Mu Bai said: "It only took me so long to refine a summoning scroll for a level six Skyfire Demonic Wolf. I wonder if I can complete the summoning scroll for the Hell Snake King before the start of the competition."
"Then you should take the time to rest for a while." Ruian said.
Mubai rerolled the scroll that was spread out on the ground, put it into the space ring, and said to Dilla: "I will rest for a while, there is one last scroll that I need your help with."
Dilla nodded and asked with concern: "Brother Mubai, you have consumed so much mental and mana to create another summoning scroll, can your body bear it?"
Mu Bai smiled and said, "I'm fine."
"Well, I won't disturb your rest." Dilla stood up, turned around and left the library.
Mubai sat cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state of practice.
late at night.
Mu Bai opened his eyes.
After half a day of meditation practice, his mental and magical powers had almost recovered, so he put the last scroll in front of him and spread it out, picked up the brush, and continued to draw the summoning circle.
…
Four days later.
early morning.
"Dong dong dong!" A rapid knock on the door came from outside the Magic Temple.
"Mubai! Mubai! Open the door quickly!"
"Boss! Are you in there?"...
"Who is it?"
Dila, who was sleeping soundly on the counter, slowly opened her sleepy eyes, asked doubtfully, then stood up and went to open the door of the library.
I saw Jian Wuhui, Danny, and Fire Wolf, each wearing a tight suit of armor or leather armor, with weapons stuck on their waists, as if they were going into battle, with anxious looks on their faces.
"Brother Mubai is practicing, you can't disturb him." When Dila saw the three of them, he was stunned for a moment and then said.
Danny jumped to his feet anxiously and said: "How long have you been practicing? Today is the start of the competition. If you don't sign up, you will have no chance." With that, he was about to enter the library.
Dilla stood in front of the door and refused to let Danny in.
"You...get out of the way." Danny said angrily.
"No." Dilla pursed her lips and said.
"Wuhui, what do you think we should do?" Danny had no choice but to ask Jian Wuhui beside him.