When Teacher Baimei and Teacher Wei Rong saw that Li Yujie was safe and ill, they let out a long sigh.

"This student is very sensible." Teacher Baimei said to Wei Rong meaningfully.

Wei Rong just snorted coldly and did not answer.

He glanced at Mo Fan who was breathing heavily on the competition stage. He could see that after experiencing this battle, Mo Fan had already consumed all the magic energy.

As long as there are about 100 more powerful men, he will probably be defeated soon.

The killing of 79 people in a row has already made them lose face in the entire Fire Court. The most important thing is that he is still a student in the department.

Now this arena is not only filled with students from different departments, but even teachers from other departments are coming here, so Wei Rong doesn't want to make this matter even bigger.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally said to Mo Fan, who looked a little exhausted on the stage, "Let's just stop here, Mo Fan?"

"What's the end of this? Call the next one!" Mo Fan said.

"I take back what I said at the beginning, your strength has surprised us all." Wei Rong took a step back.

"Do you think I'm still fighting because of what you said in school?" Mo Fan's eyes turned and he stared at Zheng Jiahui who was already shocked and unable to speak in the audience.

Not long ago, Mo Fan met a young man who had just reached the initial level in Hangzhou. He was like a choreer in the entire military, just making a living. However, when facing tens of thousands of White Demon Eagle Legion and a degenerate super-level mage, he never retreated. Just when Mo Fan was still lingering at him who had lost his soul, he happened to meet Zheng Jiahui, who looked and was in a similar state to him. On the one hand, Mo Fan wanted to use him to get rid of his endless challenges, and on the other hand, he wanted to help him. The cowardice that Zheng Jiahui showed made Mo Fan feel sad and ridiculous!

Everyone has the right to be greedy for life and death, but in such a campus, there is no danger of life at all. He can't even squeeze out a little bit of backbone, and there is no determination to challenge and break through in the face of impossible... This is an extremely selfish manifestation, and it has nothing to do with cowardice or inferiority!

In the past, Mo Fanli would not care about such a selfish waste. On the one hand, Wang Xiaojun's affairs were still in his mind, and on the other hand, Zheng Jiahui's behavior did anger Mo Fan.

Mo Fan didn’t want to slap the entire Huoyuan in the face, the person he wanted to slap in the face was Zheng Jiahui!

"Your fire and thunder magic energy have been consumed almost the same. How can you face the top challengers next? Unless you really want all the students in the hospital to bow their heads one by one to admit their mistakes." Wei Rong said.

"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Call the next one!" Mo Fan said.

Mo Fan’s current state is in a popular way, he has to pretend even if he has bragged himself!

"You will not be able to get down to the next one, 111 people, Liu Qian!" Wei Rong said the next challenger loudly.

...

After pronounced the name Liu Qian, the girls in the stadium couldn't help but scream!

Liu Qian may not be the strongest person in the entire department, but he is definitely the prince charming in the minds of all girls. He is so handsome. Many girls challenge him not to win his ranking, but to be able to stand face to face with him.

Originally, everyone in this academy was a noble intermediate wizard, so they should not have such a childish behavior. In fact, many female students did this.

Huang Xingli turned her head to look at Liu Qian with excitement and expectation, and said excitedly: "It turns out that you have challenged him too. That's great. You will end him and your reputation will be improved again."

"Actually, I would rather be the first challenge, and I would not be like taking advantage of others' danger like now. However, after all, someone will come to finish this farce. It's my turn, that's all." Liu Qian said with a warm smile.

Huang Xingli kept nodding, saying that handsome people would not have bad luck, but it turned out to be true.

The devil who stood on the stage and had killed 79 people in a row was finally defeated by a handsome prince, which was the best result. To be honest, when she first saw this change of life, she didn't expect that he would be so strong.

Liu Qian slowly got up, and walked towards the competition stage under the hot gaze of girls and the jealous eyes of all the boys.

With a gentle smile, he stared at Mo Fan with his shining eyes, and said, "Actually, I still admire your courage. I don't think it's a problem to enter the top 50 of the Firehouse with your strength. But I'm quite ashamed to be in my 111 ranking."

"Who do you think is more handsome?" Mo Fan suddenly asked nonsense.

Liu Qian was stunned for a moment, and four words flashed through his mind: The situation of the gods?

After a while, he said modestly: "Each one has its own merits."

"Hyit..." Mo Fan exclaimed faintly.

Liu Qian smiled and said, "If it were me, you would have to say that I was arrogant again."

Mo Fan shook his head and said, "I said you are hypocritical. The first sentence you said made me think you are a hypocritical person. As for the second sentence, the question of who is handsome, everyone has their own advantages. Can my handsomeness be a few streets away from you?"

The smile on Liu Qian's face immediately froze, and eleven words appeared in his mind: Is there something wrong with this person's brain?!

But when you think about it carefully, Liu Qian doesn’t feel anything anymore. After all, a man with a stronger self-esteem will feel jealous when he sees many girls calling his name in the entire competition venue.

"I'm too lazy to tell you some boring questions, and your arrogance is over here." Liu Qian's voice became colder, and he no longer politely followed Mo Fan.

Mo Fan stood there, not panic because of the dryness of his magical energy. He calmly waited for Wei Rong to announce the beginning.

...

Wei Rong was actually hesitant and did not immediately call him to start. He just treated it as a kind-hearted person to give Mo Fan more time to rest. Such bombings are really not something that ordinary people can bear.

"Qian Kun, this student transferred from your Lei Department is really amazing. He came to kick our Huoyuan Pavilion on purpose. I don't believe you would let such an outstanding student leave your Leiyuan." Teacher Bai Mei couldn't help but say when he saw that the teachers of the Leiyuan had already heard the sound.

"What's my student?" Qian Kun from the Lei Academy asked in confusion with his eyebrows raised.

Wei Rong also turned around and asked, "He is a student who has changed his rank, and the second rank he has cultivated is a thunder system. Why didn't he transfer from you?"

"I don't know him!" said Qian Kun, a teacher from the Lei Academy.

"There are so many students, don't you remember it?" Teacher Baimei said with a smile.

"How is that possible? There are not many students from our Lei Academy. I recognize those who come and go. This kid is not from my Lei Academy." Qian Kun said seriously.

Wei Rong and Teacher Bai Mei both looked surprised and looked at each other.

This guy didn’t transfer from Leiyuan, where did he come from!!!

"Well, this student seems..." At this moment, Yi Yuquan, the head of the Summoning Department, seemed to have something to say.

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(To be honest, if someone really counts those eleven words, I can only say that you are so boring!)
Chapter completed!