1661 You Are No Match For Him (1/2)

Edited by Aelryinth

Zu Xiangtian headed to the village alone. His Wind Wings only had two wings, but they were spinning rapidly, like the propellers of a helicopter. They produced strong winds as he swept towards the village.

The village mostly consisted of wooden huts with straw roofs. Even the stalls with delicate gifts in the middle of the village were buffeted by the strong winds!

”Damn it, why is there a typhoon in this season!?” a vendor selling sandals cursed.

”That's no typhoon. Didn't you see a Mage flying in the sky? Assh***, stop putting up a show. We are doing business here. Go away!” a tanned woman selling beach dresses pointed at Zu Xiangtian and scolded him.

The tourists cursed out after they realized a Mage was responsible for the strong gusts. Many of them were throwing stuff into the air.

”Imbeciles,” Zu Xiangtian harrumphed coldly. He simply ignored the crowd.

He looked around, searching for Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue.

Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue were not hiding. They were at the beach in front of the resort.

The strong winds completely ruined the atmosphere, stirring up the sand into the air.

Mu Bai was treating Norman's wounds in their room. He initially planned to bring Norman to the Parthenon Temple overnight, but he was afraid that the man might die from the slightest bump along the journey.

Kris had already notified the Parthenon Temple. A Muse would be here before daylight to treat his injuries. Mo Fan and the others had no choice but to look after him for the time being.

They were now convinced that Norman must have caused Su Lu some trouble and ruined his plan to capture the dragon. It was definitely good news for Mo Fan and the others.

The Heavens would eventually serve justice upon those contemptible people. Norman did what Mo Fan had wanted to do. Unfortunately, they would not stand a chance against Su Lu and the powerful Mages on the mountain. However, they would not have any trouble preventing Norman from falling into the hands of Su Lu's men!

”Humph, you're too naive if you think I don't know what you're up to… where are you hiding Norman? You won't know how you died in the end if you dare oppose us!” Zu Xiangtian had found Mo Fan at the beach, and looked down at him arrogantly!

”I've just beaten a bunch of lackeys, did their master finally show up?” Mo Fan faced Zu Xiangtian fearlessly.

Mo Fan would let Chairman Shao Zheng deal with someone like Su Lu. He might not be bold enough to provoke Su Lu, knowing he was simply asking for death, but who did this Zu Xiangtian think he was?

”Mo Fan, do you know what the renowned clans see you as? You are like a wild dog with rabies, biting every person you stumble into! You are unruly, but we tolerated you many times. After all, you have made quite a name for yourself, but it doesn't mean we can't get rid of you! You have offended many renowned families and clans in our country, and even the Mu Clan sees you as a thorn in their side!

”The Lu Clan is going to make you pay for the two lives they lost. Do you really think the Lu Clan doesn't dare to fight back as you trample them? As for our Zu Clan, we simply treat it as if we were bitten by a wild dog. If any of us were serious about taking you out, do you think you would still be alive now?” Zu Xiangtian was quite familiar with Mo Fan's situation.

”I thought your speech would be special enough to send chills down my spine, but it's the same meaningless words over and over again,” Mo Fan answered blandly, while digging in his ear with his little finger.

He was really curious; were these disciples of renowned clans all cast from the same mold? Why did they have to act so self-righteous and despise him whenever they stumbled into him? Their speeches normally focused on the fact that he was just common-born, and how dare he oppose the nobles. Why were they not embarrassed by the fact he had beaten almost every person they had sent after him instead?

If everyone in the renowned clans was the same, well, he would seriously find fighting the Black Vatican to be more interesting. The Black Vatican's beliefs still sounded a little reasonable and logical at times, but the beliefs of these renowned clans were all about lowering the average intelligence level of ordinary people!

”I'm just telling the truth, yet someone is still being so full of himself. I was a batch earlier than you, so I didn't really want to fight you, or people would say that I'm bullying you. But since you still don't know your place, I think it's necessary to show you what a real expert is… Don't worry, I won't kill you, I just want to show you that your title as the strongest participant in the World College Tournament, the strongest young Mage in our country, and your Double Innate Elements are nothing, but a joke to me!” Zu Xiangtian exclaimed.

A person's strength would decide everything. Zu Xiangtian knew Mo Fan was a wild dog who had no desire for power and influence. Playing up his influence at the international level to Mo Fan was like discussing magic to those imbeciles in the village: utterly pointless!

Therefore, Zu Xiangtian was planning to communicate with Mo Fan in the language he understood.

Didn't Mo Fan think he was the strongest Mage in the younger generations?