After tossing and turning all night, by the time Mo Lan sneaked back to school, it was already dawn. When I went to the cafeteria, I saw Yin Tianling, and just wanted to go over to say hello, but found that she was eating breakfast face-to-face with Gu Beixi, who came back first.

Inexplicably uncomfortable, Mo Lan did not step forward, but turned around and spent 2 points to buy a bowl of blood glutinous rice porridge.

Sitting at the table tastelessly, Mo Lan couldn't help muttering: "This blood glutinous rice porridge has no blood!"

"You're Lan Yang?"

Just as he was thinking, suddenly, several people came to Mo Lan's table.

Lan Yang was already in a bad mood, and looked at the few people who were not good, and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Something?"

"It's really rampant, and it deserves to be the chief of freshmen. ”

Mo Lan sneered: "Pass the prize." ”

"A disciple of the Gu family?"

Mo Lan sighed, if she didn't know why these people came, she would have lived for more than a hundred years in vain: "The relationship between me and Gu Beixi is not what you think. If you want to seek revenge, seek him personally. But if you have to look at me, it's not fun to talk in the cafeteria, everyone is a hunter, there is no need to fall so badly. ”

A few people next to him were stunned for a moment, but then they smiled: "So, are you willing to have a discussion with us?" Don't worry, we are only some third-level magicians here, and they are not much different from your spiritual power reserves, so they can't be considered bullying you." ”

Speaking is better than singing. A third-level magician is the same as a third-level magician with spiritual power? Mo Lan can't use a single magic now!

However, there are some things that cannot be avoided.

"I'll learn from you!" No one expected that Lan Yang had not turned his face yet, but another freshman suddenly shouted.

The words of the Yan family are shallow.

Wait, the onlookers were a little confused, didn't these people come to the door because Lan Yang was a disciple of the Gu family? Why didn't the Gu family come out yet, but the Yan family couldn't sit still?

Mo Lan frowned, what kind of fame is this girl!

Yan Qingqian strode forward: "Senior Sun, if you want to learn, why don't you play with you?"

This big scene was thrilling, and there were more and more onlookers, but they were just watching from a distance, and no one dared to step forward to intervene.

"Shut up for me!" Mo Lan rolled her eyes and ignored her words: "Senior is joking, it's not that I'm willing to learn, it's that you want to make trouble, I can't hide, right?"

Mo Lan still doesn't understand! Isn't Gu Beixi the head of the academy with a good reputation? Why would anyone still seek revenge against him because of him?

The young man also smiled politely, deliberately ignoring the plain words: "It's not too much trouble! Your freshmen are too conspicuous, and it is also a common practice for the old students to help educate you and prevent you from going to the battlefield and suffering big losses in the future." As the chief freshman, you can't escape this competition. ”

"Competition, life and death, whatever it is?" Mo Lan's face was calm, still drinking the glutinous rice porridge in front of her.

"Not really. They are also hunters, how can they kill each other in the same robe? But there are no eyes in the ring, and sometimes they can't be contained, and no one is to blame. ”

"Understood. Mo Lan drank the last mouthful of porridge and politely handed the bowl to the strange student on the table next to her: "Help me put it back in the dishwasher, thank you." ”

turned around, clapped his hands, and looked at the young man on the side: "It's useless to talk more, senior, please come to the ring!"

"It's bright enough! Brother, please. ”

The students who were watching the play had already rushed everywhere, and the news of the fourth-year senior Sun Liren leading people to besiege Lan Yang, the chief of the freshmen, spread throughout the academy every minute.

It is not new for an old student to give a new student, but Lan Yang's calm reaction is really not what a new student should be.

The third-level magician of the freshman war, he actually took the initiative to mention the battle of life and death, which may be the most tragic battle in history, which quickly attracted the attention of the entire academy.

Even the mentors are no exception.

In front of the huge life and death arena of the academy's martial arts field, Mo Lan did not hesitate, swept the hunter medal, paid the 100-point entrance fee, and jumped up.

Sun Liren waved his hand, and a young man with a scar on his face behind him immediately jumped into the ring, holding a B-grade long knife with a cold glow in his hand, and stood opposite Mo Lan: "Senior brother, I don't want to target you, it's a pity that you are Gu Beixi's person." Do you see the scar on my face? This is what Gu Beixi left behind.

Gu Beixi disabled my brother and seriously injured me in the competition. Now that he is the head of the academy, my brother will be in a wheelchair forever, and he will never be able to be a hunter again. I am no match for him, but you count him half a disciple. ”

Mo Lan used the Gu family's spirit gathering technique, and almost everyone regarded him as a disciple of the Gu family. It's the same with the one in front of you. They had no position to seek revenge on Gu Beixi, so they could only sprinkle this sullen breath on Mo Lan.

Mo Lan took out her Flame Burning Sky Gun and shot it: "Talking so much nonsense, don't you want to fight? In the final analysis, you think I'm a soft persimmon, you can take it at will? Do it, don't talk nonsense, I don't want to hear it." ”

I haven't been in the human world for a long time, but I've learned a lot of swear words. Mo Lan's heart was cold, he wanted to treat him as a soft persimmon, he wanted people to know what marble was!

"In that case, junior, I'm sorry!"

The hilt of the young man's sword lit up with blue light, and the thunder magic array instantly appeared!

He looked at Mo Lan's performance in the academy exam and knew that Mo Lan's melee skills were not ordinary. So, from the very beginning, he had already built an instantaneous thunder magic, a third-level magic, a thunder dragon!

A white light swept across the ring!

Before the instantaneous magic landed, Mo Lan's figure had already passed the young man and came behind him!

In one go!

In what age, does anyone dare to compete with vampires?

The slender Flame Burning Spear pierced through the young man's heart, and by the time the instant magic landed, the young man had already fallen down with an unwilling face.

The dense crowd of onlookers under the ring was silent. It's just a blink of an eye, and you're dead?

They're comrades! This Lan Yang, doesn't he have any mercy on his subordinates?

"Next. With a flick of the tip of the spear, Mo Lan didn't look at the dead young man at all. If someone really watched all the college exams, they would know that Mo Lan didn't have any mercy for human beings.

It's just a big plate of chicken, you want my life, I still can't keep you for the New Year!

The second young man walked into the ring with a gloomy face, directly holding a magic staff and wearing a mage robe: "My name is He Lei, and I am a fourth-grade ......."

"There is no need to report your home, there is no need for the dead to leave their names. Mo Lan ruthlessly kicked the corpse of the first young man out of the ring and raised his gun again.

"You're vicious. "He Lei's spiritual power has been gathered.