Legendary Mage

It has been almost two months since the end of Moline's first blood fight. Morin still did daily training, and then practiced the skills of using daggers under the guidance of "grimace".

During this time, Morin was able to feel the care of "grimace" for himself, but he always escaped this feeling.

At the same time, Justin continued to improve during this time. According to this trend, he was eligible to participate in the blood fight within half a year.

This filled Mo Lin with a sense of uneasiness.

Now Mo Lin just wants to flee here. The blood-stamping competition is held indefinitely, and there are many people participating in the blood-stamping competition. When this line is queued, one person has to wait for one to three months to participate in a blood-stamping competition.

This is a good thing for Mo Lin, you can give him enough time to practice.

To finish the last thing is extremely dangerous, this through the practice of fighting with "grimace", Morin has a very deep experience.

The shape of "ghost face" is like a ghost, the dagger is as fast as lightning, and the angle of attack is tricky. What is more terrible is that his dagger can often come suddenly in the shadows without warning, which is unpredictable.

Moline was once frustrated by this, but the "grimace" encouraged Moline.

Finally, one day, in the fight with "Grimace", Mo Lin surprisingly seized the opportunity and nearly defeated "Grimace".

"Grimace" told Moline that time, as long as he kept practicing, and was not discouraged, he would definitely be able to overcome himself.

Mo Lin really believed that, training was more diligent and powerful. Just because the "grimace" was so clever, Morin didn't realize at all that the "grimace" was actually intentional.

With the passage of time, Morin participated in two blood fights, and naturally won easily, which also meant that two more lives were ended by him.

When the third blood fight ended, "Grimace" said to Morin: "Boy, we will be together for a short time. When your fifth blood fight wins, you will not return here. I lived directly in the upper floor."

"That is to say, after the fourth blood fight, I have only one or two months with you?" Morin asked. Although he was looking forward to that day, but as time drew near, his heart became tense.

"Grimace" said to Morin, "It's not necessarily a month or two. It's not good to see you from the top. You may be arranged for your fifth blood fight within a few days."

Morin lowered his head, and when he looked up at "Grimace" again, he said, "Thank you for your care for so long, and your kindness in teaching me Kung Fu; but, after the fourth blood fight, you and I will be forever Not seeing you anymore!"

"Grimace" said with a sneer: "People often dig their own graves, boy, do you really think your fifth blood fight can win?"

Mo Lin said with a smile: "I taught you, do you still have no confidence in yourself?"

"Grimace" said regretfully: "But I have never heard you call me a teacher."

"I should call you a teacher," Morin said, looking at the "grimace" eyes, "but I really don't understand, what is your purpose, why do you treat me like this?"

"Grimace" didn't go to see Mo Lin, he sighed and said sadly: "You will know by then, and it is not time to tell you."

Morin frowned, and the answer "grimace" was really disliked by a child his age.

In a blink of an eye, another month and a half later, Justin happily told Morin that he could finally participate in the first blood fight through the final special training.

Morin really didn't understand what made such a promotion worthwhile.

"Of course it's a pleasure!" Justin told Morin. "Don't you listen to "Bear Head", as long as you enter the third floor, you will have a lot of meat to eat and you can play with women."

Mo Lin naturally heard such words, but he did not have any longing for this, so he did not take it seriously.

"Even the best food here, and you can also play with women, but you also lost your freedom!" Morin said to Justin.

Justin said in a glance: "Morin, you can't change the fact that you will stay here all your life. Why don't you follow the rules here? That way you can live a happier life."

Morin was speechless. Justin's words might represent the thinking of the vast majority of people. Could the birds in the cages no longer desire the blue sky?

"Actually, you are no different from death." Morin thought to himself, but did not say this to Justin.

Justin's first blood fight began immediately, and this time Morin would also go up with him to complete the fourth blood fight.

There were a total of six people in this group, which could be divided into three groups.

At the upper level, the first thing to do is to determine the opponent by drawing lots.

The opponent drawn by the first draw was "Skin Dog" against "Sea Lion".

In the second draw, "Landfowl" played against "Teal".

Justin looked at Moline, and his face became somber, because he and Moline were not in the first two groups, so naturally, the two were divided into the third group.

Justin's nickname is "bear head", named "Teddy", the last group is "Teddy" against "raccoon cat".

The first two groups of games seemed to pass in a flash, and Justin's mind was constantly churning with ideas until the host announced their names before he suddenly appeared on the ring.

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Facing the calm and mooring of Mo Lin, Justin shed a cold sweat on his forehead. Of the six people, only Mo Lin was the strongest, and the other five people did not want to run into him.

"But, I might still have a chance!" Justin thought to himself, and walked to Moline while holding the one-handed sword in his hand.

"Morin, do you still remember my kindness to you?" Justin asked.

"I remember." Morin said calmly.

"Very well, during your first training, if it were not for me to plead with the'bear head', you must have been beaten by him. After that you have no food to eat, coupled with injuries and severe training, you certainly have not Life is here, I saved your life, do you know?" Justin said aloud.

"I know."

Justin smiled on his face and said to Morin: "Very well, you also said that you will repay my kindness, do you remember?"

"I remember that."

Justin’s smile was even stronger, he said, “Morin, now is the time for you to repay your favors! Please, let me win, I don’t want to die here without touching a woman in my life, at least let me know what a woman is Taste, okay, Morin? Help me, please help me, okay?"

Moline looked at Justin, and suddenly felt that he was so sad, but he still said: "Justin, I will always remember your kindness in your heart. You can come at ease, I will help you, come here, raise yours sword."

Justin looked at Mo Lin, with a surprised expression on his face: "Thank you, Mo Lin, you are so interesting, I really didn't pay you this friend in vain!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his sword and rushed towards Morin.

Under the fire of the three-tier arena, Justin's one-handed sword glowed with blood.

Moline was in front of him, Justin stabbed, and went straight to Moline's heart.

The tip of the sword emerged from behind Mo Lin, and Justin hugged Mo Lin, panting continuously, and the blood dropped to the ground ticking, splashing blossoming petals of blood.

Justin's chin rested on Moline's shoulder. He gasped and said to Moline: "Moline, you've said something, you didn't help me!"

Moline extended his left hand and patted Justin's back and said, "Justin, I am just helping you. In this underground world, we are all the same as death. From then on, you will be free and free. "

Justin bleeds from the corner of his mouth, reaching into his pants and saying, "No, I still want what I want"

Morin could feel Justin's shaking, and then he could no longer feel the other person's breath blowing into his ear.

"I'm sorry, Justin, I'm a gossip." Morin shed tears and said, "But instead of letting you live abnormally underground, it's better to let you die."

Morin pulled out the dagger in his right hand, and did not wipe the blood on it, so he silently walked down the ring.

There was a burst of dissatisfaction from the audience. They felt that the game was too bad and not exciting at all.

Morin looked around the underground world and looked at the nobles again. He whispered: "When the sun enters my eyes again, I will let you see the real splendor!"

Going back to the next level of Mo Lin, I couldn't tell the taste in my heart. He didn't feel the guilt he expected of killing Justin. He just thought it wasn't a life.

But he was still extremely depressed, as if someone had pressed a mountain on his chest.

Under such pressure, Morin could not find a vent. He had thought of venting just like Justin, but he had not lost hope.

Mo Lin is not liked by other children in this underground world, one of the reasons is his uncompromising.

Because of Mo Lin's thin body and correct facial features, more than one boy had visited Mo Lin in the hope that he could be with him.

At first, Mo Lin thought it was just an ordinary friend, but when they wanted to do something according to their requirements, Mo Lin refused firmly.

This is a place where human nature can be overwhelmed, and Morin himself can't guarantee what he will look like if he stays here again.

"However, this is the fourth blood fight, and the time left for me is running out. Do I have enough strength to do that?" Morin said to himself in the stone house.

Although Mo Lin still had such doubts, he still moved.

He first left a magic mark on the face wall of the stone house, and then left a magic mark on the stone table and bed.

These magic marks Mo Lin has done many experiments. Although these marks will gradually weaken and disappear in three days, but the small space like the entire stone house, these marks are enough to use.

In addition to leaving a mark on the wall, Morin also left a mark on the stone table and wooden bed. The last mark, Morin remained on the bottle of healing medicine.

After all this was arranged, Morin did some processing on the dagger.

It turned out that the "ghost face" gave Mo Lin a pair of silver-white blades that could refract light, which was a big disadvantage to Mo Lin's plan.

Fortunately, the pair of daggers has a matching leather dagger sheath. Morin cut the end of the dagger sheath so that the blade tip of the dagger can be used better.

"Tomorrow will be my last battle here. If it is unsuccessful, I will not survive!" Morin vowed.