
After the exam conference, Mo Lin did not obtain "freedom". After all, it was only the beginning of the month. After which, all she had to deal with was the "big gift" Aunt Dong had prepared for her.
"Master, you're acting too far!"
Merlin stood in Auntie Dong's room on a schedule.
Auntie Dong smiled:
"Excessive? Being a teacher is for your own good. After only two days of discussing with your classmates, your soul strength is not enough, which means you have not exercised enough, so to allow you to get enough exercise. , this schedule But I put my whole heart and soul into it for you."
Mo Lin rolled her eyes straight away.
'Do you mean that careful preparation takes an hour to write all the boxes on a schedule on fighting spirit? ! If it was just a one-on-one game, wouldn't it be just one fight a day! '
Auntie Dong looked at her and knew what Mo Lin was thinking, and said:
"If you are wondering why you can participate in so many battles in one day, of course it is because in addition to the first battle, all bets are made by the teacher. I think my good students shouldn't let me. teacher?"
Mo Lin looked at her schedule, then Auntie Dong:
"Then, what is won in this gambling battle."
"This is yours, you will be at the door of the Pope's Palace later, someone will take you there. By the way, I ordered your game for you myself. If you are late, you will be punished for losing. You know what? it's gonna happen." Auntie Dong
Unhappy and unhappy, Mo Lin still walked to the gate honestly. There was indeed a staff of the Spirit Hall waiting there. As he approached, Mo Lin felt a little familiar:
"Not Jie Brother Tao!"
That's right, she came with Su Yuntao, and Auntie Dong knew very well who was familiar with Mo Lin.
Su Yuntao touched the back of his head:
"Don't call me brother, your soul power is much more than mine, but in just four years, you have become a soul master. It seems like I, Su Yuntao, have good eyes for people? (Please watch Tang San repeat his words again
"Don't talk about it, the fighting spirit in my schedule is clearly set. Hurry up and take me to the arena of great fighting spirit." Mo Lin's
“Welcome to the Great Battle Arena of Wuhun City!” A host stands on a floating platform and mobilizes the mood of the audience:
"Today's game is very special, as one of the contestants in the first Soul Battle today was the youngest Soul Master to participate since the founding of the Great Soul Battle, so let's invite him to debut!
The war spirit respected Mo Lin, the innate qi of the weapon spirit and martial arts,
Fight against Li Shen, Zun Zun, the beast martial spirit, Swift Shadow Leopard! "
Mo Lin caught the attention of everyone once she appeared on the stage, because she was too young. At the age of ten, he was only over 1.6 meters tall, forming a very sharp contrast with Li Shen, who was 1.8 meters tall. It surprised the audience, because the host had just said that Mo Lin was His Majesty's War Soul!
The two stood at the center of the stage, and Li Shen did not show any contempt on his face, he had the strength of His Majesty's Soul at such a young age, and such a talent must have been a disciple of the Spirit Hall.
Li Shen put up a fighting position and was ready to fight.
"Game starts!"
Li Shen quickly had a martial spirit, dashed towards Mo Lin with his feet, and took Mo Lin's face with one claw, making him look like a paw, obviously wanted to defeat Mo Lin with his own speed and combat experience.
Just when his claws were about to touch Mo Lin's face, Mo Lin submerged his body with incredible speed, dodged the attack, and placed both of his fingers directly on Li Shen's fitting acupoint.
Since Li Shen Qianchong had a lot of momentum in the first place, in order not to let him die here, Mo Lin did not exert his strength.
But Mo Lin's point was a deadly point after Li Shen's fitting point was hit by two pointers, blood spurting out of his mouth and falling to the ground in pain, unable to even scream in pain.
This game is just a game, and one of the parties is a child. The host never expected to meet so much blood. Besides, the game ended so quickly. He and the audience were shocked. Professionalism reacted, and immediately gestured for the staff on the sidelines to enter the field, and then announced:
"Winner, Merlin!"
Mo Lin crouched down beside Li Shen, and secretly treated him with both hands. This time, he really did not understand the proportions well. He started a little harder to ensure that Li Shen's life was not in danger, and left.
"When is this over?"
Merlin:
"It was unlucky for him to be hit directly by me, so it ended sooner."
Su Yuntao thought about what Mo Lin said,
'What use? sizzling'
I don't know why, my lower body went cold, and I couldn't help but clamp my legs.
At a glance Mo Lin knew that Su Yuntao was thinking:
"What are you thinking? That's not the key point. Where's the next game, get me there quickly."
second round, though,
Mo Lin faced Li Lei, and Mo Lin's artillery set shot up into the sky and hit his forehead, causing him to faint on the spot.
Third scene, though,
When Mo Lin faced Han Meimei, Mo Lin put on her sleeve and swept her legs in the wind, breaking her jaw and kicking her leg.
the fourth, though,
. . . . . .
In six battles a day, Mo Lin had never used a spirit. Each battle lasted no more than ten seconds, and his opponents were all flawed at varying levels. "Because a gambling fight is known as a life-threatening fight, but if it's really life-threatening, and losing the gambling thing won't hurt your own economic situation, it's not going to hurt your own, most people will raise a white flag when they have to raise a white flag. If money is lost, you can make more money, but if lives go away, there really is nothing left.
But Mo Lin never gave his opponent the chance to raise the white flag. With a single move or a series of combos, his opponent could basically lie down.
In a day past ten, ten through a hundred, almost everyone knew there was a powerful and vicious child.
But what is more nonsense is that it has been demoted, and has been relegated into various unexplained versions, such as "he will never give up unless he injures his opponent", "he had the vices and tortured his opponent" , "write a suicide letter before fighting him" and so on. ~www.mtlovel.com~ Of course, Mo Lin accidentally defeated his opponent or prevented them from giving up. He just wanted to test it on the first day. How hard he hits people can ensure that the opponent will call his mother without paying. "The "treatment cost" (although not to be paid in the beginning) was mainly to prevent him from vomiting blood on his opponents as in the first match of the day.
So, in fact, in the last five games, the severity of the injury experienced by Merlin gradually reduced.
But this name had already been typed, and it seemed like Mo Lin's attempt to explain was useless.
On the second and third day, the same plot repeats itself all the time. Mo Lin suddenly felt that Auntie Dong had actually given her such an incredible gift. He would spend more than a minute every day fighting with six people. He made a lot of money from risking himself and the things he won in various gambling battles.Mo Lin felt that this thing made more money than buying armor.
A week later, due to Merlin's superhuman performance, the Great Battle Soul Arena turns all bets about Merlin's game into,
Whether Merlin can defeat his opponent in 20 seconds, 1 loses 1.3
Can Merlin beat his opponent in ten seconds, 2 to 1
Can Merlin beat his opponent in five seconds, 5 to 1?
. . . . . .
Sitting in her room, Auntie Dong watched the footage of Mo Lin, both happy and unhappy,
He was happy because Mo Lin was his own disciple and would become a pillar of the Spirit Hall in the future.Of course he wanted to see the strength to easily defeat spirit masters of the same level.
But Mo Lin's strength seemed to have nothing to do with him. He had done what a master had to do in terms of material conditions for many years, and he set up a schedule so that he wanted to make Mo Lin suffer, but now this was not the case. not showing up at all!
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