Although he already had the identity of a Mohist guard, a third-class guard did not have the qualifications to enter and leave the Mohist Castle at will, so he could only choose to use money to open the way.
Ten gold coins were exchanged for the gate guards to let him pass. And there was also a special person to take him to the training ground where Commander Mo Ran was.
It's not that these gatekeepers are attentive, but they are afraid that Mo Tang will run around in the castle and bump into some nobleman, and then their job will be over.
After a lot of effort, I finally met Commander Mo Ran.
Looking at the middle-aged man sitting at the top and drinking tea leisurely, Mo Tang looked respectful.
"Tell me, what's the matter that made you go to so much trouble to come to me?"
A faint voice came from above, and Mo Tang took out his wooden box at the right time...
"Master Commander! This is a gift from Chen Lin, the manager of the 12th East Quarter of Iron Refinery City. Please take a look!"
Mo Ran's eyes flashed with interest, and he motioned for the latter to take the thing over.
After opening the wooden box and seeing a pair of boxing gloves made of unknown animal skin and special metal sheets, Mo Ran showed a slight surprise on his face.
"Huh? It's actually grinding iron?"
The so-called polished iron is a kind of metal refined using special techniques. It is not real steel. It has a certain conductivity of earth-attributed fighting spirit, so it is regarded as a rare metal specially made for making weapons for people who practice earth attributes.
"You guys are really thoughtful."
Playing with the boxing gloves in his hands, Mo Ran had a smile on his face.
It was obvious that he was very pleased with the gift.
"This was all prepared by Manager Chen. I'm just running errands." Mo Tang said.
"oh?"
Suddenly, I became interested in the young man in front of me.
"What's your name? When did you become a family guard?"
If he was an ordinary third-class guard, he would definitely be very excited to hear that a commander would actually ask about his identity.
But Mo Tang's expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "I am Mo Tang, and I passed the family assessment a month ago."
"Huh? He just passed the assessment?" Mo Ran finally showed a look of surprise.
"I didn't expect you to be able to break through to the Fighter level in just one month. It seems you are a little genius."
Since he was able to become a third-class guard, it means that during the assessment, his opponent was at most at the ninth level of fighting spirit.
But in just one month, he was able to successfully condense the fighting energy for the first time through his own practice and become a fighter. This talent is definitely extraordinary.
"What is the attribute of your fighting spirit? Have you ever practiced any martial arts?" Mo Ran continued to ask.
"I have thunder-attributed Dou Qi and have already practiced some techniques."
After hearing Mo Tang's answer, Mo Ran suddenly became more interested.
"Oh? What level of skill is it?"
You know, under normal circumstances, as a descendant of a collateral branch, if you want to practice martial arts, you have to apply to the family to enter the Fighting Qi Pavilion for selection.
Moreover, the highest martial arts that the collateral descendants can choose is only the intermediate yellow level. If they want to obtain higher-level martial arts and fighting skills, they can only wait for the family's reward after they have made contributions.
Mo Tang was naturally very clear about this, and he wanted the other party to ask first, so that he could bring up his father's name...
"The technique I am practicing is the advanced yellow-level technique left by my father!"
Mo Ran's expression finally changed. He looked at the young man in front of him and asked in a deep voice, "Who is your father?"
"My father Mo Yun!"
"Moyun!"
Mo Ran raised his eyebrows, "It turned out to be him! No wonder..."
As a former confidant of the great elder Mo Cheng, Mo Ran naturally knew who Mo Yun was, and he was his boss back then...
I just didn't expect that I would meet his son today.
"Follow me! Let me see your strength!"
As he said that, Mo Ran suddenly stood up, without even looking at the fist, and walked directly out the door with Mo Tang.
A smile flashed in Mo Tang's eyes, and then he immediately followed.
When Mo Tang learned that the person Chen Lin was going to curry favor with was Mo Ran, an idea already came to his mind.
Perhaps for someone like Chen Lin, he can only work like a dog and lick others to make them feel comfortable, in exchange for the master throwing a bone for him to chew.
But Mo Tang is different...
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He can rely on his strength!
Although his genius was fake, others didn't know that!
Plus, with the little bit of influence left by his cheap father, this was his real chance to come out!
"Come on! Use your strongest attack and show me your strength!"
Standing proudly in the middle of the yard, Mo Ran raised his right hand and spoke to Mo Tang.
You are such a pretentious person...you leave no trace.
However, as an eight-star fighter with earth attribute, he is also qualified to show off in front of a fighter.
Mo Tang drew out his sharp sword and his eyes gradually became solemn.
"Sir, I am offended!"
Triple Blade Aura!
With a low shout in his heart, the long sword in Mo Tang's hand actually faintly jumped out of a silver arc, and then rushed towards the figure in front of him!
"Good! Very powerful!"
Facing the oncoming electric arc, Mo Ran, whose body was wrapped in yellow fighting spirit, laughed.
The huge fist was clenched suddenly, and the yellow fighting spirit condensed wildly on it.
He clenched his fist and suddenly exploded. The violent sound of the wind mixed with fierce energy collided directly with the electric arc long sword.
When the two collided, Mo Ran's fist crushed Mo Tang's sword light like a rotten wood, and then stopped just in the latter's face.
The violent wind from the fist blew past Mo Tang's ears, making his face turn pale.
Sure enough, I am now far from being a fighting master!
However, Mo Ran, who had retracted his fist, was full of admiration at this moment. He was very satisfied with the attack power that Mo Tang, a one-star fighter, could unleash.
"Not bad, not bad! It really is worthy of being a thunder-attributed fighting spirit known for its attacking power. Moreover, the fighting skill you just used should also be a high-level yellow rank, right?"
Hearing the other party's question, Mo Tang quickly put away his disappointment and immediately said, "Yes! This is also the only fighting skill my father left me."
"Very good! With the Yellow-level advanced skills and Yellow-level advanced fighting techniques, your combat power is probably stronger than that of an ordinary two-star fighter!"
Mo Ran glanced at the young man in front of him, and after a moment, he said, "It just so happens that I am still short of manpower. Since you have been promoted to a fighter, you can stay under me as a second-class guard."
Mo Tang's calm face showed excitement, "Thank you for your appreciation!"
"Well, you go down first. Come back tomorrow and I'll have someone take you to re-register your information and exchange for a guard badge."
"Yes! I will take my leave."
(End of this chapter)