Chapter 118 Late Level Seven
Today, Qiluo has transformed into a human form under the influence of Mo Hanchen and Lu Yanran. It took him five years to sprint from the late level one to the early level five. He is the third orc in the Yunliang tribe to minimize his form.
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The first and second ones are of course Mo Hanchen and Lu Yanran.
"No, I still want to practice." Mo Hanchen refused directly.
He now regretted teaching Quirrell how to swim.
After Qiluo transformed, in order to celebrate him, Mo Hanchen not only invited him to his home for a big meal, but also took him to the river and taught him various swimming postures in human form.
Little did he know that Quirrell had fallen in love with swimming since he learned those swimming postures, and he just didn't want to go to the river to swim every day.
Mo Hanchen was annoyed to death by asking him to go swimming with him every day. He also had to practice, so how could he have so much time to play with him?
"You are still practicing." Chiro's eyes kept darting back and forth over his friend, "You are already very powerful, so don't work so hard."
Although Qiluo didn't say it clearly, Mo Hanchen could still see the meaning in his eyes.
"What's that look in your eyes? Are you looking for a beating?" Mo Hanchen raised his fist in dissatisfaction.
Five years is not a long time for a capable person, nor is it a short time.
Lu Yanran didn't have to go on a mission today, so she was practicing at home and cooking a delicious lunch for Mo Hanchen.
In the past few years, because he has been responsible for the growth of plants around the tribe and taught lessons to the tribe's cubs, he has spent a lot less time practicing. Originally, his power level was one hour higher than Yanran's.
At the same level, because of such and such things that hindered his cultivation, Yanran also caught up with him.
Quirrell probably transformed early, and his size was also affected by the level of his powers.
If he really wanted to find one, how could he not have anyone to accompany him? There were so many cubs in the tribe that were as big as him. Ordinary orcs could just go find them.
So as long as he doesn't turn into a human being, others won't be able to tell the fact that he is still a cub.
Mo Hanchen sighed helplessly: "I really don't want to go, you can find someone else to go with you."
No. He has still vaguely surpassed himself, and is about to enter the seventh level peak, and he has only entered the late stage not long ago.
The further you go in training, the harder it is to advance in level.
"You can't blame me for not having friends. It's because you don't want to make friends. What do you care about me? Go away, go away, I'm very busy." Mo Hanchen waved his hand and pushed him away.
What is inversely proportional to their power level and physical strength is their stature. They are eleven years old, but their height is the same as the average cubs here who are seven or eight years old.
Although Mo Hanchen looked like a cub when he transformed into human form, his animal form was not affected by age, but continued to grow with the level of his powers.
But for three people of the same age, Quirrell was a head taller than them.
With the help of a large number of crystal nuclei and ferocious beast meat, Lu Yanran and Mo Hanchen's powers have reached the late seventh level.
The entire Yunliang tribe's orcs knew that they couldn't talk about not growing up in front of the two of them, but Qiluo knew they cared and dared to look down on him. It's strange that Mo Hanchen wasn't angry.
It's just that there are too few ability users that the tribe can produce, and the supply exceeds demand. It can only be said that they can eat, but it is impossible to eat without any scruples.
Why do you say that?
Due to long-term consumption of the meat of high-level ferocious beasts, their physical bodies are as strong as those of level eight superpowers.
Quirrell felt guilty and quickly looked away, pitifully saying: "Just go with me, I don't have any friends except you."
If he practiced at his previous training speed, he would be at level three at most now, but he is already at level five.
"Let's go." As long as he is not asked to go swimming in the river.
Because of their assistance, the tribe can become self-sufficient in many vegetables and fruits, and no longer cannot eat a lot of food due to seasonal issues.
"Hey" Quirrell jumped onto his back and sat down with a smile on his face.
An eleven-year-old level five ability user, now he is walking in the tribe, who wouldn't praise him for his awesomeness?
"I know it's good to work hard. I really want to go back." Mo Hanchen just valued his ambition.
Quirrell pouted, "If you don't go, I won't go either."
Over the past five years, because of his leadership, the number of wood-type superpowers with rebirth skills has changed from three to seven now. The other four are still cubs, and the highest level is only level three.
, the lowest level is still level one, and their abilities are limited, so most of the things outside the tribe are still in charge of the previous three people.
So can Mo Hanchen not be looked down upon by him?
This child has always been the most important thing for Mo Hanchen and Lu Yanran, but after several years, they still have not given up on the practice of supernatural powers, because compared with living, life is still more important.
Sure enough, after hearing what he said, Quirrell showed a bitter face at first, and then said as if he had made up his mind: "Don't worry, I won't lag behind you too much, haven't I already transformed?"
But only this reason can make Quirrell regain his ambition.
That's because when they fought against the eighth-level psychics of the tribe, they didn't rely on superpowers to get the result.
The most obvious one is probably the upgrade of abilities.
"Qi Luo, why do you have time to come to my house today?"
"Well, it's better not to go. If you have nothing to do, practice more. You haven't practiced much since you transformed. I'm almost at level eight. Be careful and stay farther away from me." Mo Hanchen reminded.
Mo Hanchen turned into an animal shape and motioned for him to come up.
He really wanted to find someone to accompany him, and there were a lot of them at random. He just wanted to play with Chenchen.
Quirrell hurriedly stopped the person, "Chenchen, I haven't been to your house for a long time. Why don't you invite me to your house?"
After Mo Hanchen pushed the person away, he was about to stretch his wings and fly, but was pulled back by Quilo.
Her current superpower at the late seventh level has a space of 640 cubic meters. She is already on an equal footing with Tusi in the tribe. She no longer has to worry about being low and insecure. When she was at the sixth level, as a space superpower,
All tribes know about the capable ones.
At that time, she no longer belonged to any team and became a brick like Tusi.
The only good thing is that there are a lot of plants planted around the tribe, and their space has become larger and can hold more things. They don't have to go on missions every day, and they usually have two days a week to rest.
But in contrast, the time they spend on each mission has been extended. It used to only take half a day to return to the tribe, but now it takes more than half a day to return.
Tusi is also furious. Five years have passed, and her power level with a large number of crystal cores has reached the early stage of level eight. Although she still has no attack ability, through continuous progress and improvement, her space shield defense has become stronger than before.
Chapter completed!