Chapter 172 Sword Repair(1/3)
"This is Moran!"
"The core student with the lowest level of cultivation in the university!"
"If you don't practice well, drink soup here and enjoy it!"
Students use voice transmission shields and whisper.
There was a lot of discussion.
"The soup he drank before was one million gold coins per bowl!"
"Now you start drinking ten million a bowl!"
"Why are you so rich!"
"This is too much of a loser!"
Many people sigh helplessly.
A bowl of soup, ten million gold coins!
Only fools can drink it!
Unexpectedly, there is really a fool!
"He is such a greedy person!"
"I'm destined to go far!"
"After three days, it will be the core student assessment!"
"He definitely can't pass the test and loses his core identity!"
Many students nodded firmly.
If I were drinking soup here all day!
Enjoy here!
The cultivation level is only in the early stage of the Transcendence Realm!
It is simply unforgivable to be able to pass the core student assessment!
"woke up!"
"He woke up!"
As soon as Mo Ran opened his eyes, he heard a boiling sound around him.
He was shocked.
At some point, thousands of students had gathered around him!
So many students are in a circle!
Surround him in the middle!
They all looked at him with straight eyes!
"elder brother!"
"Why did you lose weight?"
Qingli walked out of the crowd and stepped forward and said with concern.
Hao Hongling, Liu Feng, and Han Cheng also came over.
"His friends are also such low-level people!"
"All of them are students in the Transcendent Realm!"
Many students looked at Qingli, Hao Hongling, Liu Feng and Hancheng, and they also showed contempt.
"Let's talk about it when you go out!"
Mo Ran smiled faintly.
He has recovered a lot now.
When I first came out of the courtyard, I was so weak!
"Give me three more bowls!"
Mo Ran shouted loudly at the Chentang.
"Okay!"
The master agreed.
Immediately, he personally brought three large bowls of medicinal soup to Mo Ran.
The crowd automatically gives way!
"It's good to have money!"
"This master of the kitchen hall will bring it to you in person!"
"Who has enjoyed such treatment before?"
"The little princess hasn't enjoyed it, right?"
The crowd was talking again.
Don't be as if there is no one else.
Drink all the last three bowls of soup.
"Let's go!"
"Don't be a monkey here!"
Mo Ran looked at Qingli, Hao Hongling, Liu Feng, Han Cheng, and stood up with a smile.
"Everyone doesn't like you!"
"You will definitely not be able to pass the core student assessment!"
Liu Feng said with a serious expression.
"I've heard it!"
"Go as they say!"
Mo Ran smiled faintly.
If you want them to shut up.
Just pass the core student assessment!
"The League of Legends is also paying close attention to you!"
"I look forward to your failure in the assessment!"
Hancheng reminded.
"Then they might be disappointed!"
Mo Ran smiled slightly.
In his smile, he was full of confidence.
While talking, the few people walked out of the dining hall and headed straight to the training ground.
"Are you planting a sword these days?"
As soon as he walked into the large spiritual gathering array, Hao Hongling couldn't help asking.
It is rare for her to endure her hot temper.
"I have successfully planted the sword!"
Mo Ran smiled and nodded.
"We didn't bother you when we saw the door of your quiet room and set up a ban!"
Ah Dai said.
"How effective are you in planting a sword?"
Tianma also asked curiously.
“Very smooth!”
"Just just consecrated, I'm the best treasure!"
Mo Ran's smile is bright.
This was something he had never expected at the beginning.
"A top treasure?"
"Aren't you joking?"
"This is too scary!"
To be continued...