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Time quickly passed. Mofan dedicated his precious youth to cultivating and hunting demons, never tiring of it.
In the blink of an eye, Mofan had already hunted more than 15 demons in the Hunter Squad. In the eyes of the veterans of the Hunter's Union, he could be considered a very experienced magician.
And on the school's side, the Magic College Entrance Exam, which would allow all the students to leap over the dragon gate, was slowly approaching.
"Your comfortable days are coming to an end, Mofan." Zhao Kunsan gloated as he said to Mofan.
Graduation was imminent, which also meant that the Magic Duel that was witnessed by many of the school's leaders was coming.
It had to be said that Mu Zhuoyun was a crafty old fox. He set the time of this duel to be before the Magic College Entrance Exam.
In other words, if Mofan were to have a small accident in this Magic Duel, it would very likely affect his performance in the Magic College Entrance Exam.
"Brother Fan, speaking of which, I heard from the neighbors that Mu Zhuoyun is preparing for Yu Ang's eighteenth year old coming-of-age ceremony. Originally, our Bo City cared a lot about coming-of-age ceremonies. A large family like the Mu Family would definitely make their important children's coming-of-age ceremonies even grander than anything else." Zhang Xiaohou said.
"I know, it can be said that they are inviting guests to a banquet. There are four rich and powerful families, and many reputable people in Bo City have been invited. Families like to do this kind of thing." Mofan said.
"But this is too disadvantageous for you. That old scoundrel is clearly tricking you, using you as a stepping stone for that guy called Yu Ang. In any case, Brother Fan is still the number one student of Tian Lan Magic High. If he were to lose this magic duel under the watchful eyes of so many people, then wouldn't that be giving their Clan Head prestige? Even the number one student of our Tian Lan Magic High, out of the one thousand five hundred students, is no match for the Clan Head's disciple that they've personally nurtured.
Principal Zhu was the principal of Tian Lan Magic High. He and Mu Zhuoyun could be considered two old rivals of Bo City.
Headmaster Zhu's prestige in Bo City was very high. After all, he was the most popular person. Many grassroots Magicians couldn't get ahead without Headmaster Zhu's support. Headmaster Zhu had also unearthed many outstanding Magicians without any background through the school.
Mu Zhuoyun was a typical representative of a magic family, and aristocratic family, specializing in nurturing their children. Relying on his outstanding noble background, Mu Zhuoyun was able to maintain his position in Bo City for a long time.
Every once in a while, there would be a contest between the grassroots mages and the noble mages. Every year, Mu Zhuoyun's happiest moment was when he saw the young magician from his family beat up the students from Principal Zhu's Tian Lan Magic High, a public school. He even laughed and patted Principal Zhu's shoulder, saying with his status as a school board member, "The quality of your school still needs to be improved!"
Deng Kai and Headmaster Zhu were completely on the side of the students. Therefore, when Mofan scolded Mu Zhuoyun, even if Mofan didn't lead the matter to a duel with the younger generation of the Mu Clan, they would still calm the matter down.
A student who obtained a 3S in the annual exam was simply a treasure of their school. How could they allow Mu Zhuoyun, this local tyrant, to suppress him?
When Principal Zhu and Deng Kai heard that Mofan had managed to kill a summoned beast that had gone berserk in an extraordinary manner during an important training session, they felt as if they had obtained a treasure.
Mofan might not know that Principal Zhu and Deng Kai had always been very attentive to him, but these two old mages of Bo City, whose main goal was to nurture grassroots mages, had always sent people to take care of him.
However, a school was a school, and they couldn't be too selfish. They also hoped that the Stardust Magic Tool would always be given to Mofan to use, but they couldn't be like the noble families who favored one and discriminated against the other!
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Just as Yu Ang's coming of age ceremony was like a big festival in Bo City, Principal Zhu and Deng Kai finally couldn't help but call Mofan to the principal's office.
Mofan had seen Deng Kai before. The person who had stood up to help him was him, the Great Elder of Bo City's Hunter's Union. His strength was even above that of the Intermediate Mage called Yang Zuohe.
This was the first time Mofan had seen Principal Zhu. This old principal who had an extremely high prestige in the hearts of the students and parents actually had the feeling of being a hermit, but he would still come out to preside over important matters.
"Mofan, there are some things that we need to tell you seriously." Deng Kai took the initiative to speak first.
Mofan stood there, earnestly listening.
"In fact, every once in a while, the students of our Tian Lan Magic High and the disciples of the noble families would have a spar. In the past, we would choose the most outstanding student with the strongest combat ability to face off against the disciples of Bo City's noble families … Originally, we had placed our hopes on Xu Zhaoting. After all, he is a rare Lightning Mage. In this spar, he had a higher chance of winning. However, during the annual exam, you had killed your way through with an outstanding result. Furthermore, you had the audacity to directly provoke their noble families. In order to not let Mu Zhuoyun make things difficult for you, we purposely led this matter to the upcoming spar. "Deng Kai spoke very seriously to Mofan.
"I know … Oh, what I meant was, thank you two principals for helping me out." Mofan said.
"To be honest, we have already helped you delay for two years. In these two years, we are also well aware of how much you have grown. Therefore, in the end, you will have to pay the price for your recklessness back then." Deng Kai helplessly shook his head.
Deng Kai had already obtained some information from other people. Yu Ang's cultivation had increased by leaps and bounds in these two years. In addition to the actual combat practice provided by the family, Mofan might not necessarily be his opponent no matter how clever he was. Back then, when he was able to kill the summoned beast, everyone knew that it was due to luck.
"Ai, student Mofan, we all know that the heavens are sometimes very unfair. They give some people innate privileges, while some people have nothing. However, this does not mean that you can blame the heavens and accuse others. You can recklessly vent the indignation in your heart. That day, you may have expressed your dissatisfaction with these superior people. Many people are like this, but that also means that you are pushing yourself to the edge of an abyss. When your strength is far from being able to contend against a noble family, swallowing your anger is not a bad thing." Principal Zhu sincerely said.
Headmaster Zhu had been a headmaster for so many years, and he had seen too many arrogant students. Some of them had indeed achieved great things and became respected Magicians, but some of them had sunk down and no one had heard any news about them.
Talent was very important. Cultivation was also very important. The most important thing was to size up the situation. Don't do meaningless things. The school could only provide protection for a few years. Once you entered society, you would still be under the control of those superior people.
"Thank you two principals for your guidance. At that time, I was indeed willful." Mofan nodded his head.
"Naturally, the reason we called you here today was not just to educate you … We actually also hope that you can win this battle. This is because the winner will obtain the only chance to cultivate in Bo City's Geyser Spring." Principal Zhu continued.
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