Li Mochen has seen countless people. One look at the look on this young lady's face and he knew why she came: "Classmate Lin Deng, you are here for the scholarship, right?"
"Call me Louise, we are classmates."
Louise Linden looked slightly embarrassed, but she still walked to Li Mochen calmly and sat down: "You guessed it, I am looking for you for the scholarship. What happened between you and Georgia, I have already
I found out. In order to befriend Jennifer Wildenstein, you took advantage of him, right? Suspended his full scholarship for three months in exchange for two sports scholarships? You are a Wilton after all.
Stan, he doesn't dare to offend you too much."
Li Mochen raised his eyebrows, and then responded calmly: "I don't know where you got this from, Miss Lewis, but this is obviously all fabricated."
He knew that neither the Georgia vice-chancellor nor William Jacques would be stupid enough to admit it, so he denied it without hesitation.
It would be really difficult for him, a guy who loves money as much as his life, to spit out the money he has already received.
The sports scholarship includes eight bottles of junior perfect potion every month and a living allowance of seven hundred gold shields, which is a total wealth of seven thousand gold shields.
For him now, this is still indispensable. After all, no matter how good the treatment given to him by Naison Sports Group is, it cannot provide him with cash.
Especially now, when his greed has been magnified ten times or dozens of times, Li Mochen feels like his heart is cut by a knife just thinking about it. This little blond girl simply wants his life.
And he didn't think he and William would be able to get along with the two sports scholarships.
"Andre, although I have no evidence, I can probably guess the truth, so it doesn't matter whether you admit it or not."
Louise shook her head slightly and said helplessly: "Andre, don't you think this is unfair to other students in the club?"
"There are many unfair things in this world."
Li Mochen's reaction was cold: "I don't think there are many in our club who have entered the fourth round, right? So if you ask me to give up my scholarship, is it unfair to me?"
Louise couldn't help frowning: "Andre, you have made great contributions to our school. Entering the fourth round of the individual competition has helped us a lot. But everyone knows how you qualified. You are very lucky.
Okay, but if we just rely on luck, we won’t be able to make our school go further.”
"Luck?"
Li Mochen's lips curled up slightly, and then asked: "I have a question that I would like to ask Miss Louise to answer. Why didn't you come to me before the third round of the individual competition? Instead, after it was confirmed that I would qualify for the third round? Are you worried that I won't cooperate?
Yeah?"
When he said this, he noticed that there was a hint of shame on the other person's face that was both happy and angry.
He understood immediately, but he didn't feel any blame or dissatisfaction.
In fact, Li Mochen regretted what he said just now. It was too disrespectful to argue about such a trivial matter. It was a fact that he obtained the quota through methods beyond the rules, and Louise came to him for this matter.
, also for this cold weapon fighting club, there is nothing worthy of his resentment.
However, the original owner of the body didn't know which nerve was stimulated just now, and he was inexplicably filled with anger and hostility.
"I won't talk about the unnecessary things. It's simpler and more direct to speak with a sword. Whether I, Li Mochen, am worthy of this quota, I will know after trying it."
As Li Mochen spoke, he stood up and slowly pulled out a training sword from his sword bag.
——This is not the sharpened 'Holy Thunder Judgment', but an ordinary one-handed magic sword called 'Divine Power'. The magic ability can increase or decrease the weight ten times, allowing people to practice swordsmanship.
At the same time, exercise your arm strength.
Li Mochen felt that if he used that top-level magic sword, he would be bullying others, and there would be no sincerity at all.
"You should also be carrying weapons, right? If you can accept me now, no! Just a sword. Then I will go to Georgia and give up the scholarship. But if you can't accept it, then please ask everyone in the club
Apologize to me in front of others, okay?"
Louise Linden was stunned when she heard this: "There is no problem with me, but are you serious? I just need to take one of your swords?"
"It's just a sword!"
Li Mochen raised his chin: "After one strike, I will keep my word."
Louise, however, was obviously mistaken. She actually showed a look of understanding, smiled with relief, and then pulled out a long, shining sword from the sword bag behind her.
Li Mochen couldn't help but his eyes narrowed slightly, and his energy gradually changed, but just before he drew his sword, a middle-aged man in a tuxedo suddenly burst in with a hurried expression: "Miss Louise, something happened to our distinguished guest. Over there
Some accidents occurred, which need to be handled by you personally——"
"Dear guest? You mean Angela?"
Louise's expression changed slightly, and she stuffed the long knife back into her sword bag. Then she took a mobile phone from the hand of the middle-aged man in a tuxedo, and while talking into the phone, she hurried out of the room.
Door: "An Qi, what happened? Rosia, where is he? How did it get to this point? Where are you now?"
Li Mochen's expression at the back also changed drastically, and he subconsciously frowned with the word "Sichuan" between his eyebrows. Without thinking, he used his spiritual thoughts to activate the Waidan, and at the same time squeezed the Ling Jue. After a moment, there was a slight mustard behind Louise.
The dust condensed and turned into an insect as small as an ant, which fell on Louise Lyndon's shoulder.
The latter's voice also reached Li Mochen's ears intermittently.
"Near Russell Avenue in the south of the city, this is Atlanta? They are crazy - do you know who they are - Lena is injured, how could it be? Just wait a moment, I will send someone over."
When Louise's figure hurried out 40 meters away, the girl's voice completely disappeared.
Li Mochen still stood where he was, looking at the sky to the north through the window next to him.
Lyndon College is also in the southeast of the city, but it is seven kilometers away from the Russell Avenue Louise mentioned.
Angela was attacked over there? Speaking of which, he just felt some vague magic energy reaction over there.
Is that black-haired girl going to be okay? The housekeeper next to this girl, the one named Rosia, is an outlaw whose roots he can't even see clearly.
There were also several bodyguards responsible for escorting Angela out of school. Li Mochen also took a sneak peek from a distance and knew that they were all powerful magic professionals. Two of them had extremely powerful energy and blood, and they were probably outside the law.
who.
The Linden family is the most famous family in Atlanta after Wildenstein, and its power in this city is extremely powerful.
Although Louise Lyndon is young, she is the sole heir of the Lyndon family. The power she can mobilize in her hands is far beyond what ordinary children from famous families can compare with.
So you don’t have to worry at all, that girl will be fine——
Li Mochen thought so in his mind, but then he turned around decisively and walked into another meditation room on the second floor. On the way, he cut off half of a broom next to him. Then the piece of wood quickly fell into his hand.
It grows and sprouts, and finally shapes into a human form. The whole body is sitting cross-legged, just like an enlightened monk meditating.
Li Mochen only spent the next 30 seconds to carve dozens of runes around the meditation room and on the wooden figure.
After that, he walked out of the door again, but his whole body was as if it were an illusion. He was moving quickly with the help of the shadows around him. Until he walked out of the gym, the many classmates and coaches inside didn't feel anything strange at all.