Full-time Creation Master

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On that wide but now pitted and uneven dueling arena, even the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, so heavy it was suffocating.

The stands were packed with freshmen, making it impossible to move.

Their gazes seemed to be drawn by a magnet, locked tightly on the two people facing off on the field.

Mo Fan stood casually at one end of the field, his unruly black hair dancing wildly in the wind.

His face wore that signature nonchalant smile, yet it exuded an undeniable confidence.

"Qiu Zhibai, I am Mo Fan!"

Let's be friends. You can just give me a little something and then go down, okay?

I'll treat you to crayfish sometime!

Mo Fan was tall and slender, his wheat-colored skin glowing with a healthy sheen in the sunlight.

With his arms crossed over his chest, his fingers tapping casually on his arms, and a nonchalant yet confident smile on his face.

With a slight upturn of his lips, he looked at Qiu Zhibai across from him with a half-smile.

As he spoke, he flexed his wrists, making a "crackling" sound at the joints.

His magical power was like a volcano about to erupt, with a faint but surging momentum.

Invisible waves of magical energy emanated from him, causing his black hair to dance wildly in the wind, adding to his arrogance.

With a monstrous wolf, larger than a tiger or leopard, following behind, they were incredibly arrogant.

"Sorry, Mo Fan!" Qiu Zhibai smiled gently, "I don't throw matches!"

"But don't worry, I'll be careful!"

Your time off will be very short!

You won't feel any pain!

With delicate features, he looked at the shy Qiu Zhibai standing quietly opposite him, his posture upright and his expression calm as still water.

The voice was soft, yet every word was clear.

His words were devoid of arrogance, yet they subtly revealed his own pride, much like a steadfast mountain.

Moreover, unlike Mo Fan, who was dressed in a formal suit, Qiu Zhibai's cloak and clothes were clearly magical artifacts!

His robe was embroidered with exquisite silver runes that shimmered slightly with his movements.

Clearly, it's a high-level magic clothing item!

Mo Fan's eye twitched, and he cursed inwardly: Damn rich people!

He subconsciously took another look at the cheap stuff he had bought: a mortal-grade scythe bone shield worth 55, a counter-grade magic tool worth 100 million, and a magic-slaying tool called Fang Spike worth 30. This pile of cheap stuff couldn't even buy a fraction of the price of a magic tool!

Magical tools can be broadly categorized into offensive magical tools, defensive magical tools, support magical tools, and other types of magical tools!

These magical items are generally arranged from low to high in price!

The most common and cheapest are the demon-slaying tools, which are offensive demon tools.

Other magical artifacts, such as gun artifacts, bow artifacts, and dagger artifacts, are all offensive magical artifacts!

Any magical artifact can be used as an attack method if you take it and smash it!

Armor and shield magical artifacts are defensive magical artifacts!

The price is already very high!

The price of a life-saving shield magic tool is already 1.5 times that of a regular slashing magic tool, and the price of an armor magic tool that can protect the whole body is at least twice that of a similar slashing magic tool!

A costume like Qiu Zhibai's, which combines style and effectiveness, is at least five times more powerful than a demon-slaying costume!

Stardust artifacts, nebula artifacts, etc., are the most common magical tools used to aid in cultivation!

Magic tools that provide magicians with various auxiliary effects such as movement speed, flight ability, mental protection, and energy recovery, including Concentration Magic Tools, Control Magic Tools, Energy Recovery Magic Tools, and Soul Repair Magic Tools, all fall into the category of Auxiliary Magic Tools!

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Moreover, these are all magic tools of ordinary quality!

像莫凡之前在神盾局吐血占了大便宜兑换的灵级斩魔具--裂空斩邪剑价值80*7=560万！、灵级履魔具--乘风速履120*7=840万龙币，虽然跟在博城获得的魔具等级涨了一个层次。

(Mortal-level magical artifacts are generally suitable for use by beginner and intermediate-level mages; Spirit-level magical artifacts are generally suitable for use by intermediate and advanced-level mages; Soul-level magical artifacts are generally suitable for use by advanced and super-advanced mages!)

Of course, even a high-level mage can use a mortal-level magical artifact!

However, the price has soared more than tenfold!

Of course, this doesn't mean that ordinary magical tools are worthless. For example, the worst mortal-grade Stardust magical tool used by a beginner magician is worth 500 to 1000 million, and the worst mortal-grade Soul Vessel is also worth around 500 million!

No wonder, no mage is ever short of money!

Even so, Mo Fan had not yet prepared a complete set of magical tools!

It's way too expensive!

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Qiu Zhibai timidly stayed in the position where the challenger first stepped onto the stage, without even changing his position!

Time seemed to slow down, and the scene remained one of the dead surrounding the moon!

Behind him stood 53 headless knights and more than 200 skeleton warriors, all lined up in neat rows.

The most imposing headless knights were tall, over two meters high, and their bodies were made up of huge skeletons.

The white bone armor emitted a cold, shimmering white light and exuded an aura of decay.

Eerie green flames burned in their empty skulls; those flames were the flames of their resentful souls.

Between the leaps and flashes, an endless resentment was palpable.

In his left hand was a spear, ten feet long, made from the spine of some unknown demon, stained with blood and exuding a chilling aura!

In his right hand, there was a huge bone blade, nearly two meters long, its blade covered with pits and cracks, yet it still radiated a cold, icy light.

The nicked and chipped bone blade is incredibly sharp; no one would dare to try to sever their own head with such a blade!

They wore tattered black cloaks, stained with the dust of time and mysterious bloodstains.

Beneath the knight was a skeletal horse with equally fiery eyes, the rider and horse together standing nearly 5 meters tall!

A total of 53 headless horsemen, in groups of ten, patrolling and charging!

So far, the loss of only six headless horsemen has only fueled the fighting spirit of the remaining undead!

The skeletal warriors are relatively short, but still 2 meters tall!

Their skeletons are slender yet resilient, with each bone tightly connected, so they won't fall apart with a fall.

He wore simple bone armor, made of ribs and pelvis, which barely protected his vital parts.

Their weapons were all uniform small round shields and long swords, which exuded a sinister aura under the sunlight.

More than 200 skeletal warriors tightly surrounded Qiu Zhibai's central army camp!

It conveys the message: "Only by stepping on my bones can you get past me!"

"Then let's give it a try!"

Despite Qiu Zhibai's "showing mercy," Mo Fan remained completely unmoved!

"Thunderbolt - Top-Down!"

In an instant, the battle horn sounded.

Mo Fan, known for his fiery temper, was the first to strike, his hands moving swiftly like butterflies, forming hand seals.

The mid-level lightning magic, like an ancient behemoth awakened, gathered wildly in his palm.

In the blink of an eye, the dark sky, affected by the undead, suddenly changed color, and even darker clouds rolled in like a surging tide, quickly obscuring the dueling arena of the guild hall!

Just 3 seconds!

A thick, purple lightning dragon, accompanied by a deafening roar, struck straight at Qiu Zhibai's head.

Its body twisted and coiled, radiating lightning.

Wherever it passed, the air sizzled and crackled, as if it had been torn open with fiery gashes.

The purple dragon was wrapped in purple arcs of electricity, each arc as thick as an arm, crackling and leaping, radiating a chilling aura of high pressure.

Sizzle~~`~