The second is because his fate card has not been taken out, and his soul power has reached a saturated state at this time, and there is no need to refine the elements.

The most important thing is that there is something in the dark that is stopping him from doing this, so he immediately stops, then pulls out the fate card, gets up and moves his hands and feet, and prepares to leave the secret room, a life and death crisis suddenly appears in front of him, and he doesn't have time to think about it, the murderous aura is instantly opened, and the eternal night giant sword appears in his hand, supporting the top forward with both hands.

'Boom'

Griffith's huge body was revealed, and just smashed into the giant sword with a punch, and Mojael was directly knocked into the air, and his back slammed against the wall, a mouthful of blood spurted wildly, and he almost fainted.

She withdrew her fist and said coldly: "Hmph, the reaction is quite fast, but the strength is too vain, you can't parry it if I only use the power of level six, if you use more force, this punch can blow you up, do you understand what I mean?"

Mo Jiaer sat down on the ground, and after a while, he calmed down, retracted his murderous aura, struggled to stand up, and shouted: "You are a sixth-level strength, I'm afraid it's not far from an eighth-level warrior's full blow, right? I see that you are deliberately trying to fix me!"

"I'm just going to kill you, how about it?"

“......”

Faced with the threat of a great magician, he really couldn't refute anything, snorted coldly, squeezed Griffiths away, and walked out of the secret room.

After returning to the attic of the nightmare, he sat on the sofa to calm down the chaotic atmosphere that had been beaten by Griffiths, and the corner of his eye inadvertently glanced at the briefing on the table, and when he saw the date on it, he said with some emotion:

"Time flies so fast, it's June again, counting, I've been at Kenston College for six years, poof, if I hadn't walked out of Macente Village, I'm probably still making wine with the old man, haha..."

It took him an hour and a half to recover, and without resting, he immediately threw himself into acclimatization.

Breaking through the fifth-level warrior before made his physical strength reach the middle stage of the sixth-level warrior, coupled with the increase in strength this time, he directly made his physical strength enter the late stage of the sixth-level warrior, such a large leap, as Griffiths said, at this time, the state is extremely vain, not to mention the challenge of skipping the level, I am afraid that the hidden powerful fifth-level magicians in Kenston Academy are enough for him to fight hard.

In the first two days, he used the extreme weight of the Eternal Night Greatsword to constantly overload his workouts and eliminate the feeling of rustiness little by little, during which he found that whenever his body reached its limit, a mysterious power would gush out from the depths of his body, wandering all over his body, and within a few minutes, all the fatigue would disappear and return to his full state.

And with the nourishment of the mysterious power, the strength of the body slowly increased, and he guessed that it should be the potions that Trino gave him to drink began to be revealed, and he secretly felt sorry for the windfall.

It wasn't until two days later, when all the rustiness disappeared completely, and when he reached the limit of his body, and the mysterious power no longer appeared, he stopped recovering physically.

After another night's rest, he woke up the next morning, he clenched his fists hard, and a series of explosions sounded, and the air in his palm was directly dragged and exploded, but this was full of explosive power, and he frowned.

Although he has adapted to this power in the past two days, if he does not fully control it and allow himself to reach a state of free retraction, he will cause unnecessary wear and tear in the subsequent battles with others, and sooner or later he will be dragged down.

Therefore, the next time was not rejected by Isabel, and Mojar directly pulled her as a thug, and did not use battle qi and only relied on physical strength to fight against the eighth-level magic 'Water Giant' spirit body she condensed, and it would take several days to fight.

It wasn't until five days later in the evening that the much-thinner Mogar punched the 'Water Giant' spirit that had been there for five days, and the battle was over, Mogar wiped the sweat from her forehead, nodded at Isabel, and asked with a smile:

"Have you mastered the power of this late-stage sixth-level warrior?"

"Almost, one or two more skirmishes will be able to use this strength and physique with ease. ”

Isabel couldn't help but smack her tongue and said enviously: "What a little monster, obviously only level 5 strength, but can actually have level 6 combat power, I'm afraid that in two years, I won't be your opponent!

"Beautiful sister, you exalt me too much, hahaha..."

Mo Jia left the practice room, returned to the room to take a shower, just walked out of the bathroom, while wiping his hair, before sitting on the bed, the magic bell at the gate of the courtyard was ringed, and after waiting for a while, he thought that Isabel would go to open the door, but the magic bell was still ringing, so he called a few beautiful sisters, but there was no response, he was wearing loose shorts, shirtless, wiping his hair and going downstairs to open the courtyard door.

Sakela was stunned when she saw Mogar's appearance, and then her eyes stared directly at his chest, and Mogar was also stunned for a moment, only to realize that she was '**', raised her right hand and shook it in front of Sagara's eyes, and said:

"Hey, have you seen it?

Saku came back to her senses, actually swallowed her saliva, pursed the corners of her mouth disdainfully, looked Mo Jiaer up and down a few times, and then said quietly:

"Didley, this narcissist, says that he is thin and doesn't admit it, he is complacent with a few small abdominal muscles, if the chest muscles are two-thirds the size of yours, I will never say anything about him, hum!"

Mogar continued to wipe her hair, and after listening to her complain, he suddenly looked up at her, and showed a malicious smile, and just as he was about to speak, Sakla's cheeks immediately reddened, and she coughed awkwardly and said:

"What, ah, by the way, this is an invitation to the evening dance, and only the top 20 of Kenston College, which is recognized by most of the students, can receive this honorary invitation. ”

Mogar didn't mean to take it at all, and said mockingly, "You know I've never been interested in the ball, if there's nothing else, you can walk slowly." ”

"Wait, I'm one of the planners of this ball, and it's my proposal to invite the top 20, do you dare to accept the invitation? ”

After saying that, he forced the invitation card to Mo Jiaer and turned to leave, looking at the back of her leaving, Mo Jia Er thought about it and asked:

"Hey, Sachara, will Shay go?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen her for over a month, but I'll give it to Aunt Griffith, and if she comes back from her mission, she should go to the ball. ”

Mogar nodded, waved at her, closed the courtyard door and went back to the room to rest, Sakela did not go back to the courtyard, walked directly through the teaching castle, and came to the ball dining room to set up the scene.

After 6 o'clock, people entered the prom cafeteria one after another, each looking for a place to sit, still presenting the grade area, before 7 o'clock, there were already more than 250 students present, at least half of them were coming for the 'top 20 prom gathering', and the peak number of mid-year proms in previous years was no more than that.

Most of the students sat scattered, and there was only a group of people gathered around the six areas, although they were not the top 20 in the academy, but they were dazzling enough, and there were still many people who wanted to curry favor with them.