A group of people stared at each other, and finally found the strange atmosphere between Mo Lan and Yan Qingqian, but no one said anything, and they came out. Yan Qingge seemed to want to remind his sister of something before leaving, but he didn't say anything after all.

"You, what are you leaving me for?"

Yan Qingqian was suddenly very nervous, this guy, should he ...... to himself

Although, although grandpa said that it is better to be his woman than to be his slave, but there is still a competition tomorrow!

Mo Lan glanced at her inexplicably: "Teach you how to shoot!"

Yan Qingqian's "Teng" blushed, it turned out that he was teaching shooting?

"I thought ......"

"Why do you come here!"

Mo Lan simply felt that this was inexplicable, and he was still in the same sky with him during the big exam, and he was bullied by Cangge, so why was it inexplicable.

I blush at every turn.

Is this scared of being beaten? Afraid that Cangge will clean up their Yan family?

"You don't have to be afraid, I don't want to do anything to you. Thinking of this, Mo Lan explained again.

Yan Qingqian blushed even more, and stood beside Mo Lan slowly.

Mo Lan directly ignored it: "I have studied the rules of the shooting competition, the freshmen use a 50-meter square field, and flying saucers fly out on both sides, a total of 100, and they are scored according to the number of hits."

There are no restrictions on how to hit the saucer during the game, which means that you can just sweep the saucer with a thunderstorm and detonate it. ”

Thunderstorm is a Level 2 instantaneous lightning magic that resembles a grenade, spreading an arc of lightning from a center to all directions.

"However, my spiritual power is limited, and the radius of the thunderstorm can only reach a maximum of 15 meters. Yan Qingqian finally smoothed out his mood and returned to the game.

She knows thunderstorm magic, but she can't say that she has eight or nine hundred spiritual power, and she hasn't even touched the threshold of a third-level magician, how can she use a thunderstorm to hit a flying saucer?

"Fifteen meters is enough, the side of the playing space is only 50 meters long, you have eight trigger points in the middle, eight combos, just hit those eight points at a time, it's enough to cover the whole field, you don't need to aim at all. ”

Yan Qingqian understood what Mo Lan meant, and was a little out of breath.

Yes, if the lightning magic covers the whole field, she naturally doesn't need to aim, but ......

"Even if I can hit eight points, my spiritual power can only support it once at most. "Lightning magic is very malleable, and it can establish coordinate points in advance to conduct electricity. But in this way, how can the shallow spiritual power value be resisted and consumed?

Mo Lan finally smiled: "I knew you could do combos." Don't worry about spiritual power, it's enough. ”

The master-servant contract was attracted by Mo Lan, and the snow-white collar on Yan Qingqian's neck appeared, and then, a large amount of spiritual power surged.

Everyone's spiritual power attributes are different, and in principle, they cannot be transmitted to each other. However, Cangge's spiritual power has no attributes, so it can be lent to Mo Lan, and Mo Lan can help transform because of the contract with the master and servant who is plain and simple.

Yan Qingqian felt this power, and he only felt incredible. Indeed, for a freshman, he was already very good with a few hundred spiritual power points, but in front of the spiritual power transmitted by Lan Yang, it was only like a trickling stream meeting a surging river.

But......

"Then I can't go out like this!" Yan Qingqian protested, grabbing his collar.

She hasn't been out of the cabinet yet!

The corners of Mo Lan's mouth twitched, and humans always cared about some useless things: "You, wear a scarf!"

After arranging the freshman technical competition, Mo Lan suddenly felt that the pressure was not so great. The Hunter Academy originally had the ability to protect the three and fight for two, and with the big killer weapon of the clear and shallow words, he could be considered to be directly involved, and the first problem was not big.

Night had fallen, and the members of the elite team were all attending the dinner in the auditorium, and the freshmen seized all the time for the final practice, only Mo Lan wandered around the courtyard of the competition area by herself.

The night breeze was blowing, the leaves were rustling, and Mo Lan, who walked to a corner of the woods in the park, suddenly fell in front of him.

No, a ghost.

"Su Zimo, your injuries are healed?" Mo Lan was a little surprised, but she was not nervous.

Su Zimo was straight to the point: "You killed the people of the Green Gold Family during the day?"

His injuries had naturally healed, and drinking the blood of black gold was much more effective than any panacea.

The glint of concern in his eyes dissipated instantly, and Mo Lan didn't expect that this guy would come to question herself: "Yes." ”

"How can you do it yourself? Even if they break the contract, there will naturally be a court-martial, you can just knock people back!"

Su Zimo was a little anxious, this guy didn't know how embarrassing his current identity situation was! Can't he keep a low profile? Slaughtering the nobles of the upper ranks, no matter what the situation is, the blood clan military must investigate.

"Heh, I'm not enforcing the law for the military, he covets my life, so naturally I deserve to die. ”

Su Zimo was angry: "Slaughtering comrades is a serious crime, do you understand!"

Mo Lan's gaze was not shocked, and there was not the slightest emotion in it. He took a step forward and pointed at Su Zimo's shoulder: "Comrade, don't say that you are a weak chicken on the side, even if it is you, you are not worthy of being my comrade." ”

In fact, Mo Lan has good reasons to explain. Yu Qing, how could these people have regarded Mo Lan as a comrade and a young patriarch of black gold to admire. Yu Li, he is in the hunter camp during the day, and it is easy to arouse suspicion if he deliberately keeps his hand.

However, seeing Su Zimo questioning himself so aggressively, Mo Lan didn't want to explain anything.

He is arrogant, he is empty-eyed, what can he do?

He's a black gold noble! What he can't do!

Su Zimo was stunned, blinked, couldn't see Mo Lan's emotions, and then knelt on the ground and bowed his head deeply: "It's a subordinate who is arrogant." ”

Mo Lan looked at Su Zimo like this, and suddenly laughed at herself, feeling extremely boring.

Since he was a child, he has lived in the Black Gold Mansion, and he has seen too many people kneeling in front of him, and the gaze in those people's eyes has changed from the initial fear, to the later impatience, and then to the unmistakable contempt and ridicule that was undoubtedly revealed in the end.

As if with such a look, even if they had to kneel in front of them due to the difference in blood, they would no longer be half a point below themselves.

As for Su Zimo, he has been in the Black Gold Mansion for so long, and he has never said more than half a word to himself, and he has always knelt respectfully, but because he lowered his head, Mo Lan never saw his expression clearly.

Forget it, can he be blamed for this?

If he became as powerful as his father, Su Zimo would also be like Sudan Qing, becoming his own arm, the master and servant on the surface, but actually the real brother, right?

But how could he be such an excellent Tianjiao, how could he be willing to be a slave of waste.

"Let's go. ”

After the failed coming-of-age ceremony, Mo Lan saw Su Zimo three times before and after, the first two times were in a hurry to reunite at an extremely critical time, this time he finally had time to say a few more words, but Mo Lan suddenly found that he had nothing to say.

Blood Realm, he'll go back.

After having real strength, I will go back and prove myself.

Maybe at that time, he will recapture Su Zimo and stay by his side!

......

As the most important college event in the human world every year, the exchange competition finally did not engage in any bloody opening ceremony, and after a brief speech, the freshman technical competition soon kicked off.

Since there are only eight people participating in each event, in order to prevent everyone from interfering with each other, even the 1000-meter run is carried out by one person. This is the first time Mo Lan has seen other young powerhouses in the human world, and I have to say that there is an eye-opening feeling.

After 1,000 runs, a freshman from the Alien Alliance Academy actually breathed fire from the soles of his feet, rushing to the finish line like a rocket, and the freshmen of the Martial Arts Academy actually used something called "light gong" to fly over almost without touching the ground.

The freshmen of the Warlock Academy are even more terrifying, they are not allowed to carry foreign objects on the field, and they actually summoned a Wind Rail Eagle to carry themselves and fly over!

These people, are they all humans!

The first person in the Hunter Academy had already made it clear that he couldn't get a point, Mo Lan looked at Yang Xue, and suddenly felt that he didn't have so much confidence: "How many times faster can you do now?"

Yang Xue lowered her head: "Five times the speed." ”

The scorching sun was in the sky, but she only felt that she was cold.

She knew that she was not capable enough, so she had been cultivating hard, and it was already a cliff-like leap to reach five times the speed in half a year. This means that as long as her physical skills are good enough, she can keep up with the speed of vampires even if she doesn't have spiritual power in her body.

However, this is a speed race.

Now the first place only took 30.21 seconds to rush to the finish line, she ran 1000 meters normally, and it took more than three minutes to fight hard, five times the speed, how could not get the first place expected.

"It's okay, don't be under pressure, you can get into the top three at five times the speed, just have points, and I'll figure out the rest of the projects." ”

When Mo Lan said this, Yang Xue bit her lip even more. She is a girl who refuses to admit defeat, and she refuses to give up when she almost faints on the runway in order to pass the preliminary exam.

Now that the Four Academies Exchange Tournament is in full swing, everyone knows that it is the freshman chief who does not follow the rules and wants her to play, and if she loses ugly, what will others think.

"Okay friends, here is the last person in the freshman group of the 1,000-meter running event, the No. 20 team member from the Vampire Slayer Academy, Yang Xue! Oh, everyone looks at the big screen, but it's a little beauty! I can responsibly announce that it is definitely the first place in the 1,000-meter running event!

Without further ado, let's take a look at whether this first-looking person can create a new myth, or is he not too good-looking like like the legend?"

The commentary of the exchange competition did not look serious at all, and he didn't mind teasing Yang Xue in public. Yang Xue's lips have been bitten and bleeding, and when he introduced her like this, she lost, I'm afraid everyone will think that Lan Yang will let her play because of her beauty!

She's not a vase, no!

"Drop!"

The indicator light is on, and Yang Xue's ability is activated!

Not five times faster, but, six times faster!

Almost instantly, she was already bleeding!