Cthulhu Card Making: Medusa Card Making at the Beginning

The game was still going on. After walking out of the independent classroom, Lin Mo sat in the viewing area, holding a blue quality card in his hand.

【Mingyan】

[Positioning: Martial Arts]

[Category: Skill Card/Material Card]

[Quality: blue]

【Rating: ★★★】

[Bond: None]

[Description: A special flame that can burn source power. It is dark in color and has the characteristics of continuous burning]

"Blue material card."

Staring at the card, Lin Mo smiled, and the conversation he had just had with Lu Dachuan flashed through his mind.

"Let me formally introduce myself. Your master and I are the vice president of the Qingxi City Branch Association and a special card master who practices martial arts."

"What I just demonstrated is a type of fighting style, which I call [Kendo]"

"Master, you have chopped so many teaching aids, won't our principal give you trouble?"

"Won't."

"Master, we are both special card masters. Who is more powerful, you or our principal?"

"have no idea."

"Master, when will my clay figurine core arrive?"

"This blue card is a meeting gift as a teacher. The core material will be available in two days."

"Master."

"I suddenly remembered that there are still things at the association, so I need to deal with them first. Remember to come to the branch association to find me when the weekend comes."

"Oh, once you get it, you won't cherish it anymore."

Thinking of Lu Dachuan's nervous expression as if he was running away at the end, Lin Mo couldn't help curling his lips. He was obviously very enthusiastic when they first met, but why did he feel so disgusted when they left.

"Why don't you cherish it anymore? What have you and Uncle Lu talked about?"

A sound like a silver bell rang from the side. Lin Mo looked up and saw Bai Xinqiao's big watery eyes looking straight at him.

Lin Mo put away the material cards in his hand slowly and took the initiative to give up a position.

"It's nothing. It's just that your uncle Lu appreciates me and wants to accept me as his apprentice. I refused repeatedly and finally agreed."

After saying that, Lin Mo shrugged.

Hearing this, Bai Xinqiao was startled for a moment, then his beautiful eyes curved like crescent moons and he chuckled.

"Why are you laughing?" Lin Mo asked doubtfully.

"Hahaha, you can brag, Uncle Lu is very strict. And he only teaches fighting card masters of the martial arts style. My father asked him to be my teacher, but he politely refused."

Hearing this, Lin Mo nodded thoughtfully, "Does that mean that if I become his disciple, I will be able to defeat you soon?"

"I don't know that." Bai Xinqiao shook his head.

"But I know that if you can worship him as your teacher, you will be able to go sideways in the circle of the entire Yuanjiang, no, the entire younger generation of battle card masters in Qingxi City."

The expression on Bai Xinqiao's face changed, and she suddenly said very solemnly.

Just after saying that, she became smiling again.

"So exaggerated?"

Lin Mo watched Bai Xinqiao's expression change and thought she was joking.

He knew that Lu Dachuan was a big guy, but he wasn't necessarily as big as Bai Xinqiao said.

After all, there is also a president above the vice-president, right?

Among the special card masters, there is also the newly transferred principal He Zhongming.

"By the way, what's going on now? When I left just now, Xu Chengfei came up. Isn't he the finale of the third shift?"

Lin Mo glanced at the big screen and saw Wang Zuo still fighting hard in the ring, using the same [Elemental Fire Spirit] he saw in the training hall.

Hearing Lin Mo's words, Bai Xinqiao also focused his attention, "Wang Zuo will have no problem as long as it's not an upset against the parallel class."

"As for Xu Chengfei from Class Three. In the final analysis, you are still the leader." As he said that, Bai Xinqiao smiled and pointed at the record panel that recorded the game.

Lin Mo's eye-catching five-game winning streak no longer knows which line he has drifted to.

At the front is Xu Chengfei's eye-catching eight-game winning streak.

"What's wrong with me?" Lin Mo looked innocent.

"Oh, I didn't mean to say anything bad about you."

Bai Xinqiao pouted and explained: "In the previous preliminary competition, the battle between the parallel class and the elite class was not as intense as this time."

"The students in the parallel class also know that there is a gap between them and the students in the elite class."

"Ha, you put it too tactfully."

Just as Bai Xinqiao finished speaking, a voice sounded from behind him.

At some point, Wu Zekai, dressed in black, had already stood beside the two of them.

He stared at the big screen and took over Bai Xinqiao's words: "The elite class students in all middle schools in the federation are originally selected from the parallel classes."

"So even the lowest students in the elite class and the students in the one-on-one parallel class have no hope of winning."

"Major colleges and universities have added dual systems to parallel classes in order to balance the strengths of both parties as much as possible."

"Everyone knew it well and the fight was pretty polite."

"The preliminary round is the home field of parallel classes. They have to be ranked based on their battle records with elite classes to ensure the allocation of teaching resources for the next school year."

"The elite class usually won't start its own civil war until the playoffs when the parallel classes are almost eliminated."

"It's just that someone didn't seem to understand this. He came up and beat Class 6 5-0. The effect looked good, so the elite students from the other two classes saw it and rushed to imitate it."

Hearing this, Lin Mo was speechless.

There are so many twists and turns in a game, how could he know this?

"What's funny is that the elite students in Class 3 couldn't hold their own against the competition. They fought continuously and lost shockingly."

"The duo of Class 4 is really amazing. If Xu Chengfei doesn't go up to clean up the mess, Class 3 will probably be defeated."

After he finished speaking, he turned and looked down at Lin Mo, "Let's find a place to practice?"

Lin Mo just felt a little strange.

This cold brother actually came over today and said so much.

When he heard this request, he instantly felt that everything was reasonable.

Gossiping was incidental, but it was mainly because he wanted to practice with others.

In a sense, Wu Zekai is a martial arts fanatic.

After this guy transferred to Class 2, he would definitely come to him whenever he wanted to practice.

Today, the training ground on the third floor is fully open. Except for the large training ground used for competitions, many other single-person training grounds are unused.

It's a good time for students to make private appointments for practice.

Usually, Lin Mo enjoys it.

After all, playing against Wu Zekai can really gain something.

But now, Lin Mo just wants to watch the game quietly for a while.

Then wait until school is over and go home to start the card-making business.

"I refuse."

Almost without thinking, Lin Mo shook his head and refused.

In order to make the refusal more reasonable, he immediately made up a reason: "I always lose when fighting with you, it's really meaningless."

"I don't use my natal card."

Wu Zekai opened his mouth and took the initiative to add a battle condition.

Watching Xu Chengfei on the stage, he felt a little itchy, but now he couldn't make an appointment with Xu Chengfei on the stage.

After hearing his words, Lin Mo was stunned at first, and then smiled.

Wu Zekai's conditions made him suddenly want to try his magic sword.

Just as he was about to get up, two voices sounded, making him stagnate.

"Ring No. 2, Parallel Class 9: Song Chuan and Zhang Hang won."

"Ring No. 3, Parallel Class 6: Chu Lin and Chu Xiao won."

After hearing this voice, the three of them looked at the big screen almost at the same time.

Wu Zekai's face froze, he was just laughing at others.

Looking at this posture, will the elite class this year be upset?

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, thinking secretly in his heart.

In the corner, Zhou Wenlong also stretched his body and stood up.