Chapter 211: Ardent Admirer
It wasn't until the next morning that Mojiaer opened his eyes, pulled out the fate card with only more than two million soul points left, and stood up and moved for a while.
The injuries in the body were mostly healed under the continuous treatment of the fifth-level secret book 'Water Source', and the soul power in the Divine Court was restored to a state of five sixths under the full absorption and transformation of 8 hours, which did not affect today's battle.
Mogar returned to her room on the third floor, washed up, and discussed yesterday's battle situation with Griffitz while eating breakfast brought by Griffiths, and under her guidance, intentionally or unintentionally, she seemed to have a different understanding of the use of wind magic.
After eating breakfast, he walked out of the room, just stood in the corridor, and found that someone opened the door and walked out of the room at the end of the corridor on the other side, he was stunned, although he hadn't been to the library for a long time, but in his impression, only his one of the five rooms on the third floor had been used in the past few years.
The man on the other side was obviously stunned, and he shouted at Mojiaer:
"Hey, how did you live here?"
Mo Jiaer smiled slightly, did not answer, went straight to the middle, and was about to walk down the stairs, but the man did not give up, rushed over directly, blocked in front of Mo Jiaer, stared with his head high, and waited for him to answer.
Mo Jiaer lowered his head slightly, this person is about eight years old, it should be a freshman of this class, he suddenly admired the courage of this newcomer, in the face of a strong man who did not know the strength, this person could be so reasonable, and finally he replied:
"I've always lived here!"
"No! yes! This is where my idol lived, and this room has not been used since he died. ”
"Oh, who is your idol?"
"I must also know my idol, it should be a strong man in your current class, or one less than you, Mogar Sinle Carlo! There are too many legends, such as subduing a powerful eighth-level dragon clan demonic beast, and for example... Hey, I'm not done yet, by the way, hey, hey, hey, why do you live here?"
Mo Jiaer couldn't help but smile when he heard his name, squeezed directly past him, and walked towards the staircase, the man was still 'chasing after him' and chattering non-stop, and followed all the way to the front desk on the first floor, and under the sharp gaze of the fat aunt, he left in a gloomy manner.
Mo Jiaer put his hands on the table, stared at the direction the newcomer left, and asked:
"What is the origin of this kid, and why does he live in the library?"
Griffitz showed a helpless expression, glared at him fiercely, and said:
"Bernie Brandon, a little madman who is about the same as you, this year's rookie, the talent is the worst among the 120, but the combat power is the strongest, I don't know where to hear the information about you before, I simply blindly worship you, and decided to follow the path you have walked.
First, he singled out the top three talents of the three people, and one person the three of them in minutes, and caused the three of them to be severely injured to varying degrees, and then was personally ordered by the dean Goldfried to be locked up in the library for half a year, and he only regained his freedom not long ago, but he was used to life here, so he simply moved directly to the library to live.
Then he was going to fight against his direct mentor, and then he was going to subdue the six-winged flame dragon in the magma hell, and then he was going to..."
"Wait... Wait a minute, Fat Auntie, how do you know so well?"
"What he told me about it himself is also a chatter, but it's a pity that it's not a wind talent, otherwise I would like to teach him. ”
Mogar nodded, smiling dumbly, he was a little uncomfortable suddenly having a fanatical admirer, and felt that he should talk to Bernie, just subduing the Serapher would make Bernie desperate, and Bernie should not be affected by him.
Mogar grinned at Griffiths, waved his hand, and walked out of the library, still rushing to participate in today's annual competition.
Soon after arriving at the Magic Fountain Plaza, today's showdown arrangement came out, except for one lucky person who was determined by lottery and directly entered tomorrow's finals, the other 12 people were randomly choreographed, and the one who fought against Mojael was actually a skipping challenger, Wilson, who ranked third in the fourth-grade annual competition in two consecutive worlds, has a rare ice talent, although he has failed to advance many times, but his strength is undoubted.
It is also a blessing for Tomogar that he can enter the second round of battle, and Jeremi, who fought against him yesterday, is absolutely strong, and he can enter the top three in previous years, but due to the Warcraft riot last month, he happened to be doing a task on the edge of the Misty Mountain Range, and those five or six level Warcraft were driven out of the mountain range, and he was the first to bear it, and was directly crushed and seriously injured by a rampaging sixth-level 'Beast Thornback Dragon', and he did not fully recover until yesterday, and could only exert half of his strength, and finally lost in the hands of Wilson.
And there was no suspense in their battle, under the bombardment of Mojiaer's second- and third-level magic without soul power, and with the strength of the warriors, in less than twenty minutes, a fifth-level wind magic 'Wind Blade' cut Wilson's fifth-level magic 'Ice Cover' alive, and a cyan rhombic thorn pressed against Wilson's neck to end the battle.
Because the consumption is not very large, so Mojael did not rush back to the library to recover, but went to the fourth grade annual competition to watch Groot and their battle, sure enough, none of the people who can be on the 'worst list' are simple characters, Groot actually played against Britney, who was the first in the annual competition last year, and Sacura was not bad, challenging Bartlet, who was second in the annual competition last year, and even Didley was not far behind, directly challenging Brooke, who was fourth in the annual competition.
Although only Sacra won miserably, Groot and Didley were defeated, with their talents, they are sure to dominate the top three in the annual competition for years to come.
After watching the battle between the three of them, it was already evening, and Mo Jiaer threw himself into the thirteenth floor of the library building without eating dinner, consuming 600,000 soul points per hour, quickly recovering his battle qi and soul index.
At midnight, the soul point in the fate card was insufficient to leave the secret room, returned to the room on the third floor, and after washing, he did not feel sleepy at all, came to the window, leaned on the edge of the window, stared at the silver-white misty mountains illuminated by the moonlight in the distance, and exhaled a string of white mist.
Griffitz appeared and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, also quietly looking out the window, and for a moment, Mogar seemed to be talking to himself: "It's been almost six years since I left the village of Macent, and I don't know how they are doing now, Aunt Arya is getting old, is Uncle James more handsome? I don't know what the two Atwood brothers have become?..."
Griffitz pouted and smiled, and asked about his days in the village of Macente, and he fell into memory for a moment before a sentence popped up.
It was not until the early morning when the sun shone into the window that Mo Jiaer rubbed his eyes that were a little sour, and after a simple breakfast, he rushed to participate in today's game.
Soon after arriving at the Magic Fountain Square, the number of duels was announced, and it was still one lucky winner who directly entered the finals, leaving six people to face off in pairs, and the winner entered the finals, starting a four-person melee.
Mojar must defeat today's opponent, if he loses, with his level of fourth-level magician, he will definitely be at the bottom of the seventh place, if he wins, at least the sixth place, and it is up to him to decide whether to participate in the big melee after that.