Lu Jun was slightly surprised when he heard this.

Uh-huh?! Why is Mo Fan so brave today? Before that, he repeatedly wanted to bully the young Mo Fan, take pictures to commemorate, and act as a black history to make fun of among friends.

Otherwise, the Evil Saint King may not be able to defeat him in the future!

It's a pity that Mo Fan, a kid and a ghost, never fights uncertain battles, and finds excuses to hide.

He looked the other party up and down, and suddenly understood, oh, it turned out that the sky was sunny and the rain had stopped, and he felt that he could do it again when he was promoted to the senior rank.

It seems that Mo Fan probably doesn't know his progress.

Hey, hey, wonderful, Lu Jun can only say that this is the only chance in this life to defeat Mo Fan, and the other party will definitely not be stupid to suffer again.

At this time, he suppressed his bad taste and couldn't show too eagerness, so as not to scare Xiao Mo Fan, so he said calmly: "Yes, please come on." ”

But Mo Fan was very cautious and said seriously: "This is just a competition between friends, don't you come to the real thing." ”

Zhao Manting on the side wanted to speak and stopped, he knew that Mo Fan had just come out and had been closed for a few months, and he didn't know that Lu Rentu had made another earth-shattering event.

He wanted to remind, but he inadvertently caught a glimpse of Chief Lu's indifferent warning eyes, so he gave up, alas, he couldn't stop being the dead.

Immediately, Mo Fan swaggered onto the stage, but the referee stopped at this time: "This classmate, wait, you are not the head of the department." ”

"Oh?" Mo Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "Who is the current head of the fire system?" ”

The referee replied, "Dongfang Lie." ”

"Hehe, is that guy?"

Mo Fan pointed to the thick-eyebrow man who was unconscious on the ground and was about to be carried away, and said disdainfully: "Can he be the chief?" ”

Thundered!

The next moment, he snorted coldly, his momentum soared, and a large area of purple flame rose behind him, mighty and mighty, and the breath of thunder and fire was intertwined, enveloping the audience, and the temperature in the hall rose suddenly, accompanied by bursts of numbness sweeping across the audience.

"This is ......" The referee teacher and the audience were shocked: "The fire system is high-level, and it is only a freshman who is high-level?!" ”

They originally thought that it was already good for Mingzhu to come out of Lu Jun, a once-in-a-century genius, but they didn't expect that someone was not weaker than him, and he was also Mo Fan, who had a very bad reputation and an obscene style.

"I can't accept it!"

There were some old opponents in the audience shouting, they don't look at the middle level two or three levels, but the high-level 100 million Galaxy Vein is the threshold that cannot be passed, and there is no guarantee of 100% promotion.

It can be said that Mo Fan has completely opened up the gap with everyone in Mingzhu Academy at this moment, and he is barely standing at the same height as Lu Jun.

"I'm a high-level fire system, am I qualified? That's the chief of the fire system. ”

Mo Fan saw that everyone was shocked, and said with a high spirit, he was secretly happy in his heart, and finally one day he could show himself in front of people.

Hey, hey, hey, what is the purpose of practicing so hard? Isn't it just smiling and proud of all beings, hugging beauties left and right, and walking towards the pinnacle of life.

Immediately, Director Wei of the Fire Courtyard who was in the front row of the audience next to him stood up and laughed: "Okay! Good! Good! Now Mo Fan is the chief of the Fire Courtyard. ”

The director of the hospital said so, and the referee teacher was speechless, so he naturally agreed.

On the other side, Lu Jun looked at Mo Fan, and was surprised in his heart, the other party really raised a fire spirit seed on the list, and it seemed that the situation was very good, stronger than [Mei Yan].

The main thunder and fire are extremely violent, which is too suitable for Mo Fan's fiery personality and the output magic of the thunder and fire dual system, and there must be a hole card that integrates with each other.

He couldn't help but look at Mo Fan, since he went to college, he hadn't paid attention to the other party.

I never thought that I would grow to this point unconsciously, and it is much stronger than the same timeline of the original book.

"Let's get started."

However, Lu Jun is still calm and calm, and he is not weaker than anyone in terms of talent.

Buzz!

The two sides stood on both sides for a moment, and Lu Jun stood with his hands in his hands, towering and motionless, his eyes flashing with black and red light, and the haze of curse primary-level fear came easily.

A hideous ghost head appeared out of thin air and bit the top of Mo Fan's head, the fourth-level magic + plus the spiritual power of the four realms is not weak.

Ah, Mo Fan was still controlling the magic, and his mind hurt, and he was interrupted to cast a spell.

"Sure enough, the curse system is a restraint magic, but I'm different, I just need a chance!"

Mo Fan's eyes were fierce, and the layers of silver dragon fish scales appeared all over his body, spreading upward, forming a mighty and noble battle skirt scale armor, and the contemplation necklace on his chest shimmered with a blue glow.

He wanted to forcibly resist the spiritual attack, release the destruction magic, and push Lu Jun in one breath, and quickly solve the battle.

In the void, the blue-faced and fanged ghost beast bit into the hard silver fish scale armor, and was shocked back by the double barrier of silver light and blue, almost dissipating into the air.

Bang!

In an instant, Mo Fan erupted, his hair flew, the slightest thunder and lightning flame entangled, a punch was punched, the ground in the ring shook, and nine purple pillars of thunder and flame rushed into the sky, attacking and killing the opposite side.

In order to pursue speed, he did not use the fire-type high-level magic [Sky Flame Funeral], which he was not yet proficient in, and planned to drag him into a protracted battle of contradictory attacks with continuous mid-level magic bombardment.

This is the realm that Mo Fan is most familiar with, he has four departments, and the two systems of thunder and fire are used alternately, which is enough to exhaust Lu Jun's high-level water system magic energy, and then the shadow department will win the game in one fell swoop.

Mo Fan played a good calculation, basically wrote the script well, and was full of confidence.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, his eyes widened, and he scolded: ", Lu Jun, when did you curse the system also be high-level, let's hang up, why didn't Lao Zhao Ling tell me." ”

I saw that the netherworld cave above Mo Fan's head opened, the yin wind was howling, and the terrifying curse power extinguished the nine flame pillars, and the blue-faced fanged ghost struggled to crawl out of hell, and the three-zhang tall ghost crawled out and clinged to his body.

Whoa!

The blue-faced ghost's claws pressed against Mo Fan's shoulders, colliding fiercely with the blue brilliance of the Condensing Demon Weapon and the silver brilliance of the Ichthyosaurus Armor.

Mo Fan's breathing became rapid, as if he was being pressed by a ghost, and he couldn't move, watching the cursed ghost thing eat away at his defenses little by little.

That's right, Lu Jun can read the star map, and the initial haze of fear is just the first ring effect in the entire high-level constellation, and the follow-up is perfectly connected to the ghost punishment, and the casting speed is almost the same as that of ordinary mages releasing middle-level magic.

In this case, Mo Fan wanted to suppress it by casting speed, but he was a fool.

Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, Lu Jun finally showed a malicious smile, and quickly depicted another ghost punishment, leaving no respite.

"I'm numb, I'm going to lose face, I was seconded with one move, I'm afraid this kid Lu Jun will laugh at me for a whole year."

Before Mo Fan fell into a coma, the last thought flashed: "I must work hard." ”

In a moment, the fish-scale armor on his body burst and broke, and one by one the blue-faced ghosts took advantage of the weakness to enter, severely wounding his soul, and he couldn't help but pass out, and fell to the ground.

Lu Jun approached, saw Mo Fan's face pale and fell to the ground, took out his mobile phone with great interest and took a photo, regarded it as black history, and posted it on Moments by the way.

"In the sophomore semester, late autumn, defeat Mo Fan, I hope you know."

(End of chapter)