"Hey, don't say that, they still made this six-ring space defense spell look like armor.
They didn't break the rules."
Lu Bin said mockingly, which made Errol's face become even colder and he looked at Mo Lan.
"Mo Lan, is this your opinion?"
Mo Lan smiled when he heard this.
"No, no, no, the condition is to add magic armor to others. The shape of the armor will not affect the battle. The criterion for determining victory or defeat is defense. According to the test rules, the one who can withstand the impact of a higher height steel cone wins.
This is a rule that both of us agree on, and the execution will naturally follow the rules. Since the space armor was given to the wooden man just now, there is no action. Next, you only need to add the space armor to walk, run, and jump, and complete these three actions to prove
As long as it doesn’t affect the battle.”
Errol's expression remained unchanged and he looked at the mage who had just come out.
The mage didn't say anything, walked up to the stage, attached a space armor to himself, and then walked, jumped, and ran.
"how?"
Mo Lan looked at the host after hearing this.
"Host, the result is very obvious and the result can be announced."
As soon as Mo Lan finished speaking, Zhang Guangmo frowned and said.
"President..."
Mo Lan shook his head and smiled.
"Needless to say, the space armor of the Royal Capital Association is indeed an excellent six-ring spell, and everything is in line with the standards. It is exactly the same as the armor, which means it was created on site.
There are no off-site reasons. Our thunder armor is indeed inferior to the space armor, and we are indeed losing.
It’s just a loss. Let’s work on it later. We can afford to lose, so we should learn a lesson.”
After Mo Lan finished speaking, Lu Bin and Zhang Guangmo said nothing more, but looked at Errol with a faint fire in their eyes.
The host also directly announced the birth.
"I announce that the test result of the space armor is 25 meters in height, exceeding the 21 meters of the thunder armor.
Therefore, in the first competition, the Wangdu Mage Association wins!"
As soon as the host finished speaking, a smile appeared on Errol's face. Looking at Mo Lan, he felt a lot more relaxed and thought to himself.
"There are five projects in the exchange meeting, and I have already won the first one. I only need to win two more to get the tank and mage tower technology."
Errol was quite pleased.
“And with our strength, we won the first game, so will the second game be difficult?
Even if we can’t win the second game, can’t we win the third game? Even if we lose two of the four games, we still have two games left, so that’s for sure.”
Errol's face showed a smile, and the face of Marquis Morse next to him also looked much better. In any case, the Royal Capital Association belongs to him now. The stronger the Royal Capital Association is, the more beneficial it is to him. It will also look good if the Royal Capital Association brings glory to him.
And more importantly, if he could obtain the chariot and mage tower technology without losing a fight, then there might be no need for Mo Lan to touch him.
Marquis Morse also had his own plan in mind.
"After the threat is reduced, maybe he can be tolerated to continue to develop. From now on, it will all be my achievement.
And if it can be completely conquered, maybe he can narrow the gap between me and the two empires of the south and the north a little bit."
Besides them, many aborigines also cheered, and the Royal Capital Association's victory made them a little proud.
"Rednecks are rednecks."
Only many players fell into silence, their minds a little dazed.
"The Mage Association actually lost? God Mo actually lost?!"
This thought appeared in their minds, making them a little unbelievable.
It seems that no matter what time, Mo Lan represents invincibility and undefeated.
When the news reached the forum, the forum also exploded.
"Impossible. Compared with creating spells, how could God Mo lose? He is the one who created the mage!"
"This... this... maybe Mo Shen made some oversight."
"Here comes the first-hand news. The King of Capital Association is the Mo God who cheated to win.
They used a ready-made six-ring spell to transform it, while Mo Shen and the others actually created a three-ring defensive spell.
In this way, six rings are beaten against three rings, and ready-made ones are beaten against improvised ones. Who can beat this?
This is cheating!"
"I see."
"That's it, then it's okay, Mo God is still Mo God."
"Tch, there's no such thing as Mo Shen, there's no such thing as cheating. If you don't break the rules, that's victory.
Primary school students, don’t be naive. This world depends on the outcome. Even Mo Lan admitted that he lost, why are you still naive?"
"That's right, why would you use a sixth-level spell to change it? If someone has a sixth-level spell, do they have the ability to change it? I'm afraid Mo Lan doesn't even have a sixth-level spell, right?"
"Also, when you say that the mage was created by Mo Lan, yes, the mage was indeed created by Mo Lan, but the magic is not.
Don't worry about Mo Lan, he is just a player."
Some keyboard warriors jumped out, and their posts made many people angry and laugh out loud.
"Yes, this world is indeed about results. The result is that God Mo is still God Mo even if he loses fluids, and you can still only look at his achievements sourly behind the keyboard.
Is it so difficult to admit that others are better than you?
Is it so difficult to understand awe and learn from outstanding people?"
"And the people who mocked Mo Shen above just wait and see. Mo Shen just lost a game. They are holding their breath now and will explode at the first moment."
"You're nothing compared to me, and you're nothing, you'll explode if you do anything.
So what if it explodes? There are a bunch of six rings, and the Mage Association is holding them to death. When Mo Lan looked at the five rings, what should he hit with, the head?
Pfft, I think Mo Lan will soon hand over the chariot and mage tower technology in despair, regretting that he has to press gold thread every year to make wedding clothes for others.
You are so pretentious that you want to bet with the NPC Association and ask for their magic reserves. Your ambition is as high as the sky and your life is as thin as paper. I think instead of giving these to the NPCs, you might as well give them to me."
.........
Mo Lan's reputation is too great, his impression of being invincible is too deep, and there are too many people who hate him despite having no grievances.
A failure caused an uproar on the Internet, and on this high platform, there were only onlookers and silent players. After the failure, the second game was about to begin.
After Errol defeated the Mage Association, he felt that the Mage Association was nothing more than that, and his worries were too much, so he felt that he had a chance to win.
"If you win the first round, will you lose the second round? Even if you lose the second round, you can't lose three rounds in a row, right?
Laugh, this wave is stable."
"Okay, the first test is over, now the second test begins.
The result of the second competition is to derive the spell model.
The specific process is as follows: given a one-ring spell model with a certain function, a second-, third-, or even fourth- or fifth-ring spell model is derived through the first-level mage model.
The one with the higher derivation level of the spell model wins, the one with the same results is more powerful, and the one with better effect wins.”
Everyone in the Mages Association heard a sneer on their lips, while Errol felt a thump in his heart and had a bad premonition.
