"The victory goes to China!"
The main judge announced. The Chinese people in the dueling ground hugged each other in celebration. They were so excited that they could not control themselves!
It had been many years since China's team had achieved such an outstanding result in the World College Tournament. Most importantly, they now had the chance to advance to the finals. If they defeated the Egyptian team, they would be the strongest in the world. Many people had been longing for the title for a long time!
The victory had finally arrived. Mu Ningxue had defeated Asha'ria. Mu Ningxue's reputation would soon be cleared. She would no longer be discriminated against by the renowned clans.
After all, how could someone who was actually related to the Black Vatican put in so much effort just to win glory for their country? Mu Ningxue did not deserve it, but she did need a chance to prove herself in front of everyone. At the same time, she could prove that she could still amaze the world with a single brilliant feat, or even become stronger, even if she did not rely on her ridiculous clan.
…
"Mu Gong, I remember your team saying that the woman has nothing to do with you … I don't understand, who made such an interesting decision?" Councilman Shao Zheng asked curiously.
Mu Gong had a twisted expression, yet he had to force a smile on his face.
Once she returned to the Mu Clan, she would definitely scold those idiots. The incident with the Black Vatican had almost been settled. Why did those people have to be so aggressive toward Mu Ningxue and force her to leave? Now, she had secured a crucial victory for her country. The glory would only belong to Mu Ningxue alone. It had nothing to do with the Mu Clan anymore.
Every faction had spent a lot of resources on their juniors in the World College Tournament, just so they could make a name for themselves in the world. An organization that could influence the world would have an endless stream of Mages, and a clan would prosper for a long time!
Most importantly, China's national team had not secured an ordinary victory. They had advanced to the finals. Even if they did not come first, they were guaranteed to come second. It was extremely significant for China. If Mu Ningxue was still a member of the Mu Clan, Mu Gong could easily use the Mu Clan's influence to secure their position as the strongest in China!
"Mu Tingying's performance was not bad, she's just a little dumb …" someone said. The words were like a knife stabbing into Mu Gong's heart.
Mu Gong put on a fake smile, yet he already had a plan in mind.
Mu Ningxue was not driven away by Mu Gong. He was the chief of the Mu Clan, thus he was not in charge of many things. He did not even know Mu Ningxue was asked to cripple her cultivation by the Disciplinary Magicians …
…
Mofan went to the stage and helped Mu Ningxue off the stage.
Mu Ningxue's pale face wore a faint smile. It was a faint smile, yet it was a smile.
Mo Fan was left speechless as he looked at her pale face, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders.
She had put in so much effort, endured the torture of the cold, experienced the fickleness of human nature, and experienced the ups and downs of human nature, all for the sake of a victory, a chance to shine in front of everyone …
Mo Fan did not stop Mu Ningxue and Asha 'ruiya from clashing against one another, as he could understand her feelings. However, when he saw how haggard she was, and how her smile was mixed with tears, he could not help but feel sorry for her.
"It's over, don't use it again, it's going to kill you," Mofan helped Mu Ningxue up.
It was the first time Mu Ningxue did not reject being so close to Mo Fan. She allowed him to hug her. First of all, she did not have any energy left, and second of all, she knew Mo Fan's help was the main reason she was able to come this far. Leaning on his shoulder, she felt at ease, to the point where she could just close her eyes and fall asleep without worrying about anything else …
"How is she?" Zhao Manyan, Nan Jue, Jiang Shaoxu, Mu Nujiao, and the others came up and asked in concern when they saw Mu Ningxue was too weak to move.
"I'm not sure either," Mofan was not a Healer. He was clueless about the damage done to a person's body.
However, judging from the conversation he had with Asha'ria, Mu Ningxue's continuous usage of the Ice Crystal Bow was no different from a slow suicide.
It was not obvious when she was young, but as she grew older, the problem would be exposed.
"I'm afraid … there's nothing we can do about it. It's a wound to the soul, a source of life. It's extremely rare to find something that can heal the soul and replenish the source of life," Han Ji let out a sigh after checking Mu Ningxue's condition.
Pang Lai and Feng Li had no idea what to do, either …
Mofan helped Mu Ningxue to get some rest. If the Healer did not work, it was better to let her rest as soon as possible.
…
…
A pleasant song was playing outside the window. The lively melody combined with the loud blasts of the cannons in the distance woke Mu Ningxue up.
She opened her eyes and saw herself lying on a familiar bed. It smelled like her …
There were people talking outside the window. They were excitedly discussing the duel between the sword and the bow. They even repeated their names a few times. Every now and then, a few girls would be chatting among themselves. They mentioned that they were the Magicians they admired the most …
Mu Ningxue knew she had not slept for too long. The cannons were still blaring, implying that the Chinese team was receiving their victory. It was a grand ceremony. Every Magician would wish they could be standing there. Her mother would always mention it when she was young. Judging from her tone, it seemed like she was only a step away from being there, yet she could not forget about it.
"You're awake?" Mofan sat beside her with a piece of pie in his hand. His lips were still covered in grease.
"You're not praising them?" Mu Ningxue looked at Mofan in astonishment. How could he miss out on something like that? It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
"It's just a ceremony. It doesn't matter if I go or not. I might as well get an Italian scallion pancake and eat it while resting …" Mofan leaned back on the chair and swayed back and forth. He was happily munching on the 'Italian scallion pancake'.
"Why do you eat this every day?" Mu Ningxue rolled her eyes at him.
"It's delicious. Do you want a piece? I'll tear it into smaller pieces for you," Mofan offered.
"Are your injuries okay?" Mu Ningxue looked at Mofan from head to toe. She was curious. Was Mofan really as strong as an ox? He was already injured to such an extent, yet he was still able to eat pizza so freely. If it were anyone else, they would have been lying in the sanatorium and undergoing a full-body surgery by a few old Healers.
"I recover quickly. Han Ji cast a few Healing Spells on me, and I'm much better now. You know I can't just lie down and sit still. I'd rather stay here and keep you company. Here, have a piece. Trust me, it's delicious, "Mofan said seriously.
"Can't you wear gloves?"
"We've been married for so long, what's there to complain about … fine, I'll get you another piece."
Mu Ningxue was hungry, too. She had a piece of pizza, but it was tasteless. Perhaps she was not in the mood to eat. She was just filling her stomach.
"I don't think I'll be able to participate in the finals," Mu Ningxue said softly.
Her duel with Asha 'ruiya had truly drained her of all her strength. Even without the Ice Crystal Bow, she would have a hard time in a normal duel. Now that she had to draw a Star Orbit, she felt like her brain was being stabbed by needles.
"Leave the rest to me. I have a nickname, the Terminator of the Undead. The Egyptian team might be using some dirty tricks. If I find out what they are up to, I'll beat the crap out of them! "Mofan said.
"You're seriously injured, too. Are you sure you can do your best?" Mu Ningxue was still worried.
Mofan had risked his life to defeat Zorro in the three-way duel.
"I'll be fine after resting for a few days. Unlike you, your soul is damaged. Your cultivation is going to be affected," Mofan said.
"I don't want to lose."
"Alright, leave the rest to me. We've already come this far. I won't feel good if I don't come in first," Mofan said.
"Mm!" Mu Ningxue was hoping to come in first. Coming in first and coming in second were two different things. She believed that if her team won the duel, her clan would no longer be affected by Mu He's incident. Her father, Mu Zhuoyun, and the others had been living like rats on the street for the past two years. They could not even live a peaceful life as ordinary people.
"What are your plans for the future?" Mo Fan suddenly asked.
"My plan?" Mu Ningxue was startled.
He was right, she had been focusing all her attention on the World College Tournament. The tournament was about to come to an end, yet she suddenly had no idea what to do next.
Mu Ningxue had sworn to oppose the Mu Clan on the bridge in Venice, but where was she going to start from? The formidable Mu Clan was not something she could easily topple!
"I … I'm thinking of establishing my own clan," Mu Ningxue finally said after a slight hesitation.
She had been thinking about the idea for some time. She believed it was difficult for her to leave her clan since she was a member of a clan. She could not leave, yet she did not want her life to be in the hands of a powerful clan. She might as well establish her own clan and revitalize her clan.
"That's a good idea, I'll support you," Mofan nodded.
Mofan was someone who liked to be free and unrestrained, but Mu Ningxue was from a renowned clan. She had a lot of ties. Mofan believed she would choose the same path. There was nothing wrong with it. Those who were kind would easily be bullied. Without power, the people around her would easily be implicated, like Mu Tingying and Nanrong Ni. Besides, Mu Ningxue had made an enemy of the powerful Mu Clan. She was basically asking for death if she fought on her own.
Mofan's conflict with the Lu Clan had yet to come to an end. Mofan was not a fan of renowned clans, but helping Mu Ningxue was the same as helping himself by getting rid of the rumors.
"I'll introduce you to my servant when we're back in Shanghai. She has a bunch of wealthy businessmen under her control. You might need them," Mofan said.
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