A trace of surprise obviously flashed across Mo Fan's face, Nangong Ye was in the same village as him, and he was also in the same place as the magic value test, but he didn't expect that in just one month, he would be promoted from the black copper five-star to the silver realm, and he realized the magic skill.

Nangong Ye's cultivation speed makes people sigh, he is a person with a city government, and he has never heard him say that he has been promoted to a higher level on weekdays.

After being surprised, he pale and said, "Come on, I hope that after today, you won't play those little tricks in secret." ”

"Huh. ”

Nangong Ye sneered twice, the blue magic power had already appeared in him, and in the face of Mo Fan, he would not be merciful.

Mo Fan agreed to use his magic power and unfold his stance to make a fighting posture.

Nangong Ye is a battle mage like himself, and his shortcomings are his own shortcomings. Battle mages need to constantly adjust their position, which is a great drain on mana.

In addition, in order for a battlemage to fully burst into combat power, he must have a weapon, and only a spear.

There are only war spears, suitable for the skills of battle mages and hand-to-hand combat, which are the eternal principles of the continent, recorded in the book.

Nangong Ye shot instantly, and after condensing the magic power in the palm of his hand, he attacked Mo Fan. Judging by his punches, the power of this punch is not small.

Mo Fan blessed his magic power all over his body, wandering around the arena, and the people below couldn't help but stare at him.

"What about the fight, how did it turn into a chase?"

"This one is called Mo Fan, he was so crazy before, but now he only knows how to run, shouldn't he be afraid?"

"It's just..."

All kinds of disdainful voices came, Ou Jian was the first to be unwilling, and dared to slander the boss, and immediately stood up and said: "What do you vulgar people know? This is called tactics, tactics! My boss is in the silver four-star realm, will he be afraid of a Nangong night?"

"Silver four-star, you just blow it, if he is a silver four-star, then I am still a legendary powerhouse. ”

Looking at Nangong Ye, who was chasing after him, Mo Fan suddenly turned around gorgeously and went out with one hand.

The sudden change caught Nangong Ye off guard, and this punch landed firmly on him.

Ou Jian was right, temporarily retreating is a kind of tactic, when he heard Nangong Ye's arrogant words, Mo Fan knew that he was a very arrogant person. Just now, I was just playing with him casually.

Nangong Ye wouldn't think so, because after being punched by Mo Fan, his heart was extremely unbalanced, and today he wanted to trample Mo Fan under his feet with absolute crushing momentum.

"I won't give you a chance. ”

Nangong Ye said coldly, and raised his hand forward to make a holding gesture, and the purple light appeared and disappeared in his hand. A short time later, a war spear glowing with purple light appeared.

Mo Fan's face couldn't help but sink, but everyone in the audience couldn't settle down anymore.

"It's... This is... Ziwu!"

I don't know who was shocked by this sentence, the audience was completely quiet at the moment, and the sound of breathing was mixed with the excitement of patience, and in Nangong Ye's hand, there was actually a handful of Ziwu.

Ou Jian's eyes widened, with a look of disbelief, how could he not know the level of the weapon? The weapon in Nangong Ye's hand was not just as everyone said, a purple martial art?

"No matter what fancy you have, under absolute strength, all are vulnerable. Nangong Ye smiled proudly, very satisfied with everyone's expressions.

"Do you know what this is? It's a purple martial art!"

Nangong Ye continued to smile proudly, looking at Mo Fan like that, I was afraid that he didn't even know what Ziwu was. As a battle mage, what Mo Fan knew, how could he Nangong Ye not know? Not only that, even what Mo Fan didn't know knew knew that he couldn't lose this battle.

Unexpectedly, Mo Fan really didn't expect that Nangong Ye would be able to take out Ziwu. Although he is the grandson of the village chief, they don't have the financial resources to buy Ziwu, that is, this Ziwu was given to him by someone else.

"Haha, dumbfounded, aren't you? Let you see the power of Ziwu. ”

After speaking, Nangong Ye rushed over with a war spear in his hand. With a sweep, and then a strong dragon press, with a war spear in his hand, Nangong Ye's strength instantly burst out.

A battle mage's best means of attack is the spear he wields.

Mo Fan had to withdraw the magic power of his whole body, and only condensed a small amount of magic power on his feet, so that he could avoid the rapid consumption of magic power, and he could dodge and dodge Nangong Ye's attack.

In the round of consumption just now, the mana value in his body was only about one-half.

Nangong Ye pressed forward step by step, and the spear slashed past Mo Fan from time to time.

"Hide, I'll see how long you can hide, spin the dragon's teeth!"

Everyone only felt that a fierce magic power suddenly gushed out of Nangong Ye's body, and then they saw his body retreat one meter, and then turned around, and the war spear in his hand slashed towards Mo Fan.

With the momentum of the whirlwind, coupled with the magic technique dragon teeth, there was already a sharp blue power on the tip of the war spear.

"Bang!"

The mist surged, covering the entire arena, Nangong Ye's first magic skill actually burst out with such momentum, presumably it was very powerful, Mo Fan was afraid that this time it would be more than lucky.

Li Muran and Ou Jian looked at the scene on the field with anxious faces, and secretly worried about Mo Fan in their hearts.

"Mo Fan, you're done. ”

A blue phantom appeared in the mist, and judging from the war spear he was holding, this must be Nangong Ye.

"Really?"

Another voice came from the mist, and Li Muran was suddenly surprised, it was Mo Fan's voice just now.

"You... No way!"

Nangong Ye's tone was a little flustered, the blow just now almost used up all of his mana value, and it was impossible for Mo Fan to take it.

The mist slowly dissipated, and everyone in the audience held their breath. After the fog completely cleared, Nangong Ye stood there with a war spear in his hand.

What was surprising was that Mo Fan was still standing, holding a long war spear in front of him, and a crystal purple light flashed from the war spear in his hand.

"Ziwu, it's actually Ziwu, and Mo Fan actually has a Ziwu in his hand. ”

"Ziwu is so worthless now?"

The crowd suddenly exploded, and the voices of many discussions continued to rise, and Ou Jian looked at Mo Fan with confused eyes.

"Old... The boss is really hidden, there is actually a handful of Ziwu in his hand, does he still have other things hidden? No, when it is over, I have to ask him. ”

Ou Jian said endlessly, and Li Muran covered his mouth and laughed.

"Sister-in-law, why don't you think the Ziwu in the boss's hand is strange at all?"

Li Muran smiled faintly and said, "What's so strange about this, I already knew that he had a purple martial art." ”

"Huh?"

Ou Jian was embarrassed now, looking at Mo Fan on the stage, his face was suspicious and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Mo Fan stood up straight, looked at Nangong Ye's heavy face, and said with a light smile: "That's right, that blow just now has already consumed the mana value in your body, right?"

Nangong Ye's face was gloomy, and he asked coldly, "How can you have Ziwu in your hands?"

He was still curious about how Mo Fan could take his blow just now, but he never thought that Mo Fan also had a purple martial in his hand.

Although Ziwu's blessing to the battle mage is more than a star and a half, but Mo Fan also has Ziwu in his hand, then it is no wonder that he can take his own attack.

is also a battle mage, and has a purple martial arts battle spear, but Mo Fan's magic value is higher than him, and Mo Fan takes his attack, which is normal.

Although he was extremely reluctant to admit it, he really lost at this moment, and the gap between him and Mo Fan was only as long as the magic value of those stars, and this time he was too desperate.

"That's all for me to see this fight, I hope you don't play those little tricks in the future. ”

Mo Fan said lightly, and then walked off the arena, Ou Jian immediately stepped forward and said: "Boss, I didn't expect you to hide so deeply, there is a Ziwu that doesn't tell me, tell me, what good things are you still hiding?"

Mo Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly, "When did I hide something?"

"Then why didn't I know you had Ziwu?"

Mo Fan: "......"

Too lazy to talk to this guy again, Mo Fan and Li Muran walked out of the crowd quietly, and Nangong Ye walked off the stage at this time, looking at Mo Fan's eyes becoming more and more gloomy.

Now, Nangong Ye is estimated to stop making trouble for a while.

On the way, several people chatted about Nangong Ye's first magic skill at that time, and several people couldn't help but be moved by the so-called magic skill in their hearts, even Mo Fan.

If he awakens the first magic skill, his strength will definitely increase a lot, but how to realize this magic skill, Mo Fan has no clue in his heart.

Back in the dormitory, everyone praised again, Mo Fan said casually, and sat on his bed.

For the next few days, Mo Fan was thinking about magic skills, and on this day, a middle-aged man entered his eyes.

"You're Mo Fan. The middle-aged man stopped Mo Fan and said.

Mo Fan nodded, "You have something to do with me?"

"Come with me. ”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he didn't wait for Mo Fan to agree, and turned away. Mo Fan hesitated for a moment, but decided to follow the man and see what he was going to do.

This is the academy, so you don't have to worry about your own safety.

When he came to an office with the man, he turned around and looked Mo Fan up and down, and only after about half a minute did the man speak.

"I'm a teacher in the academy, you can call me Teacher Leng Shuang. ”

"Teacher Leng Shuang, I don't know what to do with me?"

The self-proclaimed Leng Shuang in front of him, Mo Fan had never seen it, he took the initiative to find himself, there was only one possibility.

Leng Shuang stared at Mo Fan, his gaze as if he was interrogating a prisoner, "I want to know, how can you have Ziwu in your hands? As far as I know, you come from a poor village." ”

As he spoke, Leng Shuang picked up a piece of paper from the table, on which was Mo Fan's detailed information.

"Sure enough..."

Mo Fan said in his heart, just now he was guessing why the academy teacher would find him, and Mo Fan's first thought was the Ziwu in his hand.

At the beginning, his father told him not to show Ziwu easily, but today he still took it out. Many Golden Magicians may not be able to have a Purple Martial in their hands, and the appearance of Purple Martial in the hands of a nine-year-old Silver Wizard can indeed attract attention.