Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

Chapter 181 Bet
"He...he's a mid-level dual-elemental cultivator?!"

Luo Song finally understood why he had lost. It turned out that the light emanating from the kid opposite him wasn't his teacher's, but rather something he had released!

That doesn't make sense. If he's a mid-level Light Elementalist, why didn't he use his Light Protection during the previous battles when there was clearly danger?

“Your ice lock was blocked by the Lightbringer, and the opponent has already released the Thunderbolt. I saw that you had your eyes closed and did not intend to use any magical artifacts, so I made my move... Therefore, according to the rules, you lost.”

Gu Han hadn't expected that he would release Guangyou just as the ice lock was about to pierce Mo Fan.

But who knew that they had such a hidden trick up their sleeve, so they didn't need any protection at all.

Strength, wisdom, talent... all concentrated in one person, truly deserving the title of "genius"!
Beneath the light shield, Mo Fan smiled as he looked at Luo Song, who was filled with resentment.

He breathed a sigh of relief. All that preparation in the previous battle was just to catch them off guard.

Pretending to be a good actor is quite tiring, especially having to desperately dodge incoming magic.

"Little fatty, a loss is a loss, you still have to practice."

When Luo Song heard that obsequious voice, even though he was filled with resentment, he couldn't help but admire it from the bottom of his heart.

He himself believed that the opponent's light-elemental magic was incapable of casting mid-level spells, and felt that victory was in his grasp, but reality slapped him hard in the face.

He took a deep breath, his eyes were firm, and he spoke earnestly.

"I really lost this time, but I'll definitely win next time!"

Mo Fan was taken aback, not expecting the chubby boy to admit defeat. He immediately nodded and responded with a smile.

"Alright, I'll be waiting. I look forward to our next encounter."

Dean Xiao looked at Mo Fan in the center of the arena with eyes full of satisfaction and praise, clearly very pleased with the latter's performance.

Mo Fan fooled everyone. Just when everyone thought he didn't know any intermediate-level light magic, he caught them completely off guard.

This small strategy became the key to victory!

"Intelligent and courageous... well, he is an excellent student."

Mo Xie breathed a slight sigh of relief as she watched Mo Fan release the light.

Fortunately, after Xiao Fan broke through to the intermediate level, he was given a magic control artifact, otherwise he would not be able to complete the intermediate level magic of dual elements now.

After all, the timeline has changed. There was no year to settle down, while all the new students had three years to cultivate.

After Luo Song left the stage, the audience was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into loud discussions.

"Dual... dual-elemental mid-level, how is that possible?!"

"Isn't he a freshman like us? How come he can reach the mid-level of dual-elemental magic, and most importantly, he can cast mid-level spells!"

"Three elemental types: light and lightning, both at the mid-level, level one, plus an advanced-stage ghost wolf beast. I just don't understand how this guy cultivates!"

"Where did this monster come from? Is there anyone who can stop this great demon?"

"Forget it, with his strength, there shouldn't be any freshmen who can beat him."

"Damn it, I got into Mingzhu Academy for those resources, and now they're all gone!"

Hearing the surrounding whispers, Mu Nujiao felt a little uncomfortable and gripped her skirt tightly with her jade-like hands on her thighs.

She thought carefully for a moment, then exhaled heavily, as if she had made up her mind.

"Do you want to play?"

At that moment, a deep and magnetic voice suddenly rang out.

Mu Nujiao turned her head, but Mo Xie's head didn't turn, though his dark, deep pupils looked at her.

"Hmm, what, you want to stop me from playing?"

Mu Nujiao asked, her beautiful eyes seemingly filled with tears as she stared unblinkingly at Mo Xie.

"Ha, you're overthinking it. Whether you play or not is your personal choice, and I can't control your own thoughts."

Mo Xie shrugged, then asked.

"However, I want to ask you a question: do you think it's worth it?"

"I went on stage to help everyone reclaim the resources that belonged to them. What's wrong with that?"

Mu Nujiao was very puzzled by this strange question.

"If you win, people might be grateful to you and idolize you as their goddess, which will boost your reputation and influence." "But if you lose... everyone will condemn you, saying why you gave up the last spot, even if you were the one with the best chance of winning."

After hearing these words, Mu Nujiao stood there stunned, not knowing what to say.

Mo Xie was right about one thing: if she lost, no one would be grateful to her; instead, they would criticize her endlessly.

But can she really remain indifferent and do nothing while watching everyone's resources be taken away?
Taking a deep breath, her beautiful eyes were filled with determination as she spoke, word by word.

"Whether it's gratitude or condemnation, my roommates are just ordinary students. They desperately need the cultivation resources provided by the school, and I will step in for both public and private reasons!"

Mo Xie gazed silently into Mu Nu Jiao's pupils, as if she could see determination within them.

After a moment of silence and eye contact, he smiled and said...

"Alright, it seems you've made your choice. As long as you don't regret it."

"I never do anything I regret."

At this moment, Ai Tutu, who had been silent until now, spoke up.

"Moye, Sister Mu is very strong, she won't lose."

"Is it."

Seeing Ai Tutu's confidence, Mo Xie smiled noncommittally.

"You think I might lose?"

Mu Nujiao keenly sensed something, her beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she asked softly.

"It's not even possible."

Mo Xie extended a finger, shook it gently, and said with a smile.

"Instead, you're bound to lose because you simply can't beat my brother."

Mu Nujiao was very dissatisfied with such a blunt statement that she would lose, and a strong fighting spirit welled up inside her.

She was the most talented among the younger generation of the Mu family; if not the strongest in Shanghai, she was certainly outstanding.

Now that someone says she has no chance of winning, especially since that person is a guy she really likes, she must feel very resentful and disappointed.

Seeing the atmosphere between the two becoming increasingly tense, Ai Tutu was caught in a dilemma, unsure of how to persuade them.

"Hey, Sister Mu, Mo Xie, please don't fight, okay..."

Mu Nujiao pursed her cherry lips, a hint of shyness in her beautiful eyes, a blush rising on her fair cheeks, and a touch of allure on her delicate face. She spoke as if using all her strength, as if in a fit of pique.

"Do you dare to make a bet with me? If I win, you have to grant me one reasonable request. If I lose, you can do the same."

Ai Tutu, standing to the side, opened her mouth in surprise. She hadn't expected that Sister Mu would be so bold.

"This gamble is pointless; you'll be the one who loses in the end anyway."

Mo Xie shook his head, not wanting to take the bet.

Mo Fan is now adept at both offense and defense, and no one of his level can rival him.

Furthermore, he also possesses the ability to break free from the shadow element when facing Kun Zhilin, making him virtually invincible.

"I'm just asking you, are you going to answer or not? You're not going to be too scared, are you?"

Seeing that Mo Xie was unresponsive, Mu Nujiao deliberately provoked him.

Moye knew this was a provocation, but after weighing the options, she still agreed.

"Okay, I'll take it, as long as you don't feel like you're losing out."

Mu Nujiao remained calm on the surface, but her heart was churning with turmoil and she was overjoyed.

You think I'll be at a disadvantage, but I think this is a way to get closer to you and stay in touch no matter what.

Just wait and see, Mo Xie, I will definitely win this bet, and then I can...

She fantasized like this in her heart, a barely perceptible smile curving her lips, and an inexplicable blush appearing on her face.

Indeed, hunters often appear as prey.

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