abotholu participate. He even purposely let it watch from the sidelines.
Ignoring the fact that Soroilhac and the others' strength left little Abotholu in the dust, the Dragonking Scorpion's strength provoked little Abotholu time and time again.
What one could not obtain was always in turmoil!
Little Abotholu always remembered the agreement with Mo Yan, but it was also because of this that it was in no position to take the initiative to join the training.
'I help you become stronger just to make you leave me?'
Elves were still a little naive. Mo Yan's intelligence was also aware of this, which was why he purposely ignored little Abotholu for a few days.
Then he took the initiative to invite it.
"Abotholu!"
Little Abessolu looked calm on the surface, but his body took a step forward without hesitation. His intentions were clear.
"Abotholu!" Abotholu smiled, "Abotholu's," said. "Abotholu!" Abotholu.
Soon, Moyan's life became peaceful and regular again. Every morning, he would have his morning training at 6 am, breakfast at 8: 30 am, and from 9 am onwards, he would attend classes according to his own preferences.
As a special auditing student, Silent's student account allowed her to see the entire school's schedule, the style of the lecturers, the content of the lectures, and so on.
Mo Yan spent most of his time in the classroom until five in the afternoon. He was like a shriveled Mongonaia, madly absorbing the rare raindrops.
However, Mo Yan did not expect this. The only thing he did not expect was that after his first public class, the students' curiosity towards him increased instead of decreasing.
At first, only the students from the Trainer's Academy were madly chasing after Mo Yan's back.
However, it gradually became a topic of discussion in the entire school.
Today, whose class did Teacher Mo go to listen to?
Many students even reacted. The teachers who were always late or used to deal with the class had changed their attitudes.
Not only did they wear suits every day, but they also became especially serious in class. They even took the initiative to ask the students' opinions after class.
Clearly, they were also worried that if Mo Yan, this special auditing student, suddenly came to the class, they could not lose their prestige in front of the students.
Faced with the onlookers, Mo Yan did not teleport Lalouras over in the end.
Although he had thought of teleporting to and from class every day, it would seem too arrogant and would instead cause disgust.
Even the most earth-shattering hot news would eventually be taken away by time. Moreover, Mo Yan was only the champion of the Quasi-heavenly King Tournament, not the champion of the Alliance.
Sure enough, after being silently stared at as a Quasi-god for a few days, the number of students watching his class instantly decreased.
Apart from the students who would occasionally turn around to size him up, there were no longer so many onlookers at the door.
Every day after dinner, Mo Yan would spend the rest of his time training his sprites. Little Abosolu was naturally the most important.
Mo Yan was already very familiar with basic training. However, it was precisely because it was basic training that it was very important for the young Abosolu.
Abosolu's racial value was average, but the distribution was very reasonable. The moves it could learn were also very suitable for its own strengths.
Sneak attacks, mental blades, slashes, sword dances, and so on were all very compatible with Abosolu's sharp crescent-shaped horns to create all kinds of powerful effects.
Coupled with the fact that Abosolu could undergo super evolution in the future, Mo Yan had even higher expectations for it in the future.
Fortunately, little Abosolu wasn't afraid of fighting because of its experience with the Hunting Bandits. Instead, it formed an obsession to become stronger, so it never complained during training.
Little Abosolu's desperate attitude also provoked the Dragonlord Scorpion and Pikachu. The former naturally didn't want to let its underling go.
The latter didn't want to be surpassed again, even though it was clearly the first one to come.
As for the other Quasi-heavenly King sprites, although their basic training was still going on, it was far less than the Dragonlord Scorpion and the others.
The promotion above Quasi-heavenly King was limited not only by talent, but also by perception and mental training. The improvement from regular training was very, very small.
Therefore, during this period, Mo Yan would take turns to accompany Soroilhac and the others to watch the replays of their matches, carefully analyzing the problems and possibilities of improvement.
After participating in the Quasi-heavenly King Tournament, Soroilhac and the others had improved quite a bit.
Heruga and the others had completed a small breakthrough one after another in the month after the tournament. The speed of their growth surprised Mo Yan.
Day after day, when it was Saturday again, the news that Mo Yan was going to conduct his second public class was once again discussed by the students on the campus forum.
This time, the public class was held directly in the gymnasium. Many smart students immediately realized that this public class was very likely to be a practical lesson.
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