Chapter 127 Why aren’t you laughing? Are you born not to like laughing?
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The next morning.
Wang Feng carefully prepared a nutritious breakfast for Mu Nujiao and Mu Ningxue.
The two women leaned against Wang Feng and let him feed them the tender and delicious Old Beijing chicken rolls.
…
Two hours later, there was a crisp knock on the door.
Saga was standing outside the door in a purple dress.
"Are you all ready?"
Her amethyst eyes swept over the national team members who were ready to go.
(PS: After taking a quick look at the original novel, Saga seems to be described as a blonde Persian cat with blue eyes, but the comics have purple hair, purple eyes, and purple earrings. I will stick with the comics image for this article.)
After receiving a positive answer, Shaka led everyone through the campus in the morning light and came to a magnificent circular building.
This is Arena No. 4, made entirely of precious sunken rock. It is said that ordinary high-level magic cannot leave any trace on it.
In the center of the fighting arena, twelve students in uniform were already ready for battle.
They all have extraordinary demeanor and their eyes sparkle with confidence.
In the audience, several elders who looked like mentors were whispering to each other, casting contemptuous glances from time to time.
"Is this the Huaxia National Government team? It looks nothing special." A male instructor with a mustache sneered.
The female instructor wearing gold-rimmed glasses next to her chimed in, "A Chinese university isn't even in the top ten in the world, and yet they dare to challenge us? Such ignorance is truly fearless."
These words were clearly heard by Wang Feng and Nan Jue.
A hint of coldness appeared at the corner of Wang Feng's mouth.
Look down on them?
very good!
Saga pointed at the students of Ohos Holy Academy in the center of the arena and said:
"These are your opponents today." Her purple eyes flickered. "They are all elites of the academy. Even the weakest has been at the advanced level for two years."
"The rules of the sparring are as follows: You can choose 1v1, 5v5, or 6v6 substitute systems. The use of any magic tools or weapons is prohibited. Just a few points."
Wang Feng nodded slightly, and when he turned to face his teammates, his eyes were sharp as a knife: "Choose your own opponents."
The corners of his mouth curled up dangerously, "If you lose, then be prepared to practice more!"
Hearing this, everyone shuddered.
"Captain, captain, do I have to fight too?" Nan Rongni raised his hand timidly.
She is a healing mage, and although her minor is in botany, it would be a bit presumptuous for her to want to compete with the elites of the Holy Academy of Ohos with just a botany skill.
Wang Feng's gaze lingered on her for a moment: "I don't ask for your victory, but you must not lose!"
This sentence made Nan Rongni tremble all over, but it also ignited a burning desire to fight in the eyes of other team members.
"Who will go first?" Saga's purple eyes moved.
"I'll take the lead!" Mo Fan took a step forward, his eyes flashing with eagerness.
Saga nodded slightly: "Please choose your opponent."
Mo Fan glanced at the twelve students, finally pointing at the largest one among them. "He's the one."
As soon as he finished speaking, the people from Ohos Holy Academy burst into laughter.
"This guy actually chose Spike!" A student covered his mouth and laughed.
"Even though Spike isn't number one here, he's definitely in the top three!" another person added.
"With the strength of the three high-level systems, wouldn't it be easy to deal with players from small states like these who just came to Venice to make up the numbers?"
"I bet the fight will end in five minutes!"
"Five minutes? You're giving them too much credit! Three minutes!"
"One minute is enough!"
“…”
Mo Fan's face grew darker as he listened to these harsh comments.
"Enough!" Saga's purple eyes flashed: "Spike stay, the rest of you leave the arena!"
The students of Ohos Holy Academy suddenly fell silent and quickly retreated to the sidelines.
Zhao Manyan raised an eyebrow at this and asked, "Is this purple-haired girl so prestigious in the academy?"
Wang Feng crossed his arms and said calmly, "She's a popular candidate for the next Student Union President. After the current president graduates, this position will belong to her."
"Student Union President?" Zhao Manyan's eyes lit up, as if he suddenly remembered something.
His brother's fiancée also seems to be studying here.
Then he showed a lewd smile.
…
In the arena, the referee, the Super-Class Instructor, waved his arm and said, "Let the competition begin!"
Spike took the lead, sketching out the constellations at an astonishing speed.
In just three breaths, a brilliant summoning constellation took shape.
The moment the dimensional door opened, eight pitch-black one-horned tiger lizards roared out, each of them exuding the fierce aura of a great war general.
"roar--"
The leading tiger lizard leaped forward, and its sharp claws carved deep grooves in the ground.
Mo Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and those mocking words rang in his ears again.
The corners of his mouth suddenly raised into an arrogant arc!
"Xiao Yan Ji! Come and help daddy beat someone up!"
In an instant, the entire arena seemed to fall into a furnace, and the air was distorted in the high temperature.
A delicate little girl jumped out from Mo Fan's chest. When she saw eight ferocious unicorn tiger lizards rushing towards her, she wrinkled her nose in disgust.
"Ring~"
Little Yan Ji snorted softly and transformed into a stream of fire that sank into Mo Fan's body.
"Meteoric Fist: Nine Dragons!"
Mo Fan's body was instantly engulfed in a sky-burning fire, and his right fist, packed with destructive energy, smashed down.
Wherever the fist wind passed, the eight-headed war general-level tiger lizards were blown to pieces before they could even let out a wail.
A charred pit with a diameter of three meters was blasted out on the sunken rock ground, with lava-like flames flowing around the edge.
"Holy Spirit of Fire Element!" In the audience, an old mentor who studied elemental creatures stood up suddenly, his glasses sliding to the tip of his nose.
But Mo Fan's offensive was far from over.
Behind him, a series of gorgeous fire star maps suddenly unfolded, eventually forming a dazzling fire constellation.
"Sky Flame Funeral: Princess Yan's Sword Feather!"
Thousands of sword feathers bloomed in the void, each containing destructive energy.
Spike's expression changed drastically, and he hastily activated his armor and shield magic tools.
The next second, he was completely submerged in the destructive sword feathers.
Boom boom boom——
Amidst the continuous explosions, Spike's figure appeared and disappeared in the flames.
His priceless magic tool melted at a speed visible to the naked eye under the burning fire, and finally shattered with a "crack".
When the flames died down, Spike, whose body was charred, fell to his knees, his eyes full of disbelief.
The entire arena fell silent, and the students who had mocked him earlier all opened their mouths wide.
"Referee, it's time to announce the result." Wang Feng said.
He was not surprised by this result.
The Mo Fan in this timeline was not dragged down by the demonic element, and his overall cultivation was even higher than that of the Mo Fan in the original timeline.
The fire, thunder, and shadow elements have all reached high-level levels, especially the fire element with little Yan Ji, which has reached the second high level.
Defeating a proud and arrogant person of the same level is not a problem at all.
The referee of the Holy Academy of Ohos finally came to his senses.
"Because Spike used a magic tool, the Chinese National Government team wins!"
Mo Fan flicked his wrist and looked down at the people at the Ohos Holy Academy.
"Why aren't you smiling anymore? Are you born not to smile?"
(End of this chapter)
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