Death of Douluo

In the early morning of the next day, there were still six people in a row on the playground. Except for Mo Fan, Oscar, and Dai Mubai, one of the original three seniors had also been banned because he had not reached level 20 at the age of [-]. Ferrander was dismissed, leaving only two people.

Every time a new student joins, Ferrander will gather everyone and introduce the new student to everyone. This time it is naturally to introduce Dai Mubai.

After some familiar words, Ferrand's eyes moved to Oscar again, "Oscar, although Mo Fan and you two joined the academy earlier, Dai Mubai is older than you two after all. In terms of seniority, he is Your senior, please get along well with me from now on."

Ferrander didn't even look at Mo Fan when he said this. He was obviously saying it to the two of them, but in fact, he was just saying it to Oscar.

"I got it, Dean." Oscar didn't dare not answer Ferrander's words.

As for Mo Fan on the side, he never looked directly at Dai Mubai from beginning to end.He turned a deaf ear to Ferrander's words and ignored them.

"Okay, let's do it like this. Free arrangements for those who don't have classes, and those who do have classes. Let's break up." After saying that, Ferrander turned around and left.

"Little O."

Oscar couldn't help but feel distressed when he heard Mo Fan's voice, because his training life was about to start again, "Here he comes."

Oscar followed Mo Fan reluctantly.

Dai Mubai's class was in the afternoon, and like Mo Fan and Oscar, he had free arrangements in the morning.

Watching Mo Fan leave, Dai Mubai hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Have we known Mo Fan before?"

Mo Fan turned around and a cold light flashed in his deep black eyes, and his cold smile was somewhat penetrating, "It seems that the impression I left on you yesterday was not deep enough!"

Mo Fan took a step forward, and his figure instantly came to Dai Mubai's figure.

Dai Mubai looked at Mo Fan who was right in front of him and subconsciously took a step back.But before this step even landed, his figure suddenly froze in place.

Mo Fan grabbed Dai Mubai's shoulder with his right arm. Dai Mubai couldn't shake the terrifying force.

Mo Fan slowly brought his head to Dai Mubai's ear and said softly: "Remember! Don't bother me in the future, because I'm worried that I won't be able to help but...kill you! I...do what I say. "

The cold voice was like the whisper of hell, making Dai Mubai's figure tremble involuntarily.

boom!

As soon as Mo Fan finished speaking, Mo Fan waved his right arm, and the huge force directly threw Dai Mubai away and hit the ground hard.

Mo Fan turned and left without even looking at Dai Mubai.

Oscar looked at the embarrassed Dai Mubai on the ground, sighed, and quickly followed Mo Fan.

"Why is he so hostile to me!?"

Dai Mubai looked at Mo Fan's back, clenching his teeth, anger mixed with fear. Dai Mubai had never been a good-tempered person, but he was helpless in the face of Mo Fan. He couldn't beat him again and again. He wanted to Calling people for revenge, but with the existence of the college teachers, it is impossible.

The most important thing is that he learned from Ferrand's introduction that both Mofan and Oscar are younger than him, and they must be at least one year old, otherwise it would be impossible to call him senior, which means that Mofan is the oldest. At ten years old, this news clearly exceeded Dai Mubai's expectations.

Dai Mubai punched the ground again, venting his frustration and beginning to adjust his mentality.

After a while, Dai Mubai stood up with a gloomy face, simply straightened his messy clothes, then turned and left. The direction he went to was exactly where the two seniors were.

Since Mo Fan can't find a breakthrough, Oscar and Mo Fan's relationship is very good at first glance, so the only breakthrough is the seniors.

Dai Mubai wanted to investigate why Mo Fan hated him so much.

In this way, another month passed. Dai Mubai and Mo Fan had no interaction with each other in this school, so they were considered to be in peace.

During this month, Dai Mubai's investigation of Mo Fan never stopped, but there were very few things about Mo Fan.

Mo Fan's origin is like a mystery. His parents are unknown, his origin is unknown, the reason for his hatred is unknown, and even his age is unknown.

Mo Fan's age was only told to the teachers at the academy. Naturally, Felander and others would not expose Mo Fan's age at will. After all, Mo Fan has been a part of the academy since he joined the academy.

The only thing that can provide Dai Mubai with a clue is that Mo Fan's martial soul is its true form!

With the same name, the same martial spirit, plus this hatred, the Mo Fan in front of him is the Mo Fan who escaped in the first place. This is the most likely possibility.

But how could a soul master with an innate seventh-level soul power break through to become a great soul master in just two years? Dai Mubai couldn't believe it, and he couldn't believe it.But based on the current news, he had no choice but to believe it.

"Going to test it out?" A flash of hesitation flashed across Dai Mubai's expression, and everything that happened a month ago was still vivid in his mind.

"Forget it, everything is fine now anyway..." Dai Mubai finally shook his head.

One thing leads to another, the seeds of escape and cowardice eventually grow in Dai Mubai's body, and Dai Mubai's journey of Shrek's indulgence begins.

As time goes by, Dai Mubai's episode gradually becomes calmer. Dai Mubai's existence is a reminder to Mo Fan that he has never forgotten the hatred of parricide, and it also makes Mo Fan's training harder.

As Mo Fan practiced harder and harder, Oscar's life became more and more miserable. The crazy exercise every day made Oscar look much stronger than before. Under Mo Fan's supervision, Oscar's lazy character finally got better. Not a small change.

Time quickly came to half a year later.

The blazing sun is in the sky.

On the playground, Oscar was standing in a strange posture, with heavy sweat dripping from his forehead.

Stand with your legs parallel to each other, push your knees outwards, your knees should not exceed your toes, your thighs should be parallel to the ground, your hips should be drawn forward and inward, your chest should be lifted up, your chest should be flat, and your back should be rounded.Stand with both hands straight.Push your head upward, as if the top of your head is suspended by a thread.This is the standard horse stance.

Mo Fan on the side stood in the same horse stance. The difference was that Mo Fan held a six-meter-long stick in both hands, and there was a black iron block tied to the end of the stick.

The iron block weighs ten kilograms, the rod is one foot long, and the iron weighs ten kilograms. Plus the wooden stick, the weight of this one is 240 kilograms!The two hands weigh 480 kilograms. It would be difficult for ordinary people to lift Mo Fan like this, let alone in a horse stance.

Not only that, Mo Fan's back and under both knees were tied with black iron blocks. Calculated, Mo Fan's whole body weighed more than [-] kilograms.

The playground beneath Mo Fan had already been soaked.