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The fierce battle lasted for half an hour before the winner was decided, and the wonderful battle gradually attracted the crowd of onlookers.

After the two magic collided, the two separated again, Mo Jia Er staggered, almost did not stand firm, on the other side, Eric was also out of breath, and was almost grinded to death by Mo Jia Er alive, when it comes to the amount of soul power, Mo Jia Er is not lost to anyone, not to mention that he still has battle qi to use.

Eric wanted to speak again, but Mogar didn't give him a chance and rushed at him again, and he could only let out a loud roar and meet Mogar again.

In the end, the two directly scuffled together, Mojiaer relied on the third-level warrior physique, and Eric relied on himself to be an earth magician with a strong defense, and the two kept colliding.

In the end, Eric grabbed Mogar's neck, and Mogar pressed his head, and the two froze for a while, and Eric gasped and could finally speak:

"You're going to die if you let me say a whole thing? Really, let me gasp, whew... I have an agreement with others, as long as I win this game, whew... If you get something that's important to me, you let me win, and then you win another game, and the right to use it is still yours. ”

Mo Jiaer broke free of his palm, coughed lightly, and said angrily:

"This game let you win, I'm still a fart, how can I have the strength to fight, just let people die directly!"

"What I was going to tell you at the beginning was that you never let me finish it. ”

"I won't give in if I don't have to discuss, I will continue to fight if I want to. ”

At this point, Mojiaer's soul power has been almost consumed, and there is only a little battle qi left in the two fulcrums, and he believes that Erik's soul power is not much left, and it is really hard to say whether he wins or loses if he fights.

"Mojiaer, don't force me, if you show your hole cards, I can't control the power myself, and if I accidentally cripple you, it won't be the result I want to see. ”

"Who are you scaring about! Who hasn't had one or two tricks these days!"

After Mo Jiaer finished speaking, his eyes instantly calmed down, and his breathing gradually stabilized, seeing Eric be shocked for a while, and finally he sighed and said:

"Forget it, it's a big deal to take that thing next time, newcomer, I'm optimistic about you, you won. ”

Eric waved his hand and walked off the stage very simply, and Mojar let out a long breath and slowly walked off the stage, when bursts of cheers rang out around him.

He was glad in his heart, if Eric was tougher, he might admit defeat first, and only five drops of primordial soul power would be left to fight Eric, and the giant sword could not be used, because the two of them had not yet reached the point of desperateness, and he did not dare to use the murderous aura, and he was not sure what would happen after the murderous aura was stimulated.

This unrecoverable primordial soul power has surprised him too much so far, and he is reluctant to consume the primordial soul power in order to win this battle, so the final result is that Mojiaer himself admits defeat and finds a way to win the next one.

Mogar left, but the battle continued until dusk, and no less than 40 fierce battles broke out in all the battleframes.

......

The battle for the Twilight Villa is over, and the use of the 'No. 10 Annex' is still Mojar's, and life is back on track.

After the battle with Eric, he was not in a hurry to recover the battle qi in the fulcrum, but proceeded slowly, refining the battle qi while fighting against the puppet group.

It wasn't until a month later that Mogar easily defeated six third-level puppets, and this 'puppet training' made by James had little effect on him, and he was out of history.

In addition to absorbing and refining the fire battle qi, while refining the 'Magma Hell' weapon, the five drops of primordial soul power in the divine court will also slowly transform and condense the liquid soul power, which is faster than that of ordinary third-level magicians.

It was the first time that I went to listen to the wind magic tutorial for the first time, and as soon as I sat down, the middle-aged male tutor on the stage looked in the direction of Mo Jiaer and said:

"Hey, newcomer, tell me about it, the liquid soul power in the third-level magician divine court is divided into several levels, yes, it's you. ”

Mo Jiaer looked left and right, then silently stood up and replied, "Three grades, lower grade, middle grade, and upper grade." ”

The tutor waved his hand, motioned for Mogar to sit down, and took out three quaint picture scrolls, each with a drop of liquid, the concentration of the liquid was different, and he explained them one by one:

"The lower grade is the soul power that ordinary third-level magicians can condense, the middle grade is the soul power that you group of people from the four famous academies should condense, and the upper grade is the soul power that can only be condensed by the top talented people in your group, but the grade can be refined after follow-up..."

Through comparison, Mo Jiaer condensed by himself was considered a middle grade, and the one transformed by five drops of primordial soul power belonged to the top grade, and he couldn't tell the level of five drops of primordial soul power.

At the end of the three hours, Mojael came to the library to the thirteenth floor, took two fourth-level wind magic spells, and came to the first floor to sit opposite Xia Yi, until twilight fell, Griffitz appeared and sat next to him, stared at him, and then smacked his tongue:

"Kid, it's okay, the soul power has grown again, how high is the soul index now?"

"It's not high, it's only 73 times!"

"Well, how much soul power have you gathered?"

"About a tenth."

"You haven't been breaking through for a long time, how can you condense so quickly, one-tenth of the soul index has 73 times the soul index, so if you condense it all... It is estimated that there is 200 times the soul index, poof, if you haven't advanced yet, it will be much higher than the soul index of ordinary fourth-level magicians. ”

"That's, don't look at who I am!"

"I'm only 136 times the soul index now, which is not very high, and my soul power is about one-seventh of the condensed. ”

Xia Yi said coldly, and suddenly Mo Jiaer seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water, and his heart was cold.

Griffitz smiled and poked Mogar with his elbow: "Let me see how big your divine court is now, don't resist, but it will hurt a little later." ”

A consciousness suddenly plunged into the Mojiaer Divine Court, and his instinct was about to burst out of soul power, but he forcibly suppressed it, and in just two seconds, that consciousness withdrew, and the sharp pain exploded instantly, and he couldn't help crying out in pain, and his lips turned white.

"Fat, big, Mom, did you mean it, then. ”

"This didn't stun you, your will is so strong, and you have already fallen to the ground directly if you were a other fifth-level warrior. ”

"You..."

"Boy, I didn't expect your Divine Court to be so big, if the Divine Court of an ordinary third-level magician is the size of a wooden barrel, then yours is the size of 6 wooden barrels, among the countless geniuses I have seen, you can rank in the top 150, ah no, within the top 200. How's it going? Enough for you to be proud!"

"Cut, it's only two hundred, how much can she get in?"

Mogar pursed her lips in Chailly's direction.

"Xia'er... To be ranked in the top ten, she is not something you can compare!Do you know why your soul index is so much worse than Xia Er's when you are also at the third level?"

"Hmph, I don't know, let's go, go home for dinner!"

Mo Jiaer closed the book again, and really got up, his eyes were a little dim, he didn't know what he was thinking, and left slowly.

"That's because your divine court is still mixed with medium-grade soul power, and Xia Yi's are all high-grade spirits... Poof, it's really gone, boy, don't rush to break through, it's not good for you!"

"Mo..."

"Don't call him, let him go. ”

"Aunt Griffiths, why are you lying to him? My Divine Court is only a little bigger than him. ”

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