Versatile Mage: Evolving from the One-eyed Wolf

Many students recognized the fourth-level Fierce Fist. After all, Dongfang Lie was also a celebrity in Mingzhu Academy. His natural talent was the mutant star. He would automatically increase his level when casting fire magic. Fierce Fist Nine Dragons was naturally his signature skill!

But most people didn't understand why Mo Fan's Nine Dragons were so powerful. It was not an exaggeration to say that one was worth several Dongfang Lies.

No student thought about soul seeds. After all, soul seeds were too precious and not accessible to students at this stage. Most mages who had completed high-level cultivation did not have soul seeds of three systems.

"Soul seeds!"

Only Dongfang Lie in the audience murmured, watching Mo Fan's Nine Dragons go out to sea and show their power. His eyes were full of reluctance and jealousy. As a mage who had used Fierce Fist Nine Dragons many times, he knew at a glance that this was the difference between soul seeds and spirit seeds.

The surrounding discussions gradually reached Dongfang Lie's ears. He took a deep breath and tried to calm the waves in his heart, but a feeling of irritability could not be stopped.

Whenever he thought of Zhu Meng giving all the votes that could have been given to the Dongfang family to Mo Fan, his heart was burning. The resentment and jealousy gnawed at his heart like a poisonous snake.

Mo Fan's dazzling performance exacerbated this pain. After a long time, Dongfang Lie finally recognized the reality and collapsed on the chair helplessly. What is a soul seed? How precious is it? He knew it very well.

He knew that he would never be able to catch up with Mo Fan in his life. His waist, which had been straight for more than 20 years, was finally broken.

"Fuck! Big brother! Awesome! From now on, I will obey you in Mingzhu Academy!" Li Ziqi gave Mo Fan a thumbs up! He really obeyed.

"Big brother, take me next time!"

"..."

Mo Fan smiled and said nothing. He felt the discussions around him. The pretentious soul in his heart was greatly satisfied. The "Mo Fan" spoken by everyone seemed to nourish his heart like the most gentle power of faith.

From now on, whoever dares to say that he is backed by a contracted beast will be directly served with a fierce fist!

Walking towards the audience, Mu Nujiao and others immediately surrounded him. Zhao Manyan directly hugged Mo Fan's neck and locked him under his armpits.

"Tell me! Did you gain something in Zhuoyuan that we don't know about?" Zhao Manyan locked Mo Fan's neck tightly, and insisted that he explain everything.

However, his physique as a mid-level mage was not good enough in front of Mo Fan. Mo Fan straightened his back slightly and lifted Zhao Manyan up.

"Don't make a fuss! It's just a small gain. I learned a little bit from the Fire Witch." Mo Fan said perfunctorily.

"Big Demon King, you are so strong, you must have a chance to win this National Government Competition!" Ai Tutu said excitedly.

"Sorry, I have been selected for a long time!"

"How did you practice? You have reached a high level so quickly!" Mu Nujiao was very confused. She felt that her high level was still a long way off, but Mo Fan had already reached a high level in two systems.

"When you become like me, with billions of dollars, you will know. Stop hanging around here, and leave."

The nomination competition was still going on in an orderly manner. After this day, everyone knew that Mo Fan was already a high-level mage and had a fire soul seed.

There were so many mentors present, and they naturally recognized Mo Fan's strength, so Mo Fan's information spread all at once, which led to Mo Fan's competition every time he was just going through the motions, and no one thought that he could beat a high-level soul seed.

This also made Mo Fan famous. All the colleges and universities with the right to nominate knew about Mo Fan. He had already had a high-level soul seed before the National Government Competition began. He could be said to be a strong candidate for the captain.

Time passed in a flash, and more than 20 days passed. Mo Fan, who had just come out of the Three-Step Tower, whistled and walked on the way to the Qingtian Hunting House with a slapping step.

After this period of precipitation, his space system was also upgraded to the intermediate level three, and the other systems were still the same. The thunder system and shadow system were not taken care of during this period, and there was no intention to break through the bottleneck.

Chen Xian successfully broke through the high level of the curse system. He found that the soul furnace could be regarded as his own soul cultivation vessel. The improvement of soul cultivation would naturally drive the improvement of magic system cultivation.

His cultivation speed was no slower than that of Mo Fan at this time. After all, his little loach had not evolved yet.

During this period of time, he lived a decadent life. In addition to the nomination competition, Mo Fan and Chen Xian did not go to hunt monsters much, and did not do many hunter tasks. Therefore, his income was relatively average, and all of it was used to buy milk powder for little Yan Ji.

The current Mo Fan is not the poor Mo Fan in the original book. Little Yan Ji has been directly fed with spirit seeds since childhood, and her growth speed is completely incomparable to that in the original book.

In addition to the improvement speed of high-level summoning magic power, it is estimated that it will take less than a year for little Yan Ji to be promoted to commander.

As for the Swift Wind Demon Eagle, it is still in the advanced stage of the general. The bone strengthening and blood replacement have begun, and now it has also started to pay for krypton gold. However, as the big head of the war soul, it has not found a good choice yet. Mo Fan and Chen Xian decided to wait until when they meet a suitable monster.

...

Mo Fan took out his phone and was about to call Xin Xia, but the phone rang by itself. Mo Fan opened the message and saw a short line of words that made Mo Fan tremble violently as if he was struck by thunder... His bright eyes were hit so hard that he could not even find his soul! !

(The ancient capital's undead riots, the Xihong team sent to rescue the survey team, including patrol officer Zhang Xiaohou, were all wiped out!)

The whole army was wiped out!

This word was like an ice spear that pierced Mo Fan's heart and lungs, and the coldness went straight into his soul. The whole person felt like he fell into an ice cave for thousands of years, and he couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

The departure of a close friend, those who have not experienced it cannot empathize. Military magicians always hold their heads high. How can there be no casualties in fighting with demons?

When Zhang Xiaohou joined the military, he thought about vetoing him, but when he thought of his desperate attitude when he rushed to the safety barrier with He Yu in his arms, he knew that he, as the eldest brother, could not persuade him.

Although Mo Fan was mentally prepared for this day when Zhang Xiaohou decided to join the army, when the bad news really came, he still couldn't accept it. His eyes unconsciously turned red, but he resisted the urge to let tears flow out.

"I want to see the person alive, and the body dead!"

Mo Fan said hoarsely.

[Do you want me to take you there? If you go to the ancient capital, I should be able to reach it in one breath by bypassing the Qinling Mountains. 】Chen Xian said.

If you want to go to the ancient capital, you need to go around Qinling Mountain. Chen Xian can ignore other demon areas, but Qinling Mountain is different. There are too many feathered demons in Qinling Mountain, and they have a strong sense of airspace. If Chen Xian crosses directly, he will definitely be beaten by the big demon.

"Thank you, Brother Xian!" Mo Fan said.

Without making any preparations, Mo Fan just wanted to get to his best friend as quickly as possible.