Zheng Jiahui looked at Mo Fan in disbelief. In his opinion, a superior Nebula magic weapon requires a lot of energy and strength to obtain. It is very, very precious. He never thought that anyone would do it. Lending such a treasure to himself for training, his small eyes stared at Mo Fan closely, and finally shook his head and said: "Stop joking with me, I have to rush to the training ground to practice."
"How come you don't have any mentality at all? You are already the last in the entire Fire Academy. You are so diligent in what you do. You are insulting the title of scumbag." Mo Fan said.
"If I don't practice hard, I won't have a chance to defeat the people ahead of me." Zheng Jiahui said seriously.
"Let me tell you that the problem for people like you is not cultivation at all. What you lack is resources. Everyone is selected from the freshmen of Pearl Academy. They are all mid-level mages. If we really talk about strength, they rank first After a thousand students, they should all be in the same category, and there is no way to say who is better than the other. I think you are probably at the bottom because you tremble when faced with a challenge and even forget how to describe the star path."
"How do you know?" Zheng Jiahui asked.
Mo Fan didn't stop talking nonsense with this Zheng Jiahui, and directly took out the Nebula Magic Artifact obtained by the 100th student and stuffed it into Zheng Jiahui's hand.
Zheng Jiahui looked at the Nebula Magic Weapon and was stunned for a long time. He couldn't understand that someone would actually give the Nebula Magic Weapon to others to use.
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Time passed quickly, the challenge week had arrived, and the people in the Fire Academy were already gearing up, ready to give a harsh lesson to the guy who dared to call everyone a waste.
On this day, everyone from the Tianhuo Academy gathered in the university hall again. People's eyes would always look towards Mo Fan intentionally or unintentionally. In fact, everyone was very surprised that this kid had the courage to come. Wasn't he afraid of being beaten to death by everyone?
Mo Fan still sat in the back seat of Huang Xingli and Ding Yumian this time. It was a pity that Mo Fan still didn't see the face of the fire goddess.
Huang Xingli turned around and looked at Mo Fan in surprise and said, "You are really impatient. Today is the first day of challenge week. Anyone ranked lower than you can challenge you, and you must Accept the challenge, otherwise your resources will be given away, and how many people are jealous of the resources you have now. Is there something wrong with your brain?"
"We've only met for the second time, so there's no need to care about me so much." Mo Fan teased with a smile.
"I'm sick!" Huang Xingli turned her head.
Wei Rong was still standing on the podium of the school. His eyes quickly found Mo Fan among the crowd. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He wanted to see how crazy this little boy was today.
"I already have a list of challenges here. The following challenges will be considered valid as long as they are in our regular competition venue. I believe everyone is clear about the rules. I won't go into more details. Let's get started. "Wei Rong said.
Every month, some people at the top of the rankings will accumulate grievances. Whenever these people compete, they will attract a lot of attention. For those from aristocratic families, to build their reputation in this school, they must rely on Constant challenge.
It is a pity that those who had deliberately tried to gain a higher ranking and more reputation through challenges last month had their plans come to nothing this time, and their limelight was completely stolen by Mo Fan, the number one murderer in the school.
The competition venue where Mo Fan was located was already overcrowded. In order to allow everyone in the department to witness his amazing strength, a competition venue that could accommodate a thousand people was specially chosen.
Not to mention, the examination room with a thousand people was almost full, with people from the Fire Academy occupying most of it, and many people from other departments also came here.
Wei Rong stood at the referee's seat. Today he came specifically to see how this arrogant kid was beaten to pieces by the trash he taught. Trampling on the self-righteous pride of the students was what Wei Rong did the most in this academy. matter.
"Today's challenge will be hosted by me." Wei Rong took out the challenge list, glanced at the densely packed names of challengers, and continued: "The person being challenged, Mo Fan, is ranked 100th. How many people are you challenging today? There are 231 people. Xiao, please come up and apologize to me now, write a self-criticism, and then bow your head to all the students in the department one by one to admit your mistake and apologize. I will let you go just because you transferred from the department."
"No need." Mo Fan said calmly.
"Okay, the first challenger is Zhang Youhe, ranked 736th." Wei Rong knew that Mo Fan would not agree to this condition.
As soon as he finished speaking, a boy with a slightly crooked nose stood up from the preparation table. He had a bright smile on his face and looked around from time to time, as if he was telling everyone that he was the luckiest one.
The entire competition stage is close to the size of a football field, and it is also covered with green grass.
"Do you know how many people are jealous of you? You got the resources that we couldn't get even if we fought hard, but you got it just by talking nonsense. It's a pity that the resources allocated every month and the plunder system take these things that don't belong to you. If you hand over the things obediently, you may be able to save some medical expenses." Zhang Youhe said.
Wei Rong looked at the two people already standing on the stage and said: "Mo Fan, Zhang Youhe, who is ranked 736th, must be one of the most useless people in your mouth. If you can't even win against him, you Either do what I just said, or get out of the Fire Courtyard yourself. I can admit that there may be some trash in my Fire Courtyard, but I cannot tolerate students who are incompetent and shameless, such as you."
Mo Fan turned his head and glanced at Wei Rong, who was speaking aggressively. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Teacher Wei, are you saying these things too early?"
Wei Rong just smiled coldly and said nothing more.
Mo Fan's eyes returned to his opponent Zhang Youhe.
He is ranked 736, so it shouldn't be too difficult to deal with him.
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"Wei Rong, why do you have to be angry with a student? You placed him in the 100th place and made it known to the whole school. So many people challenged him on the same day. Even if his strength is really in the top 100, You may not be able to withstand this continuous consumption, right?" said the teacher Bai Mei in charge of the materials class in the Fire Academy.
"Bai Mei, you are just too soft-hearted towards students. Anyone who can enter Mingzhu Academy is not arrogant. Dean Xiao personally handled the transfer procedures for him. How high his background is... This kind of student antagonism In the past, he was praised by all the stars and had abundant resources, so he felt that he was invincible in the world. If he could not give him a good fall here, he would probably die at the hands of the devil because of this kind of mentality." Wei Rongyi Everything is for the good of the students, he said.
In fact, Wei Rong also lost his temper this time. He wanted to sharpen the student's character, but it was better to vent his anger! !
How dare you openly insult the Fire Academy and your own teaching level in your own university hall... I'm so impatient! !
