I will be a master in the future

Mo Wen had no interest in the captured munitions boss, so he quickly forgot about it.

Warner's prediction was still very accurate. Mo Wen heard that Gerald's team defeated Ronald yesterday when he went to the cafeteria for lunch.

The No.3 of the elite competition has been produced, that is the Ronald team of Horst College, and the first and second positions are now waiting.

The championship was born between the Warner team and the Gerald team. People from the two teams had never met before and did not know each other, so even if they met face to face, they would be speechless.

Mo Wen originally thought that the atmosphere would be awkward until the start of the game, but Gerald was silent for a while and said, "I didn't expect you to be one step ahead of Warner."

This sentence is really ambiguous, it sounds like the two had an affair before, Mo Wen swears to God, he has never met this Gerald before, even if he studied in Illinois for a while seen.

Warner's already expressionless face became more stern, and he glanced at Gerald coldly.

It was only then that Gerald realized that his words were not correct, and explained to Mo Wen, "I mean, we searched for you on the virtual network for a long time before, but we couldn't find you. I didn't expect you to come to Warner."

Although Gerald had never seen Warner in person, he had heard of it and read about it in the newspapers. He knew that Warner had entered the elite competition this year.

The uproar about Mo Wen had already spread within the academy, and Gerald naturally knew that the assistant he had been looking for had been found by others.

This can't be blamed on Warner's swift action. At first, he was worried that he would not be able to find 'I Have a Shadow' and even the other assistants would be preempted, so he gave up looking for it early.

With Mo Wen's talent, there are many people who persevere in looking for him, and it is already expected that he can join other teams.

It's just that the more Gerald thinks about it, the more unpleasant it becomes. If he looks for it again, is it Mo Wen who forms a team with him now?

Seeing that Gerald was distracted, his teammates quickly pulled Gerald's sleeve, indicating that the game was about to start.

Gerald regained consciousness in an instant, and threw out the distracting thoughts in his mind.

No matter how much he wanted to pull Mo Wen into the team before, the fact is that the other party has joined another team and has become his opponent.

Thinking of this, Gerald's face darkened. He must win this battle!

The two sides shook hands friendly, the mecha master entered the mecha, and the assistant master found a place to stand by. With an order, the two sides moved quickly.

Warner took the lead and engaged Gerald head-on, and Lambert followed closely with the others.

The game entered a white-hot stage in an instant.

The fast-paced game does not allow mistakes, even if you make a small mistake in your actions, you will be discovered by the opponent.

Dick may be in a bad state. He panicked a little and was almost hit by Gerald head-on. Fortunately, Mo Wen saved him in time.

"Dick, don't be distracted during the game." Warner frowned and said.

"Got it," Dick said.

Dick forced himself to concentrate and put his mind on the game.

As Dick's level returned to the previous level, the huge gap in the skills of the two assistants became apparent at this time.

The opponent's assistant skills are very rare, otherwise they would not be favored by the high-sighted Gerald. The rare dual attributes, agility + endurance.

Although this attribute is not an interference attribute, increasing stamina is a very rare skill. The more you meet high-level opponents, the more important endurance is.

As soon as the opponent came up to fight you on par, after half an hour, the physical strength of both sides was exhausted, and the speed of the opponent had to slow down, but because of the added stamina of the assistant, you counterattacked and won the victory.

If Warner brought other assistants at this moment, the result would be hard to say. After all, physical strength is limited, and Gerald and his physical strength will always recover faster than others.

But Mo Wen was standing with Warner at the moment. How could Changgemen, who made the other eleven sects frightened, be afraid of such a small skill.

This is a job that even the beggars can beat. Anyone who has played Jianwang 3 knows how painful the beggars' continuous control skills are. The occupations with less control will be stunned to death every minute.

Although Changge doesn't have many hard control skills for fixed body and dizziness, his interference ability is really strong. Mo Wen doesn't need damage skills, he keeps interfering with the opponent. Throwing it on the body made Gerald hard to guard against.

Almost as soon as Jiang Zhuyuetian threw it, Gerald and the others were beaten up, thrown again, and beaten again.

In fact, being beaten or something is commonplace for mecha masters. If you are beaten a few times and you become glassy, ​​then you are still training mecha masters. It is better to go home and plant a stick.

It's just that this style of play is too aggrieved, once the aura spreads, you will only be beaten, and you can't even fight back if you want to fight back.

The morale of Gerald's team gradually disappeared, and everyone was as dejected as a rooster who had lost a fight. It was impossible to see the high spirits at the beginning of the game.

In the end, Warner first found a flaw in one person and eliminated the opponent.

The number of people on both sides was originally the same, but even Gerald's team was at a disadvantage. Now that there is one less person, there is no need to think about it. The result of the elite competition has already come out.

It can be said that the elite competition of the mecha department and the auxiliary department has attracted more attention from the school leaders than the elite competition of the ancient department. Seeing this situation, the dean and deputy dean of Horst College showed a satisfied smile.

Horst College has two of the top three seats in this year's elite competition.

If it wasn't for Claude's mech that there was a problem, the top three positions might all belong to their Horst, Vice President Rudolph thought proudly.

Thinking of Claude, Rudolph felt sorry for the other party. Although the mecha was destroyed artificially, there was no chance for a repeat in the elite competition. Now he only hoped to quickly catch the culprit who destroyed the mecha and punish him severely.

The leaders of the top ten colleges have all come. Except for Illinois College and Horst College, the deans of the other colleges have normal faces and seem to be very calm. Who knows what they are thinking in their hearts.

These deans are in a competitive relationship with each other, and they have done a lot of things in order to win good seedlings. It is a typical face and heart disagreement.

Seeing Gerald about to lose, the dean of Illinois College is not unhappy, at least their college is still in the top three this year, as the host of this year's Mech Classic, it is good that they have not lost their basic face .

With Lambert knocking out the second mech division, the referee declared Team Warner the victory.

The leaders of the college stood up and applauded No.1, and then the representatives of the Assistant Teachers Association issued intermediate qualification certificates to the assistant teachers of the No.1 team.

It stands to reason that this is an exciting time. The assistant teachers who enter the university are basically junior assistants. If you want to get the recommendation of the instructor and get the intermediate qualification certificate, you must at least graduate, and the best talents are eligible.

Any auxiliary teacher standing here would probably cry with joy, but Mo Wen looked at the representative of the auxiliary teacher association.

The person who came was Mo Wen's old acquaintance. Mike, the vice president who issued the top qualification certificate to Mo Wen, hadn't seen him for a long time, and Mo Wen suddenly discovered that the other party's nose was actually rosacea.

The red nose moved slightly, and Mike was dumbfounded by the current situation.

Although he already knew that Mo Wen was a student of Horst College, he hadn't really thought about what to do if Mo Wen was No.1. Mike, holding the intermediate qualification certificate in his hand, was in a dilemma.

It’s unreasonable not to give this qualification certificate. After all, the agreed No.1 reward is an intermediate qualification certificate, but if it is given, the other party already has a top-level qualification certificate. What’s the point of giving another intermediate qualification certificate? .

Mike: "..."

Mo asked: "..."

Everyone in the audience: "..."

The dean of Horst College is a smart person. Seeing this situation, he immediately thought of what was going on with Mike's embarrassing situation, but some other old guys didn't know.

These old men are old, and they only read political news when they read the news. When reporting on Mo Wen, they mentioned that this young man has obtained a top qualification certificate at a young age. Without photos, these deans would not be able to recognize them at all. .

The surrounding area was quiet. The dean of the Dulu College looked around and found that everyone was looking at Mike, so he couldn't help but said: "Mike, why are you hesitating, quickly issue a qualification certificate for our champion, look The lads can't wait."

It's fine if he doesn't speak, but as soon as he finished speaking, the laughter in the venue almost toppled the roof of the building, and the huge laughter made the old man feel a little overwhelmed.

The dean of Dulu College took a look, and the old man from Horst College laughed the loudest. He stretched out his hand and patted him angrily: "Stop laughing, tell me what happened."

"Hahaha." Horst's dean laughed almost to tears, and quickly pointed to the place with the largest crowd, "Listen carefully to what they are saying."

The dean of Dulu College hurriedly listened attentively, because everyone was saying what they wanted to say, and it was not easy to capture the language of one of them.

Intermittently, Du Lu's dean heard this sentence: Don't ask the master, we are here~~~ Dean: "..." Can you have a large number of fans as an assistant teacher these days?

After thinking about it, the dean felt more and more familiar with the name, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration. Isn’t this the new leader in the auxiliary world? Several times in the college’s internal meetings, the tutors of the auxiliary department all took this name. Come and be the target of the students.

The euphemism is that if there is no goal, there will be no motivation, and students must have someone who can look up to and stand on the top.

Mike hurriedly asked the president of the association with his brain, and the president told him the solution. Otherwise, why the president can be the president, it seems that the ability to deal with things is strong.

In the end, the intermediate assistant teacher qualification certificate was issued, but it was not given to Mo Wen, but this certificate representing honor was awarded to the dean, and the dean personally displayed it in the honor room of Horst College.

This not only made people see that the qualification certificate belonged to Mo Wen, but also made Horst Academy lose face, killing two birds with one stone.

May I ask which year the elite competition assistant qualification certificate was placed in the honor room?No, Horst Academy was the first.

The dean of Horst College laughed so hard that he could hardly see his eyes. He strode up and hugged Mo Wen, and then he and Mo Wen held up this small qualification certificate.

The deans of the other nine colleges looked at the proud old man on the stage, his teeth were almost sour, but they still slapped each other louder.

There is no way, the reporter is still there, maybe there will be a news broadcast, what should I do if I see a bad look when the screen comes out.

After receiving the award, Mo Wen also breathed a sigh of relief, as the directors left one by one, the venue didn't look so full.

But there are still quite a lot of people, Mo Wen looked at the black line of the crowd in front of him.

The people who came were all from Illinois College. They knew that it would be difficult to see Mo Wen again, so they came to ask for an autograph before leaving.

After receiving the pen and notebook, Mo Wen casually said to Warner, "Go back to the dormitory and pack your things. I'll go back after signing."

"Okay." Warner nodded, taking a step ahead with Lambert and the others.

Amber looked back reluctantly, "When will I be so popular?"

The corner of Lambert's mouth curled up: "It's simple, become the No.1 mecha master."

"I'll wipe it." Amber stopped talking and became the No.1 mecha division, jokingly, there are so many generals in the military.

But Amber just couldn't stay idle, and after being quiet for a while, he couldn't help but start teasing Dick.

"Dick, why didn't you speak today? This doesn't look like you anymore."

Dick came back to his senses and smiled: "It's nothing, it's the final after all, and I might still be quite nervous."

Warner glanced at Dick, but didn't think much about it, he simply felt that Dick's current state was not right.

Mo Wen signed for a long time and finally signed. He not only gave his autograph but also gave everyone a hug. Fortunately, the young man is in good health, otherwise his waist would be broken.

Standing at the door and stretching his waist, Mo Wen, who was illuminated by the sun, squinted his eyes and prepared to go back to the dormitory.

[The things are packed, I will wait for you at the gate of the college. ——Warner] put away the optical brain, Mo Wen walked towards the school gate.

There is a small street next to Illinois College, and the location is not bad. Mo Wen looked around but couldn't find Warner, so he walked into the street.

I went in and saw that Warner was not there, so Mo Wen just stood there and waited.

"Mo Wen, why are you here?" Suddenly a familiar voice called him from behind, Mo Wen turned his head to look, and then felt a pain in his neck.

Mo Wen was stunned for a moment, and then slowly fell to the ground. Before he closed his eyes, he saw Dick getting closer and closer, with no expression on his face.

"Master, our people are here now." The man in black lowered his head and said to Dick.

"En." Dick replied casually, squatting down and hugging Mo Wen.

The man in black turned pale with shock: "Master, let me come."

"No need." Dick refused coldly.