Three days to construct a mid-level magic is a daunting task.

In order to save herself from being disturbed by others, Motian lied to Mrs. Fili, saying that she was going to participate in the Guild Star Capture Competition, so she was going to practice magic in her room quietly for a few days.

Mrs. Fili is a sensible person, but she is very worried about Motian, and she will deliver food almost every morning, noon and evening, for fear that Motian will be hungry.

Three days is not a long time, but it is not a short time, and it has passed in a blink of an eye.

During this period, Motian's body was in a meditative state, and his mind entered the demon tail world, and he worked hard to practice constructing the Demon Pattern Array.

On the third day, he finally succeeded in constructing a mid-level magic pattern array.

Although it took about three minutes to compose, it was still a thrill.

In the three days, Mo Tian can be said to take a deep breath for half an hour when he is tired and tired, and wait for his mental strength to recover a little before continuing.

Constructing the Demon Pattern Array not only tested his patience, but also sharpened his will, and his mental power had also improved a lot unconsciously in the past few days.

Now it is not a problem for Mo Tian to construct low-level magic, although he has not mastered all the low-level magic, but he is accustomed to using those kinds of magic at his fingertips.

Affected by the magic sensitivity value, the magic pattern is drawn, and the magic will be released with a delay of two or three seconds, but the speed of chanting spells to release magic is half a second higher than before.

Half a second is a short time, but it plays a crucial role in the battle.

Mo Tian stood in the black magic array, feeling the magic power that had been rising in his body, and couldn't help but sigh at the power of black magic, no wonder there were so many magicians eager to get the power of black magic.

"There are still a few days before the Guild Star Capture Tournament begins, and during this time, I need to step up my practice on constructing the Demon Pattern Array.

I guess Bruno and Kozlo must have been discussing how to deal with me for the past three days. ”

Mo Tian is still extremely confident in his instincts, and during the Guild Star Capture Competition, as long as he stays in Yunxiang Town, his life will not be in danger.

The magic power was increased, and Mo Tian left the demon tail world, he hadn't been out for several days, and it happened that it was still daytime, and he was going to go to the guild.

The Guild Star Race is really the number one event in the Eastern Continent, and Yunxiang Town, which was not very lively, has been busy on the streets these days.

Mo Tian walked in the crowd and saw basically unfamiliar faces.

Among some people, there are mostly magicians, but judging from the magic robes they wear, the level is not very high.

In the Eastern Continent, the magic robe is a symbolic symbol of the magician, and the color of the magic robe worn by different levels of magician will be different.

These magic robes come from the Imperial Demon Court, and according to the color of the rainbow, they are divided into red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, seven types of magic robes, corresponding to different levels of magicians.

Most of the magicians on the streets of Yunxiang Town wore red magic robes, which showed that there were mainly apprentice magicians, and there were only a few magicians wearing orange magic robes.

There is no magic academy in Yunxiang Town, and Mo Tian observed these magicians, and from their collagen-like faces, he could infer that they must be students of the Magic Academy of Silvermoon City.

"Cut, a bunch of fart kids, these teachers from the magic academy don't know what to think, the class is not good, what kind of fun are you bringing here. ”

Mo Tian was very disgusted with the students of the Magic Academy, and he nagged a few more words.

Mo Tian said very loudly, and it happened that someone passed by him.

This person is not tall enough to reach Motian's chest, with a bun face, pockmarks on his face, and he looks a little immature, he should be a student of the Academy of Magic.

The man suddenly stopped, his face full of anger, glanced back at Mo Tian, and then turned around and grabbed the corner of Mo Tian's clothes.

He shouted angrily, "Stop." ”

This voice contained anger and immaturity, Mo Tian couldn't help but be stunned, thinking: "Which blind bear child is messing around!"

Mo Tian turned around and saw a boy with a blushing face staring at him angrily.

Motian wondered, he didn't know him, why did he have a grudge against him?

"Friend, we know each other?" Mo Tian asked, leaning slightly.

"I don't know!" said the pock-faced boy, still as angry as ever, with his head held high.

"Don't know, then why are you holding on to my clothes? Don't delay me, got it, friend?"

Mo Tian felt that this pock-faced boy had a problem with his IQ and didn't want to worry about him, so he pulled his clothes a little.

Mo Tian's own strength was great enough, and as soon as he pulled his clothes, the pock-faced boy's body instantly fell forward, and he instantly lost his center of gravity.

One stumbled and fell to the ground.

Mo Tian was dumbfounded, he didn't expect this pock-faced boy to grab his clothes so tightly, he knew that he wouldn't do that.

As soon as the pock-faced boy fell, he screamed, and in such a crowded street, he immediately attracted the attention of many people.

They saw that the pock-faced boy was still childish, and then looked at Mo Tian, who was in a short circuit in the brain, and stretched out their hands to take responsibility for Mo Tian.

"What the hell is this? I just tugged at my clothes... OMG!"

Mo Tian felt that he had just met a soldier in his show, and he couldn't explain it clearly.

But when I saw the pock-faced boy getting up from the ground, he really couldn't go, and he couldn't go.

The pock-faced boy had tears in the corners of his eyes, after all, his mind was immature, and it was normal for him to fall and shed some tears.

He didn't cry, but he could see that the pock-faced boy had a lot of backbone.

"That's... Friend... I didn't mean to, why don't I buy you something to eat?"

Mo Tian tried to squeeze out a smile, and said in a low voice.

But the pock-faced boy didn't eat this at all, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, pointed to Motian's nose and said, "You wait!"

"Ahh

Mo Tian looked at the back of the pock-faced boy in the distance, and was struggling in his heart, is he patting his ass and leaving now?

Or is it responsibly waiting here?

Although it was his fault for bringing down the pockmarked boy, it was also him who grabbed the corner of his clothes first and didn't put it in front...

"Alas, he's just a child, so I don't care about him, and I can admit my mistake. ”

Motian had already thought about waiting for a while

To do this, just sit down in front of a shop on the side of the street.

He also knew the owner of the shop, and after a few small chats, the pock-faced boy came back.

Mo Tian saw the figure of the pock-faced boy and returned to the middle of the street again.

This time, the pock-faced boy was followed by a person, this person was dressed in a yellow magic robe, and it was obvious that he was an intermediate magician.

"Bring the big one here, it's interesting!" The intermediate magician Motian is not nervous at all, his current magic power has also reached the intermediate magician, and he can escape if he can't beat it!

"Sister Anna, he was the one who pushed me down, you see that such a large piece of skin in the palm of my right hand was scratched, and it still hurts. ”

The pock-faced boy tilted his head and said pitifully.

"This ghost head, reversing black and white, so I admit it!"

Although Mo Tian felt a little aggrieved in his heart, it was better to have more than one thing, and he didn't care about it like a child.

"This friend, my name is Anna Richard, and this is my own brother, Reardon Richard.

Is it really the same as my brother said?"