"Do any of you know Mo Ming's room number?" Teacher Lin glanced at the students.

"Huang Ye, do you know?" Teacher Lin saw that Huang Ye kept rubbing his hands, and he stopped talking, probably because he was an acquaintance of Mo Ming.

"Yes, Mr. Lin." Huang Ye hurriedly stepped forward.

"Mo Ming's meridians are damaged and need to be cultivated, you can take him back later."

"Today's competition is very exciting, everyone is working hard, this is the end of today, continue tomorrow, go back and have a good rest." Teacher Lin waved his hand.

"It's all gone."

"Yes!" The students were still a little reluctant, but they all ran back excitedly at the thought of having more exciting competitions tomorrow.

West living area, Huang Ye's room.

"This kid is so tired that he hasn't woken up yet?" Huang Ye carried Mo Ming in one hand and the black sword in the other, if it weren't for his good physical strength, he probably wouldn't be able to come back.

"This sword is so heavy!" Huang Ye picked up the black sword, the sword had been put into the sheath, and the cold light on it was still there.

Under the nourishment of "black charcoal", Mo Ming has already woken up, and the meridians in his body have also recovered, as usual, they have expanded a lot, and his physical fitness has also improved again, it seems that Mo Ming is destined to suffer.

The power of Mo Ming's divine soul enters the body, and the spiritual power in the body is already quite the "quantity" of the primary spiritual level, and the "quality" is higher than the primary spiritual level, I believe that as long as you break through to the spiritual level, the first place is at your fingertips!

Seeing that the time was almost up, Mo Ming woke up and looked at Huang Ye, "Where is this, why am I here?" ”

"Mo Ming, you're awake, quick, I'll take you back to your room, hurry up, I'll help you get the sword." Huang Ye was in a hurry, as if Mo Ming was a hot potato.

Mo Ming instinctively wanted to smell his armpits, but after thinking about it, he understood, "Thank you, I can go back by myself." ”

"Do you think you're killing in the ring? Your meridians are damaged now, and you can't be tired, otherwise you will fall into some kind of disease, and your life will be wasted, come on, I can stand it. ”

"My meridians are almost recovered." Mo Ming was a little moved, stood up, and picked up the black sword.

"So fast?" Huang Ye is actually a son, he hasn't suffered anything since he was a child, and Mo Ming sees all this in his eyes, even if he knows something, he can't guess it.

"It's not that serious, but after a lot of experience, I naturally get used to it." Mo Ming held a sword in one hand and leaned on his back with the other.

"Smack!"

"Don't pretend, get out, don't your family know that you stink?" Huang Ye slapped Mo Ming on the back of the head, and Mo Ming stumbled in pain.

"Can you help me with my sword? Otherwise, everyone in the world knows that my meridians have recovered, how lonely it is. ”

"Also, Mr. Lin has concluded that your meridians are damaged, others don't know, Mr. Lin must be very clear, I'll take you back."

"If you hold the spirit core of this water spirit lion, it will be regarded as a hush money." Mo Ming's hand leaned against his back and opened, and inside was a spirit core.

"This is good, if you have the opportunity to take it home, your father and mother will definitely be happy." Huang Ye put the spirit core into his arms, and when the time came, he said that this water spirit lion was killed by himself, hehe.

"You have a good rest, I'll go back first. Oh, remember to take first place tomorrow. ”

"Thank you!"

Mo Ming sat on the bed, not caring about the smell of sweat on his body, after two meridian breaks, Mo Ming determined the attribute of "black charcoal" and treated the holy weapon.

Regardless of the soul or the meridians or flesh and blood, the "black charcoal" can be restored, and it can be more complete than before.

"Daddy, are you afraid that I will hang up? Gave me such a baby. Mo Ming couldn't laugh or cry.

The next thing to do is the key point, Mo Ming's soul entered the body, pulling the spiritual power of the twelve meridians, and all of them gathered towards the center of the eyebrows.

Such a large-scale mobilization of spiritual power made the meridians that had just recovered begin to ache faintly again.

Is this to transform the pill with spiritual power?

Whenever you step into the spiritual level, you have to condense the spirit pill, usually cultivators rely on the spirit level cultivation exercises to break through, and the slightest mistake may die, although Mo Ming does not have the spirit level cultivation exercises, but the most basic spiritual power compression, self-made spirit pill still knows, even if it can't succeed, there is "black charcoal", and it can't die.

I saw that the meridians of Moming were covered with a layer of ghostly light, especially the position of the eyebrows, just like the blackening of the Yin Hall, which was to condense the elixir at the center of the eyebrows.

Because there was too much spiritual power that needed to be controlled, Mo Ming's divine soul power gradually became a little unsupportable, and cold sweat flowed on his forehead.

Mo Ming didn't panic, and sure enough, another clear stream appeared on his body, and his head was covered with a layer of ghostly light, which was the "black charcoal" at work.

This makes the position of Mo Ming's eyebrows darker, like a black vortex, which can pull people's souls!

"Compress, compress, compress......"

The spiritual power in Mo Ming's body continued to compress, and finally formed a whirlpool, echoing the center of his eyebrows.

All the spiritual power in Mo Ming's body was swallowed by the black vortex, and then squeezed and dripped out, and then devoured, squeezed, and after thousands of times, finally no liquid dripped out, and the black vortex dispersed, only to see that a ball of light emitting seven colors inside was still rotating.

The elixir was finally formed under Mo Ming's mistake, but to Mo Ming's surprise, apart from the elixir, he didn't have much spiritual power on his body?

It's already night, and the Scripture Pavilion has already closed, even if you go to change the spirit level cultivation exercises early tomorrow morning, where is the contribution value? Even if you have a contribution value, where is the time?

"It's not good, the spirit pill is formed, but how to cultivate the spiritual power?" Mo Ming had no choice but to ask Xiao Ling in his mind.

"It's good to get a good night's sleep." Xiao Ling didn't care.

"You don't have a spiritual level cultivation technique, you can't refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and your spiritual power can only be naturally absorbed by your body."

"Fortunately, I can still recover my spiritual power, now go take a shower and get some sleep." Mo Ming said to Xiao Ling in his mind.

"Hooligans!"

"Hooligans?" Mo Ming was speechless.

On the seventh day, the north area of the college was contested.

After Mo Ming's recovery overnight, his spiritual power has almost recovered.

"Teacher, I'm sorry!" Mo Ming bowed to Teacher Lin, if it weren't for Teacher Lin, he would definitely be eliminated.

"If you know, it's good." Teacher Lin smiled and nodded.

"This Mo Mingmo is not Teacher Lin's illegitimate son?"

"Shhhh Do you dare to talk nonsense in the academy? Teacher Lin is the daughter of the vice dean, and she is still unmarried, although her actions yesterday are chilling, it is also the real ability of Mo Ming. ”

"The gains outweigh the losses, everyone knows that the Mo Ming meridian is damaged, and they still maintain him like this."

"You don't understand that, do you? It was precisely because of the damage to this ink meridian that he was bound to fail today.

Mr. Lin only delayed the result by one day, but he got Mo Ming's favor, this is the way of life. ”

"I see, the water is too deep."

"Alright, everyone be quiet."

"Due to the damage of the ring yesterday, it is impossible to continue the competition, and the ring has been specially strengthened today, and the inscription enchantment will be opened at any time, and there will be no more yesterday's situation, and now the competition begins."

"In the first game, Axe Yue vs. Naiqing."

The two of them entered the middle ring, and Mr. Lin himself was the referee, and even the inscription enchantment was raised.

The two clasped their fists and saluted.

"It's earth-attributed again, it's really annoying."

Axe Yue didn't speak, slapped his palm on the ground, and a regular earth thorn stabbed out.

Nai Qing sealed the ground, and the axe Yue heard about Nai Qing's contest from the students, and knew that the earth thorn was useless, and it was so when he tried it.

"You attack." Axe Yue summoned out of the earth wall, and Nai Qing didn't dare to melee with him, because Liu Yue had already seen it yesterday, and it was completely physical power.

"Do you really think I didn't study you yesterday? Mighty and powerful, earth attribute spirit determination? Then come and see my new spirit.

"Golden Spear!" Nai Qing stretched out his hand, condensed two golden spears from his palm, one in each hand, and threw it towards the axe.

The more the axe grabs, the more the axe is blocked.

"Bell!"

The two golden spears were knocked off by the axes and dissipated when they hit the inscription barrier.

"Golden Needle!" When the golden gun flew over, Nai Qing hid two golden needles behind it.

"Whoosh!" The axe was unable to dodge, and was stuck in his right arm with two golden needles.

"You're done, Jin Youlong!" Nai Qing can actually control the direction of the golden needle from a distance, and it turns out that there are tiny gold wires behind the golden needle.

The more the axe is darker, it is not good, if it is drilled into the arm by the golden needle, not to mention the waste of the hand, this competition will definitely be lost.

I saw that the axe Yue's right hand was partially metalized, clamped the gold needle, and quickly pulled out and crushed it with his left hand.

"Dual attributes? Soil and gold! ”

Naiqing's face instantly became extremely ugly, and the probability of winning this competition was too low.

"Dual attributes?" Only Mo Ming knows how exaggerated the axe is, is this a hidden attribute like himself? How did he do it? Mo Ming couldn't figure it out anyway.

"You've me off." Axe Yue's voice was a little muffled.

"Let me teach you how to use metallics, Intermediate Spiritual Decision-Ten Thousand Gold Cage!" The axe slapped the ground, and suddenly a metal cage rose from the ground, trapping Naiqing, and before Nai Qing could react, there was a clang, and the cage was covered with a skylight, and it was difficult to fly with wings.

"Hateful, if only I could fully attribute, I can't get out now." Nai kept beating the cage, but the cage couldn't be opened at all.

"It's over, Golden Spur!" Axe Yue threw a golden gun out, and was dodged by Naiqing.

"Golden Needle!" Nai Qing also wanted to attack with a golden needle, but unfortunately it was all blocked by the earthen wall.

"If you don't see the coffin, you won't cry." The axe controlled the cage and slowly shrunk, where did Nai Qing suffer this kind of torture, seeing that the cage was about to press on him.

"I throw in the towel!" Nai Qing could only admit defeat helplessly.

Seeing this, the axe removed the cage.

"The axe wins!" Mr. Lin checked the bodies of the two of them, and it was okay, all right.

"In the second game, Mo Ming fought against the remnants."

Mo Ming was still thinking about the matter of the axe, and when he heard that it was his turn, he hurriedly jumped on the martial platform.

The two clenched their fists, and before Mo Ming could react, the stump disappeared.

"Ghost Knife!"

Mo Ming knew that this was a stump stunt, and he also knew how to break it, but he had just broken through the spirit level, and he didn't even have a spirit level cultivation technique, let alone a spirit decision.

Mo Ming held the black sword in his hand and closed his eyes, since he couldn't see it, then he didn't look at it.

Mo Ming felt the air around him, took a deep breath, as if he was blending into it, and suddenly a black shadow broke the air and disturbed the peace.

Mo Ming raised his hand to block it, blocking the ghost knife in the stump corner.

"How did you do that?" The stump is a little unconfident.

"If I don't tell you, it won't work." Mo Ming didn't tell the stump because his speed was too fast, stirring the air, and his divine soul power was extremely strong.

"In that case, let's see if you can block my second sword, and the sword shadow will break the boundary!"

Mo Ming's eyes were closed, and his whole body was tense, but there were afterimages everywhere around, not to mention stirring the air, it was all turned upside down.

"Do you still have to rely on that trick?" Mo Ming was a little helpless.