Cheers immediately erupted around the arena. They were the kind of crowd who loved to watch a good show, and what's more, Mo Fan had enraged most of them. Many wished they could transform into Zhang Youhe and go up to beat Mo Fan until he was looking for his teeth all over the floor.
Zhang Youhe's smile grew even wider. While he seemingly nonchalantly mocked Mo Fan's ignorance and foolishness, he was already tracing a Star-Orbit, rapidly forming the Star-Orbit into a Star-Map.
However, just as this guy was tracing his Star-Map, Mo Fan directly greeted him with a Fierce Fist.
That's right, it wasn't Fire Ignition, but Fierce Fist, and a Fierce Fist enhanced by Azure Flame!
He hastily activated his defensive Magic Tool, but unfortunately, his Magic Tool wasn't enough to fully withstand Mo Fan's Fierce Fist. He was enveloped in flames, and the impact sent him flying.
"Boom!!!"
Zhang Youhe arced through the air, falling heavily below the boundary barrier, with many obvious burn marks on his body.
With just one strike, Mo Fan had heavily injured him. It looked like he wouldn't be able to move normally for one or two months.
"Next." Mo Fan said calmly amidst the shocked gazes of the entire audience.
It was as if the person who was heavily injured wasn't harmed by him.
When Wei Rong came to his senses, he quickly went to check, and upon checking, he was also stunned, immediately looking at Mo Fan: "Mo Fan, why did you strike so heavily?!"
Mo Fan responded: "I spared his life, didn't I?"
"You…"
"Teacher Wei Rong, if it were a fair sparring match, I would hold back. But they are merely trying to take advantage. Since that's the case, why should I hold back?"
Mo Fan's voice wasn't loud, but the silent audience could hear him clearly.
He didn't intend to be ganged up on, nor did he intend to apologize for anything.
Resources, aren't they meant to be seized?
Was his title, Pearl Great Demon Head, given for nothing?
There was even less need to be polite to a group of people who wanted to take advantage of the situation.
"So, who's the next opponent?" Mo Fan continued.
Wei Rong was silent for a moment but couldn't refute him. Because this challenge was indeed somewhat unreasonable.
"Next…" When Wei Rong called out for the next person, a girl immediately chose to surrender.
Having witnessed the brutal side of the Pearl Great Demon Head, not many people dared to step onto the stage.
Wei Rong also realized that although Mo Fan's attacks were a bit ruthless, it was indeed the best way to solve his own troubles.
"Jia Zhenlong, very good, very good, finally someone worth watching!" Just as Wei Rong was getting annoyed with calling names, a rare hint of a smile appeared on his face.
Jia Zhenlong was a student ranked 280th in the Fire Institute. This ranking wasn't very high, nor was he considered a master of the Fire Institute, but Wei Rong knew this person.
Jia Zhenlong was a Hunter Mage. He didn't spend much time at school and often followed hunter teams to hunt demons in the wild. He was a Fire Element Mage with considerable practical experience.
However, last month he offended Liu Qian, who was ranked in the top fifty. With Liu Qian's influence, even without personally acting, he made things very difficult for Jia Zhenlong, so his ranking was pushed down to 280th!
This person named Jia Zhenlong was actually hesitant when he was called, but who knew that when he was called, all his classmates cheered.
He wasn't very popular originally, but unexpectedly, at this moment, it seemed his popularity had greatly improved.
So, he stepped out.
"It seems everyone has felt your threat." Jia Zhenlong grinned at the exceptionally strong transfer student and said slowly, "I offended someone, and I used to be very unpopular."
"How stupid." Mo Fan shook his head.
Jia Zhenlong was stunned by the words, somewhat displeased.
"The person you offended won't leave you paralyzed in bed, but I will make you regret stepping onto this stage." Mo Fan said.
As the match began, Jia Zhenlong immediately put on a set of Armor Magic Tool.
It seemed he was preparing for defense immediately after seeing Mo Fan's Star-Map tracing speed earlier.
But just as he put on his Magic Tool, he saw that Mo Fan had already almost completed his Star-Map, but this Star-Map felt different from before!
As Mo Fan's fist rubbed against the air, a scorching Azure Flame instantly ignited. The intense heat was contained within a one-meter radius around Mo Fan, giving him an imposing aura.
The traced Star-Map transformed into a blazing Fire Formation under Mo Fan's feet. Wild, azure fire waves surged upwards, making the violent and fierce Mo Fan appear even more unstoppable.
The flames were extremely powerful. Mo Fan punched out, and the power of this punch was far greater than that of other Fire Mages. The moment the punch was thrown, one could clearly see nine coiling Fire Dragons spewing forth!
The Nine Palaces transformed into Nine Dragons, flying across the long arena. They intertwined and coiled around each other, their fiery bodies truly like ancient beasts, and the aura of destruction made the arena, larger than a football field, tremble.
This was the fourth level of Fierce Fist, where the Nine Palaces served as pillars, erupting, sweeping, and surging in a fixed area. This fourth level of Fierce Fist completely transformed the Nine Palaces into Nine Dragons!
Jia Zhenlong was instantly dumbfounded!
This destructive power of Fierce Fist, even Oriental Fury was far inferior to it!!!
However, who would have thought that Mo Fan actually possessed such a terrifying Fierce Fist???
"Boom!!!!"
"Rumble rumble!!!"
This fourth-level Fierce Fist impacted Jia Zhenlong's Armor Magic Tool, instantly shattering his Armor Magic Tool, and Jia Zhenlong himself was also directly slammed against the energy barrier.
Of course, in the end, Mo Fan restrained the flames.
Otherwise, with that punch, he would have had a complete chance to kill him. After all, his Armor Magic Tool wasn't that high-grade.
The entire audience was silent after the previous punch.
And now, this punch once again plunged the entire roaring crowd into silence.
Having dealt with Jia Zhenlong, Mo Fan twisted his neck, then looked at Wei Rong and said, "Next."
Wei Rong was completely numb, and everyone in the audience was also dumbfounded. Even Oriental Fury, the so-called number one of the Fire Institute, stared blankly at this scene.
To be honest, the destructive power of this Fierce Fist was something even he was far inferior to.
Wei Rong had people carry Jia Zhenlong away. This time, when Wei Rong called names, no one was willing to step onto the stage anymore.
The Pearl Great Demon Head still had a summoned beast he hadn't called out!
Most importantly, the Thunder Element Mo Fan displayed in the assessment match was also not weak at all.
Wei Rong hesitated for a moment, then finally had to admit that he had misjudged. He then said, "Let's stop here, Mo Fan?"
He had mistakenly thought the opponent was a novice at first.
But Mo Fan had indeed proven himself.
Under these circumstances, continuing further would not be beneficial for the Fire Institute. Nor would it be good for him, the director.
"I have no objections, but I don't know if the students who wanted to challenge are willing." Mo Fan said.
At this point, who would stand up and say they wanted to challenge him?
Wouldn't that be foolish?
Seeing that no one wanted to challenge him, Mo Fan directly asked, "Since there are no other matches today, then Teacher Wei, can I issue a challenge?"
Hearing Mo Fan say this, many people almost all looked at Oriental Fury.
At this moment, Mo Fan's challenge would undoubtedly be against Oriental Fury, the number one of the Fire Institute. Possessing destructive power not inferior to Oriental Fury, challenging him seemed to be within reason.