Versatile Mage c1-2021, page 192
Dongfang Ming's lips twisted, but he said nothing.
The girl obviously had no idea, and added, "Dongfang Ming, why are you so quiet?"
Dongfang Ming rolled his eyes. He was not in the mood to talk.
Initially, he had a great chance of joining the Enforcement Union after graduating from the school. He was already a probationary judge, yet he somehow stumbled into Mo Fan, who destroyed the path that his family had laid down for him.
Dongfang Ming clearly remembered that during his battle against Mo Fan, the latter did not even use his Summoned Beast.
He also had a Shadow Element equipment, which he had not used so far in the duels.
This Mo Fan had only used his Blood Tabi right at the beginning. God knows what luxurious equipment he still had. One who was rich enough to level up his Basic Spells to the fourth-tier could not possibly only have a pair of boots!
"His Summoned Beast is completely exhausted. This Zhao Ji has a high chance of winning the duel. He must be the strongest among all the challengers," said someone in the crowd.
Zhao Ji did find himself with a huge advantage. The Swift Star Wolf was obviously not as fast as before, and his attacks were weaker.
The Swift Star Wolf was also covered in wounds. Since it was the Fire School, every challenger had the Fire Element, and some of their flames had prolonged burning effects. As the wounds stacked up, it was severe enough to influence his movement.
Mo Fan sent the Swift Star Wolf back to his home dimension, concerned about the Wolf's recovery.
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When Mo Fan withdrew the beast, the Elemental Directors were startled.
"Don't tell me that he still has a Contracted Beast!" Wei Rong was left speechless.
Contract Summoning was the Intermediate Spell of the Summoning Element. Normally, a Contract Summoning would be a few times stronger than a beast Summoned through the Dimensional Summoning.
If Mo Fan had also achieved the Intermediate Level with his Summoning Element and summoned a Contract Beast that was stronger than the Swift Star Wolf, his Fire School was about to be wiped out!
Chapter 426 - Fight back!
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The teachers opened their eyes wide. Bai Mei said, "He has three Elements to cultivate. His Fire and Lightning Elements are quite impressive. If his Summoning Element has also achieved the Intermediate Level, isn't his cultivation rate a bit too terrifying?"
The teachers let out relieved sighs when they discovered that Mo Fan was not casting the Intermediate Summoning Spell.
They were almost scared to death by this guy. It was a relief that he did not have a Contracted Beast.
As a matter of fact, Mo Fan's Summoning Element had already reached the Intermediate Level. He could also cast the Spell adeptly. The problem was, he did not have enough money to buy a suitable Contracted Beast.
Among the Contracted Beasts he had seen, those that could match the Swift Star Wolf's strength after they m.a.t.u.r.ed were forty million RMB or above. It was rather meaningless to buy a Contracted Beast that was weaker than the Swift Star Wolf.
Zhao Ji was soaked in cold sweat on the dueling ground.
When he discovered that Mo Fan did not have a Contracted Beast, he could not help but chuckle. Everyone already knew about the duels, and if he ended up defeating the demon king, it would be a great boost to his reputation. His clan would take him seriously from now on!
Zhao Ji knew that Mo Fan was running out of energy. He did not give him any chance to catch his breath. The Intermediate Fire Spell was already burning on his right fist.
Meanwhile, his figure was surrounded by glowing shields. The golden glow formed a full circle of protection around him, shielding him inside perfectly.
Despite the power of Mo Fan's Basic Spells, he was unable to blast Zhao Ji's Light Element shields away. Zhao Ji was using a Spirit-grade Light Element Soul Seed, granting him a sturdier defense.
Mo Fan hated fighting against Magicians with Fire and Earth Elements. Similarly, Mo Fan was not a fan of the Light Element either, as it perfectly countered his Shadow Element.
"Qianjun: Thunderbolt: Yaksha!"
Mo Fan cast an Intermediate Spell without hesitation. His finger swiped across the night sky, summoning a purple-black storm cloud above Zhao Ji. Following the flicker on his fingertip, a wide thunderbolt plummeted toward the ground.
In the midst of striking down, it forked into several lightning arcs, like a black claw tearing the air apart. The place began to tremble before the formidable power.
The power of Thunderbolt: Yaksha was fairly shocking. It was pretty much Mo Fan's strongest attack besides the Fiery Fist: Nine Halls. However, it felt like the cunning Zhao Ji was baiting Mo Fan to cast an Intermediate Spell. When he saw the Thunderbolt, he quickly extinguished the fire on his right fist and cast a Light Element Spell.
"Light Protection: Rampart!"
Several golden rays intertwined above Zhao Ji, forming a floating golden wall.
The Thunderbolt struck the glowing wall. However, it felt like its power was being absorbed. The destructive Spell was quickly nullified without causing much destruction.
The purple-black lightning arcs broke down rapidly on the Light Protection: Rampart, soon disappearing from the surface of the wall.
"Trying to defeat me in one blow? How much energy do you have left to fight against me?" Zhao Ji asked with a sinister grin.
Mo Fan was not bothered by Zhao Ji's provocation. He stood on the spot, like a lamp that was running out of fuel.
"It's time for you to pay the price," Zhao Ji's right fist was engulfed in flames once again.
The flames that were spreading in all directions quickly gathered on his wrist, a strong energy bursting out from it.
"Fiery Fist: Groundbreak!" Zhao Ji also had a Spirit-grade flame. The power of his Fiery Fist: Groundbreak was comparable to Li Yujie's.
The blazing red flames lit up the entire stage. Mo Fan was forced to use his Departing Nether Shield. He quickly backed off, trying to avoid the region with the strongest power.
The Departing Nether Shield had blocked most of the power, but the scorching flames managed to penetrate it, burning Mo Fan's favorite shirt into ashes, and revealing his scorched c.h.e.s.t.
The flames covered Mo Fan's figure. If it weren't for his fire resistance, his body would most likely be beyond recognition after the burning.
The Departing Nether Shield had blocked the tremendous force that could burn him into ashes, yet the lingering burning effect still applied.
Mo Fan was injured. He clenched his teeth in pain as he was burned. A few parts of his body were obviously scorched.
Zhao Ji wore a smile when he saw the damage he had inflicted on his opponent. His victory was just around the corner.
His Light Protection: Rampart had already disappeared. Basically, he only needed to throw his fist at Mo Fan to end the battle.
The scorching flames continued to burn on the stage. Mo Fan stood in the midst of the fire, holding his Departing Nether Shield. The light of the fire revealed a strange grin on his face.
Suddenly, a long spike thrust forward from the Departing Nether Shield!
It was the counterattack of the Departing Nether Shield, the Departing Nether Spike!
It penetrated the scorching flames and appeared in front of Zhao Ji within the blink of an eye.
The Departing Nether Spike was like a cold sword piercing through the night sky. It swept across the burning zone of fire. Zhao Ji had no idea it existed until the icy spike that could penetrate everything was already coming toward him.
"Rock Barrier!" Wei Rong reacted fairly quickly and cast an Earth Spell.
No one had seen him drawing the Stars. A Rock Barrier suddenly emerged in front of Zhao Ji.
The Departing Nether Spike penetrated the Rock Barrier. Its tip was inches away from Zhao Ji's face.
Zhao Ji broke out in cold sweat, his body froze in place. He stared at the Rock Barrier in front of him in disbelief, before glancing at the Departing Nether Spike that had almost taken his life.
"Zhao Ji, you're already dead if you're fighting against a demon beast. You've lost the fight," Wei Rong harrumphed coldly.
Zhao Ji totally lost his mind. He never thought Mo Fan, who had already used up all his energy would lunge back at him like a poisonous scorpion's last struggle. He had lost the important duel just because he had lowered his guard too early.
He raised his head, and saw the burns on Mo Fan's body. He gathered his remaining dignity after suffering the loss, and sneered, "Injuring you is more than enough!"
Chapter 427 - Scared of the Transfer Student
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The students of the Fire School were desperate. They never thought the strongest student among the challengers, Zhao Ji, would lose too.
Zhao Ji was too careless. It was already a win for him, yet he somehow lost the battle due to a counterattack.
That being said, the shield equipment was rather unique, to be able to counter-attack. No one could have predicted it!
Most importantly, the demon king was indeed injured by Zhao Ji's Fiery Fist, and was on the verge of losing the duel. Who knew that the shield equipment would cost him the victory!
"This Departing Nether Shield isn't very sturdy, but the counterattack isn't bad. At least it was worth my money," Mo Fan mumbled to himself as he put the Departing Nether Shield away.
He was going to burst into laughter, but the pain from the burns on his body stopped him from doing that. Luckily, his injuries were not too severe. Otherwise, he would be unable to focus enough to align the Stars, and lose the ability to fight.
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Zhao Ji walked down from the stage. He was still glaring at Mo Fan behind him viciously. He almost walked into a bulky man whose hair was dyed golden.
The man had a fair skin tone and a tall nose. His facial features were rather outstanding, similar to a Westerner, yet he still retained the looks of an Easterner, unlike Zhao Ji, whose face and skin were covered in strange black marks.
"So you're here, too...I was so close to winning some reputation for our Zhao Clan. However, I bet he's having a hard time from the flames. They are going to scorch his skin black if he doesn't treat them now!" Zhao Ji said to the man with golden hair.
The man was half a head taller than Zhao Ji. He was staring down at Zhao Ji coldly.
Suddenly, the golden-haired man raised his hand and slapped Zhao Ji hard across the face!
The slap was remarkably loud, immediately attracting the attention of the crowd, who was discussing how they could possibly beat the demon king.
"Who's that guy?"
"Yeah, he dared to hit the hundred and one-ranked Zhao Ji!"
"What's going on? What just happened? I didn't see it. Did you say Zhao Ji was hit?"
The crowd burst into an uproar. They clearly saw Zhao Ji taking a few steps backward after being hit. A tooth covered in blood had dropped to the ground, too.
How hard did that man slap him?!
Blood started leaking from Zhao Ji's mouth. His gaze was filled with anger, yet he did not dare to show it on his face, which was full of disbelief.
"It's only a duel that I've lost..." Zhao Ji protested, withholding his anger.
Those who were familiar with Zhao Ji found it unbelievable. Zhao Ji was the vengeful sort, so it made no sense that he did not fight back after being slapped in the face in front of the crowd. Didn't he fell ashamed?
"Piss off from my sight, before I turn you into a cripple..." the golden-haired man glared at Zhao Ji.
Zhao Ji's status was clearly a lot lower than that person. Despite being humiliated, he did not dare to say a word more. He glanced at the tooth in front of his foot before leaving furiously.
"Fellow student, it's unwise to use violence in the school," Bai Mei said to the golden-haired man in an advising tone.
"Sir, I was attending a family matter. I'm sorry for the inconvenience caused," the golden-haired man smiled, a completely different appearance from his previous icy look.
Wei Rong was aware of it, too. He was not happy when his student was struck, but when he saw Zhao Ji not daring to fight back, he immediately speculated that this golden-haired man had a formidable background, and decided not to intervene in their business.
Most people were clueless about what had just happened. Meanwhile, on the stage, Mo Fan whose upper body was completely exposed, uttered a laugh...
"It's been half a year, yet your temper is still the same?" Mo Fan seemed to be extremely close with the golden-haired man. He greeted him from the stage.
"You are the same, too. If I hadn't come to check out the huge challenges out of boredom, I wouldn't even know you'd come back to school," the golden-haired man responded with a laugh too, like old friends meeting one another.
"It was just a challenge," said Mo Fan.
"I don't care. All I care is that whoever hurts I, Zhao Manyan's friend, I will show no mercy, regardless of who they are. Besides, he's just a dog raised by my clan," declared Zhao Manyan.
"Nice hair."
"I thought the next time I saw you, you would be lying inside a coffin... Impressive, you're participating in school activities so energetically," Zhao Manyan grinned with gleaming eyes.
The last time he saw Mo Fan, he had long hair reaching the ground, and body was shrouded by a demonic aura because of the experiment that Lu Nian and his crew were obsessed with.
He thought he would never see this guy again, after he turned into a demon to save their lives. To his surprise, Mo Fan was currently standing alive in front of him. Just like how he had taken all the resources from the new students back in the day, he was now challenging more than two hundred students from the Fire School in a row...
After confirming that Mo Fan was still alive, the burden in his heart was lifted.
As for that sc.u.m Zhao Ji who had injured his best brother, there was time to deal with him later.
Mo Fan had saved his life, so he was considered Zhao Clan's benefactor. The Zhao Clan had given Zhao Ji his cultivation and his Soul Seeds, so slapping a tooth out from his mouth was barely even a punishment!
Zhao Manyan did not want to disturb Mo Fan's fun task of challenging the entire Fire School. He quickly found a spot and sat down with a girl who was wearing revealing clothing...
Mo Fan was speechless when he saw that Zhao Manyan had another new girlfriend.
"Next, ranked four hundred and sixty-seventh..." Wei Rong read out the challenger's name.
However, after Zhao Ji's defeat, the challengers no longer posed any threat to Mo Fan. Those ranked after four hundred were easily defeated.
The number of challengers had exceeded two hundred, and the duels had lasted until late in the night. Normally, the students would be resting or meditating in their rooms, but the place was still fully crowded.
None of the challengers seemed to pose any threat to Mo Fan, even though he no longer had the energy to cast Intermediate Spells. They still could not handle his Basic Spells, despite his injuries.
However, the crowd discovered something that gave them hope. At long last, Mo Fan seemed to be extremely worn out.
As a matter of fact, Mo Fan had almost lost his ability to fight after the battle against Zhao Ji. He only managed to win because of the Departing Nether Spike's counterattack.
"We've finally depleted his energy. All we need is someone ranked in the top two hundred!"
"Not even, as long as they aren't those idiots ranked after six hundred, we can basically finish him off!"
"I don't understand why you are so excited. He defeated more than two hundred people from your school!" said a student from a different Element.
"Anything is better than getting wiped out completely. Otherwise, the Fire School would surely become a laughing stock."
Everyone was intimidated by Mo Fan's capabilities. They were starting to feel scared of the transfer student.
Most importantly, if this guy actually survived all the challenges, their Fire School would never be able to raise their heads in front of the other Elements!
Chapter 428 - Incompliant
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
"Last challenger, ranked one hundred and seventy-third, Zhou Tong!" shouted Wei Rong after gathering his resolve.
Without anyone noticing, there was only a single challenger remaining. Even Wei Rong was slightly terrified of this transfer student now. Although the challengers took turns fighting him instead of battling against him at the same time, the number of people who he had defeated was enough to stack up into a wall.
When the students of the Fire School learned that the last challenger was ranked higher than two hundred, it felt like a glimpse of hope to them.
Even if Mo Fan managed to cast a Spell in the end, there was no way he would win the battle against an expert ranked in the top two hundred. It turned out that the heavens were still treating them fairly!
"This Zhou Tong is in luck, I should have put my name down too. Maybe I'd would have been the last challenger instead."
"There's nothing to be happy about. The transfer student had defeated more than two hundred students from our Fire School. I wouldn't dare to say I'm from the Fire School anymore."
"It's still better than all of us getting wiped out!"
"True, that!"
The one hundred and seventy-third ranked Zhou Tong was everyone's last hope.
Zhou Tong was a shorty, with an underbite. His appearance was fairly atrocious, yet his tiny eyes had a slightly arrogant look to them
He glanced at Mo Fan and chuckled like a rat before he said to Mo Fan, "I thought I was going to miss the chance to achieve the one hundredth rank since I registered way too late. What a surprise, you managed to last until now."
Zhou Tong seemed to be talking with Mo Fan in an indifferent manner. The truth was, his deceitful eyes were occasionally looking at someone else.
