Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

Chapter 263. Champion, No. in the School
"Darkness breaks!"

Astraea slashed out with her sword, and the world was dark, but a ray of light from the dawn tore it apart. It was narrow, sharp, and swift, and the entire radiance was cold. It brought not the hope of dawn, but the beginning of despair and death in the next dark era! !

There is no way to avoid it. This sword has no trajectory at all, nor any angle or direction. It will definitely hit the target it is locked on to. The Sword of Dawn is so powerful that even some super-class mages can't help but gasp!

"Sword of the Fiery Sun!"

Mo Fan also swung his giant sword with all his strength and slashed down!

Originally, this place was filled with complete darkness, but when Mo Fan's Sword of Holy Light appeared, Asharuya was completely suppressed.

The power of darkness was suppressed by nearly half again!
The Dark Sword and the Holy Light Flame Sword disappeared together at this moment!
The darkness that filled the entire battlefield dissipated in an instant, releasing a golden holy light!
"Fufufufu~~~~!!!"

"Rumble!!!"

Just when people thought that these two huge magics were extinguishing each other, a cold white light suddenly flashed at the center of the battlefield. With a flash of white light, the terrifying elemental storm exploded in all directions!

Fortunately, this extremely terrifying energy did not surge upwards, otherwise the people standing on the cruise ship would have been hit by a wave of destruction!

Obviously, it makes sense that the final in Venice would be held on such a small island.

After this attack, the entire island seemed to be torn apart, and the area around Mo Fan and Asharuya was in ruins!

In the destroyed battlefield, Astraea, wearing black armor, stood gracefully and proudly. Her light silver mask had been taken off, and the expression on her face was a bit majestic, which was very different from her usual charming appearance. .

Mo Fan, however, remained the same as before.

After a long while, Asharuya said, "No wonder you can fight me in this state. It turns out that you have already..."

Although she did not continue speaking, her playful look showed that after such a close confrontation, she had already realized that Mo Fan did not possess the strength of a high-level mage!

He is super class!

Although it was a little hard to accept, Asharuya was sure that she had not perceived it wrongly.

Mo Fan frowned. It was undeniable that he had used a flame that was twice as strong as before. Although the Holy Light was restrained, it was still of a high level. However, Asharuya's power was comparable to that of an orthodox monarch.

In this situation, how could he not use some extremely powerful means to resist this sword that was powerful enough to threaten a super-class wizard?

But she didn't expect that she would be noticed by this vixen!
“There’s no point in talking any more. Let’s continue?” Mo Fan did not choose to respond. This was his only option at the moment.

"Cuckoo~"

However, this foxy little thing smiled coquettishly and continued, "I think that as long as I tell others about your current situation, we won't have to fight anymore."

"If you do that, it won't be good for anyone, I promise." Mo Fan said calmly.

How could anyone threaten him, the Great Mo Fan?

Seeing Mo Fan's calm face, without any panic, Asharuya was a little unhappy. She then asked, "Aren't you afraid that your deeds will be exposed?"

Asharuya raised her eyebrows again: "Or will you wipe me out?"

"I won't kill you, but I won't let you have an easy time either. Even the Parthenon can't protect you. I don't want to do that to you, so I advise you not to make yourself unhappy."

Asharuya looked at Mo Fan. To be honest, she just needed to say that Mo Fan was a super-class mage.

So, even if he had just made a breakthrough or something else, he would be disqualified immediately.

Although Mo Fan's age is just within the scope of the school dispute, the Magic Association has a very clear rule that super-class mages are not allowed to participate in any fights. This kind of thing can be said to be big or small. If Asharuya makes a move, Mo Fan will definitely be finished.

Because, he could be said to be provoking the Magic Association. Seeing Mo Fan not panicking at all, she didn't understand why Mo Fan was so fearless?
Of course, Asharuya had no intention of reporting Mo Fan, she just wanted to scare him. But Mo Fan's attitude made her a little angry.

That is, during the period of silence when the two looked at each other, with the assistance of Winged Wolf, several Greek players had begun to be eliminated one after another.

The Greek players were indeed not weak, but with the addition of the great commander Yi Canglang, they were completely in a passive situation.
"you win!"

After Asharuya reacted, she left a word, dispersed the dark power, put away the sword in her hand, and walked out of the battlefield.

She walked slowly, and the black armor that was completely cold slowly disappeared from her body and turned into black mist. She also threw the silver mask on the ground and let it melt.

As she passed by Mo Fan, Asharuya stopped and said, "You owe me a favor."

Mo Fan didn't say anything when he saw this. He waited for the dispute between the two schools to be over. This little girl was showing off just now. There would be plenty of opportunities to pat her bouncy pig.

With Asharuya's exit, the game was completely declared over.

There is no way. Greece’s strongest lineup was completely defeated. What can it do even if there are substitutes?

Even Asharuya couldn't do anything to Mo Fan, so how could others do it?
Being able to become a saint, Asharuya is undoubtedly blessed. Daxia ranks first and wins the absolute victory in this competition.

In the next few days, everyone was completely liberated. Venice is a charming city. When the competition started, everyone was quite tense. After the final battle was over, they could also party in the water city of Venice for several days and nights.

"Damn it, I'm about to vomit. What kind of wine did that jerk Jiang Yu introduce to us? It tastes like cow dung and boiled water, and the aftereffect is so strong. I almost raped a 40-year-old dancer. That would be a lifelong pain for me!" Zhao Manyan finally woke up and started cursing.

“Brother, you may not know that the person who helped you back was not a woman.” Mo Fan felt that he needed to remind him.

"???"

Zhao Manyan looked at Mo Fan in disbelief.

Mo Fan nodded.

then
"vomit!!!"

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It took a long time for Zhao Manyan to recover from vomiting.

He then called Mo Fan to go out for a walk.

I don't know where the others went to have fun. Those who needed to hook up did so, and those who didn't hook up just hooked up on the streets of Venice. Anyway, the first-place team, if you stand still for a minute, someone will recognize you and throw themselves into their arms.

Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan did not need to hide anything. They were not movie stars or singers. Even if the world's academic competition attracted global attention, most people would not be able to recognize them on the street through long-distance broadcasts.

To put it bluntly, Mo Fan was speechless about this.

How come these people can't see my ferocious output?
"You called me here, do you have something to say?" Mo Fan asked.

"You can see this, are you the roundworm in my stomach?" Zhao Manyan looked surprised.

"Hold on tight."

(End of this chapter)