Chapter 103: The Great War Resumes

After the Chunyuan Dou Qi broke through to the three-star fighter, Mo Fan secretly thought to himself, if he used the 'Qi Star Eruption' again, he should be able to raise the level of the Dou Qi to the level of a small five-star fighter.

At that time, coupled with the purity of Chun Yuan's fighting spirit, and his strong Qianshi body strength, he may be able to easily sweep many of the lower classes in the class battle!

Falling asleep with this sense of satisfied joy, the boy was woken up by Yuan Eighteen, who was in the same room, when the golden sunlight shone into the room the next day.

"Hey, Mo Fan, Yun Mo Fan, the third son, get up!"

Yuan Eighteen, who was tidy up, had a ruddy face and a full of energy, standing by the bed and shouting at Mo Fan.

After seeing that the boy still didn't move, the spiritual power in Yuan Eighteen's hand surged, turned into a thin chain, and 'snapped' through the quilt and pumped to Mo Fan's buttocks: "Damn, you lazy pig, don't get up and leave first!"

"What... Roast suckling pig ......"

Mo Fan pouted his lips twice, turned over, and turned into the appearance of lying on his back on the bed.

Yuan Eighteen was so angry that he was about to smoke, suddenly thought of something, paused, and sighed secretly that fortunately he didn't pull this whip, otherwise Chang'an City would be missing a vein in the future!

Sins and sins, monks can't do such hurtful things.

The boy folded his hands and silently recited two sentences of sin, then lowered his body to the side of the bed, dragged the quilt and scooped up Mo Fan, the young man in his sleep woke up with a spirit, looked at Yuan Eighteen beside him, and was stunned for a long time, then he remembered that he was already a formal dormitory student of the college today.

"Damn, old ape, why didn't you call me earlier? How long will the class battle start!"

Mo Fan put on his clothes in a panic and shouted to Yuan Eighteen, while at the same time, he got up from the bed and quickly trotted to the sink to tidy up his personal hygiene.

"I want to call you up early, you are like a dead pig, the old man has called you eight times, when did you not look at the sky outside, muttering what the sun is still bathing, the morning return to the cage is a gift from the gods, etc., turn over and fall asleep again!"

Yuan 18 pointed to the curtain that had been pulled up by the window, and said angrily: "If you kid can see the sun through this curtain, then I recommend you to go to our school's medical rescue college to find a therapist who can see your eyes, so that the family can treat your eyes well!"

"I don't like to hear that," Mo Fan rinsed his mouth and said with a whining, "The light of the Sun Father-in-law is everywhere, can you see things clearly without relying on the light!"

"You don't accept the night vision eye of labor and management...!"

"Blind your sister's night vision!"

Mo Fan and Yuan Eighteen were fighting, and at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Yan Jie's scholarly voice floated in from outside: "Two of you, hurry up and go, Lord Shizi is already impatient." ”

When the two people who were fighting in the house heard this, they were all stunned, and they opened the door in disbelief, and sure enough, they saw Chang Le standing at the door with a proud face, looking ahead without squinting.

Dizzy, His Royal Highness the Prince will really wait for someone...

After washing, Mo Fan put on a big hat to cover his faint spiritual power fluctuations, and walked outside the house with Yuan Eighteen.

On the way to the martial arts arena, the atmosphere between the four people was quite awkward, Yan Jie walked in the middle with a spring breeze on his face, unaware of the solidified air around him, Yuan Eighteen and Chang Le both had their small faces raised to the sky, each ignoring the other, and occasionally His Royal Highness the Prince would cast a hateful gaze at Mo Fan, who just didn't see it.

It's okay to stare at him, don't scold him, scold him and he'll be angry...

This is the rule of Mo Fan walking the rivers and lakes.

Finally, in the unstable atmosphere all the way, among the crowds that gradually merged, Mo Fan and the others finally came to the big martial arts arena of the Yanfu Campus through the teleportation array.

From a distance, countless tall platforms and protective shields shrouded in the top are like a huge giant egg with cracks on the surface standing between heaven and earth!

The Great Martial Arts Arena was not even inside the Yanfu Campus, but was located on the edge of the Doudou Belt and the Qiyu Belt alone.

The tragic air floated endlessly in front of the martial arts stage, making this huge martial arts arena that had been killed and fought for a long time even more magnificent and extraordinary.

Mo Fan and the others were almost the last batch of students to arrive, and according to the order of the academy and class ranking, the four of them and the second class of Fu Seal where they were placed were placed in the top group A of the ten heavenly stems, representing the expectations of the academy and the favorites to win the championship in points.

In the arena of martial arts, eight huge platforms rose from the ground, standing in front of hundreds of millions of spectators and students, allowing people to look up.

The seats of tens of thousands of classes in the sixteen colleges have been adjusted by the Sumeru mustard seed method of the Great Space Master, and they are folded and intertwined in the space, so that the huge viewing platform area can accommodate countless hundreds of millions of students.

And each student's position can be folded through the space, see the situation on each battle platform, pay attention to the small details in each battle, what a powerful means......

If the people who set up this spatial array wanted to kill the students, it might only take a thought to kill tens of millions of students easily!

In the past, Mo Fan didn't believe that there were cultivators who could defeat ten thousand with one, but now Mo Fan felt that one against ten thousand was a joke.

The power of one person can break 10 million.

The flames in Mo Fan's chest burst out, burning with a yearning for the supreme realm, one day, can he also reach that realm......?

The boy was in a trance, and he only felt that the world he knew was changing, and the heavens and the earth were in a trance.

I don't know which is stronger or weaker between this person and the village owner?

Just as he was thinking about this question, a magnificent voice sounded in the viewing platform area, instantly suppressing the whispers of hundreds of millions of noisy and shocked students.

"Students, please be quiet, I am Tao Jingren, the vice principal of this school, this space array is one of the masterpieces that I am quite complacent in my life, you can rest assured that the security level is as good as possible, it is the overlord of the bean belt to come, everyone please look at the many deans and vice deans around the old decay through the space projection, with them, no one can hurt my Qinglong students!"

Hearing this, many students turned their heads and looked at the shocking and inexplicable figures on the main stage, where a carved dragon square table stood in front of the stage, behind the desk, quietly sitting more than a dozen dean-level giants, at the forefront, Tao Jingren, the vice principal of the Yanfu campus, was leisurely independent, covering his robe sleeves with his hands, behind him, a piece of 'heaven and earth into my arms' atmosphere, which was daunting.