Chapter 129 Feng Pan, Feng Pan, and Feng Pan!
Mo Fan was shocked by what Bao said, and Lingling also took out the Hunter Master Certificate at the right time, further increasing the shock.
When Mo Fan came to his senses, a figure pushed the door open and walked in.
Bai Mo stepped into the big fighting hall in Fengyuan of the main campus, which was already crowded.
It’s the first day of the challenge week, and everyone’s attention is focused here, wanting to see who is the one who challenges everyone on the Wind Ranking at once.
However, when Bai Mo finally stood on the big arena, some freshmen showed no surprise on their faces, while more people showed surprise on their faces.
"He's the challenger? He's not bad looking."
"It's just a silver wax spear head. It doesn't look very powerful. I guess he is just another ignorant fool who is trying to show off."
"I know him. He's quite famous in the Qing campus."
"What's the point of being famous? He was a famous figure in Qing Campus."
"Why is there a gust of wind on his shoulders?"
Bai Mo looked at Bei Feng, the director of the Wind Department who was hosting this challenge competition. He gave a polite smile.
"Teacher, we can start now."
"Okay, the thousandth place is Tangshan!" Beifeng was very straightforward. He knew Bai Mo. He glanced at his colleagues who were also watching the fun around him, and called out the name of the last person on the Feng List.
Tangshan is a boy with an ordinary face. He spoke in the tone of an old senior from the start.
"Boy, arrogance requires strength. I've seen many people like you. Remember my name and go down and practice for a few years!"
As he spoke, wisps of wind began to gather around him, and blue star trails connected in an orderly manner.
This person's behavior was a little strange, Bai Mo ignored him, raised his hand to cover his mouth and yawned.
When he put down his hand, the whole person had disappeared from the spot, leaving behind a faint white wind flowing there. When he reappeared, he was already next to Tangshan.
Bai Mo held a pale white dagger that was neither long nor short and gently pressed it against Tang Shan's neck. The dagger was made entirely of wind, and the dangerous and deadly aura tore through the air.
One more point would cut off Tangshan's neck.
"Bai Mo wins!"
It was not until Bei Feng announced Bai Mo's victory that Tang Shan gradually came to his senses. His face turned pale, and he looked at Bai Mo with fear in his eyes, then walked off the stage in silence.
At this time, the audience was also excited.
"Oh my god, so fast, did you see it clearly?"
"No, this is too cool!"
"It looks like he's taking the assassin route."
"Am I the only one who noticed that his wind is not ordinary wind?"
Ai Tutu sat in the front row, she and Mu Nujiao sat together. Because they arrived early, they grabbed a good seat.
"Wow, Sister Mu, Bai Mo is so powerful. We are also wind-type, so we should be able to do the same!"
"Our star track drawing speed is not as fast as his, and our movements are not as concealed as his. This requires a very high level of control over the wind." Mu Nujiao analyzed seriously.
"Next, Dong Fan!"
The head of the Feng Department was a relatively gentle teacher. He did not blame his students for being defeated by the outsider Bai Mo. Instead, he looked at Bai Mo with admiration.
Even though that was just a simple move of controlling the wind track to move to Tangshan, you should know that setting up the wind track also requires gathering wind elements.
It was obvious that Bai Mo gathered the wind elements in an instant and connected them into wind tracks, which even Tang Shan, who was also a wind element, did not notice.
Dong Fan lost very quickly, in the same way as Tangshan.
He was already paying close attention to feeling the flow of the wind around him, the gathering of wind elements, and even used the wind track to get himself moving as soon as possible.
However, his wind speed was not as fast as Bai Mo's, and he was forced to stop after taking the first step, because a wind-breathing dagger was pressed against his neck.
"No. 998, Li Hua!"
"No. 886, Xu Kun!"
"No. 666, Xia Yuhe"
"500th"
Yu Feng walked onto the fighting field. As the 500th ranked player, he was very confident in his own strength. The rankings before and after the 500th ranked player could be considered the watershed of the Feng Ranking.
"Bai Mo, I admit that you have some strength, but your road only ends here! Those rubbish that are not even at the intermediate level three cannot be compared with mages like us who have profound cultivation at the intermediate level three."
"Let's start." Bai Mo said to the teacher, ignoring Yu Feng's meaning.
The fight begins.
Bai Mo immediately turned into a breeze, and Ling Yu also stepped into the wind track in the next moment. Bai Mo was not surprised at all, staring at Ling Yu with sharp eyes, and took a step to catch up with Ling Yu.
"Do you think I can't see you clearly like those idiots?" Ling Yu sneered, and a fiery red color rose from his hand.
A fireball flew towards Bai Mo who was beside him.
boom!
The flames burst out and the flames danced in a large area.
However, everyone only saw a faint white airflow surrounding Bai Mo, like a circle of wind silk. The flames that flew over were all sucked into it and annihilated in less than a second.
Yu Feng only felt that the wind on Bai Mo's body became more fierce, and then his eyes blurred. When he saw clearly again, Bai Mo's wind blade was already against his throat.
"This..." He stammered, but in the end said nothing and walked away.
"Is there no one who can force him to use a mid-level magic?" someone said hatefully.
“His wind-related skills are not low. He was just playing around before, but is only now getting a little serious.” Xiao Jiu, who ranks fifth on the Wind Ranking, said seriously.
"After the 300th place, those who don't have spirit seeds and don't have a good grasp of magic won't cause any trouble to him."
"Three hundred, Yang Qing!"
The afternoon sun was shining brightly, but the atmosphere in Fengyuan was not very lively. Before he knew it, it was already the 300th time. Looking at the petite girl who floated onto the stage in a flash, Bai Mo blinked his eyes, feeling a little tired of standing.
However, finally someone with the demeanor of a master came.
"Bai Mo, right? Let me teach you a lesson." Yang Qing didn't waste any words and started the battle directly.
Faced with Bai Mo's approaching figure, Yang Qing did not step into the wind track like the others before him to avoid Bai Mo's assassination.
She could keep up with Bai Mo's speed, and saw a hand with an arm guard blocking Bai Mo's wind blade.
Then her pupils suddenly turned purple, and a string of lightning snakes shot out directly from her arms, smelling the enemy's scent.
It swam towards Bai Mo quickly.
Bai Mo's figure flashed and then he retreated.
The thunder seal hit the air.
"Your assassin skills are too bad." A voice appeared in the ear, and Yang Qing's figure appeared behind Bai Mo, with restless thunder in her hand.
"I don't like being an assassin." Bai Mo smiled softly, leaving behind a swirling cloud to be struck by the thunder. He then appeared beside Yang Qing and handed the wind blade over again.
However, Yang Qing seemed to be a mage who specialized in practicing assassination skills. Her reactions were very quick, and although the speed of her wind track drawing was not as fast as Bai Mo's, it was also very fast.
Bai Mo's wind blade had just been raised when her figure had already merged into the wind track and suddenly disappeared.
"Interesting." Bai Mo muttered softly as he watched the azure blue wind dissipating in front of him.
He recognized this spiritual wind, it was the green wind, which was also a good type of wind that could greatly increase the speed of the user's wind.
"Don't get distracted when fighting with a beauty." Yang Qing's figure appeared behind Bai Mo at some point, and his palm, still with a ball of purple electric light, hit Bai Mo.
With the current origin spirit wind alone, Bai Mo really couldn't catch up with her. Therefore, Bai Mo was not going to play the assassin game anymore.
He let the breeze carry him away from the spot, without giving Yang Qing a chance to leave. Wisps of pale white air swirled around the spot.
“Hoo hoo hoo hoo~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!”
The wind blew up very quickly, and the wind track that Yang Qing had laid in advance was shattered by the sudden rotation of the wind. Without a breath, the breeze that was originally just rotating around Yang Qing instantly turned into a raging gale.
The high-speed rotating wind wall was like a sealed hard iron barrel, trapping Yang Qing inside. A tornado covering 20 meters was winding up into the sky, and the pulling force of the airflow lifted everyone's hair. The huge wind drove the roar throughout the arena.
Yang Qing stood calmly in the shrinking wind wall. Under her feet, the blue star tracks continued to connect, and a whirlwind entangled her.
As the magic energy was output, the whirlwind grew bigger and bigger. When the star map was completely formed, a tornado that was smaller than Bai Mo's was forcibly condensed by her.
The wind wall of the tornado expanded and slammed heavily into the shrinking tornado outside.
"Can it be like this?" Bai Mo was a little surprised when he saw the tornado that was dissipating due to the sudden collision of air currents.
"But our wind is different." Shaking his head, Bai Mo mobilized more wind into his own tornado, and saved the tornado that was about to collapse due to the impact just now.
"What a strong ability to control wind attribute!" Teacher Beifeng's eyes narrowed. This scene looked simple, but even among the top ten on the Wind Ranking, not many people could do it.
The wind wall continued to shrink and would soon pull Yang Qing into it. At the last moment, the guardian teacher was about to take action, but Bai Mo waved his hand and directly dissipated the wind disk.
Yang Qing glanced at Bai Mo and nodded slightly, "You win."
The next one is 299, this is also a student with spiritual wind, his star track drawing speed is faster than Yang Qing. But Bai Mo is no longer willing to use the assassin mage's tricks, and the air in the room that just calmed down is mobilized by him again.
The whistling wind roared again, and under the guidance of Bai Mo, the wind elves surged around and directly blew the classmate out of the wind track.
This time, the raging wind covered a distance of a hundred meters, and all the surrounding wind elements were mobilized by Bai Mo, leaving nothing for that classmate.
So the student could only watch the wind disk surround him and finally gave in.
In the following battle, Bai Mo raised his hand and created a wind disk, as if his magic energy would never run out, and no one's intermediate-level magic could be faster than his.
Even if they used the wind track to escape the coverage of a wind disk, they found that they would soon be trapped in the next wind disk.
Bai Mo, who is blessed by the wind spirit, has a wind disk that is a hundred meters long. The wind elements in the air are like his people. With just one order, it is difficult for them to be mobilized by his classmates who have equally high levels of wind cultivation.
Wind disk! Wind disk! Still wind disk!
All they could see was the raging blue-white hurricane, and all they could hear was the roaring wind.
From 299 to 199, from 199 to 99, no one could stop Bai Mo's wind. Even the wind mage who was good at assassin's way, no one could touch the corner of Bai Mo's clothes.
If one wind disk is not enough, get another one.
As long as you can't keep up with Bai Mo's magic drawing speed, it will be difficult to draw intermediate magic again to fight against him under Bai Mo's pursuit.
"Will his magic power not run out?"
"What on earth is going on?"
Questions kept coming from the students in the audience. At first, they would count how many wind disks Bai Mo released, but later they were too lazy to count.
"Strange, the earth energy in this area seems to be a little weak." A student who was on the earth element list suddenly wondered secretly.
A teacher from the Earth Department in the stands was looking at Bai Mo, seemingly thinking about something.
"Next one, number 60, Lin Yue."
A boy who looked ordinary and had an ordinary temperament walked up slowly, looked at Bai Mo and said:
"Bai Mo, stop it, you can't control what's coming next."
"If you have nothing else to say, can we start?" Bai Mo asked.
"All right."
As soon as the teacher finished speaking, Lin Yue's figure disappeared from the spot, and a dark red fireball appeared silently beside Bai Mo, suddenly exploded, and swept across.
But his figure did not emerge, still floating in the air, as if he would appear in any place in the arena at any time.
Bai Mo could see clearly, but could not lock onto him. This was a true mage who was proficient in the art of assassination.
The wind was whistling, and the swirling air currents blew away the dark red flames that were beating towards Bai Mo. The bluish-white wind pattern summoned a hundred-meter-long tornado.
But just before the violent airflow was about to form an iron barrel, Lin Yue's figure moved a hundred meters away and narrowly avoided the coverage of the wind disk.
Bai Mo was not in a panic, as a star map formed directly under his feet.
"I'm not one of those guys who are bad at drawing magic." The wind brought Lin Yue's ordinary and plain voice. Bai Mo only saw a wind system that was completely different from his own wind beginning to surround him and quickly formed a tornado.
But when the tornado rose, high-speed winds also spread around Bai Mo, summoning out an equally fierce wind dragon that soared into the sky.
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The two wind dragons collided fiercely. After the violent shaking and roaring, the airflow was like a wanton flood, rolling in all directions. The wind and waves hit the protective shield, causing the solid protective shield to tremble.
Flames blazed, firelight shone, and Lin Yue's fist slammed hard on the open space in front of him.
"Dark Flame - Fiery Fist - Earth Blaster!"
The magnificent sound of magic guided the hot energy that poured into the ground, burning the surface red and surging to Bai Mo's feet.
The surging flowers of fire broke through the ground and transformed into evil spirits to devour the people on the ground.
His soul moved slightly, and a pair of dark silver boots appeared on Bai Mo's feet. As he jumped high, bits of dust flew up.
The dust emits bright yellow starlight, outlining a solid and heavy star map.
"Wanren!"
The star map shone brightly, and as flames surged on the ground, bright yellow rocks condensed and appeared from the star map bit by bit.
"Rock barrier!"
The rock seemed to be solidifying slowly, but its speed was comparable to that of the surging flames. The ancient and calm aura rolled over, catching Bai Mo's falling figure, and finally changed into its original appearance.
"Phosphorus stone!"
I saw a huge and heavy stone platform condensed under Bai Mo's feet. The bright yellow stone platform covered a full thirty meters. The earth fire gushing out from the ground rushed up with all its might, but was completely blocked by the solid stone surface.
(End of this chapter)
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