Elf Sandstorm Realm

"Take a day off today and officially go to the competition venue tomorrow."

After explaining all the players who need attention to Zhao Mo, Zhang Tian got up and left.

He also wanted to tell the other four things to pay attention to, and what to do when encountering seed players from other colleges, so as to achieve the optimal solution.

As for Zhao Mo, he didn't elaborate on tactics.

He also knew about Zhao Mo's performance in the academy.

To be honest, this kind of people have their own fighting characteristics, and often their fighting instinct is the one that suits them best.

There is no need for him to do so much.

Zhao Mo picked up the special dessert on the table and put it in his mouth.

The sweet taste immediately filled the whole mouth, sweet but not greasy, but there was a faint floral fragrance.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Zhao Mo nodded in satisfaction.

Sweeping with strong mental power, he instantly analyzed the recipe of this floral dessert.

After a while, the food for two people on the table went into Zhao Mo's stomach.

After breakfast, Zhao Mo got up and left.

As for Xie Feng, Zhao Mo asked him to go to the activities by himself. Most of his elves had improved too much, and he needed a stable foundation, so Zhao Mo didn't let him follow today.

Walking out of the Imperial Hotel, Zhao Mo's spiritual power was constantly released, and his face was also covered with a layer of strange spiritual power.

This layer of spiritual power can distort everyone's senses of him, which is much better than human skin masks.

Soon, Zhao Mo, who was walking on the street, paused and noticed something.

Turning his footsteps, he walked straight into an elf supply store.

When he walked to the counter, he didn't talk nonsense, and secretly revealed his black market pass.

The teller glanced at it, and calmly invited Zhao Mo to the second floor.

"My lord, are you going to enter the black market?"

The teller looked very respectful.

The vast majority of those who can enter the black market are not good people. Such people are usually moody.

It's impossible to kill people in the imperial capital, but it's easy to make him suffer.

"Yes, arrange it for me as soon as possible."

"Yes, my lord."

The teller took out the elf ball on his waist, pressed the button in the middle, and a white light shot out.

An elf appeared in front of Zhao Mo.

Yong Kira.

A powerful race that is one of the best among the psychic elves.

It's just that this elf's eyes are dull, without a trace of brilliance in his eyes, and the super energy energy in his body is also dim and mottled.

Zhao Mo showed an interested look on his face, his majestic spiritual power surged, and his eyes shone with golden light.

In an instant, the data of this Yongjila appeared in his mind.

Yong Kira ♂

Attribute: super power

Level: 15

Ability: Mental Power (abnormal)

character:? ? ?

Skill: teleportation

Genetic Skills: None

"Interesting, it's amazing, I don't know how you did it?"

In his perception, this elf is like a marionette. The character on the data panel is chaotic and unknown, and the skill only has one teleportation.

Mental power is even more chaotic and disorderly.

The most important thing is that the level is only fifteen, and it is one level away from evolution, but it has already evolved.

But it's not like Xuanyin Sect, the energy in the body has a bloody and filthy feeling, it's just a little dark and mottled.

"Big... lord?"

The teller's voice trembled.

In his eyes, the face of Zhao Mo in front of him seemed to be covered with a cloud of mist, mysterious and deep.

His body couldn't move at all, as if he was imprisoned by some invisible force, and he even had a feeling that life and death were in the hands of the person in front of him.

"This superpower, I don't know where my subordinates have offended you."

The voice came from the stairway, and along with it, there was a wave of not weak super power.

"Buzz!"

This superpower quickly probed towards Zhao Mo.

Zhao Mo instantly sensed the strangeness, his face turned cold, and a golden superpower was released to meet him.

"Bang bang bang~"

From a microscopic point of view, the two superpowers collide continuously, making a slight muffled sound. During the confrontation, the golden superpower is obviously stronger, and the other blue superpower is constantly annihilated.

The two superpowers are like the regular army and the peasant army, and there is an insurmountable gap between them.

"Unbelievable!"

Zhao Mo snorted softly, his thoughts moved slightly.

The golden superpowers exploded in an instant, and a sweep easily annihilated the blue superpowers, and quickly spread towards the source.

"Ah...boom!" There was a painful groan immediately from the stairs, followed by the sound of rolling down the stairs.

After doing all this, Zhao Mo put his hands behind his back and did not make any new movements.

A moment later, there was another movement from the stairs. An old man with a gloomy face was suspended in mid-air and went up to the second floor.

The most striking thing is the Hu Di beside the old man.

This hudi has clear eyes, obviously not as dull as Yongjila.

Zhao Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the spiritual force in his mind surged like a wave, and there was a crashing sound of the tide.

His eyes instantly saw through Hu Di's details.

"However, if a mere elite trainer dares to spy on me, you are really courting death."

The cold voice resounded through the second floor.

The Yukira spirit ball hanging around Zhao Mo's neck opens a gap.

Immediately, a terrifying and violent aura pressed hard on Hu Di.

Hu Di, who was floating in the air, changed his expression greatly, as if he saw some natural enemy, he let out a scream, and hurriedly landed on the ground.

The old man also noticed this terrifying aura, and quickly followed him to the ground, his expression humbled, and he only had one thought in his mind: "This person in front of me is absolutely invincible, not only is his mental strength much stronger than him, but he definitely has a grandmaster on his body." level elf."

Although he is working for the black market, the black market will never fight against a master trainer because of him.

For the black market to develop to such an extent, the most important thing is to have eyesight and know who can handle it and who can't handle it.

Not to mention, this is the imperial capital...it is very likely to provoke the children of the family.

"My lord, this matter is the fault of this old man, this thing should be paid to you."

As he spoke, he took out a spiritual rosary with a lot of impurities from his bosom.

There was a trace of flesh pain on his face.

Zhao Mo was also polite, and waved his hand into the space.

"Forget it this time, and next time, it won't be so simple."

Zhao Mo looked at the old man in front of him, and the murderous look in his eyes disappeared in a blink of an eye.

It made the old man's scalp shudder, and his expression became more respectful.

This is the change in strength, the change brought about.

In the final analysis, he was the one who provoked the matter first, and the teller was not out of the ordinary.

but……

He is stronger!

There may be laws in other places, but there is no black market, only the strong are king.

As long as he is strong enough, the black market will not dare to offend him at all.

"Okay, take me to the black market."

"Yes."

The old man with his head down suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and let Hu Di come over in a hurry.

(These days are relatively busy, and there is a problem with the Jinhua epidemic... I have to do nucleic acid every day.)