Versatile Mage’s Companion True Dragon

"Are your hands itchy?"

Zhao Manyan muttered something silently.

Ye Feiyang walked along the ring and looked at the long line of freshmen who were eager to teach Mo Fan a lesson. Ye Feiyang shook his head and turned to leave.

There are too many people now. He will come back when there are fewer people.

And the finale appearance is naturally more likely to attract attention.

"Aren't your hands itchy? Why are you back?"

Zhao Manyan looked at Ye Feiyang who was walking back quickly and asked in confusion.

"There are too many people queuing down below. I'll wait for a while before going down."

Ye Feiyang sat in his seat with a calm face and said calmly.

Zhao Manyan nodded and continued to watch the battle below.

As time goes by, more and more people are defeated by Mo Fan.

ten, twenty

The speed at which challengers exit the field also gradually slows down.

And Ye Feiyang has been counting silently in his heart. When the 198th person was defeated by Mo Fan.

Ye Feiyang stood up slowly.

The disgraced Luo Song was sitting in the audience, glanced at Ye Feiyang's standing figure, and then looked at Mo Fan with hatred. I thought to myself.

"Let's see how arrogant you are this time."

If Luo Song had just looked down upon and resented Mo Fan before, then now he felt resentment.

As for why Luo Song did not leave for treatment, firstly, it was because he insisted, and secondly, the armor and magic equipment on his body protected his body when he was baptized by thunder, so Mo Fan's thunder was just for him to see. It just looks a little awkward. He wasn't seriously injured.

Ye Feiyang walked onto the ring, looked at Mo Fan with a half-smile, and said jokingly.

"Mo Fan, do you want my resources?"

Dean Xiao on the high platform saw Ye Feiyang coming on the stage, with a gentle smile on his face and a flash of interest in his eyes.

The Ghost Wolf looked at this double-faced man, with deep fear and vigilance in its eyes.

"This wave is really pretentious. If you pretend, you will shoot yourself in the foot."

After Mo Fan heard Ye Feiyang's words, he touched his nose with a hint of embarrassment on his face. He laughed twice and said.

"Feiyang, how is that possible? I just said that in passing. I will definitely not touch the resources of your spiritual system."

Hearing this, Ye Feiyang nodded, then turned around, looked towards the audience, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said loudly.

"I abstain. The next challenger can appear!"

"Who is this kid! He is so selfish, he only cares about his own interests, and he doesn't know how to get all my water resources back."

"This guy is wasting a spot!!!"

As soon as Ye Feiyang finished speaking, bursts of discussion broke out in the audience, all with the same tone, accusing and condemning Ye Feiyang.

Hearing Ye Feiyang's words, Luo Song's originally somewhat proud face suddenly froze. Then he said angrily.

"Ye Feiyang bullies the weak and fears the strong, you are nothing more than that!"

"This kid is really good"

After Dean Xiao heard that Ye Feiyang had obtained his own resources from Mo Fan, he said he would abstain and shook his head with a smile.

Although the audience was lively, no one wanted to be the last person on the stage.

Until a figure slowly walked into the field.

Mo Fan and Ye Feiyang looked at each other.

What came into view was a woman with a stunningly beautiful face and a graceful figure.

Especially those sharp eyes add a bit of heroism to the woman. It's hard to forget once you see it.

Ye Feiyang raised the corners of his mouth slightly when he saw the heroic and beautiful woman coming on stage.

"Munujiao!"

There were warm and loud voices from the audience.

"So she is Mu Nujiao."

Mo Fan looked at Mu Nujiao and murmured in a low voice.

"I'm here, why don't you leave?"

Mu Nujiao did not look at Mo Fan, but looked at Ye Feiyang aside, with a trace of doubt in her eyes, and said calmly.

"You don't have to worry about me beating you."

Ye Feiyang was stunned when he heard Mu Nujiao's words, then walked to a corner, sat down cross-legged, and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation. Then he took out the melon seeds from his arms. He ate as if there was no one around.

"You are the last challenger. Let me analyze it for you. If you win, it will only keep the resources of your department, and those resources can be distributed to you very little. But if I win you, I will get It’s the whole system, no, all the resources except the psychic system, why don’t we discuss it.”

Mo Fan looked at Mu Nujiao, rubbed his hands, with a philistine look on his face, and said.

"What discussion?"

When Mu Nujiao heard Mo Fan's words, her eyes showed a bit of confusion, and she asked doubtfully.

"That is, you admit defeat, and then after I get the resources, we will score 30-70."

Mo Fan looked at Mu Nujiao, his eyes flashing, and whispered.

"Mo Fan, please put away your little tricks. Mu Nujiao cannot be persuaded by you. She is the eldest daughter of the Mu family in the Demon City. How could she crack down on counterfeiting just because of the small profit you offer?" Race.”

Ye Feiyang looked at Mo Fan and said.

"Miss Mu family?"

Mo Fan muttered something in a low voice.

Mu Nujiao stood there with a calm face, and did not have any emotional fluctuations because Ye Feiyang pointed out her identity.

"He's right. If you want to take away resources, the only way is to defeat me."

Mu Nujiao looked at Mo Fan with a hint of fighting spirit in his eyes and said in a deep voice.

Originally she just wanted to be a spectator, but seeing Mo Fan's strong strength piqued her interest, and since no one was playing for a long time, she thought of playing.

"Mo Fan, hurry up, you're a grown man who's just dragging his feet, but other girls are more cheerful than you."

Ye Feiyang urged. Then he looked down at the few melon seeds in his hand. He muttered something quietly.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have given it to Zhao Manyan."

Even if Ye Feiyang didn't say anything, seeing that Mu Nujiao couldn't make sense, Mo Fan glanced at the ghost wolf beast behind him and was already ready to fight.

"Wind disk - tornado!"

Suddenly, a strong wind suddenly rose in the Qing Dou Pavilion, forming a huge tornado with Mu Nujiao's proud figure as the center. The sand and dust in the field danced with the wind, making this originally invisible wind tornado outline. A shocking figure.

Mo Fan's hair was dancing in the wind. He had no hairstyle for a long time. In order not to be caught in the tornado, he firmly grasped the hair on the neck of the ghost wolf beast with both hands. The strong suction of the tornado, even if it was the ghost, The wolf beast was also inevitable, its claws moved forward involuntarily, leaving long scratches on the ring.

Ye Feiyang, on the other hand, was sitting in the corner like an old monk, without even moving his hair, and even putting melon seeds in his mouth from time to time. It was like he and Mo Fan were in two different worlds.

The tornado in the field had no effect on him at all.

"In the space system, it makes sense that the spiritual system, which only has a preliminary third-level cultivation level, can reach the second level in mental power."

Ye Feiyang's method of resisting the tornado was instantly seen by Dean Xiao. Dean Xiao touched his chin and nodded secretly.