Versatile Mage: The core of the Ark, childhood sweetheart Ding Yumian

Chapter 164: The Strange Heart Pupil, Ding Yumian's Third Soul

He has never admitted that he lost that day. After all, he did not fight with Fang Zhou. Now he wants to prove himself, but Fang Zhou is not there. He can't stand it at all.

How can he wash away the shame if the Ark is not here?

"I told you that he is away for the time being. If you want to challenge him, please wait for a while." Ding Yumian slowly stood up, looked directly at Ming Bushong, and said solemnly:
"But since you have been slandering Xiao Zhou and insist on competing with me, I can't help but respond. But if I do this, I'm afraid you won't have the chance to challenge him."

"Are you better than him?" Ming Bushong didn't see what Ding Yumian's strength was. She was pretty, but she looked more like a vase.

Ding Yumian shook his head and said, "I don't like fighting with others. As for strength, I should be stronger than you."

The two of them quickly stood on the fighting field, and Mu Nujiao on the side asked someone to quickly find Fang Zhou and Instructor Bai.

The others also knew something about Ding Yumian's strength. On the first day, it was this seemingly weak woman who used her unstoppable mental magic to directly defeat a group of national pavilion players.

Bai Dongwei had just arrived and was about to stop them when he saw Ding Yumian and Ming Bushong already fighting.

"Flying Shadow!" Ming Bushong's body sank into the air strangely, and his whole body was as fast as a sharp sword emitting dark evil. He passed through most of the field silently and at an astonishing speed, tearing a cold light in the air, and killed sharply towards the woman who seemed to have not reacted yet.

“It’s a vase indeed.”

At a distance of several meters, Ming Bushong could even smell the fascinating fragrance of this woman, but a battle is a battle, and he would not show the slightest mercy. He must wash away his shame today!

"Whoosh!"

There was a flash of dark light, and just when the dark blade was about to slice through Ding Yumian's delicate body, she finally reacted, raised her head, and keenly perceived where Ming Bushong's attack came from, and happened to face the attacker's face.

"Soul-taking and mind-controlling!"

A strange purple light flashed across Ding Yumian's dark blue star-like eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up into a captivating smile.

Different from the golden light that was as sacred as a king, and the ethereal silver light that was like a fairy, the purple light that bloomed at this moment seemed so mysterious and strange, as if there were infinite changes in it, impermanent and uncertain, making it completely unpredictable.

Ding Yumian's third type of phantom pupil is revealed here.

It wasn't that he cast magic only when the enemy approached him. In fact, when Ming Bushong stepped onto the arena, his mind had already been controlled!
"That is how the matter??"

"Akimoto!!"

"Why is he hurting himself?!"

All the Japanese team members off the field were shocked, feeling unbelievable and shocked.

What kind of magic is that?
How come Ming Bu Song killed himself by stabbing the Dark Blade into his own chest?

"when?"

The tremendous pain woke Ming Bushong up suddenly. The huge dark invasion and confinement force quickly spread throughout his body and even reached his mind.

With such a strong spiritual power, why do you stay here and guard the national pavilion? ?
"Psychic-types are truly invincible in one-on-one combat!"

"Hahaha, that idiot actually challenged this master. Now he's asking for trouble. Can I kill myself?"

"Sister Ding, I love you!"

Fang Zhou ran back with two cups of steaming milk tea and was shocked when he heard such exciting words.

What’s going on? When did my Yu Mian evolve to the point where he can kill both men and women?
That’s right, the shout just now was made by a female student from some unknown school. If it was a male, Fang Zhou would have rushed over and picked him up to test his weight.

"What's going on?" Fang Zhou asked.

"The Japanese team challenged you again, and when they saw you were not around, they provoked Sister Yumian, and then they started fighting. That guy was controlled by mental magic and hurt himself," Mu Nujiao explained. Ding Yumian also saw Fang Zhou coming back, and smiled. Her aura became gentle and demure again. She reached out to tuck her hair away and trotted to Fang Zhou's side.

"Well done." Fang Zhou gave her a big hug and handed her hot milk tea.

"Hehe~" Ding Yumian smiled innocently.

It was only then that the Japanese team realized that Ding Yumian was not a member of the national pavilion at all, and they immediately became autistic.

"Well, are you still going to challenge?" Dongfang Lie asked.

Shao Hegu had a gloomy face and asked the healing mage in the team to treat Ming Bushong's injuries.

This idiot went to challenge a student who was not a gym guard, and was defeated. How can they challenge again now?

Failure in the first challenge could be attributed to carelessness; but the second challenge was defeated by an "ordinary" student before it even began. What's the point of fighting?
"Let's go!" Shao Hegu didn't want to stay here any longer.

Re-challenge?

I'm almost too embarrassed to face anyone!

No one expected that the Japanese team came over with great fanfare, but ended up running away in disgrace before the game officially started.

"Goddess Ding is invincible. She scared the Japanese team away!"

"Boss Fang, let's not contact each other anymore. I'm afraid Goddess Ding will misunderstand me!"

"Wow, my beautiful, strong and sweet goddess Ding, I'll be your fan for life, love you!"

From then on, Ding Yumian gained a lot of fans at the National Pavilion, and his popularity surpassed that of a certain "sickly man".

This made Fang Zhou a little jealous.

"What's wrong, Xiaozhou?" Ding Yumian asked with his head tilted.

"Jealousy makes my heart twisted!" Fang Zhou sighed, and before the girl could react, he leaned over and pecked the girl's lips with his mouth.

"Eh?"

“The milk tea is sweet.”

Ding Yumian was both embarrassed and annoyed, and she punched Fang Zhou powerlessly with her delicate little fists.

This guy only knows how to take advantage of me!

The Japanese team failed to score twice, and after they left in disappointment, some small countries arrived one after another. Their strength was not particularly outstanding, and most of the time there was no need for Fang Zhou to take action, as the members of the national pavilion trained by him could win.

From now on, please call him Mr. Fang, the kind-hearted teacher!

Fangzhou's life was trapped in a straight line between home, Mingzhu Academy and the National Museum. Every day, he practiced controlling super-level magic, honing his control, checking for deficiencies and filling in the gaps, and also practiced summoning and undead magic. When he had nothing to do, he would go to the National Museum to practice. If there were challenges, he would fight foreign friends, and if there were no challenges, he would go to train to guard the museum. His life was very fulfilling.
In the blink of an eye, he sent Lu Yilin away, and not long after, he learned that Mo Fan had come back again.

The reason was, of course, that Mu Ningxue was implicated by the Black Church, and the Mu Clan completely cut ties with her. Without the resources invested in her, she was unable to break through to a higher level, and gradually fell behind the team and was forced to leave.

So Mo Fan took the initiative to quit the team and ran back to follow his goddess.

Lick, just lick hard. But I have to say, this guy licked everything to the end.

(End of this chapter)