415 The Challenge from the Weakes (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ            Edited by Aelryinth

”The challenge begins now!” Wei Rong declared without listening to Bai Mei's advice.

The crowd immediately cheered. They enjoyed watching bustling scenes. Besides, Mo Fan had infuriated half of them. They wished they could take Zhang Youhe's place so they could beat all Mo Fan's teeth out.

Zhang Youhe's smile became brighter. He began to draw the Stars while mocking Mo Fan's stupidity with a carefree tone. The Stars swiftly formed a Star Pattern.

Unfortunately, the smile on his face froze when he was halfway finished with casting the Spell.

”How fast… how could this guy's casting speed be so fast!” Zhang Youhe was stunned. His eyes were fixed on the flames engulfing Mo Fan.

Hot flames burned around Mo Fan, turning him into a fiery demon. The scorching heat spread to the surroundings with him as the center, sweeping at everyone's face.

”Trash always talks too much,” said Mo Fan disdainfully.

The flames burned fiercely around his wrist. Wild flickers emitting blinding glows would appear at times.

As he threw a punch, fire jetted out of Mo Fan's fist like a tiny volcano. The rolling flames turned into the shape of a fan as they journeyed through the air, landing on Zhang Youhe.

Zhang Youhe was dumbfounded. He had only finished half of the Star Pattern!

He desperately activated his defensive equipment. Unfortunately, his equipment was not enough to resist the blast. His whole person was engulfed in flames, as the blast knocked him flying...

Zhang Youhe's figure flew in an arc and slammed into the ground outside of the boundary. Scorch marks could be seen across his body.

Zhang Youhe's Fire was only ordinary flames. It did not grant him any resistance to the Fire Element. When he was caught on fire, it immediately burned through a layer of skin...

”Such a trashy student, how could he possibly be ranked seven hundred and thirty-sixth?” Mo Fan raised his fist and blew it like a cowboy, extinguishing the remaining ripples of fire.

Mo Fan was directing his words toward Wei Rong. Since the gorilla teacher was picking on him, Mo Fan had no intention to back off.

Wei Rong's lips contorted. Perhaps his lungs were expanding?

”The kid is quite impressive,” Bai Mei said with a smile.

”Humph, that's all he got. There are many people who can send Zhang Youhe flying with a Fiery Fist in the Fire School,” said Wei Rong.

Wei Rong never expected a single challenger alone was enough to deal with Mo Fan. A person who did not have many capabilities up their sleeves would not be so boastful!

”I'll go ahead and heal him. It looks like it's going to be a long day for me,” said Bai Mei as he walked toward the boundary of the dueling ground.

”You're overestimating him!”

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The next challenger went up. Mo Fan had long prepared for it.

The second challenger was a female student ranked six hundred and forty-fifth. Her strength was not significantly greater than Zhang Youhe, but she was fairly cautious. She knew Mo Fan's casting speed was outstanding, thus she took a defensive approach right at the start.

”Fire, and Water Elements, girl, aren't you being a little bit too contradicting?” Mo Fan ignited a puff of Fire Burst in his hand and adeptly aligned the Stars.

”Why do you care?” The girl was unyielding. Water-like ribbons flowed around her.