"Mofan, Mofan …" The little loli Ling Ling nervously ran towards the stage.
"Little girl, I'm here." Mofan lay there and waved at her tiredly.
Mofan did not have the strength to get up. After the battle, the wounds on his body suddenly flared up. It was so painful that he could not stand properly.
"You … you lost a lot of blood." Ling Ling saw that Mofan's face was covered in blood. Her eyes could not help but turn red.
Before entering the stadium, Mo Fan was still running around with a handsome and confident appearance. Now, however, his body was covered with countless bloody scars, especially the one on his face. It stretched from his forehead to the bridge of his nose, and then from both sides of his face to the side of his face. Lingling could imagine just how dangerous it was for Mo Fan when he was fighting against the Demoness. If this kind of wound was any deeper, then he would have died.
Mo Fan couldn't help but grin when he saw Little Lingling, who was always acting like an old woman, crying her eyes out.
This little girl was still a little girl after all.
The rescue team quickly sent a Magician over. She was a Healer.
"Beauty, will I be disfigured?" Mofan saw the Healer in a milky white uniform and could not help but ask.
"No, these wounds will heal in no time." The Healer smiled and began to treat Mofan's wounds.
Mofan had seen the miraculous effects of Healing Magic. Sure enough, the deep wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye under the milky white light. Even the skin on his face was slowly growing back!
"You didn't die even after that. I'm impressed." Zhao Manyan with a yellow head walked over and looked at Mofan who was being treated.
Zhao Manyan was not much better. He had to deal with no less than twenty banshees on the third floor. Looking at the wounds on his body, it was clear that he had encountered a life-threatening situation.
"Alright, go and claim your reward. Don't forget about my Thunder Soul Seed," Mofan said to Zhao Manyan.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony with you." Zhao Manyan nodded. He glanced at the messy arena and said, "With the Thunder Soul Seed, I think you can enter the main campus with a very high profile."
"Main campus?" Mofan asked in confusion.
"You don't know? Right, the Azure Campus was actually just the Pearl Institute's … Let's call it the Outer Campus. A large number of people who had entered the Pearl Institute were gathered there. All the students who had entered the school were allowed to stay there for four years. However, as long as one's strength reached a certain level, they would be able to participate in the Main Campus Examination. You can go and ask around. There are more than thirty thousand students in the entire Azure Campus. Which one of them isn't desperately training for the sake of entering the main campus?? "Zhao Manyan sat to the side, not in a hurry to go and claim this achievement.
Zhao Manyan was actually a bit hesitant. This time, they were able to save more than a hundred girls who had been infected by the parasites. That was all because Mofan had risked his life to kill the Mother Beast. Presumably, these people would be extremely grateful to the person who had saved their lives. Moreover, this honor should have been Mofan's. If he were to take it away like this, he would be letting his conscience down.
However, Zhao Manyan didn't plan on refusing just like that.
He also knew what kind of person Mofan was. He believed that a Thunder Soul Seed's significance to him was far greater than these contributions.
Mofan had sold it to him, and Zhao Manyan's family was also willing to spend money to buy it. It was a happy cooperation!
After Zhao Manyan left, Ling Ling looked at Mofan with some astonishment. She didn't understand and asked, "You were clearly the one who killed the Mother Beast. Why did you say it was him? Don't you know that this matter has a huge impact? You used your own strength to save so many people. The benefits you received are not small!"
"Increasing my strength is more important to me. A Spirit Thunder Soul Seed is too expensive. I can't afford it at all. If I don't increase my strength, I'm afraid that I will still be trash in the Hunter Competition two years later." Mofan panted and said.
"But … Why should we give it to him? Just because he's a disciple of an aristocratic family?" Ling Ling pouted, clearly unhappy.
Only she knew that this matter was caused by Mofan using his own fists from the beginning to the end. The person who should be receiving praise and commendations was him. Why did he suddenly become Zhao Manyan's assistant? Was it because this Zhao Manyan was a disciple of an aristocratic family??
"I'm willing to do it. Don't ruin my plans. I really need that Spirit Thunder Soul Seed, so the person who killed the Mother Beast is Zhao Manyan. That's enough. "Mofan said seriously.
"Alright." Ling Ling didn't look too happy. Her cheeks puffed up as she muttered, "You said Hunter Competition just now. Do you want to participate?"
"Yes, I must participate, and I want to get the first prize!" Mofan nodded seriously.
"The Hunter Competition is filled with the most outstanding young hunters in the country. They are experienced, knowledgeable, and have been through hundreds of battles. It's very difficult to get the first prize!" Ling Ling said.
"That's why I have to do my best to increase my strength in these two years." Mofan said.
Ling Ling heard about the Hunter Competition from Mofan a few days ago.
Originally, Ling Ling thought that Mofan only wanted to take a gamble. However, it seemed like his obsession with the Hunter Competition was very strong. He even gave up this incomparably noble honor in exchange for a Spirit Thunder Soul Seed that could increase his strength!
The Hunter Competition was held once every four years.
Its rewards were the most extravagant among all the competitions in the country!
Many young hunters, in order to become famous, would do everything they could to become the champion of the Hunter Competition.
Ling Ling was also puzzled. Actually, she felt that it was still too early for Mofan to participate in the Hunter Competition in two years, let alone get the first prize!
"Eh? You're doing this for the first prize?" Ling Ling suddenly realized something and asked.
"Yes."
"If I remember correctly, the first prize is a Wing Magic Equipment. This Wing Magic Equipment is indeed the most extravagant thing, but it's not something you completely need right now. I feel that a Wing Magic Equipment is not as practical as a Magic Armor. The amount of Magic Equipment you have right now is pitifully small. "Ling Ling said.
Ling Ling had actually seen a lot of disciples from influential families. Those outstanding disciples of influential families had at least half a set of Magic Equipment on them, which was more than their own Magic Skills.
Looking at Mofan, his strength was clearly much stronger than the disciples of influential families. From head to toe, he only had the Blood Beast Boots. As for the Bone Scythe Shield, it couldn't even be considered a Magic Equipment. It was completely unable to adapt to the current level of battle!
Ling Ling felt that it was best to separate the Magic Equipment into the Shield, Magic Equipment, and Deathstrike Magic Equipment. As for the Wing Magic Equipment, forget about it, it was something that could only be found by chance.
Mofan saw that Ling Ling's analysis was clear and logical, but he didn't explain.
"Forget it, I won't say anything." Ling Ling didn't ask any more questions. Instead, she agreed with Mofan's approach.
Mofan glanced at her.
The little girl said very seriously, "Everyone has their own reasons for wanting to become strong."
Mofan was stunned, and couldn't help but smile.
… …
Yes, everyone has their own reasons for wanting to become strong. Many people's reasons for wanting to become strong were very simple.
At least his own was somewhat simple.
There was an angel in his heart, how could he let her not have wings?
… …
Lying on the stretcher, Mofan used his hands to pillow his head as he looked at the sky.
The dome had been trampled by a huge beast, and he could see the beautiful night sky with a single glance …
While he was sleeping, he couldn't help but think that when she saw the Wing Magic Equipment, the smile on her face would definitely be as beautiful as the starry sky!
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(It's going to be on the shelves, it's going to be on the shelves ~ ~ ~ The monthly ticket system really came out after a long wait. Unknowingly, I've been writing as a full-time Magician for two and a half months. I've experienced quite a lot of things, but no matter what happened, it's nothing to me, because my own desire to write this book is the same as Mofan's desire for a Wing Magic Equipment. I've been preparing for this book for more than two years. I've been thinking about this book even before I started writing Who Will Fight Me? I really like this book, and I've been writing it happily and peacefully for the past two months. Although I've encountered quite a few disgusting things, nothing can stop me from writing it well!)
(Subscriptions and monthly tickets are the most important statistics for a book. Normally, Uncle Luan likes to joke around with everyone, and say some witty things. However, I can't be witty today, because I'm also very nervous. I want to know what the actual results of this book are, and how many monthly tickets I'll get, and how much support everyone has for me!)
(If you vote, I'll be very grateful. I'm very grateful for everyone's support.
If you don't vote much, that's fine too. As a matter of fact, the monthly tickets won't affect my writing at all, because I believe that I'll be able to write even more brilliantly. I believe that I'll be able to receive more recognition in the future!)
(Finally, I'd like to sincerely thank everyone for their support!)
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