Full-time mage's wife Mu Ningxue

Chapter 20 No evaluation
Ye Chenxi looked at the "poor" Mu Pingan with a scorched face, and said, "You mocked me, I was a little angry, so I got a little angry. You can take it as a natural talent."

After speaking, he waved his hand and left handsomely.

After hearing this explanation, Mu Ping'an's heart collapsed instantly, and he almost fell down in anger.

How could he believe Ye Chenxi's words, how could he have such a natural talent.

The winner has already left the field, how can the loser have the face to stay on the field?

Run far away with tail between legs.

The champion of the Promise Family's freshman competition is gone, God knows what punishment he will suffer when he goes back.The happy days of coming to this university are gone.

The Mu family never supported idlers, and Mu Ping'an took up resources but failed to meet expectations, so he had to make up for it in other ways.

Who can blame this?Who told him that he was unlucky to meet Ye Chenxi, a freshman who was different from ordinary people.

Mu Ping'an stopped in the semi-finals, and Ye Chenxi entered the final.

I don't know how many little girls in this huge fighting hall raised their voices and shouted: "Ye Chenxi male god."

"Senior Mu, what's your comment?" Lan Muchen didn't quite understand Ye Chenxi's fire. He was as puzzled as Mu Pingan, why Fanhuo could suppress Lingbing.

Mu Ningxue was also shocked. She herself is an Ice Mage born with Ice Spirit Seed.

What are her chances of winning against that ordinary flame?

Mu Ningxue didn't know, because she couldn't see through Ye Chenxi, and couldn't even tell whether it was the fire of the spirit seed that defeated Mu Ping'an.

"He is very strong." Mu Ningxue's evaluation only had three words, and it was limited to these three words.

Not to mention that she is an intermediate mage, even the principals on the high platform may not be able to see through Ye Chenxi's fire.

The dean of the Ice Institute coldly asked the dean of the Fire Institute: "What's going on?"

Dean Huo waved his hand and said with a smile: "How do I know his own strength?"

At this time, the middle-aged man in a fiery red short coat next to the head of the fire academy said enthusiastically, "President An, what's the boy's name?"

An Rufeng said: "We are from the Fire Academy, Ye Chenxi. Why does Master Ling have other intentions?"

Ling Xiuyuan, who is in his 30s, is like a high-spirited boy: "Mr. Ling is not talented, and the 33 fire department is only super-order three. He has a sky fire, and he is barely the top blacksmith in the country. I want to take that boy as a disciple. I wonder if Dean An can make it easier for you?"

An Rufeng's lowered face is a bit dark, in his 30s, the super-level three fire system, the fire of the sky seed, one of the best forging masters in China!
Why don't you sit here, the head of the fire academy!Lao Tzu is over 40 years old and only surpasses the second level of the fire element, and Tian Zhong can't even think about it!

"Okay, okay, Master Ling, I will take Chenxi to visit you in a few days." An Rufeng said, clenching her hands behind her back.

Ling Xiuyuan, an honorary professor of the Fire Institute of the Imperial Capital Academy, is one of the best blacksmiths in the country. Although he is only in his early thirties, he is almost at the top of his fire department. There are many people in the country who want to ask him to make a set of magic equipment.

It's just that I often hear that he has some special hobbies, but I don't know exactly what it is.

"Hmph." The dean of the Ice Academy snorted coldly, pulled his sleeves and left.

There were no students from the ice department in the next game and the final final, so she was not interested in watching it.

Master Ling Xiuyuan looked at the back of the director of the Bing Institute, and said to Director An: "Look, old An, I'm angry, you provoked it."

An Rufeng glared at Ling Xiuyuan, who was on fire, as if he wanted to eat him.

Immediately after that was the second round of the semi-finals, where the two mid-level mages would decide who would compete with Ye Chenxi for the championship.

Lan Muchen turned on his mobile phone to chat with Ye Chenxi and the others in the dormitory group. After exchanging a few pleasantries, he pointed at Mu Ningxue again.

This cold and proud girl just sat there and seldom moved. During the game, she watched the game seriously. During the intermission, she seemed to be in a daze. Lan Muchen probably consciously communicated with the stars in the spiritual world.

Lan Muchen quietly admired the girl's flourishing beauty, completely forgetting that she was in the noisy arena.

Mu Ningxue could naturally feel Lan Muchen's gaze, but nothing else could be seen in the boy's pure eyes.

Just like ordinary people enjoying the beautiful scenery.

"What are you thinking?" Mu Ningxue couldn't hold back, and asked inexplicably.

"Senior Mu's contact information." Lan Muchen was sincere and straightforward.

Mu Ningxue frowned, staring at the young man with icy eyes, and said, "Do you like me?"

The boy's expression froze, as if he was frozen, his brain was running fast, thinking about why the senior sister asked this question, and whether he liked her.

After staring at each other coldly for a while, Lan Muchen finally said the answer: "I don't know."

Mu Ningxue frowned, and asked again: "Then why do you always want my contact information instead of looking for other girls?"

Lan Muchen thought for a long time again: "I don't know, I just want my senior, maybe she is beautiful."

He said it completely from the heart, and he didn't mean to lie or deceive the girl.

Whether he likes it or not, Lan Muchen doesn't know. Apart from knowing her name "Mu Ningxue", he doesn't know anything else, so how can he know whether he likes it or not?
When he wanted to contact her, it might be because of the beauty of the other party, or it might be attracted by other reasons. In short, in his heart, Mu Ningxue was different from other girls.

He, Lan Muchen, couldn't help wanting to get close to her.Maybe it's because of liking, or maybe it's because of sex, the teenager who has been single for [-] years has no idea what these things are.

"You..." Mu Ningxue hesitated for a moment, but couldn't say a word to comment on the boy.

Teenagers are always single, why not girls?

She couldn't judge whether Lan Muchen was really pure or clever in deceiving the girl, and she couldn't afford to feel disgusted with this boy, so she simply ignored him, anyway, the competition started.

It may not be the best way to ignore it without judging experience, but it must be the easiest way.

For some reason, after communicating with Lan Muchen, Mu Ningxue no longer felt anything when watching the confrontation between the two mid-level mages on the field.

The fancy magic light and the gorgeous array of star maps are so tasteless, and it even feels that the two people's star connection is slower than their own.

Perhaps, the two students fighting are not as good as the current Mu Ningxue.Even if she can't even describe the star map now.

In the final final, Ye Chenxi fought against a female student from the Thunder Academy.

Not only does the girl have a spirit-level thunder-type, but she also reveals her final hole card—the middle-level light system.

Single spirit species + dual-system mid-level, even old students may not have such a configuration.

Ye Chenxi struggled to fight, and he had to pay attention to the thunder from the sky at all times. If he didn't have the earth-type ground wave teleportation skill, he might have been hit by it.

The girl in Thunder Academy had a light-type holy shield for defense, but Ye Chenxi didn't have defensive magic to block her thunder seal, so she soon entered a disadvantage.

Even so, the final result is still that Ye Chenxi won the championship, and his fire is too lethal.

In the early stage, the thunder system, which was known as the "leader of the element system", was not as good as the flames that spread throughout the field.

(End of this chapter)