Chapter Four Hundred and Sixteenth Pissed Me Off

Wei Rong looked at Zheng Jiahui, who looked like a deserter on the battlefield even in a challenge, not to mention how unpleasant it was.

If there is any real trash in this Fire Academy, it must be this Zheng Jiahui.

"Let's start, let's start." Wei Rong said impatiently.

Mo Fan stood in front of Zheng Jiahui, and seeing that he was about to curl up into a ball, he couldn't help sighing and said to him, "What are you afraid of? It's nothing more than a performance, or is there some shadow in your heart? afraid of fighting."

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

"Forget it, if you can't cast intermediate magic, then use some elementary magic. Don't tell me that you can't even connect the seven stars. You can beat me with your fists. You can also do this scene." It's too fake." Mo Fan said to Zheng Jiahui.

"Is it really okay for us to do this? The students will all look down on me." Zheng Jiahui said with some hesitation.

Mo Fan laughed when he heard this, and said to Zheng Jiahui: "Now open your eyes and look around, who, including the teacher, thinks highly of you, even those girls who know how to respect people are right in their eyes. Your sympathy, I don't know if there is someone you have a crush on in this entire fire courtyard, but if you see sarcasm or sympathy in her eyes, or a deadpan expression, you feel that your situation is not bad enough Is it? You really think too highly of yourself, thinking that you have only a little bit of dignity left in this fire courtyard, but in fact, in the eyes of these people, you are just a joke."

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

He tried to use the star trail, but his star trail broke after a while!

There was laughter all around, which made Zheng Jiahui a little ashamed. When she cast the magic again, even the connection of the fourth star went wrong.

"Your cultivation base is obviously not low, but you are so nervous that you can't even use a single spell. I think you should stop being a mage. Doing something else is better than this." Mo Fan said to Zheng Jiahui.

Zheng Jiahui's face changed when he heard these words, he stared at Mo Fan, and said angrily, "What do you know!"

"Oh, so you are eager to be a mage?" Mo Fan laughed. My own words obviously touched this guy's heart.

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

While on the training ground,

This guy's star trails and star charts are completed very quickly, and his strength is not weak, but when there are people, he is so nervous that he can't even complete the most basic star trails.

Autistic and courageous, Mo Fan can even see the inferiority complex on this guy turned into a ball of black cloth covering his whole body, so that he is not without a sense of existence, but the most eye-catching in people's eyes. A joke!

An intermediate mage can be so pathetic.

However, this is only the case in the main campus of Pearl Academy, and the middle-level mage is only the lowest threshold.

"I have plenty of time, you arrange it slowly." Mo Fan didn't care anymore, just stood there and waited patiently.

Zheng Jiahui redraws the star trails, and he really wants to overcome the fear of the crowd and release the magic completely...

But at this moment, the proficient star trails and star maps that he usually practiced turned into a blank and printed in his mind. The laughter of everyone around him, and the special gaze of everyone seemed to be drawing stars Layer after layer of burden is added in the course of the track.

"Is this guy invited by a monkey? He really can't even use a basic magic. How can such a person still have the face to stay on it? If it's me, hurry up and find a place with better geomantic omen It's gone." Zhao Ji scolded directly.

"Get off, get off now, don't waste our time."

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

The hot-tempered ones had already made a big fuss amidst the din, and more people sat in their seats and looked at this Zheng Jiahui secretly, thinking it was funny, but, in order to show their self-cultivation, they would not take this A sneer is easily shown.

"Zheng Jiahui, if you really can't complete the most basic fire, then you should hurry down." Wei Rong said in a cold voice. He felt that the student standing on it for a second longer would make him lose a point of face. The most important thing is that he can't let Mo Fan's treacherous plan succeed.

Perhaps Zheng Jiahui was used to the ridicule and contempt of his classmates and could barely accept it, but when Teacher Wei Rong spoke, he became even more flustered. He had a subconscious obedience to Teacher Wei's words. Turn around and go down the stage.

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

"I'd better return the Nebula Magic Tool to you, I still can't do it." Zheng Jiahui said with a disappointed face.

"You are not only cowardly, but also selfish. You have to understand that you are bound to me now. You obey the inferiority devil in your bones. You are free, but you have caused me misfortune. If This challenge is only about yourself, you can do whatever you want, and no one’s interests can be damaged, but now that you leave, I will face more than two hundred challengers alone!!” Mo Fan grabbed Zheng Jiahui and said with a serious face.

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

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

And after becoming the last one, you can directly challenge the top 50 people in the last challenge week, you can successfully avoid the wheel, and at the same time, you will be promoted to the ranking!

This plan is very simple, and it's not difficult to implement. What Mo Fan didn't expect was that Zheng Jiahui was so cowardly that she couldn't even use a rudimentary spell.

According to the rules of the competition, if none of the spells are used, even if the other party abstains, it cannot be regarded as a loss!

"I... I don't want to, I've tried my best, I really tried my best, I'm sorry, Mo Fan, I know you want to help me, but I'm really hopeless." Zheng Jiahui's voice trembled a little. , as fragile as a little girl wanted to cry.

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

He glanced at Teacher Wei Rong, who actually had a smile on his face, and then at Zheng Jiahui, who was obedient to the point of having a bad habit.

He could feel that the director of Wei Rong's department did this on purpose. As a referee, he shouldn't have said such things to the players at all. He just saw through his plan and deliberately wanted to drive away Zheng Jiahui, who was absolutely obedient.

"Stop!" Mo Fan felt angry.

"I..." Zheng Jiahui turned her head, but in fact, he had already stepped off the stage.

"You've made me mad! Sell me here... Very good, very good, you are the most useless waste I have ever seen in the world."

"The mess you left behind made me have to fight these two hundred people."

"Okay, then you should open your eyes and see clearly. If I, Mo Fan, were knocked off the stage today, I would admit that I am a waste of waste like you, and give this chimpanzee The director apologizes and bows his head to everyone in the department who I scolded one by one!"

Mo Fan was really pissed off, not only for his current situation, but also for Zheng Jiahui, who was so cowardly that he thought everything would be fine as long as he backed away.

The hateful people are definitely not those who laugh at the weak, but Zheng Jiahui, who has been deeply rooted in humbleness, obedience, and autism, and wants to squeeze out such a useless person who has no backbone at all!

...

Mo Fan returned to the arena after uttering those angry words.

He pointed fiercely at Wei Rong, the head of the department whom everyone respected, and said loudly:

"Call me the next challenger!"