Mo Huasong wasn't the type to dwell on challenging tasks.
After all, if he could enter, he would; if not, there was nothing he could do about it. He wouldn't force himself.
There was still half a year to go anyway. Who knew what could happen in half a year?
For people like Lin Xia, their strength might not improve much in six months. But he was different; he could definitely make progress.
The Intermediate Practice Points were something Mo Huasong was looking forward to immensely.
Only by fighting with Level 5 or 6 Fierce Beasts could he truly enhance his abilities.
Without a fierce and arduous battle, it was all child's play for him. Was Mo Huasong afraid of danger? Certainly not.
When they arrived at the entrance of the cafeteria, they spotted the skinny figure of Fat Dragon.
"Hey? Are you guys here to eat too? What a coincidence," Fat Dragon called out excitedly.