The sound of the flute falls on Douluo

Chapter 12 The first appearance of the edge

After Mo Fan was taken to the back mountain, he found that the vegetation was dense and the concealment was excellent. Even if he passed through the air, it was difficult to detect the things on the ground.

This place was obviously carefully selected by Bibi Dong.

On the large open space in front of them, densely packed tents were set up. With Mo Fan's arrival, some curious children came out of the tents one after another.

They are all children who have just awakened their martial souls. They are all around 6 years old, so they all share mixed beds. Some boys and girls live in the same tent.

After walking out of the tent, he looked curiously at the new member, Mo Fan.

They also just came here not long ago, because of Mo Fan, Bibi Dong directly delayed the elite plan for a month, which also showed how much she valued Mo Fan.

"It's a pity that you live in that tent. If you don't feel comfortable, I can prepare it for you alone."

Bo Gang leaned down, pointed at the tent not far away, and spoke softly to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan looked at the tent he pointed to. There were still three teenagers standing outside the tent, who could be regarded as his future roommates.

"It's okay, the teacher didn't ask me to come here for enjoyment."

Mo Fan rejected his offer and walked straight towards the tent.

Seeing this, Bo Gang didn't say much. He straightened up and shouted to everyone: "Start tomorrow! The training will officially start! Only one of you will leave!"

Not paying attention to the surprised expressions of the children, Bo Gang took one last look at Mo Fan, then turned and left.

Mo Fan came to the three people outside the tent and greeted them with a smile.

The two of them didn't appreciate it. They glanced at Mo Fan, and there was a flash of disdain in their eyes, and then returned to the tent full of arrogance.

Mo Fan looked at their backs with weird eyes, am I so unbearable?

When Mo Fan came here, he specifically asked Bo Gang for a set of bunts. Although it was a rough one, it was better than their little vests!

Just when Mo Fan was speechless, the remaining little boy came over and patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, their characters are just like this. My name is Qin Mo, please give me your advice."

He held out his hand and briefly introduced himself.

"Mo Fan, please give me your advice." Mo Fan smiled and reached out to shake hands with him.

After introducing each other, the two walked into the tent one after another.

There are three floors in the tent, and there is still an open space in the middle.

And Mo Fan saw a discarded bedding in a corner of the tent, obviously someone threw it there deliberately.

Mo Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at the two people who were lying leisurely on the floor, and said in a cold tone: "I don't think I provoked you?"

"This is the rule of this tent, didn't Qin Mo tell you?" The boy with a braid tied on the back of his head replied indifferently.

"Rules?" Mo Fan frowned and looked at Qin Mo.

Qin Mo sighed helplessly, "Whoever is the strongest will be the boss in this tent, and the rest must listen to him."

"Then he is the strongest among you?" Mo Fan asked after hearing Qin Mo's explanation, pointing at that person.

Just when Qin Mo was about to answer "yes", the person pointed at suddenly became violent.

"Who allowed you to point at me!"

When he rushed over, the exposed skin was covered with gray horny, which looked like a beast soul.

Mo Fan's martial soul lit up, and an ink-colored long flute engraved with golden dragon patterns appeared in his hand.

Mo Fan didn't even need martial arts moves, and it was a blow to him.

"Boom!"

The man fell to the ground in response, lying on the ground and eating dirt.

But to Mo Fan's surprise, he got up quickly and did not fall into a faint.

Mo Fan's slap, unless it was a defensive martial spirit with thick skin and resistance, he would definitely be dizzy for a while.

But this guy actually shook his head a few times before getting up from the ground.

Pretty solid!

Mo Fan curiously asked Qin Mo beside him: "What kind of martial spirit is he? It seems quite resistant to beating."

Qin Mo was startled by Mo Fan's blow just now. Hearing Mo Fan's inquiry, he immediately came back to his senses and introduced: "His name is Fang Tian, ​​and his martial soul is an earth-splitting rhinoceros. He has excellent defense and attack, but his speed is a bit slow."

"You still know the details." Mo Fan glanced at him meaningfully, and then returned to Fang Tian.

Qin Mo felt a little nervous when he saw him, and smiled back in embarrassment.

"It's spacious outside, let's go out and fight!" Fang Tian was obviously still not convinced, and shouted in a rough voice.

"Okay." Mo Fan replied indifferently.

I don't know who spread the news. Not long after Mo Fan arrived in an open space, they were surrounded by other people, leaving a large open space for them.

Such a big commotion naturally attracted Bo Gang, but he didn't come forward to stop him, but hid aside and watched.

He wanted to know what ability Mo Fan had to become the holy son of Wuhundian.

Being watched by so many people, Fang Tian was suddenly excited, and steam came out of his nostrils.

Unlike him, Mo Fan watched the battle speechlessly, feeling like he was being watched by a monkey.

"Today, I will teach you a newcomer, and let you know what the rules are." Fang Tian pointed at Mo Fan arrogantly, and then shouted: "Martial Soul Possession!"

Those who come here are basically children who have just awakened their spirits, not to mention the first spirit ring, it is not certain whether they have reached the tenth level.

The beast martial soul is okay, it can also possess the martial soul and enhance its combat power.

Qi Wuhun is sad, without the corresponding skills, it is impossible to use the power of Qi Wuhun.

Now that Mo Fan is holding Panlong Moxiao, everyone knows that he is a Wuhun weapon, so they don't think highly of him.

However, none of them expected that Mo Fan is a freak, not only has the corresponding martial arts, but also has the first soul ring.

With everyone showing shocked expressions at the same time, Mo Fan lit up his first soul ring.

When the purple soul ring lit up above Mo Fan's head, there was silence around him.

And Bo Gang, who was hiding in the dark, already felt his jaw dislocated...

Mo Fan looked at Fang Tian opposite with a half-smile, "Are you still playing?"

Seeing that Mo Fan was a soul master with one ring, and the color of the first soul ring was purple, which he had never seen before, Fang Tianxia swallowed consciously.

Although he was very nervous, he still pretended to be calm and replied: "Humph! You will only know who is strong and who is weak after you fight. Who knows if you are an embroidered pillow."

After a wave of self-comfort in his heart, Fang Tian rushed towards Mo Fan with full force.

Mo Fan was not in a hurry, he calmly picked up the world of mortals and walked freely, easily dodging Fang Tian's attack.

The purple soul ring submerged into the jade flute, and a soothing sound of the flute spread around like ripples in the water following Mo Fan's playing.

The first soul skill "Moisturizing things silently" was activated.

Mo Fan concentrated all the effects of the soul ring on Fang Tian, ​​so the people around him only heard a gentle tune.

But Fang Tian, ​​who was under the effect of the soul skill, didn't feel so well.

Fang Tian didn't feel much at first, and he was still chasing Mo Fan fiercely.

There is even a little pride in my heart, this newcomer is really an embroidered pillow, I like my wit.

But as time went by, he gradually noticed something was wrong.

He felt that the soul power in his body was being consumed faster than before!

But he didn't think much about it, he just wanted to end the battle faster.

However, Mo Fan, who was walking freely in the world of mortals, was like a slippery loach, no matter how hard Fang Tian tried, he couldn't touch a corner of his clothes.

"If you're a man, fight with dignity, don't just run!"

The attack failed again, Fang Tian propped his hands on his knees, panting continuously, and used a rough aggressive method on Mo Fan.

Mo Fan was unmoved, and still kept a safe distance from him, smiling and blowing the ink flute.

Seeing that Mo Fan was not fooled, Fang Tian wiped his face and continued to attack.

Mo Fan's first soul skill is a two-way skill.

Just like the name of the soul skill, it will be like spring rain, quietly wearing away the soul power of the enemy and recovering the soul power of one's own.

Although there will be a loss of soul power when using the soul skill, but after offsetting the recovery, at the same level, Mo Fan is unmatched in the battle of attrition.

Coupled with the erratic movement of Hongchen Xiaoyaobu, it can be said that the current Mo Fan is definitely a nightmare for erupting soul masters in the same level.

So, Fang Tian was in tragedy.

Being played around by Mo Fan, but Mo Fan didn't even touch a thread.

"Huh...huh...don't hit, don't fight!" Fang Tian clasped his hands on his waist, panting heavily, and shouted at Mo Fan.

Hearing that he wanted to stop the war, Mo Fan stopped his flute and said with a smile: "Then you admit defeat."

Looking at Mo Fan's handsome face, Fang Tian was furious and said, "I...I recognize...recognize your sister!"

I don't know if he has slowed down, but Fang Tian bumped into Mo Fan again, without giving Mo Fan any time to react.

Although the current Mo Fan has the IQ of an adult, but he has too little actual combat experience, he stopped without any precaution when he heard the other party call to stop.

There was no time to dodge, so Mo Fan had no choice but to block Mo Xiao in front of his chest.

Don't look at Fang Tian's small size, but his strength is astonishing. Mo Fan was knocked into the air for a long distance.

Bo Gang, who was hiding in the dark, shrank his pupils suddenly when he saw the scene in front of him.

This little ancestor can't have an accident!

Just when he was about to check Mo Fan's situation, a sword light surged out from where Mo Fan fell.

Don't patronize the collection!Hand over the tickets quickly! (╯°Д°)╯︵┻━┻

(End of this chapter)