I'm at Level 30, But I Can Slay Level-9999 Beasts in One Hit! Chapter 141 Beating Up

"I have to say, the top student of this year seems pretty formidable."

"Cut the crap! In my eyes, you’re just a poser. You’re definitely going to get thrashed by Brother Chuan!"

"If that happens, the principals and the instructors are going to be thoroughly embarrassed."

"Hehehehe."

A few second-year students started to look down on Ye Xuan.

But on the side of the freshn, there was a burst of cheers, one after another.

"Damn! ’Brother Xuan! Oh my god! You finally made it!"

"Where are those two little beasts? Bring them out for a lesson!"

"I’m here for that sacred dragon. There’s no need for Ye Xuan to use it against us, but he should have a giant dragon at his disposal to deal with those second-year prodigies."

"I’m going to wave the flag for Brother Xuan!"

"Hit them!"

Such cheering even drowned out that of the second-year students.

This left the second-year students stunned.

This bunch of freshn...

Have they really gone insane, thinking that Ye Xuan has signed a contract with a sacred dragon?

Are they deluding themselves?

And there’s another thing.

Xu Rongrong, Bai Wushuang, and Fang Taoran were all there just to join in on the fun.

After his previous arrogance and a major battle, Bai Wushuang looked sowhat bedraggled, and even the little dragon perched on his shoulder trembled with fear at the sight of the arena.

For him, the last fight had already caused significant psychological trauma.

Xu Rongrong looked back and said, "Bai Wushuang, Fang Taoran, do you two think Ye Xuan can win against them?"

Bai Wushuang and Fang Taoran both snapped back to reality.

That look in their eyes seed to suggest: You dare to ask such a stupid question?

"..." Xu Rongrong.

So.

The way she said it, he must be really foolish.

......

Li Zechuan, both striking in looks and physique, was now watching a figure approaching the arena with a calm deanor, his pupils slightly contracting as he held a pitch-black longsword in his hand.

"Brother Chuan, does this trash even warrant your personal attention?"

"I’ll handle it!"

At this mont.

A second-year student beside him, with a calm smile on his face.

This was a level 50 second-tier Mad Fla Dharma King nad Weng Hong.

He was Li Zechuan’s most loyal subordinate; naturally, he would step up at this mont to relieve his brother of worries.

"I don’t want to let him walk off this stage on his own."

Li Zechuan gripped the longsword tightly, instructed softly, and then turned to take a seat in the front row of the stands.

Upon hearing this, Weng Hong’s lips curled into a savage smile and said, "Brother Chuan, don’t worry. This guy won’t have his pride intact when he leaves the stage. After that, he will be my son!"

anwhile.

Ye Xuan walked slowly onto the stage, his expression tranquil.

The staff mber who had been waiting for a long ti imdiately activated the holographic screen, bringing the view of every audience mber to life.

At the sa ti, a powerful force rose from the battle platform.

Preventing the combat and attacks of the two on the field.

"Ye Xuan, are you Ye Xuan?"

"Do you think you’re even worthy to fight with that level of skill?"

Weng Hong’s words ca to an abrupt halt.

The cold-faced young man waved his hand to cut him off.

"Cut the chit-chat. If you want to fight, bring it on!"

"Or everyone can co at together! I’m in a hurry!"

No sooner had Ye Xuan’s words fallen than he heard rapid gasps of breath.

Tssk tssk!

In response to these words, the entire audience was in an uproar.

Damn!

True to form, a brash braggart!

"Alright! If I don’t burn you to a crisp, that ans you’ve got skin as thick as a wall!"

Weng Hong was enraged.

Damn it!

Indeed, I have been underestimated!

"Both competitors, to your positions! The match will begin after five seconds!"

The staff on the stage also raised their arms, gesturing the signal for battle.

At this mont.

Li Zechuan sits in the spectator stands, eyes tightly closed.

As if the victory or defeat of this battle is no longer of his concern.

Under everyone’s gaze.

The five seconds also ca to an end.

As ti went by.

Weng Hong, a second-rank Blast Fla Mage King, held in his hand a wand that emitted a purple glow.

A powerful magic aura emanated from the tip of the wand.

Another thing.

At the sa ti, Ye Xuan also produced a wand burning with flas in his hand!

At its tip floated a red Demon Crystal, emitting a magic power that far surpassed that of the wand in Weng Hong’s hand!

Everyone was stunned.

They all realized that these two guys were going to clash head-on!

"Heh, truly courting death!"

Seeing that his opponent had also taken out his wand, Weng Hong couldn’t help but sneer.

He is the true magic caster!

Especially after reaching the second rank, both his Spells and magic power had greatly improved!

Moreover, his level and base attributes were definitely much higher than his opponent’s, so there was no way he could win!

"Star Burst!"

Without any hesitation.

As a surge of powerful magic power flowed, a cluster of starfire ford around the wand, carrying a terrifying temperature!

This was not just any ordinary small fireball!

It was a crimson star, as if it had condensed all power!

Combined with the wand in hand, it even more dramatically showcased the power of this A-grade advanced magic!

The whole process took only a second!

Looking up at the starfire of his own creation, Weng Hong secretly praised himself for indeed being an exceptional genius.

Just as he was ready to turn around and see his opponent’s probably incomplete spell, he couldn’t help but let out a disdainful laugh.

Just then.

"Weng Hong... Watch out!"

From below the stage.

A second-year classmate who was on good terms with Weng Hong exclaid in alarm!

With a roar.

The smile on Weng Hong’s face vanished in an instant!

This is bad!

He was horrified to discover that a massive fla, like a giant fire dragon, was roaring towards him!

"Damn it!" he bellowed.

Weng Hong cursed inwardly!

No, this can’t be!

He had never expected that this guy could cast a spell and even surpass a true Mage King like himself!

What made him even more despairing was.

He didn’t even have a chance to use the life-saving ultimate move of a second-rank Mage King, let alone clash the starfire with the Fla of Fla Dragon using the wand!

Under his companion’s warning, he turned back to see the fireball, only to realize it was too late to defend against it.

Therefore.

"No!" A miserable scream rang out.

In Weng Hong’s screams, he had no power to resist and could only watch helplessly as the Fire Dragon exploded before him!

Bang!

When the Fire Dragon fireball exploded, everyone at the venue stared dumbfounded at Weng Hong, seeing his body already engulfed in roaring flas!

At the sa ti, the Fla of Fla Dragon also hamred furiously against the defensive barrier, causing it to tremble violently!

All of this proved how terrifying this strike was!

However.

What stunned everyone was.

Whoosh!

That cold figure, as if fearing that Weng Hong had not been burned to death, raised his fla-wielding wand again, unleashing another Fire Dragon!