The Great Immortal of the City

Chapter 993 Mo Huasong Doesn't Care
Feilong looked up at Jin Dajun: "Jin Dasha, if someone bullies you in the future, you come to us, we will help you settle it. But, you want to treat me to dinner."

"Eat?" Jin Dajun felt his heart ache.It costs fifty credits to eat a meal, even if he has gold and silver, he can't resist it. "I'd better find Brother Batian, he can do it."

When Jin Dajun thought about Mo Batian's attack just now, his heart became hot.It's still Mo Batian who is reliable, unlike Feilong, who sees that something is wrong and runs away without caring about himself.Just now, he also lost a piece of escape talisman, very distressed.

Seeing that Jin Dajun didn't care about him, Feilong hurriedly said: "Jin Dasha, don't be stingy. At worst, I don't need you to invite me to the restaurant on the second floor. You can just invite me downstairs for dinner."

"Do you still need to invite me to dinner downstairs?" Jin Dajun smiled happily. "You follow me when the time comes, and I'll take you to dinner. But you have to help me hit someone else."

"There's no problem with this." Fei Long also shouted happily.

Mo Huasong looked at Jin Dajun, a silly boy, is Feilong the same as ordinary people?He is so good at eating that he has been blacklisted by the cafeteria.

Mo Huasong ignored them and walked towards the practice room.The sword spirit has already refined those soul-cultivating stones, and with her and Nine Dragon Fish taking turns watching here, there should be no problem.

When Jin Dajun heard that Mo Huasong was going to practice, he followed suit.

When Jin Dajun saw that Mo Huasong was not heading towards the low-level training room, he couldn't help shouting: "Brother Batian, you are going the wrong way."

"I'm not wrong, I just go there." Mo Huasong smiled and continued to walk forward.

When Mo Huasong came to the door of the intermediate practice room and showed his student number plate, the staff member let him in.

Jin Dajun's eyes lit up, he really didn't expect that students from the Ping department can also come to the intermediate training room?As long as I said it earlier, he could also come here to practice.

Jin Dajun handed the student number plate to the staff, and the other party took it to the machine inside and swiped it, then angrily threw it back and cursed: "Boy, you are just a student of the ordinary department, dare to come here to practice? Do you know that this is an intermediate training room? "

"I know it's an intermediate practice room, but my classmates can go in, why can't I go in?" Jin Dajun argued hard.

"Are people the same?" When the staff heard Jin Dajun talking about Mo Huasong, they got angry.

In fact, he was also puzzled, you said that a level student like that, who is still at the early stage of Jindan, how could he enter the intermediate training room?

But his student number plate has authority, no matter how much he has an opinion, there is nothing he can do about it.You must know that this kind of authority is only available to the district chief.Even the deputy head or the instructors do not have such authority.It must be the very handsome student who walked through the district chief's back door.

By the way, I heard that the man in the sky has a daughter. Could it be that he has taken a fancy to her and wants to train her to be his son-in-law?
Jin Dajun got angry when he heard it, and asked loudly: "What's the difference? I'm no different from him?"

"Are you handsome?" the staff asked.

Jin Dajun froze for a moment, then covered his face and left.

Mo Huasong entered the practice room inside and began to practice the Heaven-Defying Yin-Yang Art.

As soon as he practiced, the powerful spiritual energy would rush towards him.And Mo Huasong is now like a machine running at full speed, no matter how much spiritual energy comes, he can receive it.

By the next morning, the aura in the intermediate training room began to thin out again.

Without the students inside running out to curse, the staff member took the initiative to increase the aura.

Not long after, Mo Huasong came out, and the staff stared at his back secretly in surprise. "What's going on here? Why does he come here every time, and then the training room will lack aura? Is there something weird in it? It's not right, he is only at the early stage of Jindan, so what's weird?"

Just when Mo Huasong walked outside, a message came from his communication instrument.

It was Lu Bubu who sent a message to Mo Huasong, asking him to come to ring 100.

Each district has one hundred teams, and each team has a big arena.For each month-to-month competition, ten players will be selected from each team, and then these thousand players will participate in the competition in the district.

Pick ten contestants from the district, and then participate in the freshman competition of the entire department.And one month later, the new students won't get any treatment, and they will compete with the old students.

Therefore, Lu Bubu attaches great importance to this freshman competition, and hopes that Mo Huasong can get a good ranking, otherwise he will be scolded to death by the people in the sky and the elder tree.

After Mo Huasong received the news from Lu Bubu, he hurriedly flew towards the ring over there.

Not long after, Mo Huasong came to the ring area of ​​No. 100.

This kind of arena is also a magic weapon. It can also divide many competition spaces inside, and it can also record video to distinguish who is superior and who is inferior.

Therefore, even if there are thousands of students in the 100th team, after entering the magic weapon of the ring, the score can appear in a short time.

They continue to draw lots to compete with other people, and within about three days, the results will be determined.

Seeing Mo Huasong approaching, Lu Bubu asked with a smile, "I heard that you are often in the training room?"

"Yes, teacher." Mo Huasong nodded. "This time I come to the martial arts competition, how many games do I want to fight?"

"Look at your strength. If you lose three games in a row, you don't need to fight, and you will get a score. This kind of magic weapon is very powerful and can judge your strength." Lu Bubu said. "However, Batian, I want you to take the top ten and participate in the selection competition of the district."

Lu Bubu had great hopes for Mo Huasong. After all, his talent is very good, and he can defeat students with mid-term Jindan strength.

Because the news about Mo Huasong beating Haiji yesterday had not yet reached Lu Bubu's ears.In order to help his students get a better ranking in the monthly comparison, Lv Bubu has been continuously offering small-scale tutoring for them these days.

If the students taught by Lu Bubu can get good rankings, he will also get some rewards.Not only Lu Bubu, but other teachers are also desperately tutoring students.

Mo Huasong replied indifferently: "Okay, I will try my best."

Mo Huasong said so, but he didn't want to care about these games.After all, it will take almost three days to finish participating in this competition.

If he can win, he will also participate in the competition of the hundred teams in the district.

If he wins again, he still has to participate in ten districts, which is really troublesome.

How did Lu Bubu know that Mo Huasong thought so, he thought Mo Huasong would go all out.After all, in this kind of martial arts competition, which student doesn't want to show off?

"Batian, you have to be careful. Because the freshmen this time are very strong, I heard that some students can still leapfrog and fight, and they can already beat the students of the Xuan Department." Lu Bubu said worriedly.

(End of this chapter)