Beast Fighting Competition (Part Two)

Stillness!

Silence so complete you could hear a pin drop!

The air across the arena seemed to freeze, and so did the expressions of more than ten thousand students and teachers.

"Fucking incredible!!!"

"Mo Fan, I'm with you all the way!!!"

An excited roar suddenly rang through the arena. Everyone turned toward the man shouting with his fist raised.

Zhou Sining was completely caught up in the thrill of witnessing a legendary moment. That was so fucking cool!

What Mo Fan had said was so fucking cool!

Only someone who had been there could understand how much nerve and courage it took to say something that outrageous.

He thumped his chest. "Wipe the floor with all of them! Dinner's on me tonight!"

Even Mo Fan hadn't expected anyone to cheer him on.

The man's support gave him even more confidence. "Thanks, brother! What's your name?"

"Zhou Sining!"

"You little punk?!" Mo Fan was startled and delighted.

Ever since he'd received Zhou Sining's photo, he'd been messaging him nonstop. But his junior had replied, "I'm with my crush," and gone silent.

He hadn't expected Zhou Sining to stand up for him at such a crucial moment.

That was his dear junior for you. What a loyal guy!

"All right, I won't distract you. You've got this!"

"Don't worry. I'm definitely taking you up on that dinner!" Mo Fan looked more arrogant than ever.

The moment he finished speaking, the whole arena erupted!

A moment ago, the school had been so quiet it was as though Ice Magic had frozen it solid. Now it boiled over, and shrill cries rang out without end.

For fuck's sake, Mo Fan, you still had a hundred and fifty people to beat. How could you be so sure you'd win that dinner?

Did the school's ten thousand or so new and returning students mean nothing to you?!

What was so great about a lousy Ghost Wolf Beast in its advanced stage?!

And you, Zhou Sining, what the fuck were you butting in for?

No one had seen you go down there and cast a single spell. All you'd done was yell from the stands.

Real impressive! Anyone could talk big!

I could say I'd take on two hundred people alone without a Summoned Beast!

"Fuck, I can't stand people like this. You think the Summoning System makes you special? Come on, guys! Let's take him down!"

Some of the more hotheaded students had already risen to their feet, itching to charge into the arena.

"He has no idea what he's up against."

Mockery flashed in the eyes of some of the more calculating students.

Pearl Academy was a place full of hidden talent. Luo Song, an Intermediate Mage, had already stepped forward. There were bound to be others at the Intermediate Level.

Every year, Intermediate Mages appeared among Pearl Academy's new students, though they naturally wouldn't join an event like the Beast Fighting Competition without good reason.

But after Mo Fan said that, did he really think those hidden powerhouses would sit quietly and watch him strut around like some ridiculous clown???

The entrance to the arena was packed, and the insults grew louder by the moment.

In the stands, Zhou Sining felt the stares of students all around him.

Some were angry, some contemptuous, and some were just watching the show. Without exception, they all thought he was an idiot.

With Mu Nujiao sitting beside him, the boys nearby were practically shaking with rage. How had an idiot like him gotten lucky enough to sit next to her?

Zhou Sining knew full well that if Mu Nujiao hadn't been beside him, a few of those boys might already have rushed him.

He slowly sat down under their stares without showing a trace of fear.

What a joke. Could these students be scarier than the waves of rotting corpses and skeletal specters beneath the Outer City Wall?

"You two have some nerve!" Ai Tutu said, horrified and impressed.

On one hand, she genuinely thought Mo Fan had bitten off far more than he could chew by declaring war on the entire school.

On the other, his courage and nerve in challenging everyone had shaken her to the core.

And Zhou Sining, the only person to stand up for Mo Fan while the whole arena was in Stillness, deserved to be called brave.

After all, that shout had drawn plenty of hostility away from Mo Fan.

"I got carried away. I didn't cause you two any trouble, did I?" Zhou Sining asked.

"It doesn't affect me." Mu Nujiao smiled, unconcerned.

Ai Tutu waved a hand. "It's fine. Those stupid boys wouldn't dare bother us. But you should watch out afterward. They're petty."

"Don't worry. If they come after me, I'll teach them what it means to keep a low profile!" Zhou Sining said with a confident smile.

"There's nothing low-profile about what you just said," Ai Tutu muttered.

Beside her, Mu Nujiao kept her composed smile. Zhou Sining's boast hadn't made her think any less of him.

She had seen how powerful Zhou Sining's Fire Element was. His second-level Earth Fiend alone surpassed the third-level Nine Palaces in raw power.

And that wasn't even counting his small Gangsha Domain.

A Domain!

Even at the Advanced Level, having a Domain or not made a world of difference.

Add Zhou Sining's extraordinary control over flames, and fighting mages at his own level was practically unfair!

Mu Nujiao still couldn't forget the sight of Zhou Sining standing at the center of a sea of white flames, effortlessly splitting Earth Fiend into four.

Below the Advanced Level, mages' spells were largely alike.

Aside from the different properties granted by magical equipment or Spirit Seeds, their actual forms rarely varied much.

Take Fierce Fist: Heaven-Shaking Blast. Nearly every Intermediate Fire Mage cast it as a fist of flame.

Only someone with exquisite control over their power could reshape it to follow their will!

As long as Zhou Sining set up his Domain in time, his Fire Element alone would make him unbeatable among mages of his own level!

"BOOM!!!"

A deafening peal of thunder suddenly shook the arena!

Up ahead, an enormous purple Thunderbolt plunged from the storm clouds, aimed straight at Bai Cangfeng, the young master of the Bai Family who had just entered the arena.

The Thunderbolt fell like a dragon, carrying destruction down with it. Before it had even landed, cracks spread across the ground!

BANG!

The cracked ground shattered!

The Thunderbolt was swift and overwhelming, worthy of its reputation as the strongest single-target spell at the Intermediate Level.

It had not only sent the arrogant Bai Cangfeng sprawling in terror, but also crushed the pride of many new students watching.

Only now did they understand why this Summoning System mage had dared to stand there and challenge every new student.

He wasn't just a mage with an advanced-stage Summoned Beast. He was also one hell of an Intermediate Lightning Mage!

Lightning was his primary element. The Summoning System was only his secondary!

"That lightning was brutal. Even if Bai Cangfeng hadn't been caught off guard, he probably couldn't have beaten him, right?" Ai Tutu said, still startled.

"No, he couldn't," Mu Nujiao said, confirming her guess.

Mu Nujiao was known as a battle fanatic among Magic City's prominent families and had fought almost everyone. Naturally, she knew how strong Bai Cangfeng and the others were.

"Your friend's amazing! He hasn't used a single piece of magical equipment, and he's really close to beating a hundred and fifty people!" Ai Tutu said excitedly.

By this point, Ai Tutu no longer dared underestimate Mo Fan. She admired him from the bottom of her heart.

Mu Nujiao was much calmer. After meeting a monster among monsters like Zhou Sining, Mo Fan's performance was impressive, but it didn't shake her quite as much.

She did want to spar with him, though.

"199!"

Dean Xiao's booming voice told every new student at the school that only one spot remained.

One last chance to challenge Mo Fan!