150: Chapter 150 Evil Fire

As long as she performed strongly enough.

The audience couldn't help but feel sorry for the Ice-element Mage being chased and beaten.

The same went for everyone from Jingyue Magic Academy.

Watching their student being suppressed by the demonic Su Linlin.

The Ice-element Mage already had multiple burns on his body, and his uniform was in tatters.

But Su Linlin's offensive didn't weaken at all; her casting speed was even getting faster!

The Ice-element Mage in the arena wanted to cry but had no tears.

He had just dodged a Fire Claw, and his reaction was a split second too slow.

A huge fireball exploded beside him, blowing him away.

He scrambled to his feet and looked at Su Linlin in the distance... Countless tongues of fire were already floating around her.

Tears immediately welled up in his eyes.

What exactly did he do wrong?

Did he unintentionally provoke this Devil Head?

Both were clearly Tier 2 Mages, and he even used the ice element which countered fire.

But why did it feel like he was a newly Awakened novice facing a formal mage?

He was blasted around the entire time, without even a chance to strike back.

In the whole match, he only managed to release two Spells at the very beginning!

This was too much; it was practically bullying!

No longer able to endure it, the Ice-element Mage raised both hands and shouted his surrender, wanting nothing more to do with Su Linlin.

The audience and the members of Jingyue all breathed a sigh of relief.

No one blamed him for forfeiting; instead, they felt it was a wise move.

An opponent like Su Linlin was simply not someone he should be fighting.

They were of the same rank, yet he was beaten like a novice who had just Awakened his element; the scene was too cruel.

Fortunately, although Su Linlin had been provoked by Lin Fan and fought ruthlessly, she hadn't lost her mind.

As soon as her opponent surrendered, she immediately withdrew her flames.

She glared in Lin Fan's direction once more before walking off the arena.

The people around Lin Fan were completely bewildered, thinking she was glaring at all of them again.

What did that look mean?

Was she warning them?

After Su Linlin's match ended.

Most of the remaining matches of the day were dominated by top-tier academies and were soon over.

Although not as brutal as Su Linlin, the representatives of the top academies still won with overwhelming advantages.

Even if the ranks were the same, the gap in strength was obvious at a glance, though their methods weren't as extreme as Su Linlin's.

Soon, all the matches concluded, and everyone began to head home.

Lin Fan stood up from his seat to find his family.

After walking for a while, he sensed someone following him and already knew who it was.

"Thank you."

The Vice Principal's voice came from behind him.

Lin Fan's footsteps paused for a moment, then he continued walking without responding.

The Vice Principal didn't follow further; it seemed those words were all she wanted to say.

Lin Fan met up with his family and the members of the Wave Squad, and everyone was discussing his match against the Lightning Mage earlier.

"I knew you were a monster; fighting these kids is practically a dimensional strike!"

Fang Lu laughed and patted his shoulder.

"Right, right! Big brother was so cool just now! I want to be that cool after I Awaken too!"

Lin Duo's eyes sparkled as she looked at Lin Fan, acting like a little fan.

Lin Fan smiled and ruffled her hair.

"But you were too heavy-handed; you shouldn't have slammed him so hard. He must be badly injured."

His mother spoke up from the side, somewhat dissatisfied with Lin Fan's actions.

Just as Lin Fan was about to speak, Yao Dong suddenly reached out and put an arm around his shoulder, pulling him aside to explain:

"You don't need to worry, mages have very strong bodies and can take a beating. Besides, that kid is a Tier 2 Mage; that bit of impact is nothing."

"But that sound when he hit the barrier was terrifying."

His mother was still worried.

"It's really fine, and someone has already used healing magic on him; he'll definitely be better soon."

Yao Dong waved it off and leaned closer to Lin Fan, lowering his voice:

"You were so impressive today, you must have charmed quite a few young girls in the academy. Be honest, is it someone from the academy or the audience? Did you act so domineering just to show off?"

Yao Dong gave a mischievous grin and winked.

Lin Fan: "..."

"What is he talking about?"

Lin Fan looked bewildered.

Seeing his confusion, just as Yao Dong was about to continue, Phil leaned in from the other side:

"Don't keep the gossip to yourself, count me in too. Which lucky girl is it?"

Lin Fan was completely lost.

"What girl?"

"Don't play dumb, the one you snuck out to see on the night of the auction, of course. We all covered for you, so you have to tell us!" Phil said.

Lin Fan: "..."

Lin Fan finally shook off Yao Dong and Phil, escaping without giving them any explanation...

However, the two of them left him with a warning: the next time they met, they would definitely get an answer out of him.

Aunt Mi Xue offered once again to drive the family home.

This time they didn't refuse like before and soon got into the car.

Along the way, Lin Duo chattered incessantly about today's tournament, constantly saying how cool her brother was.

Someone who didn't know better might have thought she was the one who had competed.

Aunt Mi Xue and Yao Dong dropped the family off at their doorstep and returned to the base, while Lin Fan's family went inside.

He looked at this residential area and was already making plans:

How to give his money to his parents so they could move out of the suburban slums.

He was no longer poor; with tens of thousands of yuan coming in daily, his living conditions should naturally match his net worth.

Of course.

He didn't plan to reveal his identity as "Mr. Chen" to his family; he would use a more natural way to bring out the money.

He decided to implement this plan after the tournament ended.

Time passed, and the next day soon arrived.

Everyone gathered at the arena again, waiting for today's schedule.

The matches soon began, and each academy was called to the arena in turn.

Before long, it was Longwei Magic Academy's turn.

Qiao Liya, Luo Zhongheng, Liu Yingjun, and Feng Zheng walked down from the stands, led by Teacher Xu Linjiao as usual.

The four of them stepped onto the arena.

Their opponents were from Chichao Magic Academy... a strong team ranked ninth last year.

Both sides had seen each other's previous matches and had a general idea of each other's strength.

At the referee's command, the match began, and the two teams immediately rushed toward each other.

After several minutes of intense fighting, Chichao Magic Academy fully demonstrated its strength as the ninth-ranked team.

Longwei Magic Academy tasted defeat once again!

Luo Zhongheng and the others walked off the arena with ashen faces and returned to the academy's seating area.

Teacher Xu Linjiao followed behind, constantly comforting them.

But clearly, those words were useless.

They had lost two out of three team matches; only one last chance remained, and whether they could advance to the second round depended entirely on it.

Lin Fan glanced at the four teenagers who looked as if the sky had fallen; he felt a slight sense of sympathy, but that was all.

He didn't offer any comfort, just continued watching the subsequent matches.

As usual, the top academies still easily crushed their opponents.

So far, the top four academies had not yet encountered each other.

By evening, all the matches were over, and everyone gradually left the venue.

The Vice Principal wanted to talk to Lin Fan after the matches.

But she wasn't given the chance at all.