Douluo: God-level cheat, invincible as soon as you get out of the mountain

Mu Zhuoyun smiled.

This time, there was a hint of smugness in his smile. In his opinion, Mo Fan was bound to lose, and lose badly.

Want to easily escape this debt of over 800,000?

How can it be?

He has already thought about it.

He will equip his adopted son, Yu'ang, with a full set of magical artifacts.

This will teach Mo Fan, this hothead, that in the world of magicians, while money isn't everything, you can't do anything without it!
"Then it's settled. For the next two years, the school will provide you with basic resources, but there will be no special treatment. Two years from now, at the Bocheng Arena, you and Yu Ang will have a public match."

After the agreement was reached, Mu Zhuoyun left the office.

Upon seeing this, Fu Ye thought to himself that the corrective abilities of the Full-Time Magister world were quite strong.

The two-year agreement has come to pass?

That afternoon.

The entire Bocheng High School was discussing Mo Fan and Mu Zhuoyun's "two-year agreement".

"Has Mo Fan gone mad? The Mu family has such abundant resources, how could he possibly defeat them?"

Is it worth trading 800,000 in debt for a bet with almost no chance of winning?

When Zhang Xiaohou found Mo Fan.

The latter was sitting alone in the corner of the playground.

He was playing with the little loach pendant in his hand.

"Brother Fan, are you really going to fight Yu Ang?"

Zhang Xiaohou asked worriedly.

Mo Fan didn't answer directly, but asked a question instead.

"Xiao Hou, do you believe in miracles?"

"what?"

Zhang Xiaohou nodded as if he understood but not quite.

"So what do you plan to do now?"

"Cultivation,"

Mo Fan stood up, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"Cultivate diligently."

Mu Family Manor.

Mu Zhuoyun stood in front of the French windows in the study.

He held a simple file about Mo Fan in his hand.

"Father, you should equip Yu'ang with magical tools in two years, right?"

Mu Ningxue appeared at the door of the study at some unknown time.

She knew all too well her father's opportunistic nature.

Moreover, he would never let himself suffer a loss.

Mu Zhuoyun turned around, a sly smile gleaming in his eyes.

"Ning Xue, background is also part of strength. At that time, I will just casually get Yu Ang some Ice Silk Armor, Ground Wave Boots and the like."

"Young people need pressure to improve, right?"

Hearing her father's shameless remarks, Mu Ningxue rolled her eyes at him helplessly.

"Do whatever you want, I won't get involved in this kind of thing."

Seeing her daughter's lively and funny movements, Mu Zhuoyun's heart couldn't help but twitch slightly.

But she is such a lively and adorable daughter.

A few years ago, he was a quiet and reserved person.

"Ning Xue, how far has your relationship with Fu Ye progressed?"

When he asked this, Mu Ningxue's cheeks flushed red to her ears.

"Hmph, how old am I this year? This kind of thing is illegal, understand?"

"Ah, this is because Father was too anxious."

"Alright, you can worry about the family matters yourself. I'm going back to rest."

Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

The training season at Bo City Magic High School has arrived as scheduled.

A military bus was parked at the school gate.

The top students in the second year of high school boarded the bus one after another.

"I heard that Xuefeng Mountain Station is a military-controlled safe zone in the wild!"

"My uncle went there and said you can see real demons there!"

Fu Ye boarded the last bus.

Almost everyone turned their attention to him.

Or.

It was directed at the person who walked up next to him.

Teacher Tang Yue is dressed in a light outdoor outfit today.

The tight-fitting camouflage trousers accentuated the long, straight lines of her legs.

He paired it with a dark brown tactical vest.

The black fitted T-shirt underneath subtly outlined her mature and full curves in the morning sunlight.

Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back, swaying gently with her steps.

There's an empty seat here.

Tang Yue naturally walked to the seat next to Fu Ye.

He completely ignored the expectant looks from the other boys in the carriage.

After she sat down.

She actually pulled Fu Ye's arm into her arms and rested her head naturally on his shoulder.

Close your eyes.

"It's a bit far, can I lean against you for a moment?"

A collective gasp filled the carriage.

Zhang Xiaohou's eyes widened.

He nudged Mo Fan next to him with his elbow.

Lower your voice.

"My goodness, Teacher Tang Yue is way too...too direct!"

Mo Fan glanced at it but didn't say anything.

The other boys weren't so calm.

Zhao Kun, sitting in the front row, looked on with envy.

My eyes couldn't help but dart backward.

"So what if he's a little handsome, a little rich, and a little more capable?"

Mu Bai sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

"Quiet down, don't embarrass yourself."

Even so, he couldn't help but glance at what was behind him.

Wang Sanpang licked his lips.

The voice was kept extremely low.

"Teacher Tang Yue has such a figure. Director Fu Ye is truly blessed."

"Shut up!"

Zhou Min blushed and scolded him.

"What's going on in all of your heads?"

Even so, she couldn't help but take another look.

Tang Yue leaned on Fu Ye's shoulder, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, as if she had really fallen asleep.

Fu Ye remained calm.

To know.

In the past six months, he has taken advantage of Tang Yue quite a bit.

The other party already knew everything.

Take the initiative yourself.

Better than being passive.

The bus bumped along the winding mountain road.

Xuefeng Mountain is more than 100 kilometers away from Bocheng.

The scenery along the way gradually changes from urban buildings to dense mountain forests.

Three hours later.

The convoy drove into an area surrounded by high walls.

The steel gate slowly opened.

The neat and uniform military barracks buildings inside were revealed.

This is Xuefeng Mountain Station.

One of the outposts established on the outskirts of Bo City.

"We're here! Get off!"

The students rushed down.

Many people stretched out their limbs in an exaggerated manner.

Trying to dispel the fatigue of a long journey.

The open space was soon filled with the noise of young people.

"Wow, is this the post station? It's bigger than I imagined!"

Wow! The air here feels so fresh!

Just then, a lazy voice came from the side:

"Tsk, it's the same every year, a bunch of ignorant little brats who've never seen the world."

Everyone followed the sound.

A middle-aged man in a wrinkled military uniform leaned against the shadow of a building.

He had a stubble beard, messy hair, and his military uniform collar was open, revealing a faded T-shirt underneath.

He held a military water bottle in his hand, occasionally tilting his head back to take a sip.

Judging from the faint smell of alcohol wafting from it, it was definitely not water.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Zhan Kong, your chief instructor for this training exercise."

The man strolled leisurely to the open space, his eyes sweeping over the group of students, a half-smile on his face.

"Hello, instructor!"

Several quick-witted students immediately stood at attention and greeted them.

Zhan Kong waved his hand.

"Stop with the nonsense. I'm asking you, do you know where this place is?"

"Xuefeng Mountain Station!"

Someone answered.

"wrong."

Zhan Kong's voice suddenly turned cold.

"This is one of the closest defensive outposts to the demons. Given your carelessness just now, if a pack of one-eyed demon wolves charged in now, at least half of them would be dead." (End of Chapter)