Several teachers were glaring, and Teacher Bai Mei said: "He has three whole departments to cultivate, the cultivation of the thunder system and the fire department is already high enough, if even the summoning department has reached the middle level, then this guy's cultivation speed is inevitably too terrifying." ”

Mo Fan still didn't use the mid-level summoning magic in the end, which made all the teachers breathe a sigh of relief.

I was almost scared to death by this guy, it's good to have no contract beasts.

Mo Fan's summoning system has actually reached the middle level, and he can already draw the star map of the summoning system very skillfully, the problem is that he doesn't have enough funds to buy a suitable contract beast.

The price of cultivating the strength of the contract beast to reach the level of the Swift Star Wolf is more than 40 million, and it doesn't make much sense to buy a young pet whose strength is not as good as that of the Swift Star Wolf.

On the playing field, Zhao Ji broke out in a cold sweat.

After discovering that Mo Fan did not have a contract beast, he couldn't help laughing, this challenge was well known to the whole school, and if he completely eliminated this big devil by himself, it would be a great improvement to his reputation, and he would pay more attention to himself in the family.

Zhao Ji knew that Mo Fan didn't have much combat power anymore, and he didn't give Mo Fan too much respite, and the mid-level magic of the fire system was already burning hot on his right fist.

Before he could ignite his mid-level magic, a curved shield of light appeared around him that enveloped him, and the golden light formed a 360-degree protection, protecting him perfectly.

Although Mo Fan's primary-level magic was powerful, it couldn't blast through Zhao Ji's light defense, plus this Zhao Ji was using a spirit-level light seed. The defense is much stronger.

What Mo Fan hated most was the mage who cultivated both fire and earth, and it was the same. The light system, which is known for its defensive ability, is also Mo Fan's least favorite encounter, and the light magic can even perfectly restrain his shadow power.

"Thunderbolt-Yaksha!"

Mo Fan directly used his mid-level abilities. Pointing obliquely at the night sky, a purple-black thundercloud quickly appeared above Zhao Ji, and as Mo Fan's fingertips flashed with thunder, a rough purple-black thunderbolt lightning in the thundercloud slammed into the ground with great dazzlingness.

When the lightning fell halfway, it split into countless fork-shaped bolts of lightning, like a black devil's claw tearing open the space, and the space trembled because of this force.

The power of Thunderbolt-Yaksha is amazing, and it can be regarded as the most powerful magic other than Fierce Fist-Nine Palaces, but this cunning Zhao Ji seems to have deliberately lured Mo Fan to use a medium-level magic that consumes magic energy, and when he saw Thunderbolt appear, he immediately extinguished all the flames on his right fist. Quickly drew the magic of the light system.

"Guangyou-Painted Wall!"

Streams of golden light quickly weaved above Zhao Ji, turning into a golden suspended wall of light with an arc.

The power of the thunderbolt slammed down on this wall of holy light, but it seemed to be absorbed, and the roar of the crowd that was originally enough to cause a huge destructive effect was suddenly and silently dissolved.

The purple-black thunder and lightning were constantly decomposed, turning into countless filaments that spread over the entire huge Guangyou-painting wall, and gradually, these filamentous thunderbolts began to disappear, and finally all of them were dissolved.

"You want to kill me in one go? Zhao Ji smiled sinisterly.

Mo Fan didn't care about Zhao Ji's provocation, he just stood in place. It looks like the oil has run out of oil.

"It's time to pay for your hubris. Zhao Ji's right fist rekindled flames.

The ring of flames that spread out in all directions converged on his wrist as Zhao Ji's star map was drawn, and the energy on his wrist was about to gush out.

"Fierce Fist-Earth Demon!" Zhao Ji is also a strong man with a spirit-level flame, and the power of his Fierce Fist-Earth Shatter belongs to the same level as Li Yujie.

The red flames lit up the arena, and Mo Fan had to use the Stygian Shield. And keep retreating, trying to avoid the terrifying power of the Fierce Fist-the most central part of the earth.

Although the Immortal Shield resisted most of the power for him, the hot Earth Demon Flower Petals still hit Mo Fan's body. Mo Fan's beloved blouse was quickly burned to ashes, revealing his burned chest.

Flames filled Mo Fan's body. If he was not comfortable, he already had the resistance to flames, and his body would have been burned beyond recognition.

What the Stygian Shield was able to hold back was the tremendous energy of the Earth Evil Flower that could incinerate a person's body to ashes. The spirit seed flame attached to Zhao Ji had a strong burning effect, but it couldn't resist it.

Mo Fan was injured, the flames made him grin in pain, and there were obvious signs of burns in several places on his body.

Zhao Ji saw that he had been injured by himself, and a smile appeared on his face, feeling that he was very close to victory.

His Guangyou-Painting Wall had disappeared, and in this case, he only had to give Mo Fan a punch and the fight would be completely over.

There was still a large area of dazzling flames burning in the arena of the Flower of the Earth, and Mo Fan, who had cast the Immortal Shield, stood in the midst of this fiery red, and the firelight reflected a strange smile on his face.

Suddenly, a spear-like spike in the shield flew out of the center of the shield without warning!!

This is the counterattack effect of the Stygian Shield, the Stygian Detachment Backstab!

It passed through the burning Flower of the Earth Evil, and in the blink of an eye, it had already appeared in front of Zhao Ji, who was a little proud.

The Shadow Detachment Backstab was like a cold sword that cut through the dark night, slashing through this area of flames and reddening, and Zhao Ji, who was still proud, didn't notice it at all, and only when the cold that could penetrate everything had already hit, he shouted badly.

"Rock barrier!" On the referee's seat, a brown element appeared in the hand of Teacher Wei Rong, who reacted very quickly.

Almost no one saw him draw a star map, and a rock barrier appeared in front of Zhao Ji.

"!!"

The stabbing stabbed through the rock defense fiercely, and the tip of the stab almost pierced Zhao Ji's face.

Zhao Ji broke out in a cold sweat frantically, his body froze there, looking at the rock protection in front of him with some incredulity, and looking at the Hidden Detachment Backstab that almost killed him with some horror.

"Zhao Ji, if you face demons, you will be dead. You lose, come down. Wei Rong snorted coldly.

Zhao Ji looked lost and depressed, how could he not have thought that Mo Fan, who had no combat effectiveness, would be dying like a poisonous scorpion, just because of a little slackness, he lost this crucial challenge.

He raised his head and saw Mo Fan, who still had obvious burns on his body, and forcibly supported a little bit of his dignity after defeat and said, "It's enough to let him be injured." (To be continued......)