The guard heard his second young master calling the other party's master, so he looked up at the invisible person behind Mo Fan. Before he could see clearly, his eyes were stinging. The guard was startled, not daring to offend, and lowered his head even more.
The Magic Arena is located in the center of the town, and it is an open competition platform-like venue. A large open space was left around, so as not to hurt the innocent people around by fighting on the stage.
At this moment, the Illusory Arena, which is normally empty, is in full swing, and there are applause. The high platforms on both sides were full of people, one of them was the Wang family, the number one magician family in the town, and the other was the Mo family.
Just listen to the patriarch of the Wang clan say, "Patriarch Mo, your Mo clan's children are nothing more than that."
On the stage, the children of the Mo family showed signs of decline, as if they would be defeated in the next moment. Sure enough, as soon as the head of the Wang clan finished speaking, the Mo clan's disciple collapsed to the ground, sweating profusely and panting, obviously having no strength to continue.
The Mo family belongs to the ancient illusionist family in the town, which has been inherited for thousands of years. However, as the illusion world is declining, the strength of the Mo family's children is getting worse.
The Wang family is a family of magicians that has emerged in the past hundred years. The children of the Wang family are all very talented. In the town, their reputation faintly surpasses that of the Mo family. However, the Mo family is an ancient family that has been passed down for thousands of years, and the deep-rooted thoughts of the townspeople will not be easily broken.
But if the Wang family defeated the Mo family in full view, it would be different. The patriarch of the Wang clan showed a smug smile.
"I don't know if there are any disciples in the Mo patriarch's clan who want to compete on stage?"
The patriarch of the Mo clan had an ugly face, his eyes wandered among the disciples, but everyone he looked at lowered their heads. He let out a long sigh and was about to speak when he heard a teenager's voice in the crowd, "And me."
The head of the Mo family looked towards the place where the voice came from, but saw that the young man was very strange, not a child he was used to seeing.
Could it be, which bastard is it
The hope in his eyes dimmed, and the Mo clan chief shook his head. So what if I'm a descendant of the Mo family, a bastard from a partial branch, how high can illusion be
"Patriarch Mo, I'm Mo Fan, I'm back," Mo Fan approached, looked at his father's excited face, and called "Dad".
"Mo Fan? Is it Xiao Fan?" The Mo Clan Chief asked in surprise.
Since Mo Fan left the house ten years ago, he has not been back, only the safe news from Ming Shi every year.
The head of the Mo clan turned his head and saw the young man beside Mo Fan. The mediocrity of young people will forget the other person's appearance as soon as they turn their heads. But how can you just see and forget
Guessing the other party's identity, the Mo clan chief was even more excited.
Back then when they sent their disciples there, they were always apprehensive, wondering if Ming Shi would get bored. Now that Mo Fan is from the Hui family, Ming Shi also followed him down the mountain. It can be seen that Mo Fan had a good time with Ming Shi, and even pleased the other party.
If Mo Fan came to power, it would definitely not be a problem to defeat the younger generation of the Wang clan. Regardless of Mo Fan's aptitude, he will not be underestimated if he has studied under Ming Shi's school for ten years.
The patriarch of the Wang clan didn't know Mo Fan's identity, so he asked, "Patriarch Mo, is this also a disciple of your clan?"
"Exactly, this is Mo Fan, the son of the Great Elder of the Mo Clan."
"Why have you never heard of it?" The patriarch of the Wang clan hesitated.
"Xiaofan went out to study illusion, and just returned to the clan today. It's just right, I can see how Xiaofan is learning today." The confidence of the Mo family patriarch greatly increased, he laughed and signaled Mo Fan to come on stage.
Mo Fan turned his head to look at Ming Shi, saw Ming Shi nodding, and then walked up to the stage.
The method of phantom fighting competition is different everywhere. In this small town, the illusion competition adopts the simplest turn-based system. That is, Party A and Party B use illusion respectively, whoever loses first will be considered as the loser.
The competition is divided into three rounds, and the system of two out of three rounds is adopted. If there is no winner three times, it will be five times, and if it fails five times, it will be considered a tie.
The Patriarch of the Wang Clan, who had won several rounds, was in a happy mood, and said to Patriarch Mo, "Mr. Mo Fan has just returned home. He must be unfamiliar with the rules of our competition. Why don't you let Mr. Mo make the move first?"
The patriarch of the Mo clan proudly said, "No need, since it's the Wang's children's turn to go first, you will go first."
"Since Patriarch Mo is so confident, let us start the game." Patriarch Wang said disapprovingly.
The Mo family's strength in the small town is getting worse and worse, and it's only because of a name that has been passed down for thousands of years that it can have such prestige. According to his understanding, among the disciples in this life, Mo's strength is the highest but he has only reached the third level, and the children in other clans already have fourth-level illusion masters.
The patriarch of the royal family said to the Wang family disciples on the stage, "Show your skills."
The boy nodded heavily, looking at Mo Fan with contempt. He is not the strongest in the clan, but he is also one of the best. It is just a waste of time to deal with a mere Mo family member.
The young man from the Wang family glanced his eyes and turned his mind. He took a bowl of water and sprinkled it on the silk surface of the lantern with fishes playing in the water on the stage. Everyone looked again, and saw that the fish was swimming like a living thing in the inch of space the size of the silk cloth.
This is the true and false realm of the third realm of illusion masters. The fish is real, the water is real, and the silk cloth is transformed into a square inch, and the swimming image is just an illusion.
The young man from the Wang family looked proudly at Mo Fan and smiled provocatively. Mo Fan glanced at him lightly, as if he didn't pay attention to people, and the boy's smile changed color with anger.
The Mo Clan Chief looked at Mo Fan expectantly, but there was worry in his eyes. In their eyes, this young man's illusion can be detected at a glance, but they have practiced for decades, and the young man has only practiced for a few years, so it is unknown what will happen in the future.
Mo Fan just raised his hand, and the surprised crowd stopped being surprised. It turned out that the vivid picture on the lamp became a painting again.
Seeing that Mo Fan easily dispelled the illusion, the patriarch of the Wang clan couldn't help but become serious. This boy, whom he had never heard of, seemed to be not simple.
Mo Fan didn't rely on anything outside, just raised his hand lightly, and the painting on the lamp became like a fish playing in the water again, and there was a faint sound of water. This alone is better than that young man from the Wang family. In the second round, Mo Fan did not choose a complicated method. Gently beating the beat, you can see the grass on the edge of the stage grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it blooms invincibly in an instant, multiplying, spreading from that one to several, dozens of flowers, until it spreads all over the competition stage , the fragrance of flowers is overflowing.
The young man of the Wang family was unable to resolve this illusion, and seeing Mo Fan staring at him made him blush.
"Come back." The patriarch of the Wang clan suddenly said, and the beautiful scenery full of flowers disappeared into nothingness at the same time as the voice sounded, and there were bursts of pity in the crowd.
"Wang Fuli, you go."
"Yes, patriarch."
Another young man stepped out from the Wang family's disciples and slowly walked up the steps, "I admit that your strength is not bad, but it's still a bit short."
Mo Fan raised his eyebrows, "No comparison, how do you know?"
Wang Fu was confident, and said proudly, "I have stepped into the fourth realm of illusion master, which is also true and false." In this town, he is the leader of the young generation.
The worry in the eyes of the Mo family head deepened, but the look of expectation did not diminish. Mo Fan was following Ming Shi, while Wang Fuli of the Wang clan was just following an elder in the Wang clan to practice illusion.
The head of the Mo family trusted Mo Fan even more, but the son of the Wang family had been famous for a long time, and Mo Fan had just returned to the town, so he couldn't figure it out.
Wang Fuli made a gesture of invitation, and this time, Mo Fan made the first move.
Mo Fan picked up the pen and ink on the side of the table, and wandered between the pens. In just a few breaths, a black and white crane appeared on the paper.
Wang Fuli sneered, "Small tricks."
Mo Fan said casually, "You are not the only one who has entered the fourth realm."
"What?" Wang Fuli's face froze in the ridicule that he hadn't put away yet.
As the drawing paper was rolled and unwound, the crane suddenly uttered a loud and clear cry, its wings fluttering, and it soared into the sky. And the painting is already empty.
The onlookers looked at each other in blank dismay, another genius came out
Being able to step into the fourth realm in his teens, even among big families in the city, can be called a talent, but in this small town, there are two of them at once.
What Mo Fan performed was just the technique of getting started in the fourth realm, which was not difficult for Wang Fuli, but his complexion was not good-looking.
The other party blatantly slapped him in the face on stage, how could he swallow this breath
"It seems that you still have some skills." Wang Fuli squeezed out a sentence.
Mo Fan rolled his eyes in his heart.
Why do these cannon fodder like to use language to highlight their sense of superiority
Mo Fan didn't speak, Wang Fu was annoyed secretly, and continued, "It's just a beginner's technique, today I will let you see what the real fourth realm is."
However, Wang Fuli still lost.
He seemed to have been hit, his face was pale, and his lips trembled slightly. Hearing the cheers of Mo's disciples on the other side, it was as if waves of humiliation were rushing towards him.
He's the most talented magician in town!
Seeing that Wang Fuli was not in the right state, the head of the Wang clan hurriedly took people away. Suppressing the other party is a small matter, if it is a loss of a child who is sure to be successful in the future, then the loss outweighs the gain.
"This must be Master Ming Shi." The Mo clan chief greeted and saluted respectfully.
At this moment, the group had returned to Mo's mansion. The First Elder's wife, who was following the First Elder, asked Mo Fan about his life in the past few years. Mo Fan answered patiently, but glanced at Ming Shi from time to time.
Ming Shi nodded slightly.
"Master is going down the mountain. It is an honor for our family to come to our family. I have sent people to go down to prepare a meal and a house. Master will stay here?"
That being said, the Mo clan chief asked in a questioning tone. Ming Shi's status and status are beyond his reach, even the deceased elders of their clan should respectfully salute each other when they see each other.
Ming Shi was used to not eating human food, so he only drank a little wine at the banquet, the Mo clan chief thought the food was not to Ming Shi's taste, and secretly broke out in a cold sweat. It was Mo Fan who said something to him before letting go of the heart he had been carrying.
There is a certain distance between the main house and the guest rooms, and the arrangement made by the Mo clan chief for Ming Shi is naturally the best, and it is also close to the backyard. However, Mo Fan was used to the closeness of the other party to him, so he couldn't sleep in the familiar yet unfamiliar room, so he rushed to knock on the door.
Inside the door, Ming Shi's clothes were neatly dressed, his jade-like face shone brightly under the light.
"Master." Mo Fan walked in by himself.
Ming Shi closed the door and asked "what's the matter".
Mo Fan said aggrievedly, "Master, I just miss you and want to see you."
Ming Shi paused, and said lightly, "It's only an hour."
"I'm not used to not seeing you for a moment."
Ming Shi stared at Mo Fan, turned his eyes away, and sat down cross-legged on the bench, "It's getting late, go back and rest early."
"I can't sleep without Master."
"Don't make trouble."
The words of reprimand, combined with a touch of tenderness, did not feel like a reprimand at all, but instead made Mo Fan smile.
"Master, I knew you couldn't bear to part with me," Mo Fan rolled his eyes, "Why don't I sleep with you?"
"This is not Xuefeng." Partition walls have ears, so you must pay attention to your words and deeds.
Mo Fan scratched at the hem of his clothes, "We are masters and apprentices, what's wrong with sharing a room? Besides, Master, you are so powerful, why do you still care about other people's thoughts?"
It is precisely because of his strength that he cares more about the eyes of others.
Ming Shi sighed in his heart, and said resolutely, "You will go back later."
Knowing that the other party was determined not to let him stay, Mo Fan responded with a na na.
Ming Shi seldom goes to the snow peak, and even if he appears in front of people, he never stays overnight. But this time, he lived in Mo's for more than half a month. The Mo clan chief knew in his heart that the other party must be doing this for Mo Fan.
The author has something to say: When I heard the barking of the puppy at noon, I thought it was the enchanting goods outside. As a result, I gave the dog some food at night, and found that there were five more dark things in its den!
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