Full-time Creation Master

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Mo Fan wanted to break through the skeleton warriors' defensive perimeter and take down Qiu Zhibai directly.

Repeated attempts, utilizing shadow-based movement techniques, and leveraging the physical body of a warrior-level being to launch oneself directly...

Constantly seeking opportunities for breakthroughs!

They carefully observed the weaknesses in the skeleton warriors' defenses!

However, Qiu Zhibai's defenses were extremely tight, and the defensive line formed by the skeleton warriors was like an impregnable fortress. Mo Fan's several attempts all ended in failure.

They don't even dare to stop, once they're stuck in one place for more than 2 seconds!

The headless knight and the ubiquitous skeletons, whose speed can reach 100 km/h, can get there directly!

If Mo Fan cannot leave the battlefield within 2 seconds of engaging in combat, he will have no choice but to fight the headless knight head-on and endure the bone arrows of the undead archer!

While it won't kill you, it's definitely not gua sha!

Even Mo Fan's half-dragon body dared not take it head-on!

Seeing this, Qiu Zhibai was completely expecting it: "Mo Fan, keep struggling. I want to see how long you can hold out."

With his hands behind his back and a calm expression, he commanded the undead, not in a hurry to attack, but intending to gradually deplete Mo Fan's magic power.

.......

Mo Fan roared, his voice echoing throughout the entire dueling arena.

He unleashed his fire magic without reservation, transforming himself into a fire god, his body engulfed in raging flames that reached several meters high, the heat waves distorting the surrounding air.

"Fierce Fist - Iron Wall!!!"

He pushed his hands forward, and a huge wall of fire instantly formed, sweeping towards the headless knights like a surging wave.

The wall of fire, interspersed with countless sparks, crashed down on the headless knights like chains.

Faced with this powerful fire magic, the entire squad of headless knights was instantly engulfed by the sea of ​​fire.

Even proud creatures roared in agony, struggling in the sea of ​​fire, before finally turning to ashes and scattering into the air.

Wherever the wall of fire reached, the ground turned red-hot, the soil cracked, and plumes of black smoke billowed out.

"One spirit essence, shipped!"

Overjoyed, Mo Fan watched with delight as the little mudfish took the essence of a headless knight into its spatial storage, along with nine additional fragments of souls!

Three small goals achieved!

With money in his hands, Mo Fan greedily eyed the other undead!

If these undead are sold at a ratio of 1 in 10, then we'll make a fortune!

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After being ravaged by Mo Fan, nearly a hundred undead were killed or wounded, along with a squad of headless knights at the warrior level!

But Qiu Zhibai showed no sign of anger, annoyance, or worry!

Nearly a hundred undead have died?

I'll just add over a hundred more!

The Headless Horsemen are missing a squad?

Just add another team!

Qiu Zhibai simply watched Mo Fan erupt, quietly and continuously deploying troops to deplete Mo Fan's magical energy and physical strength!

"The ability to be born with dual elemental attributes truly offers exceptional margins of error and formidable combat power!"

"He's very skilled at using shadow-based movement techniques, and while lightning and fire mages are highly offensive, their summoning abilities are somewhat lacking!"

Qiu Zhibai created a model for Mo Fan in his mind!

A true genius!

Melee mage!

Mighty General Template!

However, Qiu Zhibai remained unconcerned!

Who gave Mo Fan the confidence to outlast his endless stream of undead?

.........

On the stands, the freshmen started discussing it again.

"Mo Fan is pushing himself too hard, but if this continues, his magic power will be depleted too much, and he probably won't be able to hold on for long."

"A boy wearing a hat said worriedly."

"And why isn't Mo Fan carrying out the beheading now?"

Instead, they actually focused their attention on the undead?

There were clearly several opportunities to ambush Qiu Zhibai before!

"yes!

However, Qiu Zhibai's defensive strategy was too solid; it was extremely difficult for Mo Fan to break through.

A girl next to her chimed in, a hint of regret on her face.

"Hmm! I doubt even a typical high-level mage could break through!"

"No! Remove the 'general' category; anything directly from the same team won't do!"

"What about magical bombardment?"

"........."

Qiu Zhibai frowned slightly, wondering if Mo Fan had gone mad again.

He said, half out of kindness, "Mo Fan, if you continue like this, you'll only lose even more miserably."

Mo Fan, however, paid no heed, dodging the headless knight's attacks while shouting, "Qiu Zhibai, stop talking nonsense! Today it's either you or me!"

His voice was full of confidence, as if he wanted to use this momentum to completely crush the enemy.

At this moment, Mo Fan was being chased all over the field by the headless knight, but his mental state was even more... !

It looks like we could fight for another ten days without any problem!

.........

"What happened to Mo Fan?"

Senior Ding Yumin asked curiously, "With Chu Ming, my junior and fiancé, here, I subconsciously don't want to use my brain!"

"Didn't you see his eyes light up?" Chu Ming said, slightly surprised.

Mo Fan dared to make such a blatant, almost overt, suggestion right under the noses of at least several hundred teachers, professors, and guests of super-rank or higher among the thousands of beginner and intermediate-level mages present:

Come on!

Look, I'm just a mid-level mage who can fight.

However, I have a necromancer vessel that can hold more than a hundred slave-level remnants, thirteen warrior-level remnants, and one warrior-level essence!

However, I have a necromancer vessel that can hold more than a hundred slave-level remnants, thirteen warrior-level remnants, and one warrior-level essence!

come!

Come find me!

Because of the rarity of undead beings in the world, and their truly dark nature, undead vessels that can collect and hold the demonic essence that provides energy for the creation of Stardust Magic Artifacts, Nebula Magic Artifacts, etc., are extremely rare!

Not only are they rare, but most of the undead artifacts are just like the work of an apprentice in a demon-slaying tool workshop.

A good one can hold one or two spirits (of the same level), while a bad one can only hold one spirit!

But regardless of the type, in 99% of the undead vessels, the space occupied by the essence and remnant essence is the same!

Therefore, even if the one shown by Mo Fan is only at the warrior level, it is still a top-quality item!

"Is this what they call the protagonist's halo?"

Chu Ming thought to himself, "Is he constantly trying to entice both the protagonists and antagonists to take action?"

Then, through various means, friends and family members either die or are injured, but the protagonist then experiences a series of fortuitous encounters and reappears unscathed?

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"What?" Senior Ding Yumin, true to form, oblivious to everything around her, asked naively, "What does 'eyes shining' mean?"

"They're obsessed with money!"

A crisp, childlike voice answered before Chu Ming could respond.

Immediately afterwards, a petite figure emerged from the crowd.

She was wearing a pink dress with delicate white lace trim on the hem.

As she moved gently, she swayed like a graceful butterfly.

Her long, jet-black hair was tied into two playful ponytails, the ends of which curled slightly and bounced merrily in the air as she ran.

Her face was round, fair with a rosy glow, like a ripe apple, making you want to reach out and pinch it.

Her large, watery eyes sparkled with a lively light, like clear spring water, and her long eyelashes fluttered like two small fans.

Below her delicate nose was a small, rosy cherry-like mouth.

At this moment, her lips were slightly pouting, her expression full of resentment.

She ran up to Chu Ming in a few steps, tilted her head back, looked at him with a pout, put her hands on her hips, and said coquettishly:

"Chu Ming, you and Sister Yu Mian came here to watch the game without even inviting me!"

You heartless philanderer!

Do you know how much I miss you?

(It's definitely not that I don't want to go to class!)

Have you forgotten about me?!

As she spoke, her eyes reddened slightly.

She looked like she was about to cry, her pitiful little face making everyone's heart ache.