Versatile Mage: Rebirth of Mo Fan, it makes sense!

"It's a draw, that's my biggest concession."

The old man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. To put it bluntly, he was just a high-level mage, but facing the captain in front of him, he dared not even breathe. However, the superiors had already instructed that this game must be 100% error-free.

If he gets into trouble because of this, his pension will be ruined.

And a draw is also a win-win situation.

You know, there are substitutes. If the captain takes the field at the end, it might be hard to tell who will win or lose. This Huaxu Kingdom is surprisingly strong.

Mo Fan ignored Lao Deng at all and ended up in a tie. He was going to break this undefeated myth.

Look at those team members, their noses are turned up in the air. If we don’t educate them, how can we be worthy of his virtue in winning them over?

not to mention.
"Hey, um, everything is done, um, let's proceed according to the plan."

Mo Fan picked up the phone again and answered some message, looking like a busy man.

The old man was extremely embarrassed.

I couldn't help but clench my fists.

He took a look, and Mo Fan put his phone back before continuing, "Don't try to fool me here, you will definitely lose."

Since they won't give us a good face, then the worst that can happen is that both sides will be destroyed. They are a free country and they are afraid of no one. They still kick traitors and punch visitors.

Look at that booklet full of xx, this is their confidence.

Mo Fan looked at the old man calmly. In the old man's opinion, the other party did not seem to emit any energy fluctuations or air pressure, but looking into his eyes it was as if he was looking into the abyss.

Maybe it’s because of the God of Death. Anyone who has any hostility towards Mo Fan will have this feeling, but he himself may not know it.

He was still thinking that the old man was fierce and cruel, and he couldn't help but think of a famous saying, 'I still like your arrogant look.'

Xx is all xx.

Mo Fan didn't bother to pay attention and continued to look at the scene.

The team members were fighting at full speed on the field, and everyone was full of fighting spirit. Although they were a little disheveled, their spirit was the most eye-catching.

Munujiao's plant field is unique and eye-catching, and under the deep green of the whole venue, it feels like you have arrived in the Amazon.

It’s good that you have mastered the field of plants so quickly.

Mo Fan commented in his mind.

He also looked at Zhao Manyan.

This guy, whether in his previous life or this life, has no other skills except his skills in bed. However, watching his match today, it can be seen that he practices regularly.

There is no need to say much about the nanny Ai Jiangtu.

In his previous life, he was the captain and was very cautious. Even though he is not the captain in this life, he is still very cautious. As expected, he is still very Ai Jiangtu.

As the captain, Mo Fan hopes to see teammates like this, who can support and encourage each other and fight for each other.

Using its magic tool is actually a shortcut, but it is just an external object. However, if he can use this battle to improve his combat ability, it will make him very happy.

Perhaps Mo Fan felt that even if he lost this time, it was still worth it.

Even if we win, we don't win the game. What we win is life, what we win is mutual cooperation, and what we win is passion.

Mo Fan glanced at the clock.

The bronze clock hung high in the center of the courtyard, and the second hand slowly turned to 10.

Turned to 11.

Turned to 12.

11:00 sharp.

The dull alarm sound of a bell could be heard faintly in the field.

The battle had lasted for a full hour.

"Where is the head of the family? I'm looking forward to seeing him!" This is a disciple who has just joined the extraordinary family.

He joined when this kind of extra income task first appeared.

An overseas assignment is when the head of the family usually arranges for the family elders to carry out a mission abroad.

For example, this time it was a side job, and when he heard that he could meet the head of the family this time, he couldn't wait to come, but when he got here he didn't see anything.

He worshipped the master of the house and longed for the Yellow River to flood and get out of control.

Just think about it, he is the head of the family and the captain of the national team at such a young age. How can you not recognize such an idol-like person?

The elder glanced at him and looked at the clock, "It's 11 o'clock, let's go."

"Hey, please tell me what this mission is!" He was originally a fan of Mo Fan, and he came here just for Mo Fan, but what mission was he carrying out now? Could he meet Mo Fan?

"This is a confidential mission." The family elder did not talk too much. He had hidden the dozen members he brought here under the black cloak. If you pay attention, you will find that the direction they are heading is--
Exhibition hall.

Another area.

A monk who looked like he was sweeping the floor was cleaning here. While cleaning the exhibition hall, he was looking at the golden color above the display cabinet in the distance.

Above the exhibition hall.

A triangular golden frame lies quietly.

It is exhibited at the very top, and the most interesting thing is that it is covered by a layer of golden shield, so only a vague outline can be seen.

The sweeping monk glanced at the top of the exhibition hall, then looked outside the door, and then walked in slowly.

Street.

coffee shop.

A skinny guy was hit on the head by the woman next to him, "What are you looking at? Do you think she is prettier than me?"

He Yu looks like a henpecked husband.

Zhang Xiaohou was speechless, but he could only drag his head and explain slowly.

'I was just curious about why there was an oriental girl in this coffee shop. It was like meeting a fellow countryman in a foreign land, you know.'

"Is that so!" He Yu pouted and looked into the distance, which seemed to ease her mood. "That's right, how come there is an oriental girl here? By the way, did your brother Mo Fan tell you what he came here for?"

"I've said it," Zhang Xiaohou scratched his head, "Let me think about it. Yes, Mu Bai."

coffee shop.

Mu Bai looked at Zhang Xiaohou.

He was just surprised that Zhang Xiaohou was here too.

Now that Mu Bai was considered a friend, Zhang Xiaohou greeted him in a familiar manner and then asked him what mission he was here for.

Then Mu Bai said, "I heard that the master has a treasure that can improve my combat power, so I came here."

Zhang Xiaohou's mouth twitched.

Are you sure this is what Mo Fan said?

Well, this is indeed Mo Fan.

At this time, the fair-skinned oriental girl came over. After seeing that we were both Chinese, she felt a sense of familiarity.

She chatted and laughed, finally not speaking the international language, but choosing the local dialect, "Would you like a cup of coffee? Or a phone number?"

Zhang Xiaohou blurted out, "Phone number!" As soon as he finished speaking, He Yu slapped him on the head.

The monkey instantly turned into a camel.

Everyone smiled awkwardly, and then the girl quickly served everyone a cup of coffee.

"You are here for tourism, right? I know this place very well." The fair-skinned girl introduced herself in a familiar manner. As expected, influenced by this place, she had developed an unusual enthusiasm.

Mu Bai looked at the girl twice more, but his gaze turned away into the distance.

He was looking forward to a treasure that could enhance his combat power.

At this moment, hail suddenly started falling in the fog outside.

The hailstones could make huge cracks on the glass when they hit it.

"Oh my god, this will cost a lot of money." Li Yu'e looked at the deep marks on the glass and couldn't help feeling distressed.

Mu Bai, who was very perceptive, stood up immediately.

This is definitely not a natural disaster, it is man-made.

And looking at the posture.

The target location is obviously this area.

He Yu looked into the distance and said, "Just let's solve this!"

“It’s possible.” Zhang Xiaohou learned this little trick from Mo Fan, and he thought that he just needed to follow what the other party said.

Mu Bai hesitated for a moment and looked at them. "Together?"

"OK!"

The second hand slowly rotates to 12 o'clock again.

The hour hand has stopped at the 6 position.

11:30 half.

The battle lasted an hour and a half.

There was only one player left on the playing field from either team.

One is Captain Boblin of the Free State.

One is Nujiao from Huaxu State.

off the field.

Mo Fan felt relieved when he saw this scene.

She has no regrets in this life, and the fact that she has been able to hold on until now is enough to prove her ability.

Unable to bear it, Mo Fan raised his hand and admitted defeat.

If Mu Nujiao continues to fight, it might affect the subsequent games.

He couldn't let him take any more risks, especially since she was his woman.

You can lose the game, but you can't be destroyed.

The other team members also echoed this and felt that this was enough. Compared to life, losing a game was no big deal.

Mu Nujiao half-knelt on the court, but the sharpness in her eyes would not let her end up like this.

She looked at Mo Fan and smiled faintly.

He also looked at Mu Ningxue.

Then he looked at the only person left in the field and said, "Continue."

She stood up slowly.

Look at the opponent with sharp eyes.

off the field.

Mu Ningxue suddenly grabbed the corner of Mo Fan's clothes with both hands.

Mo Fan looked at her and shook his head.

In fact, he was also worried, but he also respected the other party.

If you quit because of this, you will be left with regrets. If you don't fight hard, who can know the final result?

The captain of the Freedom Team looked at the oriental woman in front of him in surprise.

He really didn't expect that the person who persevered to the end was the person in front of him.

The most outrageous thing is that the other party has not yet used magic tools.

He looked at the other man, "Is it worth it?"

Mu Nujiao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes leaving no room for doubt, "It's worth it."

"Well, you are asking for death."

Boblin flicked his sleeves, and purple arcs of electricity twisted in his eyes.

With his arms and body spread out, the electric arcs of the fox suit slowly grew on his body, and then intertwined into a huge purple constellation.

High-level lightning magic.

The silent thunder ray of death.

In an instant, it felt like the air in the entire field was quiet, and only his violent lightning could be seen exploding above Mu Nujiao's head. The huge thunder fox and the tremendous electric energy were ferocious all around.

The faces of the students in the audience changed.

The players shouted:
"Maki, use your magic tools now!!!"

"This is high-level magic!"

No matter how much he planned, he didn't expect that the other party actually had enough magic power for a high-level magic.

With this high-level magic cast by Boblin, Mu Nujiao would be half-crippled if not injured.

The old man next to Mo Fan slowly smiled, his tone still as amiable as that of an old professor, "I've already said that a draw is the best outcome, but you didn't listen. It's good to be young and aggressive, but sometimes taking a step back can open up new horizons."

As he spoke, he glanced at Mo Fan with an unsatisfied look, like an elder teaching a younger one.

Mo Fan's face was not looking very good. He turned his head slowly and said, "I think you will pay the price for your arrogance now."

Then he turned his head calmly.

His eyes were fixed on everything that happened on the field. If she didn't retreat in time, he could immediately flash to the field and rescue her in time.

But it also means giving up the game.

It all depends on how Jiaojiao chooses, what she does, and how she avoids the instant-kill attack from lightning magic.

In fact, if Jiaojiao didn't have time to dodge, she had a self-protection magic tool in her pocket that could block the attack.

But she is such a strong-willed girl that she is unwilling to use magic tools despite this.

Mo Fan glanced at the clock, looked out the window, and then looked into the field.

(End of this chapter)