Versatile Mage: I was reborn as Mo Fan

Mo Fan tightly grasped the Taia Sword. The ancient and powerful force that continuously came from the sword was like a surging tide, constantly impacting his heart, causing an irresistible strong impulse to surge from the depths of his heart.

He looked at the Shadow Clan elder with a determined gaze and proposed a sparring match.

Of course, he already had a plan in mind. This time, he wanted to have the competition without using the light-restraining ability, just to accurately understand the extent of his current real combat strength.

Facing the order from his new master Mo Fan, the Shadow Elder was extremely humble and respectful. He did not dare to show even the slightest intention of disobeying and immediately agreed without hesitation.

Then, he quickly and swiftly led Mo Fan to a unique dark arena.

This arena is located deep in the core of the Shadow Clan's territory, and is surrounded by a dark aura that is so dense that it is almost tangible, as if this is the ultimate gathering place for the dark forces of the entire dark plane.

The Shadow Clan elder gave a detailed introduction as he walked, claiming that this was the fighting arena that the Shadow Clan King had carefully built with his own hands with his supreme power, and that special and extremely powerful magical restrictions were cleverly set up inside it.

The magic of this magical restriction is that it can ensure that any fierce battle that takes place in this arena, no matter how huge the scale of the battle is, or how violent the energy fluctuations are, will never cause even the slightest impact and ripples on the outside world. It is a well-deserved excellent actual combat training venue.

Mo Fan slowly stepped into the fighting arena. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he could keenly feel an extremely strong and murderous aura rushing towards him like a surging wave, causing his skin to unconsciously tighten slightly.

He then clenched his hands suddenly, and in an instant, a dazzling cold light flashed like lightning, and the Taia Sword appeared in his hand in an instant like an awakened ancient mythical beast.

Along with the appearance of the Taia Sword, the powerful force seemed to have really split the surrounding inky darkness into a clearly visible crack. A faint light penetrated through the crack, but was quickly swallowed up by the darkness again.

The Shadow Elder stood steadily at the other end of the arena. He slowly raised his hands, and the dark power began to condense rapidly in his palms like black smoke.

As the power of darkness continued to gather and compress, a huge black sickle emitting a cold light gradually emerged. Ancient runes were engraved on the sickle, and as the runes flashed, a chilling aura was faintly revealed.

Mo Fan was the first to launch an attack. His figure was like a ghost, extremely fast, and he was in front of the Shadow Elder in an instant.

The Taia sword drew a graceful and powerful arc in the air, bringing with it a burst of sharp and piercing sword energy and crackling thunder power, sweeping towards the Shadow Elder like a raging storm.

Wherever the sword energy and thunder force passed, the space seemed to be slightly distorted, making a slight "sizzling" sound.

The Shadow Elder remained calm and composed in the face of Mo Fan's swift attack.

He held the black sickle firmly in both hands and swung it hard. A huge and thick dark shield instantly appeared in front of him.

The surface of the shield was like an extremely smooth black mirror, which easily blocked Mo Fan's sword energy and thunder force. Only a few faint and almost imperceptible ripples appeared on the surface of the shield. It was as if Mo Fan's powerful attack was like an ant trying to shake a tree, and it was unable to cause any substantial damage to it.

Then, the Shadow Elder seized the brief moment when Mo Fan's attack missed and quickly launched a counterattack.

He held the black sickle tightly in both hands and swung it forward fiercely. In an instant, several black energy tentacles emerged silently from the ground like nimble poisonous snakes, and entangled Mo Fan's limbs with bared fangs and claws.

These energy tentacles emitted a strange black light, carrying an evil force that could devour everything. Seeing this, Mo Fan was not panicked at all. The space force around him fluctuated slightly, and with the help of the magical effect of the space force, his body jumped high like a light swallow, and turned over in the air, skillfully avoiding the attacks of the tentacles that followed him like a shadow.

At the same time, he swung the Taia sword in his hand downward, and a sword blade energy condensed by black flames shot out from the tip of the sword like an arrow.

The energy of the black flame sword contained an extremely high temperature, as if everything in the world was melting instantly. Wherever it passed, the air was burned and made a sizzling sound.

As soon as the black flame sword energy came into contact with those dark tentacles, it was like a hot knife cutting through butter, instantly annihilating those dark tentacles and turning them into wisps of black smoke that dissipated in the air.

Then, taking advantage of this momentum, Mo Fan swung the Taia Sword in his hand quickly again. Several black flaming sword blades whizzed towards the Shadow Elder like meteors chasing the moon.

"Swish, swish, swish!!!" The sword blade cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

The Shadow Clan elder reacted extremely quickly and dodged to the side. The flaming sword blades flew past him almost sticking to the corners of his clothes, leaving a clear and charred mark on the ground.

However, what is amazing is that the charred marks only appeared for a moment, and then, under the influence of the special environment and magical restrictions of the arena, they disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared.

Mo Fan was secretly amazed in his heart. It was indeed worthy of the Shadow King’s generosity. The defense of this fighting arena was simply difficult to estimate using conventional methods.

You know, the power of this seemingly casual sword just now is equivalent to the full-strength attack of a super-class magic. It is enough to cause huge damage in the outside world, but here it only leaves a fleeting trace.

After making sure that the durability of this venue was enough to support a fierce battle, Mo Fan no longer had any concerns. He began to slowly channel the fusion power he had mastered into the Taia Sword.

With the continuous infusion of fusion power, the blade of Taia Sword glowed brighter and brighter, like an energy star that was about to explode.

“Shuashuashua!!!”

Mo Fan tightly grasped the Taia Sword with both hands, shouted loudly, and swung the sword out with all his might.

This time, the energy blade released by his swing of the sword was a sword blade energy formed by the perfect fusion of the two powerful elements of thunder and fire.

The energy blade was surrounded by leaping lightning and burning flames. The energy of the sword blade, which was a fusion of lightning and fire, was extremely fast and its power was astonishing. It instantly broke through the defense that the Shadow Elder had set up before.

In the face of this powerful force, the Shadow Elder's shield was like fragile glass and shattered in an instant.

However, the Shadow Elder was by no means an ordinary person. At this critical moment, the black sickle in his hand continued to burst out with terrifying demonic power.

The demonic power surged towards Mo Fan like a black tide.

The Shadow Elder raised the black sickle in his hand high. Under the infusion of demonic power, the sickle instantly became extremely huge. Then he slashed it directly, and the dark power collided head-on with Mo Fan's lightning and fire energy blade.
(End of this chapter)