Wei Rong looked at Zheng Jiahui, who seemed to be a deserter on the battlefield even when he even fought a challenge, so he was so disliked.

If we talk about the real waste in this Fire Court, it is Zheng Jiahui.

"Start, start." Wei Rong said impatiently.

Mo Fan stood in front of Zheng Jiahui. Seeing that he was about to shrink into a ball, he couldn't help but sigh and said to him: "What are you afraid of? It's just a performance, or is there any shadow in your heart, and you are born to be afraid of fighting."

"No...no, I'm not afraid of fighting, I'm just..." Zheng Jiahui said hesitantly.

"Forget it, if you can't even use the intermediate magic, then use some basic ones. Don't tell me that you can't even connect the seven stars. Use your fists to defeat me. This drama is too fake." Mo Fan said to Zheng Jiahui.

"Is it really good for us to do this? The classmates will look down on me." Zheng Jiahui said hesitantly.

Mo Fan smiled when he heard this and said to Zheng Jiahui: "You open your eyes wide and look at what people around you, including the teacher, think of you. Even those girls who know how to respect people have sympathy for you in their eyes. I don't know if there are people you secretly in the entire fireyard, but if you see mockery or sympathy in her eyes, or expressionless, do you think your situation is not bad enough? You are so arrogant that you think that the little dignity you have left in this fireyard is actually just a joke in the eyes of these people."

Zheng Jiahui looked at Mo Fan. He originally thought Mo Fan was helping him, but after hearing this, his heart became even colder.

He tried to cast the star track, but his star track broke in a while!

The laughter around made Zheng Jiahui feel even more ashamed. When she casts magic again, even the connection of the fourth star is wrong.

"Your cultivation is obviously not low, but you are so nervous that you can't even use a magic. I think you'd better not be a mage. Doing anything else is better than this." Mo Fan said to Zheng Jiahui.

Zheng Jiahui's face changed when she heard this. He stared at Mo Fan with his eyes tightly and said angrily: "What do you know!"

"Oh, it turns out that you are very eager to be a method?" Mo Fan laughed. His words obviously touched the guy's heart.

I want to be a mage, but I am so timid that I can't even describe the star track.

When in the training ground, this guy's star track and star map were completed very quickly and his strength was not weak. But when someone came, he was so nervous that he couldn't even complete the most basic star track.

Autism and courage, Mo Fan could even see the inferiority on this guy's body turning into a black cloth covering his whole body, so that he was not without any sense of existence, but the most eye-catching laugh point in people's eyes!

An intermediate mage can be so sad.

However, this is only true in the main campus of Mingzhu Academy. Intermediate mages are only the lowest threshold.

"I have time, so you can arrange it slowly." Mo Fan didn't care anymore, so he stood there and waited patiently.

Zheng Jiahui re-delineated the star track, and he also wanted to overcome this fear of the crowd and release the magic intact...

However, the star tracks and star maps that are so skillful that they practice usually have turned into a blank space at this moment and are imprinted in their minds. The laughter and the special gaze of everyone around them seem to be adding layers of burden to him in the process of drawing the star tracks.

"Is this guy a funny guy invited by monkeys? I can't even use a primary magic. Why does such a person have the face to stay on it? If it is me, hurry up and find a better place to bury himself." Zhao Ji cursed directly.

"Get down, get down quickly, don't waste our time."

"Don't treat him like this, he's just nervous. Let's give him some more time." said a girl with a soft tone.

The hot-tempered person has already started to make a fuss amidst the noise. More people sit in their own positions and look at Zheng Jiahui coldly and find it funny. However, in order to show their own cultivation, they will not easily express this ridicule.

"Zheng Jiahui, if you really can't complete the most basic fire, then you'd better go down quickly." Wei Rong said coldly. He felt that standing on top for a second would make him lose face. The most important thing is that he could not let Mo Fan's treacherous plan succeed.

Zheng Jiahui may have been used to the ridicule and contempt of the classmates, but he was even more panicked when Teacher Wei Rong spoke. He had a subconscious obedience to Teacher Wei's words. He bit his lip tightly and turned around to walk downstairs.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Mo Fan rushed up and grabbed him: "What are you doing?"

"I'd better give you the Nebula Magic Artifact, but I still can't do it." Zheng Jiahui said with a disappointed look on her face.

"You are not just cowardly, but selfish. You have to figure out that you are now bound to me. You obey the inferiority devil in your bones. You are liberated, but you have caused me to be bad. If this challenge is only about yourself, you will do whatever you want, and no one's interests can be destroyed. But now you leave, you will have to face these more than 200 challengers alone!!" Mo Fan grabbed Zheng Jiahui and said with a serious look on his face.

Mo Fan's plan is very simple, which is to let Zheng Jiahui, the last one, challenge him and lose to him.

Mo Fan became the last one, so no one could challenge him.

After becoming the last one, Zhou Xiang directly challenged the top 50 people in the last challenge, which can successfully avoid wheels and also be promoted to the ranking!

This plan is very simple and not difficult to implement. What Mo Fan never expected was that Zheng Jiahui was so cowardly that she could not even use a primary magic.

The competition stipulates that if no magic is used, the other party cannot be considered a loss even if he abandons the right and admits defeat!

"I...I don't want to do it either. I've tried my best. I'm really trying my best. Sorry, Mo Fan, I know you actually want to help me, but I'm really hopeless." Zheng Jiahui's voice trembled a little, and she wanted to cry as fragilely as a little girl.

Mo Fan can be regarded as seeing a person's cowardice.

He glanced at Teacher Wei Rong, who had a smile on his face, and then looked at Zheng Jiahui, who had already had bad habits.

He could feel that the director of Wei Rong's department was intentional. As a referee, he shouldn't say such things to the contestants at all. He just saw through his plan and deliberately drove away Zheng Jiahui who was absolutely obedient.

"Stop it!" Mo Fan felt a little angry.

"I..." Zheng Jiahui turned her head, and in fact, others had already stepped out of the competition stage.

"You've made me angry! Sell me here... Very good, very good, you really have seen the most wasteful waste in the world."

"The mess you threw down made me fight these two hundred people."

"Okay, then you can see clearly with your eyes wide. If I, Mo Fan, get beaten from this stage today, I will admit that I am the waste of the same thing as you, apologize to the director of the Chimpanzee Department, and bow my head to the people I have scolded in the department one by one!"

Mo Fan was really angry. Not only was he angry about his current situation, but he was also angry at someone like Zheng Jiahui who was so cowardly that he thought that as long as he retreated, everything would be fine.

People with hateful faces are definitely not those who laugh at the weak, but those who are already deeply rooted in humility, obedience, and autism, who want to squeeze out such a useless person who has no backbone!

...

After Mo Fan uttered those angry words, he returned to the field.

He pointed fiercely at the department head Wei Rong, who was in awe of everyone, and said loudly:

"Call me the next challenger!"
Chapter completed!