Chapter 55: Watching the Show on the Arena
"Your hands are itchy?"
Zhao Manyan muttered silently.
Ye Feiyang walked along the ring and saw the freshmen lined up in a long queue, all of whom were eager to teach Mo Fan a lesson. Ye Feiyang shook his head and turned to leave.
There are too many people now. He will come back when there are fewer people.
And the final appearance is naturally more likely to attract attention.
"Aren't you itchy? Why are you back?"
Zhao Manyan looked at Ye Feiyang who was walking back quickly and asked in confusion.
"There are too many people queuing downstairs. I'll wait a while before going down."
Ye Feiyang sat in his seat with a calm expression and said lightly.
Zhao Manyan nodded and continued to watch the battle below.
As time passed, more and more people were defeated by Mo Fan.
Ten, twenty
The speed at which the challengers leave the field also gradually slows down.
Ye Feiyang also kept counting in his mind until the 198th person was defeated by Mo Fan.
Ye Feiyang slowly stood up.
Luo Song, covered in dust, sat in the audience. He glanced at Ye Feiyang as he stood up, then looked at Mo Fan with hatred. He thought to himself.
"Let's see how arrogant you are this time."
If Luo Song only looked down on and resented Mo Fan before, now he was filled with hatred.
As for why Luo Song didn't leave to receive treatment, it was firstly because of his own insistence, and secondly because the magic armor on his body protected him when he was baptized by thunder, so Mo Fan's thunder only made him look a little embarrassed. He didn't suffer any serious injuries.
Ye Feiyang walked onto the stage, looked at Mo Fan with a half-smile, and said jokingly.
"Mo Fan, you want my resources?"
Dean Xiao on the podium saw Ye Feiyang coming on stage, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and a hint of interest flashed in his eyes.
The ghost wolf looked at this man, with whom it had met twice before, and deep fear and vigilance appeared in its eyes.
"This wave is really showing off. After pretending too much, it ended up shooting itself in the foot."
After hearing Ye Feiyang's words, Mo Fan touched his nose, a hint of embarrassment on his face. He laughed dryly and said.
"Fei Yang, how is that possible? I just said that casually. I will definitely not touch your spiritual resources."
Hearing this, Ye Feiyang nodded, then turned around, looked at the audience, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and spoke loudly.
"I forfeit. The next challenger may take the stage!"
"Who is this kid? He's so selfish, only caring about his own interests, and he doesn't even know how to take back my water resources."
"This guy is wasting a spot!!!"
As soon as Ye Feiyang finished speaking, the audience erupted in discussion, all with a very unified tone, blaming and condemning Ye Feiyang.
Hearing Ye Feiyang's words, Luo Song's originally smug expression froze. Then he spoke in a somewhat exasperated tone.
"Ye Feiyang, you are nothing but a bully!"
"This kid, really is..."
When Dean Xiao heard that Ye Feiyang had obtained his resources from Mo Fan, he said he would give up and shook his head with a smile.
Although the audience was lively, no one wanted to be the last one on stage.
Until a figure slowly walked into the scene.
Mo Fan and Ye Feiyang looked over.
What comes into view is a woman with a stunningly beautiful face and a charming and seductive figure.
Especially those sharp eyes, which made the woman look more heroic and unforgettable.
When Ye Feiyang saw the heroic and beautiful woman coming on stage, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
"Mu Nujiao!"
There was a loud and enthusiastic voice coming from the audience.
"So she is Mu Nujiao."
Mo Fan looked at Mu Nujiao who was slightly distracted and murmured softly.
"I'm here, why don't you leave?"
Mu Nujiao didn't look at Mo Fan, but looked at Ye Feiyang beside her, with a hint of doubt in her eyes, and spoke in a calm tone.
"You can fight as much as you want, don't worry about me."
Ye Feiyang was stunned when he heard Mu Nujiao's words. He then walked to a corner, sat down cross-legged, and extended his hand in a gesture of invitation. He then took out some melon seeds from his pocket and began to eat them without paying attention to anyone else.
"You're the last challenger. Let me analyze this for you. If you win, you'll only be able to keep your department's resources, and you'll only get a tiny fraction of those resources. If I defeat you, I'll get all the resources of the entire department. No, everything except the Psychic Department. How about we make a deal?"
Mo Fan looked at Mu Nujiao, rubbed his hands, a mercenary look appeared on his face, and spoke.
"What are you discussing?"
When Mu Nujiao heard Mo Fan's words, a look of confusion appeared in her eyes and she asked in confusion.
"That is, you admit defeat, and after I get the resources, we split it 30-70."
Mo Fan looked at Mu Nujiao with his eyes flashing, and said in a low voice.
"Mo Fan, put away your little tricks. You can't possibly persuade Mu Nujiao. She's the eldest daughter of the Mu family in Magic City. How could she possibly rig a match just because of the tiny profit you're offering?"
Ye Feiyang looked at Mo Fan and spoke.
"The eldest lady of the Mu family?"
Mo Fan muttered in a low voice.
Mu Nujiao stood there with a calm expression, and did not show any emotional fluctuations even though Ye Feiyang pointed out her identity.
"He's right. If you want to take the resources, the only way is to defeat me."
Mu Nujiao looked at Mo Fan, who had a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
Originally, she just wanted to be a spectator, but seeing Mo Fan's powerful strength piqued her interest. In addition, since no one had played for a long time, she thought of going on stage to play.
"Mo Fan, hurry up! You're a grown man, but you're still dithering. Girls are more straightforward than you."
Ye Feiyang urged. Then he looked down at the few melon seeds in his hand and muttered softly.
"I shouldn't have given it to Zhao Manyan."
Even if Ye Feiyang didn't say anything, seeing that Mu Nujiao couldn't convince him, Mo Fan glanced at the ghost wolf beast behind him and was already prepared for battle.
"Wind disk-tornado!"
Suddenly, a strong wind blew up in Qingdou Hall, and a huge storm tornado formed with Mu Nujiao's proud figure as the center. The sand and dust in the field danced with the wind, making the originally invisible wind tornado outline a shocking shape.
Mo Fan's hair danced in the wind, and he no longer had any hairstyle to speak of. In order to avoid being sucked into the tornado, he firmly grasped the sideburns on the neck of the Phantom Wolf with both hands. The powerful suction of the tornado was so strong that even the Phantom Wolf could not avoid it. Its claws moved forward involuntarily, leaving long scratches on the ring.
Ye Feiyang sat in the corner like an old monk, not even a strand of his hair moving. He even popped sunflower seeds into his mouth from time to time. It was as if he and Mo Fan were in two different worlds.
The tornado in the field had no effect on him at all.
"Space system, it makes sense that someone with only the third level of initial cultivation in the mind system could reach the second level of spiritual power."
Ye Feiyang's method of resisting Tornado was instantly seen through by Dean Xiao. Dean Xiao touched his chin and nodded secretly.