Recently, Mo Bai's speed of absorbing the medicinal power of the dragon's blood Peiyuan liquid has become faster and faster, and in just ten minutes, he has completely absorbed the crystal dark purple liquid into transparent water, opened his eyes, clenched his fists, and immediately frowned slightly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"I always feel like I haven't grown much strength, and the medicinal power doesn't seem to be enough to support my physical body to continue to break through and evolve......"

With a mutter, Mo Bai turned his head and cast a puzzled look at the purple gauze Yan Ruyu who floated up.

"Now, your physical body already has the strength of almost a level 12 fighter, and it is estimated that it has reached the extreme level that this castrated version of the dragon blood cultivation liquid can be refined, I think, it's time to increase the amount for you......"

So, starting from the next day, the Tianyan Tiger Dragon Blood that was put into the medicinal liquid was replaced by Yan Ruyu with half a bottle of blood from the original drop.

For a while, Mo Bai, who had already exercised his nerves under that kind of heart-piercing pain, didn't know whether he was strong or paralyzed, and he was tortured by the pain that was ten times and a hundred times worse than before, and he almost fainted, lying in the dark red liquid and convulsing continuously. However, the results were undoubtedly gratifying, and his physical strength, which had been stagnant, finally began to slowly increase again at a speed that could be clearly perceived......

And with the gradual expansion of the container of the flesh body, Mo Bai's fighting qi cultivation is also changing with each passing day, and when he opens his eyes again after a night, the feeling of sudden strength makes him stretch his limbs while he can't help but look up to the sky and roar, shaking off a large number of leaves, startling the sleeping birds.

"Level 6 ......"

Standing on top of the void and stretching his waist for a long time, Mo Bai's bones suddenly made a "crackling" sound like fried beans, his body was a few points higher out of thin air, and his face seemed to highlight a few angular outlines, and the overall look was clearly more powerful and mature, "Nearly thirteen-level flesh body, sixth-level fighter cultivation, overall is about comparable to thirteenth-level to fourteenth-level fighters, but this is far from enough." ”

After all, while he was improving, those demon-level geniuses such as Moon Night Ji, who had already stepped into the fifteenth level, would never be idle, and the speed of progress might not be much slower than his Mo Bai.

"I have to work hard to ...... more"

Thinking of this, Mo Bai inexplicably had a feeling of burning his buttocks, for fear that if he slacked off, he would be thrown farther away by those who were far ahead.

Since then, Mo Bai has been hiding in the back mountain for a longer time every day, and when he cultivates, he can really be said to have forgotten to sleep and eat, and even occasionally forgets to go to the hotel to bathe potatoes and collect dung.

Fortunately, after being beaten by Mo Bai, the red panda has always been very honest, at least I haven't heard of such a thing as beating a waiter.

Time passes quietly in peace......

During this period, Mo Bai was harassed a few times by a group of guys like Liu Weiyan who were jealous of other people's talents stronger than his own, but he cleverly avoided them all by him, but nothing unpleasant happened.

While cultivating steadily, the physical body is also becoming stronger day by day. Everything is going according to plan, and there is no risk that any accidents will happen.

With the sound of a school bell that had never been so pleasant, the month-long basic theory course finally ended, and the thirty-three freshmen of the Star Language Campus of Jiedeng College were also dispersed and divided into five classes with corresponding attributes.

The hosts of the six Thunder Fighting Souls, including Mo Bai, were assigned to a total of forty-one students in the Thunder Class, including the old students from the year before last year or even more, who had been appearing in the first-grade classroom because they had not yet reached the twentieth level.

Mo Bai and their freshmen are the same, if they can't be upgraded as soon as possible, I am afraid that they will also fall to the point of being in the same room with their own junior brothers and even their juniors' juniors in the future, that kind of taste is no different from repeating a grade, not to mention how embarrassing it is.

The head teacher of the first grade of the Lei Department is named Sasha, who is in her twenties, very beautiful, with a slightly curly beige hair, with that tall and slender figure, the overall temperament is extraordinary, I heard that there is a good opposite sex in the college, and there are often rumors that male teachers in other classes send her flowers and write poems.

And for Mo Bai, who has not thought about the affairs of men and women for the time being, this beautiful single lady is just an out-and-out good person, which is reflected in her special attention to Mo Bai, a genius student whose situation is different from ordinary people, knowing that he was born poor, and after the first day of class, he kindly invited Mo Bai to eat a sumptuous meal in a very stylish restaurant, and took this opportunity to constantly enlighten Mo Bai, telling him not to be inferior, where everyone is equal, and kept serving him vegetables.

In this regard, Mo Bai could only smile bitterly.

"Classmate Mo Bai, you haven't awakened the fighting soul yet, right? It doesn't matter, in fact, it's not difficult, with the sixth sense that you can survive the blue coercion, as long as you calm down and try meditation a few more times, you will definitely succeed." ”

Teacher Sasha's voice is very good, but Mo Bai rolled his eyes again and again when he heard these words, and said in his heart How long ago was the awakening of the fighting spirit, our fighting spirit cultivation is about to catch up with the average of the class, okay, if you talk about combat effectiveness alone, you can even compare with many old students.

It's no wonder that this teacher Sasha, after all, the fighting energy contained in the body of a fighter below the tenth level is very thin, and few people can detect what level this person is at if they don't take the initiative to release it, and they can't even tell whether they have awakened the fighting spirit.

In fact, the pure and lovely teacher Sasha in front of him is only a third-grade student, and he is also a cultivator of more than thirty levels, and his fighting soul is also an inferior eight-star fighting soul "Thunder Jiao", so if Mo Bai does not take the initiative to expose it, he naturally can't see through whether the fighting spirit in his body has awakened.

However, on the surface, you can't show the slightest disdain, after all, others are also kind, and they solemnly thanked the beautiful Sasha with a grateful face.

"You're welcome, if you need it in the future, you can come to Teacher Sasha at any time, as long as it can help you, you can't give up the definition. ”

Mo Bai's polite performance successfully won Sasha's favor.

"Well, if you really want to talk about it, there is something that wants to trouble Teacher Sasha. ”

"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”

Sasha smiled charmingly.

"I'd like to ask you to help me sign up for that seeding tournament. ”

Mo Bai said very seriously.

"Seeding?"

Hearing this, Sasha's good-looking pretty face was at a loss for a while, as if she didn't expect Mo Bai to make such a request, and after reacting, she said unexpectedly: "Xiaobai, aren't you joking?"

"Nope. I'm serious. Hearing this, Mo Bai suddenly felt helpless in his heart.

Oh my God, what is it going to take to convince this woman that she is not as wasted as she thinks......