Chapter 129: A Mage Should Use a Stick (Part 1)

"God Mo, long time no see."

"President Yi, Red Maple City is everyone's territory, let's work together to kill the little devil."

Yi Fei froze for a moment, and found that Mo Lan's expression was not very good. He immediately understood that Mo Lan had just come from another village, and nodded solemnly.

"God Mo can rest assured, we are all staring at the Blink Technique, everyone has shown their abilities, and then we may have to compete with God Mo."

Mo Lan smiled and said nothing, Yi Fei nodded and retreated, and the other presidents present did not come to join in the fun, and nodded to Mo Lan as a greeting.

However, at this time a player came over.

"Moshen? I think it's just a lucky player. When he was lucky, he created a mage. Don't call you Moshen to know whether he knows Bei.

Mo Lan, dare to challenge me one-on-one? If you win, I admit that you are indeed capable. If you lose, you should keep your tail between your legs in the future. "

"Why do I have to compare with you? What are you? Mo Lan's strength needs to be acknowledged by you?

Do you think that just one person can step on the top? Don't you think you deserve it? "

Ding Jin smiled back in anger, and said disdainfully.

"You, hmph, don't you just dare not fight? You are self-aware."

Mo Lan stopped Ding Jin who was about to strike, and twisted his neck.

"I'm coming, you get out of the way."

The man was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said quickly.

"Okay, although you don't have much ability, you still have the courage. For the sake of this, you will act softly later and save some face for you."

Mo Lan ignored him, turned her head and looked around. At this time, many people had heard about this incident, and then gathered around. Mo Lan searched for a while, and stopped when she saw a person next to Yi Fei.

"President Yi, can I borrow the iron rod from the brother next to you?"

"Huh? Yes."

Yi Fei was taken aback for a moment, then nodded, and asked the player next to him to pass the iron rod to Mo Lan.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, you're welcome."

Mo Lan picked up the wrought iron eyebrow stick that was as thick as two thumbs in his hand, and walked towards the center of the open space expressionlessly.

"Hahaha, Mo Lan, are you afraid that you won't be able to release the spell later, so you use an iron rod to strengthen your courage?"

The man laughed loudly, walked towards Mo Lan, and stopped only ten meters away from Mo Lan.

"When the wooden stick in my hand falls to the ground, the battle will begin. I will hit you as far as I want, and you can do whatever you want."

"Wait, it's so close."

Just as Zou Peng was about to say something, Mo Lan stretched out his hand to signal him to stop.

"Shameless, thick-skinned."

Yi Fei next to him said suddenly.

"Hehe, others don't care how Mo Lan was defeated, or how close it was to the beginning.

As long as Mo Lan is defeated, that's fine. With this defeat, Mo Lan basically only has the title of the founder of the mage. After all, Mo Lan is young and impulsive.

This stepping stone is well chosen. "

A president who came over from the side said, Yi Fei shook his head.

"Not necessarily, Mo Lan is sure that he dares to fight, or else"

Yi Fei was stunned suddenly, watching the soldiers who were dueling with Mo Lan suddenly attack him.

"No one on the battlefield will tell you when to attack. I am your enemy. If you believe what I say so easily, then you deserve to lose."

Yi Fei was stunned, and many people were dumbfounded, cursing shamelessly.

"To be so shameless, this is also a talent, the victory or defeat may be uncertain.

This guy should be promoted to the elite soon. Although his strength is not as good as his face, he is not too far behind.

At this level, resisting the fire ring may not be useful, Mo Lan is in trouble. "

"Die!"

This player was holding a machete in his hand, with excitement on his face and fighting spirit surging, he immediately increased his speed to the fastest, and slashed at Mo Lan fiercely.

Mo Lan's body flickered with magic lights.

Stone skin technique!

Resist the Ring of Fire!

Feline elegance!

Seeing the formation of the resistance ring of fire, the warrior showed a smug expression on his face.

"Haha, it's useless!"

As soon as the words fell, the magic light flickered, and the knife in his hand was shrouded in a layer of golden light, which directly split the air wave that resisted the expansion of the fire ring, and the whole person was just stagnant.

However, at this moment, he suddenly realized that he didn't move, but Mo Lan was directly blown away by the resisting fire ring for more than 50 meters, and stood at a distance, looking at him expressionlessly.

This time, everyone was stunned.

"Fuck, it turns out that Mo Shen didn't lie to me. Resisting the ring of fire is really a displacement spell, not used to displace the enemy."

"Show."

Yi Fei also smiled.

"Now that the distance has been drawn, the warrior's only spell has been used up again. The game is over and Mo Lan wins."

However, to everyone's surprise, Mo Lan walked forward with a wrought iron rod, only casting two spells on himself on the way.

"Hahaha, you're courting death, then I'll be impolite."

The soldier who had a gloomy face on the other side smiled now.

"Although my spells have been used up, it's not something you, a little mage, can do.

Come, let me teach you how to play close combat."

Before he finished speaking, he only felt a shock in his head, and his whole body stopped, and then a wrought iron rod was swung down.

Mental shock!

The warrior who had regained consciousness realized that it was too late to dodge, so he quickly raised his hand to block it.

How powerful can a mage be?

However, as soon as the thought flashed across his mind, his arm felt a sharp pain.

A huge force was released from the wrought iron rod, and the warrior fell down and rolled several times, his arm was twisted and apparently broken, and the sword flew a long way in the process.

"Cut~"

"That's it?"

There was a burst of booing from the side, and the soldier's face turned red, and he became angry from embarrassment. His body was full of vindictiveness, and he turned over and rushed towards Mo Lan.

Mo Lan was expressionless, and the ground under his feet suddenly rose, pushing Mo Lan up.

The soldier almost bumped into the stone pillar, stopped quickly, didn't look up, and turned back to dodge.

At this time, I only felt the shadow covering my head.

boom!

The heavy wrought iron rod fell with great force, he subconsciously tilted his head, and the wrought iron rod whizzed by his ears with a strong wind.

Click!

There was a sound of shoulder cracking, and the severe pain made his mind dull and his eyes were red.

"ah!"

The soldier shouted angrily and rushed towards Mo Lan.

boom!

boom!

boom!

boom!

Mo Lan was surprisingly flexible, and the cooked iron rod in his hand fell on the warrior again and again, during which time he only replenished a spell whose duration had expired.

Bear Explosion!

The soldier made a mistake and failed to dodge Mo Lan's attack, and the wrought iron rod fell directly on his head.

boom!

The head exploded, and white and red splashed everywhere. Everyone around saw the throat twitching, and the shock in their eyes did not subside for a long time, and then the shocked voices and strange screams continued to resound.

Mo Lan took the wrought iron rod, squatted down next to the soldier's corpse, carefully wiped the white and red spots on the stick with his clothes, then walked to Yi Fei, and returned the stick to the player.

"Thanks."

"No thanks."

Yi Fei didn't say anything, just gave a thumbs up silently, with shock in his eyes.

"I didn't expect the mage to beat the warrior to death with a stick. It's amazing."

Just as Mo Lan was about to reply, a voice suddenly came from behind, making him frown.

"Mo Lan, I didn't expect you to be so shameless, it's fine to secretly prepare spells in advance, and you also use the power of weapons.

Come on, fight me if you have the ability! "

A soldier ran to the center and yelled at Mo Lan.

"One group, fireball!"

Mo Lan looked back at him and said softly.

As soon as the words fell, twenty-five fireballs rose from the sky above the Jiuding mage group.

The rising fireballs instantly gathered together in the air, and Mo Lan used his spiritual power to guide them.

boom!

The flames rose, and the air waves surged. When the flames dissipated, there was only a deep pit left in place.

Then Mo Lan turned around again and smiled at Yi Fei.

"Mages should use sticks."

PS: Do you see the words in brackets after the chapter name?

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