MTL - I Have a “System” Halo-Chapter 229 I have an aura

When the guard heard his second master calling his master, he looked up at the person who had no sense of presence behind Mo Fan. Before seeing, the eyes are stinging. The guard was so frightened that he didn't dare to offend, his head became lower.

The Magic Arena is located in the center of the town, and is an open competition platform-like venue. A large vacant area was vacated in the surrounding area, so as not to cause injuries to the innocent people around.

At this moment, the imaginary battlefield in which there is no one in the sky is in full swing, and there is a sound of applause. Both sides of the high platform are full of people, one of them is Wang, the first illusionist family in the town, and the other is Mo's.

Just listen to the patriarch of the Wang clan, "Mr. Mo, your son of Mo's, is nothing more than that."

On the stage, the Mo family's children are in a state of decline, as if they will be defeated in the next moment. Sure enough, as soon as the long clan of the Wang clan ended, the children of the Mo clan paralyzed with sweat and panic, apparently there was no successor.

Mo's in the town belongs to the ancient illusionist family, which has been passed down for thousands of years. However, with the decline of the fantasy world, the strength of Mo's children has become more and more unbearable.

The Wang family is a new-generation fantasy teacher family that has emerged in the past century. The young children of the Wang family have high talents. In the town, their fame is slightly overwhelming. However, after all, Mo's is an ancient family that has been passed down for thousands of years, and the ingrained thoughts of the townspeople will not be easily broken.

But if Wang defeated Mo in the eyes of everyone, it would be different. The patriarch Wang cried a proud smile.

"I don't know if there are any disciples in the Mo patriarch who want to take the stage to compete?"

The head of the Mo clan was ugly, and his eyes wandered among the disciples, but everyone who looked at them looked down. He sighed and was about to speak, but he heard the voice of a young man in the crowd, "And me."

Looking at the voice of the clan leader of the Mo clan, he saw that the young man was very strange and was not his usual child.

Could it be, which side branch is it?

The hope in his eyes faded, and the clan chief Mo shook his head. Even if it is my son Mo's, how far can illusions go from an offshoot of a bitch?

"Mr. Mo, I'm Mo Fan, I'm back," Mo Fan approached, looking at his father's excited face and calling out "Dad".

"Mo Fan? Is it Xiao Fan?" Clan Mo's surprise.

Since leaving the door ten years ago, Mo Fan has never returned, only the news of peace that comes every year.

The head of the Mo clan turned around and saw the youth beside Mo Fan. The mediocrity of young students, once they turn their heads, they will forget their looks. How can I have just seen and forgotten?

The patriarch Mo was even more excited when he guessed the identity of the other party.

They sent the disciples back then, and they were always stunned in their hearts. Now that the Mo Fan Hui people are also following the mountain, they can see that Mo Fan has done a good job in the interpretation, and even pleased the other party.

If Mo Fan came to power, presumably defeating the younger generation of the Wang clan would not be a problem. Not to mention Mo Fan's qualifications, that is, to study for ten years under the door of Bu Shi, he will not be easily overlooked.

The clan prince did not know Mo Fan's identity, and asked, "Clan Mo, this is also a disciple of your clan?"

"Exactly, this is the son of the Mo elder, Mo Fan."

"Why never heard that?" The clan chief Wang hesitated.

"Xiao Fan went out to study the illusion and just returned to the clan today. Just right, today you can see how Xiaofan learned." The chief of the Mo clan increased his confidence and laughed, signaling that Mo Fan came to power.

Mo Fan looked back at him, and when he saw the other nodded, he stepped onto the stage.

The magic bucket comparison method is different everywhere. In this town, Illusion Brawl uses the simplest turn-based system. That is, the two parties use illusion respectively. Whoever loses first loses even if he loses.

The match is divided into three rounds, using a three-game two-win system. If three times do not result in a victory, then five times, and five times do not work, on a par.

The Wang clan, who won several rounds, was in a great mood, and said to the clan Mo, "This boy Mo Fan has just returned home. He must be unfamiliar with the rules of our competition. Why not let the boy go first?"

The Mo patriarch proudly said, "No need, since it is Wang's turn to go first, it is up to you."

"Since Chief Mo is so confident, then our boy will start." The chief clan dismissed it.

Mo's strength in the town became more and more unbearable, but he only had such a prestigious reputation for thousands of years. According to his understanding, among the children of this generation, Mo's strength is the highest, but he has only reached the third realm, and the children of his family already have the fourth realm.

The royal patriarch said to the children on the stage, "Take out your skills."

The boy focused his head, looking at Mo Fan's eyes with contempt. He is not the strongest in the clan, but also the best among them. It is a waste of time to deal with a Mo child.

The young Wang's eyes flickered, and his mind turned, and he saw that he took a bowl of water and sprinkled it on the lantern silk surface on which the fish was playing with water. The crowd looked again, and saw that the fish was swimming like a living creature in the inch of silk cloth.

This is the true and false realm of the third realm of the illusionist. The fish was real, the water was real, the silk cloth turned into a square inch, only the swimming image came out of fantasy.

The Wang's boy proudly looked at Mo Fan and smiled provocatively. Mo Fan glanced at him lightly, a look that didn't put people in his eyes, and the young boy's smile changed into color.

The Mo clan looked at Mo Fan with anticipation, but his eyes were worried. In their eyes, the illusion of this boy can be detected at a glance, but they have been practicing for decades. The boy has only practiced for a few years. What will happen in the future is unknown.

Mo Fan just raised his hand, and the crowd with a look of amazement folded up in surprise. It turned out that the lively picture on the lamp was a painting again.

Seeing that Mo Fan easily resolved this illusion, the clan of the Wang clan could not help but calm down. This boy he has never heard of seems to be simple.

Mo Fan did not use foreign objects, but just raised his hand gently, and the painting on the lamp became a state of fish playing with water, and there was a faint sound of water. This alone is better than that Wang's boy.

In the first round, Mo Fansheng.

In the second round, Mo Fan did not choose a complicated way. Beating the beat lightly, the grass on the side of the table grew at a rate visible to the naked eye, and it instantly blossomed unstoppably, multiplying, from that one, spreading to several, dozens of flowers, and spreading all over the pit , Full of flowers.

Wang's boy was unable to resolve this illusion, and seeing Mo Fan fixedly looked at him, making him flushed.

"Come back." The clan of the Wang clan suddenly uttered a voice, and the beautiful scenery full of flowers turned into nothingness while the sound of the sound, and a pity came from the crowd.

"Wang Fuli, you go."

"Yes, Patriarch."

Another teenager stepped out of Wang's children and slowly walked up the steps. "I admit that you are good, but you are still a little bit short."

Mo Fan raised an eyebrow. "No comparison, how do you know?"

Wang Fu left the bamboo in his chest, proudly saying, "I have entered the fourth realm of the magician, and it is also a real realm." In this town, he is the leader of the young generation.

The anxiety in the eyes of the Mo clan is deeper, but the expectation is not diminished. Mo Fan followed Buddhism, but Wang Fuli of the Wang family only followed an elder in the Wang family to practice illusions.

The patriarch Mo believed in Mo Fan even more, but that Wang's son had been famous for a long time. Mo Fan had just returned to the town and he couldn't figure out the bottom.

Wang Fuli made a please gesture, this time, Mo Fan first shot.

Mo Fan picked up the pen and ink on the table and walked the pen room, but in a few breaths, a black-and-white fairy crane jumped on the paper.

Wang Fu chuckled and laughed, "Sculpture of carving insects."

Mo Fan said casually, "You are not the only one who enters the fourth realm."

"What?" Wang Fuli's ridiculed laughter froze on her face.

The drawing paper was rolled in a roll, and the crane suddenly issued a loud crane humming, and the wings and feathers stirred up, rising into the air. And that painting is already empty.

The crowd looked at each other, and another genius emerged?

Being able to enter the fourth realm in his teens, even among the big families in the city, can be called talented people, but in this town, two appeared at once.

Mo Fan is only a fourth-level entry, which is not difficult for Wang Fuli, but his face is not good-looking.

The other side hit him openly on the stage, how can he swallow this breath?

"It seems you still have a little skill." Wang Fuli squeezed out a word.

Mo Fan rolled her eyes in her heart.

Why do all these cannon fodder like to use language to highlight their superiority?

Mo Fan said nothing, Wang Fu was annoyed in the centrifugal, and continued in his mouth, "It is just a technique of entry. Today I will let you see what is the real fourth realm."

However, Wang Fuli still lost.

He seemed to have been hit, his face pale, and his lips trembling slightly. Listening to the cheers from the other side of Mo's in the ear, it was like a burst of humiliation coming at him.

He is the most talented illusionist in town!

Seeing that Wang Fu was in a wrong state, the clan prince hurriedly left. It is trivial to suppress the other party. If you lose a child who will have success in the future, you will lose more than you pay.

"This must be a master of interpretation." Patriarch Mo greeted salute respectfully.

At this moment, the group had returned to Mo's mansion. The elder wife who followed the elder carefully asked about Mo Fan's life in the past few years. Mo Fan returned patiently, but glanced from time to time to release.

Relieved slightly nodded.

"It's an honor for my master to come down to my tribe when he goes down the mountain. It's already a pleasure to get ready to eat and eat in the next place, will the master stay?"

That being said, the patriarch Mo was inquiring. Explaining the status is beyond his ability, that is, the elders in their clan have seen the other party respectfully and respectfully.

She was accustomed to not eating food on the earth, and only drank a few drinks on the table. The patriarch Mo thought that the food did not meet her appetite, and secretly burst into cold sweat. It was Mo Fan who said something to him before letting go of his heart.

There is a certain distance between the main house and the guest rooms, and it is naturally the best for the clan arrangement by the clan Mo, and it is also close to the backyard. However, Mo Fan was accustomed to being close to himself, but instead could not sleep in a familiar and unfamiliar room, and hurriedly rushed to knock on the door.

Inside the door, the release clothes are neat and tidy, and Ru Yu's face is shining brightly under the light.

"Master." Mo Fan went inwardly.

Shu Shi closed the door and asked "what happened".

Mo Fan aggrieved, "Master, I just miss you and want to see you."

After a brief break, he said lightly, "But for an hour."

"I'm not used to seeing you for a moment."

Mu Shi scorched his eyes on Mo Fan, don't open your eyes, sit down with her knees crossed, "It's early, go back to rest early."

"I can't sleep without Master."

"Stop it."

The words of reprimand, combined with a touch of tenderness, did not feel reprimand at all, but made Mo Fan smile with joy.

"Master, I know you can't bear me," Mo Fan's eyes rolled, "Well, I'll sleep with you?"

"This is not Xuefeng." The wall has ears, and you must pay attention to your behavior.

Mo Fanzha pulled his clothes on. "We are masters and apprentices. What's wrong with living in a room? And, Master, you are so good, why do you still care about other people's thoughts?"

It is because of its power that it pays more attention to others.

Xi Shi sighed in his heart and resolutely said, "You will go back later."

Knowing that the other party was iron-hearted and would not let himself stay, Mo Fan Nana answered.

It ’s rare to see snowy peaks, even if it appears in front of people. This time, I lived in Mohs for more than half a month. The chief of the Mo clan knew that the other party must be for Mo Fan.

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