Versatile Mage: Lord of Space

Mo Fan walked into the arena, pointed at Said, and cursed without any politeness: "You damned Egyptian, your grandpa Mo Fan is here to beat you up!"

"Get down here, everyone! Someone's here to challenge us. Also, get to know your new mentor and new students properly." Bai Dongwei shouted, calling down everyone who was sparring in the arena.

Dozens of students were assisting each other in the arena. When they were called out, they all obediently ran down. While greeting Lin Lan, they were all stunned by Mu Ningxue's stunning beauty.

"Hey, Dongfang Lie, I know Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue have become members of the National Team, but how come Lin Lan has become a mentor? I didn't hear about that." Lu Yilin jumped down and asked.

Lu Yilin was just one step away from entering the National Government, but he was knocked down by Mu Nujiao, even though he had researched the National Government's affairs beforehand...

To be honest, he was a member of the National Pavilion team but didn't know many people around him, but he knew the National Government team members very well.

I just didn't expect Mu Nujiao to be even more stubborn than him!

"You're asking me? I don't know either. All I know is that this dark-skinned guy is from the Egyptian National Team, and he came to challenge us all by himself. Also, your chances of getting into the National Team are slim; a top player has come to the National Team," Dongfang Lie replied.

The competition for a spot on the National Team was already fierce, and now with two top players withdrawing from the National Team, the chances are even slimmer.

"You're the same way... But this Egyptian really thinks he's Chen Zhen, daring to come and challenge us all by himself." Lu Yilin cursed, wishing he could replace Mo Fan. If Mo Fan and Mu Ningxue hadn't come, Lu Yilin would definitely have given the Egyptian a good beating!
Upon hearing Lu Yilin's words, all the students practicing at the National Hall No. 100 glared at him angrily.

This kind of thing would make any Chinese person furious. If it were some known powerful countries, no one would say anything. But why is an Egyptian team so arrogant?
"What's the name of that person on the field?"

"The newcomer is called Mo Fan. The one below who is more handsome than Mo Fan is the temporary mentor, Lin Lan. Next to him is the number one intermediate-level ice-type in the country: Mu Ningxue!"

"Mo Fan, show him some real skills! Teach him how to be humble!"

Hearing the students from the National Pavilion encouraging him, Mo Fan also became serious.

“Wait a minute,” Said suddenly said.

"What else do you have to say? Now that you know I'm going to beat you up, are you going to call your teammates?" Mo Fan said.

Said's face was already dark, but it became even darker after hearing Mo Fan's words. He had never seen anyone more arrogant than his mother.

“What’s the use of having more of you? For me, it’s just taking more time… I want to know how I can get the Challenge Chapter. The challenge methods for each country are different. I’ve come alone today. You can all come together if you want, but there are some conditions I have to meet. If it’s a one-on-one fight or a series of challenges, then we have to stipulate how many I have to win before I can get the Challenge Chapter,” Said said.

Said had no idea what kind of people these Chinese were. If he beat four or five of them and they said it didn't count, wouldn't he have to challenge all of them in the national pavilion? Although he wasn't afraid of such a series of challenges, he was annoyed by the endless trouble.

"Instructor Bai, as long as he defeats Mo Fan, a high-level dual-elemental expert, let him take the Challenge Chapter," Lin Lan said to Bai Dongwei.

Lin Lan had already seen through the Egyptian's strength; he was far inferior to Mu Ningxue, let alone Mo Fan.

Bai Dongwei nodded: "Let's do it your way."

Bai Dongwei, as a teacher at the National Academy, had heard many stories about Lin Lan... As a teacher himself, he estimated that his strength was no match for Lin Lan's, so he had to give him face.

And that's how the rules were established.

A real man fights one-on-one! "Are you Egyptians idiots? Even if you sent Khufu, I'd punch him back into the pyramid." Mo Fan cursed.

"Utterly arrogant!!" Said was furious when he heard Mo Fan insult their Pharaoh ancestor.

It was indeed smoking, which meant it was filled with the aura of the dead!
In the blink of an eye, Said completed his necromancy, a very simple star trail, yet it exuded endless evil energy, as if a tomb had been torn open, and the stench of decay, carrion, and darkness from the tomb filled the arena.

"Anyone who didn't know better would think that you Egyptians carry your ancestral graves with you, emitting blue smoke and summoning your ancestors to help you in battle, right?"

Mo Fan had never seen this kind of magic before, but he wasn't flustered at all.

Based on its characteristics, it is necromancy.

Isn't this just walking into the line of fire? He's even done the work of the Mountain Corpse!

“Necromantic magic, no wonder he’s so arrogant.” Mu Ningxue saw through Said’s magic at a glance.

Lin Lan previously said that he and Mo Fan saved the ancient capital from calamity, so there's no need to worry about whether Mo Fan can defeat Said. If they could save the ancient capital from calamity, why would they be afraid of a necromancer?
However, it must be said that the necromancer class is quite rare, especially in China. Finding even a few necromancers is harder than climbing to heaven.

Without necromancers, Stardust Soul Artifacts, Nebula Magic Artifacts, and Galaxy Magic Artifacts are often very difficult to forge, and most of these cultivation magic artifacts in China are imported. This greatly limits the overall improvement of a country's magical cultivation level. Necromancers are both rare and very important.

The undead fighting style is very similar to the summoning style, but it is more troublesome than the summoning style!
"Lin Lan, what do you think?" Bai Dongwei had a headache.

"Use your eyes to see."

"..."

"Hiss~~~~~~~~"

"Hissing hissing~~~~~~~~~"

Before Said, a cloud of turbid air appeared as countless ghostly figures, fluttering in the wind, with a turbid cave beneath it.

Like the dark opening of a well with its cover lifted, leading to a filthy, dark underground world... and the strange cries come from the murky well, like weeping and lamenting, sending chills down your spine!
The turbid air is quietly spreading into the arena, and with this breath of the dead, the undead can move freely in this area.

The denser the aura of the undead, the more powerful the undead tend to be, unlike most summoned creatures. Besides possessing a fixed combat strength, if given enough aura of the undead, undead like skeletons can even be resurrected!
What Said summoned was a corpse spirit!
The first thing that appeared was a head wrapped in layers of gray cloth, the shrouds with lividity fluttering slightly in the cold wind.

Immediately following, accompanied by the churning sound of well water, a pair of giant, bluish-gray hands gripped the edge of the well, their knuckles bending and making a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound.

The gruesome corpse was slowly crawling out of the filthy well water, with foul-smelling slime dripping continuously from its shroud.

This monster was over three meters tall, its entire body tightly wrapped in a gray cloth soaked in corpse oil, with only a few slits left on its face. Black mist churned in its hollow eye sockets, and two holes beneath its rotting nose constantly spewed out putrid fumes. Most horrifying of all was its mouth, split to the roots of its ears, with no lips to conceal it, directly exposing its gleaming yellow teeth and black gums. With each roar, the writhing flesh in its throat could be seen. Its mournful howls, "Hiss—woo—," carried an overwhelming resentment, causing eerie ripples to appear in the well water.

"Little Corpse General, your magical depictions are all flashy, I'll knock you down with one punch. Little Flame Princess, possess me!"

(End of this chapter)