Gu Yin really couldn't believe that he had been a magic value test teacher in the academy in this village for more than twenty years, and except for a child with innate four-star magic power ten years ago, there had never been a child above four-star since then.

The child who was born with four-star magic power back then, now nineteen years old, heard that he had crossed the silver realm and become a golden one-star boxer.

Today, Nangong Ye was already an accident, but I didn't expect that the child in front of me would be even more three-star than Nangong Ye.

The innate magic value is eight stars, and there is only a one-star gap from the innate full magic power, such a child will be able to achieve a career when he goes out in the future.

Nangong Ye's face became embarrassed, and he roared in his heart, "Impossible, how can this waste have an eight-star magic value." ”

Although he was desperately reluctant to believe it, it was impossible for the test results to be wrong, but Nangong Ye still didn't want to believe that it was true.

"Hmph!" After snorting coldly, Nangong Ye left directly, he had no sense of existence when he stayed here.

Nangong Tian was still waiting outside, and when he saw his son coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Ye'er, how are the test results?"

"Five-star tactics. ”

Nangong Ye's voice was a little low, and he said sullenly.

After hearing this, Nangong Tian became happy and said: "Not bad, when I first tested it, my innate magic power was only three stars, and your five-star innate magic power will definitely go farther than me in the future." ”

"Let's go home at night, and ask your mother to cook you something delicious tonight. ”

Nangong Ye nodded, but she always thought about the scene when Mo Fan tested the eight-star magic power.

Nangong Ye left without anyone noticing, and Gu Yin stepped forward to hold Mo Fan's hand, trying his best to restrain his excitement.

"Son, can you tell me who your father is?"

Mo Fan lowered his head and thought for a moment before he spoke: "My father is Mo Zhantian, a drunkard in the village. ”

"Mo Zhantian?" Gu Yin was shocked again. The child in front of him was actually the child of the drunkard Mo Zhantian.

In the entire village, who doesn't know that Mo Zhantian is a drunkard. Many times, Mo Zhantian slept on the street after getting drunk. Every time, it was his wife, who did not say anything, who came to help him back.

I heard that his wife raised the child alone, and the child should be the one in front of him.

"This child's talent is innate. Gu Yin said secretly in his heart. His drunkard father could not have given him such talent.

"Kid, don't bury your talent, now come and awaken your career. ”

Gu Yin continued, although his father was an alcoholic, this child's talent, if he cultivated well, he would definitely become a platinum powerhouse in the future, or even higher.

Mo Fan nodded, "Okay!"

It was still the square slate that was almost black, and when Mo Fan put his hand on it, the entire slate began to turn into sparks.

In the end, the combination was also four words: battle mage.

Seeing this, Gu Yin's eyes widened, and a look of pity flashed across his face, only to hear him mutter: "Battle mage, it's a battle mage, it's a pity, it's a pity." ”

Mo Fan was a little puzzled and asked, "Teacher, is there any problem?"

Seeing that he was a little out of shape, Gu Yin hurriedly put on a happy expression, and said with a smile: "It's okay, kid, from now on, you will be a black bronze eight-star battle mage, you must cultivate hard." ”

"Thank you, teacher. ”

After completing the test, Mo Fan was no longer a student of the academy, he was not expelled, but it could be said that he had graduated, and if he wanted to obtain higher knowledge, he had to enter the Continent Junior Warlock Academy.

At the door of the house, Yun Xiu was just waiting anxiously, today's test is related to Fan'er's future life, can she not worry?

When he saw Mo Fan appear in his eyes, Yun Xiu's face showed a touch of joy and hurriedly waved his hand.

Mo Fan trotted in front of Yun Xiu, with a little joy on his face, and said, "Mother, why are you at the door?, it's hot, come into the house." ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Yun Xiu said as she walked into the room, looking at Mo Fan's happy appearance, she had already guessed a few points in her heart, it seems that in today's test, her son's talent is not bad.

Mo Fan poured a glass of water for his mother before sitting down beside him.

"Fan'er, how is the test?"

Yunxiu's face looked natural, but she was very nervous in her heart, who doesn't care about her child's future life.

She is an ordinary person, and she didn't have magic in her body when she first tested it, although she didn't know much, but she still knew some basically.

Mo Fan didn't think about it, and said, "Eight-star battle method." ”

"Well, yes! it's already good... Wait, what did you just say, the eight-star battle method?" Yun Xiu didn't hear clearly at first, and ignored the word "eight" clearly.

"Innate eight-star black copper battle mage. ”

Mo Fan repeated, Yun Xiu heard it clearly this time, and his face suddenly became excited.

"Eight-star battle mage, my son's innate mana value has reached eight stars, my good son. ”

Yun Xiu's voice trembled with excitement, she hugged Mo Fan tightly, and more than ten seconds passed before letting Mo Fan go.

"Battlemage. Yun Xiu muttered again, and then her face suddenly changed, and she stood up violently.

The change in his mother made Mo Fan wonder, "Mother, what's wrong?"

Yun Xiu also felt that his reaction was a little big, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, you go to your father, and we will send you to Noor City in the future, where there is a special magic academy." ”

After speaking, Yunxiu left, but Mo Fan always felt that his mother was a little weird, as if he was hiding something from him.

After spending a lot of effort, Mo Fan finally found the drunk Mo Zhantian in the wine store that his father frequented.

"Father, Mother asked me to come to you. ”

After Mo Fan said a word, he helped his father out of the wine store and went in the direction of home.

Mo Zhantian, who was drunk and unconscious, suddenly asked, "Boy, how is today's test?"

"Eight-Star Tactics!"

"Huh?!" Mo Zhantian's eyes tightened, and the whole person suddenly stood up straight. He looked at Mo Fan seriously.

"You're not talking nonsense, are you?"

Mo Fan smiled, he had never seen such a serious father, so he nodded, "Why is this kind of nonsense?"

Looking at Mo Fan's appearance, he should not be lying, but walked in front of Mo Zhan and said, "Fan'er, come with me, I'll take you to a place." ”

Following Mo Zhantian's footsteps, the two came to a Qingtan near the back of the village, next to which a few maple trees of unknown age grew.

Mo Zhantian stopped at the edge of Qingtan, turned around and looked at Mo Fan seriously.

After thinking about it carefully, Mo Zhantian seemed to have made an important decision and asked a very strange sentence.

"Do you really want to be a magician?"

I don't know what my father meant, Mo Fan was puzzled in his heart and said, "Maybe." ”

"Don't be sure, what is in front of you now is a choice, do you really want to be a magician?"

Mo Zhantian's face was so serious that it was irrefutable, in Mo Fan's memory, his father never asked him anything, nor did he use such words to talk to him.

Why this time...

Mo Zhantian didn't urge Mo Fan, let him think about it himself, and after a quarter of an hour, Mo Fan had an answer in his heart.

He came from the Yunxiao Continent, and in this strange world, he felt the warmth of family affection for the first time.

The only power in this world - magic value, he must cultivate, he wants to become a magician.

Mo Fan's gaze became firm and said, "I want to be a magician." ”

The answer was earnest, and after Mo Zhantian heard it, he smiled, and then said something thought-provoking.

"You can think clearly, the road of the warlock is not so easy to follow, if you regret it then, then just like me, spend this life ordinary. ”

Mo Fan nodded ignorantly, and at this time, Mo Zhantian's right hand suddenly stretched out, and in the palm of his hand, a silver ring lay there quietly.

"This is?" Mo Fan could see at a glance that this ring was not an ordinary ring.

"It's a Tolerance Ring, made of the Stone of Containment. Seeing that the stone in the center is not, it is the stone of containment, you take it, I have erased the mark on it. ”

Mo Fan picked up the ring and stayed on his thumb, not expecting that it was just right.

Mo Zhantian continued to say in a deep voice: "This Rong ring has a space of twenty square meters, which can be used for you to put your heavy belongings in the future. Now, look at my gift to you. ”

Mo Fan nodded, what his father meant should be that there was something for himself in the Rong ring.

After dripping a drop of blood into the containment stone on the ring, the ring truly belonged to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan calmly took out two long war spears. Two war spears, one glowing with purple light, shiny throughout, with a sharp momentum.

The other hand, however, was rusty and looked like a tattered one.

"Father, what are these two spears?"

Mo Fan looked at his father, just from the war spear glowing with purple light, it gave people a feeling that it was not ordinary. And although the other one was rusty, Mo Fan actually had a sense of closeness to it.

Mo Zhantian replied to the question and said, "From these two war spears, choose one as your weapon." ”

Mo Fan's gaze fell on the two war spears again, and after some selection, Mo Fan chose the rusty war spear.

Although he wanted to choose a war spear with purple light, that intimacy made him choose this rusty war spear.

"Name why you chose him. "Mo Zhantian continues to be weird, and he naturally has his reasons for doing this.

"I feel like I'm connected to him. ”

Mo Fan didn't know how to describe that sense of closeness, if he had to say a reason, Mo Fan could only use fate.

Mo Zhantian nodded, and then said, "Now, put them away." ”

"This purple..."

Mo Fan wanted to say something, but his father spoke first.

"If you choose a purple spear, then he's yours. But you choose another handful, this purple one, and I'll give it to you together. ”

"Remember what I'm going to say next, in the cultivation and battle from now on, you can only use the purple war spear, not the other one, and don't say it in front of anyone, and the same goes for my name. ”

Mo Fan nodded, "Good father, I understand." ”

Mo Zhantian nodded, turned around and walked straight away, "Okay, let's go back." ”

Mo Fan followed closely, although what his father said today made him feel very strange, but he believed that his father would not harm him, and he must have his intentions.