All Mage Positions: Start Marking The Fruit Thunder

As the day passed, the admissions convention ended.

The new students began to discuss the annual reserved program "Fighting Beast Competition" of Pearl Academy.

The "Colosseum Tournament" is a competition in which all freshmen of the summoning department challenge other freshmen of the entire department. If the students of the Summoning Department

can defeat 100 students in this competition, they will be able to save the resources of the Summoning Department.

On the other hand, if the students of the summoning department fail to survive the attack of a hundred students.

All cultivation resources of the Summoning Department within a year will be evenly distributed to other departments.

It's just to motivate competition among students in this way.

Soon, it was the day of the Colosseum.

Streamers with various summoned beasts can be seen everywhere in the school. The

seven freshmen of the summoning department have also become the focus of the school.

Mo Fan looked at the magnificent building in front of him and sighed again and again.

This is much more luxurious than the Mu family's gladiatorial arena.

The so-called "Iron Cage of the Fighting Beast" is just a layer of defensive enchantment installed on the basis of the gladiatorial arena.

"Mo Fan."

Hearing the familiar voice, Mo Fan turned his head, his confused eyes flashed, and he said in surprise.

"Lu Chen?! You were also admitted to Pearl Academy?

"It's just a fluke."

"Then again, your current appearance has seriously affected my appearance status."

Mo Fan skillfully put on Lu Chen's shoulder and chattered.

Until the two walked to the gladiatorial arena together, Mo Fan's footsteps paused, and after reacting, he swallowed his spit, turned his head stiffly, and looked at Lu Chen.

"You... Wouldn't you be here to participate in the Colosseum Tournament too?

The smile on Lu Chen's face was still the same, and he nodded.

"I'm also a newcomer, so naturally I want to come and have a good time."

...... A

long silence fell between the two.

Hearing that Lu Chen was going to participate in the "Fighting Beast Competition", Mo Fan's mentality suddenly collapsed.

This is still a fart!

When Lu Chen was in Bocheng, a single magic spell could kill a general-level demon in a second.

Even if he now has four departments, there is no guarantee that he can win over him against Shanglu Chen.

This was still a comparison of the strength that Lu Chen showed when he last met.

Now that so much time has passed, Lu Chen's strength is estimated to have become more terrifying.

Their summoned beasts are no more than slave level.

If Lu Chen plays, one person can solve the seven of them.

What else to talk about 100 people?

Wash and sleep.

Suddenly, Mo Fan's spirit flashed, his tone became flattering, and he said.

"That Lu Chen, can you put some water at that time?"

"You also know that my cultivation is more resource-intensive."

Just at this time, Hai Dafu passed by from the side, heard Mo Fan's flattering words, and said with a shameful smile.

"Mo Fan, if you are afraid of the Fighting Beast Competition, you can transfer to other departments..."

Halfway through the words, Hai Dafu glanced at Lu Chen, and the tone of the second half of the sentence suddenly changed.

"Instead of begging a little white-faced subordinate here to show mercy. The summoning department can't afford to lose this person!

"You know a hammer?!"

After that, Hai Dafu left without looking back.

Completely ignoring Mo Fan's angry roar behind him.

"Lu Chen, there is a chance that you will help me beat this Hai Dafu the stage, let him see your strength!"

Lu Chen patted Mo Fan's shoulder, but he was not angry because Hai Dafu said that he had a little white face.

"Come on!"

"Okay, when the time comes, put some water, beat Hai Dafu down and end the game."

Lu Chen glanced inside the gladiatorial arena and shook his head.

"Don't worry, I won't fight with your summoning."

"Don't fight with us summoning? So with whom?

Mo Fan looked at Lu Chen confused, not understanding what he meant.

Isn't this beast competition going to beat them all?

Are there any other projects?

Lu Chen casually found a corner to sit down and looked at the scene under the gladiatorial arena.

Lu Chen naturally had his considerations.

Mo Fan can challenge the whole department, why can't he?

At that time, under the pretext of not accepting Mo Fan's reason that 200 people can obtain the resources of the entire department, challenge the entire department.

Isn't your own popularity going up?

Although there are only more than 4,000 new students, aren't there still old students?

If you want to reach 100,000 popularity, it must not be something that can be completed in a while, and you have to think about it in the long run.

Obviously, the "Colosseum" is a good venue.

Summoning students and one beast to single out 200 people in the whole department can shock the whole school.

Then if Lu Chen singled out 200 people in the whole family, it would inevitably cause a sensation.

In this way, even if the number of people in the Pearl Academy is not 100,000 now, as long as there is a steady stream of new students, they will come to this gladiatorial arena.

Someone will remember his deeds.

Isn't this where the popularity comes?

The key now is how to persuade Dean Xiao to step down and single out the whole department.

Just as Lu Chen was thinking, a familiar voice came.

"Classmate, can you change seats?"

Lu Chen looked up and saw a touching arc at the corner of Mu Nujiao's mouth, and discussed with the student next to him.

"Hey? Shepherdess? Are you going to do my place?

"Is that okay?" "Of course you can

, of course you can!!"

With only two words, the boy happily gave way to Mu Nu Jiao.

"Big bad! Cars can't enter the Pearl Academy! You lied to me!

Aitutu on the side didn't know where to get out, and looked at Lu Chen with an angry face.

The oriole-like sound instantly attracted the attention of the people around it.

Mu Nu Jiao hurriedly covered Aitutu's mouth, looked at Lu Chen, and said politely.

"You don't mind if we sit here, do you?"

Lu Chen noticed the malicious gazes around him, and knew that he was being used as a shield.

"Mind"

He didn't want to be harassed by this group of people who only thought with their lower bodies because of the two women.

Flies can slap to death with a slap, but they can't hold up a large number.

Annoying.

Mu Nu Jiao just bent down and jerked, and stopped there awkwardly, at a loss.

"Oh, why do you care about him so much!"

Aitutu pressed Mu Nu Jiao to his seat and said without care.

Sure enough, it wasn't long after I sat down. The

eyes of the surrounding boys were about to peel Lu Chen alive.

"You, sit over there!"

Lu Chen raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly, and did not mean to get up and get out of the way.

Bai Zangfeng, who had always been obedient, frowned, and reached out and poked Lu Chen's shoulder with great disdain.

"I told you to go over there, don't you understand?!"

Lu Chen impatiently pulled away Bai Zangfeng's hand and slowly got up.

"Cut, bun!"

Bai Zangfeng watched Lu Chen slowly get up, and did not forget to pat Lu Chen's cheek and mocked.

Seeing that Lu Chen did not resist, Aitutu pouted.

"Whatever, don't resist."

"Bai Zangfeng! Where people want to sit is people's freedom! Why are you..."

Mu Nu Jiao stood up in time to stop it, but before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Lu Chen.

"What makes you think, I'm good at talking?"