After a moment of dead silence, furious curses erupted like thunder.
"Damn it! I can't stand arrogant bastards like him. Come on, guys, let's take him down together!"
The more hotheaded students were already on their feet, itching to charge into the Iron Cage barrier.
"He has no idea what he's getting himself into!"
The more calculating students merely snorted, mockery flashing in their eyes.
Pearl Academy was full of hidden talent. Every year, a few freshmen reached the Intermediate Level, though they rarely bothered to enter the Beast Fighting Competition.
But after Mo Fan's provocation, did he really think those hidden powerhouses would sit quietly while a clown like him strutted around?
"I'm going up there to beat him so badly his own mother won't recognize him!"
"He dares to act crazier than me, Long Aotian? One smirk from me and he's finished!"
"You Summoning System students think you're even half as strong as us Fire Element students?"
"Putting show-offs in their place is my specialty!"
The entrance was suddenly packed.
Mo Fan stood in the center of the arena, hearing curses pour down from every section of the stands.
There were over ten thousand people in the stadium. Wherever he looked, a thousand gazes met his, while voices rolled in from every direction. It was an overwhelming experience unlike anything he had known.
With a few words, he had ignited the fury of more than five thousand freshmen.
But with such a perfect opportunity before him—a chance to claim all the freshmen's cultivation resources at once—how could he let it slip away without even trying?
Even the heirs of great families probably never had a chance to seize so many resources in one stroke!
The moment he made up his mind, there was no turning back. *Come on,