Zheng Jiahui stared at Mofan in disbelief. In his opinion, a superior Nebula Magic Tool was something that required a lot of effort and strength to acquire. It was extremely precious, and he never expected someone to lend it to him. He stared at Mofan with his beady eyes, before he shook his head and said, "Stop joking with me, I have to hurry to the training ground."
"Why don't you have any attitude? You're already the last in the entire Fire School. Why are you still acting like you're working so hard? You're just insulting the title of a slacker," said Mofan.
"If I don't work hard, I won't have the chance to defeat the people ranked ahead of me," said Zheng Jiahui with a serious face.
"Let me tell you, your problem isn't your cultivation, but your lack of resources. Everyone here is selected from the new students of the Pearl Institute, and they are all Intermediate Magicians. In terms of strength, the students ranked below the thousandth place should be around the same. It's impossible to say who's stronger than the other. I think you're the reason why you're ranked last because you're so busy with the challenges that you even forgot how to draw your Star Path."
"How do you know?" asked Zheng Jiahui.
Mofan did not want to waste any more time with Zheng Jiahui. He immediately took out the Nebula Magic Tool given to the hundredth place and shoved it into Zheng Jiahui's hands.
Zheng Jiahui stared at the Nebula Magic Tool for a long time. He could not understand why someone would actually give the Nebula Magic Tool to someone else.
… …
Time passed quickly, and the week of challenge had arrived. The people of the Fire School were already rubbing their fists, ready to teach the guy who dared to call them trash a lesson.
The people of the Heavenly Fire School had gathered in the hall once again. They would occasionally glance at Mofan. As a matter of fact, they were quite surprised that the kid had the guts to show up. Wasn't he afraid that they would beat him to death?
This time, Mofan sat behind Huang Xingli and Ding Yuming. Unfortunately, Mofan still could not see the face of the Fire Goddess.
Huang Xingli turned her head and looked at Mofan in surprise. "You must be tired of living. Today is the first day of the Challenge Week. As long as your ranking is lower than yours, you can challenge them. You must accept their challenge. Otherwise, your resources will be handed over to others. Do you know how many people are jealous of your resources? Is there something wrong with your head? "
"This is only the second time we've met. You don't have to be so concerned about me," Mo Fan teased with a smile.
"You're crazy!" Huang Xingli turned her head.
Wei Rong was still standing on the podium. His gaze quickly found Mofan in the crowd. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He wanted to see how this brat could still be so arrogant today.
"I already have a list of the challengers. As long as the challenges take place in our official competition arena, they will be considered valid. I'm sure everyone is clear about the rules. Let's not waste any more time. Let's get started, "said Wei Rong.
Every month, there would be grudges between those who were ranked at the top. Every time these people challenged each other, they would attract a lot of attention. For the disciples of the aristocratic families, they had to constantly challenge others in order to make a name for themselves in this school.
Unfortunately, the plans of the people who were scheming to obtain a higher ranking and reputation through challenges were going to fall through this time. The limelight was completely stolen by the number one death-courting person of the school, Mo Fan.
The arena that Mofan was in was already crowded. In order to let everyone in the school witness his shocking strength, he purposely chose an arena that could hold up to a thousand people.
Needless to say, the arena was almost full. More than half of the seats were taken up by the students from the Fire School. There were also students from the other schools who came because of his reputation.
Wei Rong stood on the judge's seat. He purposely came here today to witness how this arrogant brat would be beaten black and blue by the bunch of trash he taught. Trampling on the students' arrogance was the most common thing Wei Rong did in this school.
"I'll be the judge for today's challenge." Wei Rong took out the list of challengers. He glanced through the names of the challengers and continued, "The person being challenged is Mofan. He's ranked 100th. You've challenged 231 people today. Kid, apologize to me and write a self-reflection letter. Then, apologize to all the students in the school one by one. I'll let you go since you're a transfer student. "
"There's no need for that," Mo Fan said firmly.
"Alright, the first challenger is Zhang Youhe. He's ranked 736th." Wei Rong knew that Mofan would not agree to this condition.
As soon as he finished his sentence, a guy with a crooked nose stood out from the preparation area. He had a bright smile on his face. He would occasionally look around as if he was telling everyone that he was the luckiest one.
The entire competition stage was about the size of a football field. It was also covered with green grass, making it look lush and green.
"Do you know how many people are jealous of you? We can't even get our hands on the resources even if we risk our lives, but you're able to get them just by talking. Unfortunately, there's a looting system for the monthly distribution of resources. Hand over the things that don't belong to you obediently. Who knows, you might even be able to save some medical fees, "said Zhang Youhe.
Wei Rong looked at the two of them who were standing on the arena and said, "Mofan, Zhang Youhe who's ranked 736th must be one of the trash that you're talking about. If you can't even defeat him, you can either do as I said or get out of the Fire School. I admit that there might be some trash in my Fire School, but I can't tolerate students who are useless and shameless, like you."
Mofan turned around and looked at the aggressive Wei Rong. He smiled and said, "Mr. Wei, don't you think it's too early for you to say that?"
Wei Rong smiled coldly and did not say anything.
Mofan shifted his attention back to his opponent, Zhang Youhe.
He was ranked 736th, so it should not be too difficult to defeat him.
…
"Oh, Wei Rong, why do you have to be so stubborn with a student? You placed him at the hundredth rank, and made it known to the whole school. With so many people challenging him on the same day, even if he's really strong, I doubt he'll be able to endure the continuous battles, right?" said Mr. Bai Mei, who was in charge of the materials class in the Fire School.
"Bai Mei, you're too soft-hearted toward your students. Those who are able to enroll in the Pearl Institute are all proud and arrogant. Dean Xiao personally handled the procedures for this kid to transfer to another school. How powerful is his background? … A student like him thinks he's invincible just because he's popular and has abundant resources. If we don't teach him a lesson, he might die in the hands of demon beasts in the future because of his attitude, "said Wei Rong in a tone that sounded like he was doing everything for the sake of his student.
As a matter of fact, Wei Rong had lost his temper this time. What did he mean by teaching his student a lesson? That was fine too, but he was still able to vent his anger!
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