Chapter 16 Battle
"The light overflows!!!"
A surprised voice sounded.
Mu Zhuoyun couldn't help but look towards the Star Sense Stone.
At this moment, Mo Fan placed his hand on the Star-Sense Stone. The Stone glowed a dazzling crimson. Perhaps the light of fire itself was brighter than ice, and the radiance of the overflowing flames was even brighter than Mu Bai's.
Mu Ningxue, who had been watching quietly from the side, couldn't help but be moved at this moment, and then looked at Ye Feiyang deeply.
Mo Fan stared at the dazzling flames of the Star Sense Stone, a hint of arrogance on his face. He then gave Ye Feiyang a grateful look.
He knew that Mu He had definitely tampered with the Star Sense Stone during the test. If it weren't for Ye Feiyang, he would likely have stayed in school with a B, which was not what Mo Fan wanted. A B was barely enough to get into the elite class, and even with Mu He's manipulation, he couldn't get into the elite class and could only go to the regular class.
All the resources in those top classes have nothing to do with him. Without them, even if he is extremely talented and born with dual talents, he will eventually become mediocre and eventually disappear among the masses.
"I'm going to keep trying to cast my magic."
Mo Fan said confidently.
The process from the stars emerging to forming star tracks was incredibly smooth. Everyone knew this wasn't Mo Fan's first time casting magic.
From Mu He's actions just now, anyone present who didn't look blindly could tell that there was indeed something fishy about Mo Fan's test just now, and the person who framed Mo Fan was most likely Mu He.
But because Mu He was a member of the Mu family, they all chose to suppress this matter in their hearts and pretended not to know.
One family is happy while another is sad. Faced with Mo Fan's achievements, Mu Bai was so angry that his nose was crooked. He prided himself on being a genius, but he was surpassed in both aspects by Mo Fan, a peasant whom he looked down upon. How could he not be angry?
While Mo Fan was happy, his homeroom teacher, Xue Musheng, was equally pleased. Mo Fan's top scorer was sure to earn him a reward from the school. With the school's reward, he might even achieve greater success.
Tang Yue looked thoughtfully at Ye Feiyang, who was standing aside with his arms folded, looking as if it had nothing to do with him.
Seeing Mo Fan's outstanding results, the school directors flattered Mu Zhuoyun.
It's like how Mo Fan's achievements are related to the Mu family.
Under the flattery of the crowd, Mu Zhuoyun couldn't help but feel a little flattered. He began to recruit Mo Fan, offering many generous conditions.
An ordinary person might have agreed, but Mo Fan was no ordinary person. Not only did he not accept the offer, he even scolded Mu Zhuoyun profusely.
Having enjoyed years of adulation in a high position, Mu Zhuoyun was now being scolded by a junior like Mo Fan. He instantly transformed into an enraged lion. With one powerful stomp, the gravel surface of the playground, centered around Mu Zhuoyun, was frozen into solid ice crystals in a matter of seconds!
The cold air was rampant, the hot summer suddenly turned into a bitter winter, and the training ground turned into a frozen land, as big as a mirror.
Seeing Mu Zhuoyun taking action, the people around him stepped forward to persuade him and finally stopped him.
"Mo Fan, you bastard, why don't you kneel down and apologize to the gentleman!"
Mu He jumped out again, pointing at Mo Fan, and said angrily.
"He can apologize, of course. However, he also has to apologize to me for what happened three years ago. Don't use your high level of cultivation and power to bully me. Mu Zhuoyun's level of cultivation can only bully students like me who are not even 18 years old. Let me put it this way, if you were my age, I would beat you to a pulp!" Mo Fan said arrogantly. At this moment, Mo Fan transformed into Mo Duidui, fearless.
At this moment, a cold voice with a hint of anger sounded.
"Since you say my father only bullies the younger generation, and since you say my father uses his power to suppress magicians like you who have cultivated themselves, then I am the same age as you, so I will compete with you!"
Mu Ningxue stood up, looking at Mo Fan coldly with a hint of anger in her eyes.
"Ahem, let me explain. Ning Xue, you awakened two years before Mo Fan, so it's not appropriate for you to spar with him. Furthermore, the Magic Association stipulates that those under the age of eighteen cannot participate in magic duels. And your Mu family is wealthy and powerful, so there must be someone of the right age to fight Mo Fan. Why not find someone to fight Mo Fan when he's eighteen? By then, Mo Fan will be around eighteen as well..."
Ye Feiyang coughed lightly twice, walked between Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue, looked at Mu Ningxue, and smiled faintly.
"It's you again, kid. What level do you have? Do you have the right to speak here? Still..."
Mu He looked at Ye Feiyang angrily and scolded.
But before Mu He could finish his words, he was interrupted by a cold voice mixed with doubt.
"Ye Feiyang, is Mo Fan your man?"
Mu Ningxue looked at Ye Feiyang quietly, with a hint of doubt in her eyes and a slight frown on her brows.
"Ahem, no, Mo Fan and I have nothing to do with each other. That doesn't mean Mo Fan is my friend."
Hearing Mu Ningxue's somewhat ambiguous words, Ye Feiyang coughed twice and quickly waved his hand to explain.
Hearing this, Mu Ningxue looked at Mo Fan, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.
"Ning Xue, I think you should take good care of your dog. As the saying goes, a good dog protects the family, while a vicious dog not only abuses its power to hurt people, but may even bite its owner."
Ye Feiyang looked at Mu He meaningfully and said lightly.
"Master Ye, please don't worry about how I discipline my servants."
Before Mu Ningxue could speak, Mu Zhuoyun, who was standing behind her, looked at Ye Feiyang indifferently and said something. He then glanced at Mu Ningxue and looked at Mo Fan, saying in a deep voice.
"My adopted son, Yu'ang, is about your age. Let him compete with you! What do you think?"
"I promised you on Mo Fan's behalf."
Ye Feiyang smiled and nodded, then turned to look at Mo Fan and asked.
"I'll help you make this decision, is that okay?"
"No problem, it doesn't matter who comes."
Mo Fan shrugged and said casually.
Hearing this, Mu Zhuoyun's face darkened immediately. He glanced around and said in a deep voice:
"Then it's settled. The final battle will be held on the day of my adopted son Yuang's coming-of-age ceremony."
After saying that, Mu Zhuoyun turned and left. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, that little bastard Mo Fan would make him sick with anger.
Mu Ningxue suddenly spoke.
"You come with me."
After saying that, Mu Ningxue turned and walked towards the school gate.
Although Mu Ningxue did not mention anyone by name, everyone present knew that she was talking about Ye Feiyang.
Hearing this, Ye Feiyang touched his nose and quickly followed.
Mu Zhuoyun turned his head upon hearing the voice, a hint of surprise flashing across his eyes. He knew his precious daughter.
He was as cold as an iceberg. Not to mention ordinary people, even his old father couldn't say a few words to him, let alone take the initiative to talk to others.
Moreover, the Ye Feiyang just now was called Ning Xue, and she did not refuse, which shows that the relationship between the two is not simple.
"I just wonder how this young man's family background compares to the Mu family?"
Mu Zhuoyun thought to himself as he looked at the backs of Mu Ningxue and Ye Feiyang.