Versatile Mage: I become stronger by killing demons

Chapter 40 Duel
"Everyone, please be quiet!" On the high platform, Mu Zhuoyun lowered his hands slightly and stood in front of the microphone with a cheerful face and said: "Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to attend the children's coming-of-age ceremony!
Time always flies by so fast, and there will definitely be times when we are too old to even complete a magic spell. The future of this city of Bo will definitely be in the hands of those young people who are younger and more outstanding than us.

You may think that it is a big mistake for me to invite you all here just for the coming-of-age ceremony of one son, but I always believe that one is better than the other. I, Mu Zhuoyun, can only do so much for Bo City, and I can only make this person better. This city that has given birth to countless magicians and outstanding talents maintains the status quo.

But it is absolutely possible that Bo City will become more prosperous in the hands of young people in the next ten to twenty years and usher in a more prosperous city of mages. So you think I shouldn’t hold a grand event for the future of Bo City. Let everyone witness the banquet together? "

Mu Zhuoyun's impassioned words immediately attracted a crowd of people who responded, even shouting: "What Mr. Mu said is great!"

Regardless of whether it was hypocrisy or pretense, everyone would not sing the opposite at this time. They raised their glasses one after another and drank it all in one gulp.

Feng Hao didn't pay attention to Mu Zhuoyun's words at all. Instead, he and instructor Zhan Kong were fighting for the last piece of braised pork on the plate. The two people's chopsticks were "ping-ping-pong-ping" on the plate, and finally ended with Zhan Kong's victory. .

"Instructor Zhankong! After all, you are also a high-level mage, and you actually snatched meat from me!" Feng Hao, who failed to snatch Zhankong, said angrily.

"Tch, you kid! After all, I am also your chief instructor, and you are still fighting against me! You don't know how to respect your elders!" Zhan Kong ate the braised pork leisurely and glanced at Feng Hao.

"Then why don't you love children?" Feng Hao muttered.

Teacher Tang Yue in the crowd couldn't help laughing when she saw the actions of Feng Hao and Zhan Kong.

After eating and drinking, the atmosphere of the banquet reached its climax, which was the magic duel between Mo Fan and Yu Ang!This duel was not only an offense against Mo Fan for Mu Zhuoyun during the annual assessment, but to a certain extent, it was also a confrontation between the children of the school and the children of the aristocratic family.

What's more, it also involves the ownership of the right to use the Holy Spring, so it naturally attracts the attention of many big shots, and they all want to know who is so courageous that he wants to duel with Yu Ang.

Zhan Kong muttered something in Mo Fan's ear, and saw Mo Fan walking up to the duel with a confused look on his face.

"Fan Zi, we must win! Otherwise, I will have to take action personally. The Earth Holy Spring must not fall into the hands of the Black Church!" Looking at Mo Fan's back, Feng Hao said in a low and inaudible voice. .

Mo Fan and Yu Ang stood opposite each other, and then began to bicker. Feng Hao didn't know what the purpose of this was. It was probably to break the other's psychological defense.

But why does it feel so fun!Watching animation and watching the scene are completely two different feelings. Not only is Feng Hao no longer nervous now, but he also wants to find some melon seeds to eat.

"The duel begins!" Following Deng Kai's order, Mo Fan and Yu Ang started a fierce confrontation.

Looking at the endless array of magic tools on Yu Ang's body, Feng Hao couldn't help but complain: What a shameless person!If I had known, I would have given Mo Fan two magic tools!Forget it, the end result is the same anyway, I'm not that guy Mo Fan's nanny.

Looking back to the duel field, Mo Fan also felt like "a dog bites a hedgehog, but there is no way to eat it" regarding the many magic tools on Yu Ang's body.

At this time, Yu Ang said the very classic words: "Background! It is also a kind of strength!"

Mo Fan, who was originally knocked down, stood up slowly, stared at Yu Ang, and said, "Background is also a kind of strength? Ha! Then my talent is also a kind of strength!"

"Thunder Seal! Fury Strike!" Mo Fan seemed to be bathed in thunder, his jaw dropped with shock. All the big guys in the stands stared at Mo Fan with gleaming eyes as if they had seen a peerless beauty. .Feng Hao looked at it with relish. He got the melon seeds from nowhere in his hand and ate them happily.

Turning around, he saw Mo Fan's father, Mo Jiaxing, hurried to the stands, wanting to kneel down and ask Mu Zhuoyun to forgive Mo Fan and take the blame for his son.

Feng Hao frowned, stepped forward and grabbed Mo Jiaxing who had not yet knelt down, and said: "Uncle Mo, that guy Mo Fan will not lose! There is no need to kneel down for him!"

"Xiao Hao, this..." Mo Jiaxing looked at Feng Hao in embarrassment, then at Mu Zhuoyun, gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Mu Zhuoyun looked deeply at Feng Hao and said contemptuously: "I don't know where you got the confidence. So what if he was born with two abilities? My son Yu Ang has so many magic tools, how could he lose! "

"Haha, Mr. Mu, do you want to make a bet with me? How about betting on which of the two of them can win?" Feng Hao chuckled.

"Okay! Let's bet! What do you want to bet on?" Mu Zhuoyun was so angry. Why did he feel that this guy was more annoying than Mo Fan!
"Small gambling makes you happy, but big gambling hurts your health. How about we just bet 100 million soft girl coins?"

"One million? Just you?" Mu Zhuoyun looked Feng Hao up and down, obviously not believing that Feng Hao could come up with 100 million soft girl coins.

"Don't bother Mr. Mu!"

Seeing Feng Hao's calm appearance, Mu Zhuoyun no longer hesitated and said: "It doesn't matter if it's just 100 million, let's take the gamble!"

"As expected of Mr. Mu, so refreshing!"

Mo Fan also noticed that Mo Jiaxing was going to kneel down to Mu Zhuoyun just now, and couldn't help but get angry and shouted at Mo Jiaxing: "Dad, the duel is not over yet, there is no need to repay the old man so early!"

Mu Zhuoyun's face turned dark with anger as he heard Mo Fan talk about an old thing. He couldn't help but release the aura of a mid-level mage. For a moment, ice appeared in the stands.

The other people in the stands were basically mid-level mages, so they could easily withstand this aura. But Mo Jiaxing couldn't do it. He was just an ordinary person. If he was affected by this cold aura, he would inevitably get angry. A serious illness.

Feng Hao looked at Mu Zhuoyun meaningfully, snorted coldly, and used the shell shield to release a shield in front of himself and Mo Jiaxing to block the momentum. Feng Hao could have easily resisted it. , but we still have to protect Mo Jiaxing, and now is not the time to expose the strength of the mid-level mage.

At this time, Mu Zhuoyun had already calmed down his momentum and ignored the eyes of others, instead focusing on the duel field.

Next to her, Tang Yue stared at Mu Zhuoyun, thinking that it was impossible to hide the look in her eyes.

Tang Yue: Old thing!I’m giving you face, right?How dare you bully my Xiaohao like this? I need to find an opportunity to slap him!It’s okay if you don’t put a sack on it!

What Mu Zhuoyun didn't know was that he was already remembered by others, and he was still remembered with deep hatred.

(So, you must not mess with a woman, especially a woman who has strength, and don’t mess with this woman’s lover, otherwise, even Amitabha will not be able to save you!)
(End of this chapter)