Chapter 128: Mages Should Use Sticks

"Moshen, long time no see."

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

Yi Fei paused and found that Mo Lan's face looked a little bad. He immediately realized that Mo Lan had just come from another village, and nodded seriously.

"Don't worry, Master Mo. We are all keeping an eye on the flash technique. Everyone should show off their abilities. Who knows, we may even have to compete with Master Mo at that time."

Mo Lan smiled and said nothing. Yi Fei nodded and walked away. Seeing this, the other presidents present did not come over to join in the fun. They just nodded to Mo Lan as a greeting.

However, at this time a player came over.

"Mo Shen? I think he's just a lucky player who got lucky and created a mage. Don't call you Mo Shen and you'll know you don't know what to do.

Mo Lan, do you dare to challenge me in a duel? If you win, I admit that you are indeed capable. If you lose, you should keep a low profile in the future."

"Why should I compete with you? Who do you think you are? Do you need to acknowledge Mo Lan's strength?

Do you think you can step on anyone to get to the top? Don’t you think about whether you are worthy of it?”

Ding Jin was so angry that he smiled and said with disdain.

"You, huh, you just don't dare to fight? You have some self-awareness..."

Mo Lan stopped Ding Jin who was about to take action and twisted his neck.

"I'll come, you guys get out of the way."

The man was immediately delighted when he heard this and spoke quickly.

"Okay, although you don't have much ability, you still have some courage. For this reason, I will be gentler and save your face."

Mo Lan ignored him and turned to look around. Many people had heard about this and gathered around. Mo Lan looked for a while and stopped when he saw someone next to Yi Fei.

"President Yi, can you please borrow the iron rod of the brother next to you?"

"Hmm? Sure."

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

"Thanks."

"You're welcome. You're welcome."

Mo Lan picked up the wrought iron stick that was as thick as two thumbs and walked towards the center of the open space with an expressionless face.

"Hahaha, Mo Lan, are you afraid that you won't be able to cast spells later, so you're holding an iron stick to give yourself courage?"

The man laughed loudly and walked towards Mo Lan, stopping when he was only ten meters away from Mo Lan.

"When this stick in my hand hits the ground, the battle will begin. I will only give you a few pointers, and you can do whatever you want."

"Wait a minute, so close..."

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

"Shameless and thick-skinned."

Yi Fei next to him suddenly said.

“Haha, others won’t care how Mo Lan was defeated , or how close they were at the beginning.

As long as Mo Lan is defeated, it will be enough. If he is defeated, Mo Lan will basically only be left with the title of the founder of the mage school. After all, Mo Lan is young and impulsive.

This stepping stone is well chosen.”

A guild master who came over said, Yi Fei shook his head.

"Not necessarily. If Mo Lan dares to accept the challenge, he must be confident. Otherwise..."

Yi Fei was suddenly stunned, watching the warrior who was dueling with Mo Lan suddenly launch a sneak attack.

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

Yi Fei was stunned, and many people were dumbfounded and cursed him as shameless.

“To be so shameless, this… this is also a talent, the outcome may be uncertain now.

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

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

“Die!”

The player was holding a machete in his hand, with excitement and fighting spirit surging on his face. He instantly increased his speed to the fastest and chopped down Mo Lan with a fierce blow.

Several magical lights flashed on Mo Lan's body instantly.

Stoneskin!

Resist the Ring of Fire!

Cat elegance!

Seeing the resistance fire ring taking shape, the warrior showed a hint of pride on his face.

"Haha, it's useless!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the magic light flashed, and a layer of golden light covered the knife in his hand, which directly split the air waves that resisted the expansion of the fire ring, and the whole person just paused.

However, at this moment he suddenly realized that he did not move, but Mo Lan was blown more than fifty meters away by the resistance fire ring, stood far away, and looked at him expressionlessly.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

"Shit , it turns out that Mo Shen didn't lie to me. Resist Fire Ring is really a displacement spell, and it's not used to move the enemy."

"Show."

Yi Fei also smiled.

"Now that we have distanced ourselves from each other, and the warrior has used up his only spell, the match is over, and Mo Lan wins."

However, to everyone's surprise, Mo Lan walked forward with the wrought iron rod in hand, and simply released two spells on himself along the way.

"Hahaha, you're actually looking for death. I won't be polite then."

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

“Although I have used up my magic, it is still not something a little wizard like you can defeat.

Come, I will teach you how to play melee..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt a shock in his head and his whole body stopped moving, and then a wrought iron rod was swung down.

Mental shock!

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

Just a magician, how much power can he have...

However, as soon as the thought flashed through his mind, he felt a sharp pain in his arm.

The huge force from the wrought iron rod was released, and the soldier fell down and rolled several times. His arm was twisted and obviously broken, and in the process, the sword flew far away.

"Tsk~"

"That's it?"

There was a burst of booing from the side, and the warrior's face turned red. He was furious and embarrassed, and the fighting spirit in his body surged. He turned over and pounced towards Mo Lan.

Mo Lan had a blank expression on his face. The ground beneath his feet suddenly rose up and lifted Mo Lan up.

The soldier almost bumped into the stone pillar and stopped immediately. Without looking up, he turned back to dodge.

At this moment, I only felt a shadow covering my head.

Bang!

The heavy wrought iron rod fell down with great force. He subconsciously tilted his head and the wrought iron rod whistled past his ears with a strong wind.

Snap!

The sound of his shoulder breaking was heard, and the severe pain made his head feel stuffy and his eyes red.

"ah!"

The warrior yelled angrily and rushed towards Mo Lan.

Bang!

Mo Lan was surprisingly agile. The iron rod in his hand hit the warrior again and again, and in the meantime he only cast a spell with an expiration date.

Bear Explosion!

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

Bang!

The head exploded, white and red splattered everywhere. Everyone around felt their throats choking and the shock in their eyes did not subside for a long time. Then shocked voices and strange screams continued to sound.

Mo Lan took the wrought iron stick, squatted beside the warrior's body, carefully wiped the white and red on the stick with his clothes, then walked to Yi Fei and returned the stick to the player.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome."

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

"I didn't expect a wizard could kill a warrior with a stick. That's amazing."

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

"Mo Lan, I didn't expect you to be so shameless. Not only did you secretly prepare spells in advance, but you also used the power of weapons.

Come on, fight me if you can!"

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

"One set, Fireball!"

Mo Lan turned around and looked at him, speaking softly.

As soon as he finished speaking, twenty-five fireballs rose from the sky above the Nine Ding Mage Corps.

The rising fireballs instantly gathered together in the air, and Mo Lan guided them with his mental power.