Full-time Summoner

The white light dissipated, and Mo Fan's right fist was condensed with thunder and lightning. It seemed that Ji Lei was dead, but Mo Fan's throat moved up and down, but he didn't dare to move, because there was a terrifying evil spirit behind him licking the knife.

Even the Swift Star Wolf summoned by Mo Fan was sweating profusely, not even daring to move its tail. This evil spirit is too scary.

Zhaohua said: "Ai Jiangtu has awakened the space department and the curse department. Both departments are very dependent on the realm of spiritual power. Although it is difficult to improve spiritual power, as long as Ai Jiangtu improves, it will benefit the two magic departments. In addition, this space-type field has the effect of increasing spiritual power, destroying the spiritual attacks and melee suppression that mages are most afraid of, and Ai Jiangtu has all of them."

Ai Jiangtu has all the two things that Mo Fan, a destruction mage, fears most. Originally, Mo Fan could rely on the passive hand-to-hand combat of the demon system, but Ai Jiangtu is still a military mage, and his physical skills are better than Zhaohua's. Strong, that body is like steel, Mo Fan's hand is numb after punching it.

Mo Fan's demon system is strong in passive recovery, but Mo Fan doesn't know physical skills, so he can only be beaten passively. Now it is estimated that his body is bruised and blackened.

Mo Fan dispersed the thunder and lightning and patted the old wolf to return to the summoning plane, and Ai Jiangtu also took back the curse-type evil spirit.

Ai Jiangtu said: "Your destructive power is stronger than mine. I may not be able to defeat you in a team battle."

Mo Fan waved his hand and said, "Hell, if you lose, you lose. I can still afford to lose."

Mo Fan is also unrestrained, and there is no way he can’t win. Ai Jiangtu is really strong. Mo Fan is so envious of the Psychic Armor. If he can have such a Psychic Armor, with lightning in his left hand and flames in his right hand, and a body shield of Psychic Power on his feet, Can't I be invincible? !

Mo Fan's natural talent is very strong, but it is more expensive, and Mo Fan is just poor.

Zhaohua said with a smile: "Your daughter is about to wake up, with Little Flame Fairy's soul fire and control, maybe you can still have the fire domain, then you will have a chance to defeat Ai Jiangtu. "

Mo Fan walked up to Mu Ningxue and said, "I'd better defeat you first, to avenge my Xuexue."

"That's probably a bit difficult."

Feng Li walked over and said: "Li Kaifeng, you use forbidden techniques, so you have changed from the main team to a substitute. Mu Ningxue, your strength is obvious to all. You replaced Li Kaifeng and became the main team."

"I have no opinion."

Li Kaifeng nodded and said, "No."

I lost even with forbidden techniques, so what else can I say.

Songhe said: "Tomorrow you will challenge the US National Pavilion, don't take it lightly."

"Don't worry, big teacher, look at me as an old beauty." Mo Fan said with a smile, and he didn't take the win or loss to heart.

"You, you. Forget it, as long as you can win."

Early the next morning, Ai Jiangtu brought thirteen team members under the Statue of Liberty. Looking at this tall and tall Statue of Liberty, Zhaohua and others sighed that it is indeed the most powerful country now.

At this time, the blond beauty Liberty Mage who had arrested Ka Suo together was waiting for everyone in the national team in the square of the Statue of Liberty.

The free mage Oluna took the initiative to say: "I will take you to the National Pavilion. Strictly speaking, I can be regarded as half a teacher there."

Mo Fan stepped forward when he saw an acquaintance and said, "We caught Ka Suo for you, why don't you give us some water so that we can get the medal of the National Pavilion directly."

A disdainful voice came from the side: "Hmph, release the water? Is this how you became the number one in Asia? It seems that the Indian national team was right not long ago, you are shameless people who rely on the same despicable means. "

Free mage Oluna said embarrassingly: "This is my younger brother Jerome, who is also a player in the National Pavilion."

"Although I am a national team player, my strength is not weaker than other national team players, and stronger than many national team players."

Zhaohua spread his hands and said, "If you say that other countries are India, then forget it."

Both Jiang Yu and Zhao Manyan snickered, so let’s forget about India, it feels like normal mages can beat them.

"Hmph, you'll find out soon."

Mo Fan and the others shrugged their shoulders, and followed them into the US National Pavilion, which is located in the Columbia University. It seems to be unified, and the venues of the National Pavilion are all in famous universities in the country.

When Jiang Shaoxu came in, he saw a wall covered with various national flags, as if there was time on it, but without exception, the names of countries next to these flags were crossed with red pens.

Jiang Shaoxu snorted, everyone looked over and found the wall.

"What's this?"

Jerome said complacently: "The National Pavilion challenges the record sheet."

Jiang Yu asked curiously: "These red strokes represent the failure of the challenge? So many!?"

Jerome said proudly: "Of course, there will be more in the future, and they all failed the challenge."

Zhao Manyan really doesn't believe in evil, but at first glance, everything is indeed crossed.

Jiang Yu exclaimed: "I'm going, all are red pens, and there is no defeat?!"

At this time, a rough-looking man came after seeing Jerome, Jerome said respectfully: "Captain."

The tone was completely different from when the national team communicated, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a bit of a dog.

Boblin nodded and said, "Well, you are the national team that is going to challenge today, right? Come with me, the Magic Arena is ready."

When Boblin passed the record wall, he happened to see the red flag on the latest column on the record wall, with the name of that country written next to it.

Boblin smiled, picked up the red pen, and drew a horizontal line.

This action directly annoyed everyone in the Guofu team. Ai Jiangtu asked with a low voice and sharp eyes, "What do you mean?"

Bob Lin was not afraid at all, and said with a smile: "I have something to do soon, and if I forget it, I will be in trouble, so I just filled it out."

Boblin didn't even look back, let alone change back, and walked straight to the training ground.

Nan Jue asked Jerome in a deep voice, "Aren't you disrespecting us too much?"

Jerome said: "Respect is reserved for those with strength. Those of you who still want to release water are not worthy."

Mo Fan didn't explain anything, he was right, leave it to those with strength, use strength to slap your face, I said release water is to release water for you.

After looking at the figures of Boblin and Jerome, Ai Jiangtu asked inexplicably, "Which of you two wants to go?"

Ai Jiangtu was talking about Zhao Hua and Mo Fan. It was obvious that they got angry this time, and they didn't intend to give them 'respect'.

Mo Fan said: "Me."

Unexpectedly, Zhaohua also smiled and said, "Then let's go together."

Ai Jiangtu also smiled and said, "Okay, let's go together."

Nan Jue said, "Isn't this not good?"

Zhaohua shook his head and said, "Our goal is to be the champion, so we don't need these little tricks. Just push across."

Mo Fan said: "Yes, it's not suitable for me to push across and hide my strength."

The three of them looked at the athletes of the US National Pavilion who were already standing on the training ground, and were already thinking about how to step on them without getting their shoes dirty.