Cthulhu Card Making: Medusa Card Making at the Beginning

Chapter 79 Battle Card Competition-Elite Competition

"The whole forum is going crazy. A first-level card maker made a five-star purple card. I don't know much about your card making circle, but it should be outrageous."

Bai Xinqiao propped up her chin with her hand, and couldn't help but think of what her cousin said.

"Xinqiao, your 007 in Yuanjiang District is really perverted."

"A first-level card maker made a medium-star purple card, and I, your sister, fought hard to make a low-star purple card."

"Alas, your sister, I took second place in the Jingnan District card making competition, and I came here and I was second again."

"It's okay, the forum is full of people saying what they say and exaggerating." Lin Mo shrugged.

The limit of the cards that a regular first-level card maker can make is a medium-star blue card.

If there is a card maker's talent, it can generally break through to a high-star blue card.

Low-star purple cards require a very familiarity with the card system to be made, and the technique is extremely mature.

Own original cards, medium-star purple cards. It seems a bit outrageous.

But the reason why [Soul Summoning Banner] can enter the middle star level is not only because of the high quality of the materials, but also because of the blessing of [Evil Oracle] talent.

One card master talent increases one level, two card master talents increase four levels.

This is very reasonable!

After the logic is self-consistent, Lin Mo continued: "Let's not talk about card making. What is the rules of the elite competition? Are there any changes in details?"

"Everything else is fine, except that the machine selection in previous years has been changed to hand drawing this year. It is said that this time, the principal watched the whole game."

After thinking for a while, Bai Xinqiao replied.

As she spoke, she shook her wrist, and a box of unopened papaya milk appeared in her hand.

"Papaya milk? Breast enlargement wine."

Looking at the small words on the box, Lin Mo subconsciously read it out, and then his eyes unconsciously looked at Bai Xinqiao's chest.

Looking at the slightly raised arc, Lin Mo's mind unconsciously flashed the softness of Medusa that was difficult to hold in one hand.

Compared with this, it seems that it is indeed not big. I didn't pay much attention to it in normal times.

"You are going to die, why do you read it out?!"

Bai Xinqiao glared at Lin Mo and said unhappily.

Fortunately, the other students in the class have not come yet.

"Uh, it promotes development. Come on." Lin Mo touched his nose and whispered.

Time passed quickly, and the students opened the classroom door one after another and walked in.

There were not many people coming. Most of them went to Building No. 3 early and waited there.

During the card master competition, the students of each department of the school arranged their own time.

The original intention was to allow more students to watch the competition.

After all, actual combat is an important part of the assessment during the college entrance examination.

And the courses missed during this period were adjusted to make up for it.

Well, students in the third year of high school, how can they have time to rest.

There is also a green quality card spirit. How can I sleep?

"Notice: Students who are applying to participate in the card master practical competition of the card department, please arrive in time. The second stage of the battle will begin soon."

"Notice: Students who are applying to participate in the card master practical competition of the card department, please arrive in time."

As the school broadcast sounded, Lin Mo and Bai Xinqiao also got up and went to Building No. 3.

Lin Mo is a slow person, while Bai Xinqiao prefers a quieter environment.

When they arrived at the hall where the competition was held, the other students from Class 2 had been waiting here for a while.

"You have become stronger."

Seeing Lin Mo coming over, Wu Zekai suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, Lin Mo looked surprised and said, "You can see this?"

"My fighting spirit talent can sense the strength of the opponent's breath to a certain extent. Your breath is not restrained and is too strong."

Wu Zekai responded in a muffled voice.

After transferring to Class 2 for such a long time, Wu Zekai rarely talked to other people in the class except Lin Mo.

"So who do you think is stronger between us now?" Lin Mo joked.

After contracting the [Soul Summoning Banner], he also has a similar ability to detect the strength of a person's life breath.

The biggest advantage of the [Concentric] talent is that every time a card is contracted, Lin Mo will get the corresponding characteristics of the card.

These are advantages that other card masters do not have.

There are nearly a hundred card master talents included in the card alliance.

The corresponding ability of each talent is unique.

"You are better than me in breath, but in actual combat, I may not lose." Hearing this, Wu Zekai spoke without thinking, and his words were extremely confident.

Looking at Lin Mo, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

Looking into the deep eyes, Lin Mo had a headache for a while.

He almost forgot that the guy opposite was a complete battle maniac.

Ignoring the other party's gaze, Lin Mo put his hands behind his back and coughed lightly, pretending to be calm: "Well, you have good momentum. You will perform well later. It all depends on you, classmate Wu."

Even though Lin Mo is stronger than Wu Zekai now, he is unwilling to fight against the other party's card master.

If you win, with the character of the opponent, he may challenge you every two or three days.

If you lose, thinking of the revenge of the previous shot, Lin Mo shook his head decisively.

He didn't want to experience the same failure again.

Ten minutes later, the draw for the elite competition began.

Unlike the battle against the parallel class, basically, except for the contestants, most of the students in the audience were from other departments, and most of the things discussed were not related to the game.

And today, not only the audience area was full of students from the card department, but also on the high platform not far away, Principal He Zhongming led a group of teachers and watched below.

"Tsk, if I had known that there were so many talented people under the teachers, I wouldn't have spent so much effort to recruit students." On the high platform, He Zhongming glanced at the students below and showed his white teeth.

He turned his wrist and muttered in a low voice: "Fuck, using personal connections to send promotion indicators and poaching the seeds from other schools."

"If the old men in Jingnan District knew about this, they would report me to the commander-in-chief, and I might not be able to go back."

"Principal He, you are joking. The students under these teachers are excellent. If you invite seed students from other schools to come to Jiang, it will be icing on the cake."

The teacher next to him heard what He Zhongming said and quickly replied. The others echoed him after realizing it belatedly.

The teachers standing here are all class teachers of elite classes in various departments. In addition to excellent teaching results, each of them is a smart person.

If you can build a good relationship with this new leader, you will really rise to the top.

"Well, Xiao Chen, after the game here is over, let me go meet the famous 007 in our card-making department."

"Oh, by the way, there is also the grandson of Mr. Liu."

He Zhongming ignored the teacher who answered the question on the side, and turned to Chen Siyuan who was standing at the end of the teacher team.

"Okay, principal." Chen Siyuan pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and nodded in response.

"Principal, the child is called Lin Mo, and he is from the card-making department."

In the teacher team, Wang Qidong suddenly spoke.

In his words, he emphasized the three words "card-making department".

"Okay, okay, he is from the card-making department, no one will snatch your precious bump from you. If Teacher Chen disagrees, Old Wang, you can drag him out and you two will have a fight." He Zhongming said with a smile.

Mingming was wearing a formal suit, but his words always had a bit of gangster air.

On the high platform, several teachers were ashamed and turned to look at Wang Qidong, their eyes full of envy.

It is said that this Fatty Wang knew Principal He in his early years and they were from the same army.

Wang Qidong naturally disagreed with what He Zhongming said.

Chen Siyuan behind him looked at Wang Qidong's slightly burly figure with a wry smile on his face.

The newly appointed Principal He did not look as serious as he seemed.

The chat between the teachers was just a small episode after all, as the screen in front of the hall changed.

The teachers in charge of hosting the competition walked onto the stage with boxes and began to draw lots for the competition.

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