Chapter 4

Hearing Ye Zhenghong's words, Peng Jun felt like he was about to burst into flames. How could there be such a shameless person? He couldn't wait to teach him a lesson, and he couldn't bear it for a moment longer!!

"Wind Track!"

"Wind Track!"

A battle between beginner wind mages was clearly not suitable for spectators. Earth and Light mages, at the very least, had some influence on each other's abilities. But when it came to Water and Wind mages, one had purely movement skills, and the other had defensive skills. Was it supposed to be a brawl like street thugs? Fortunately, it was a battle between wind mages. If it were two water mages, they might not even be able to touch each other, and they would just part ways amicably.

After the match started, the audience of students were relieved that it wasn't a battle between water mages. But after two minutes, they wished it had been a water mage battle! At least a brawl would have been more exciting. Instead, for two minutes, it turned into a race in the center of the arena! What was the point? Were they going to have a sports competition to see who could run faster?

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Peng Jun was on the verge of a mental breakdown. The opponent's Wind Track was even more proficient than his own. And the way the opponent kept looking back with that infuriating expression, it seemed like he was holding back...

Ye Zhenghong was also surprised. Although both were Level 3 Wind Track, with his family's physique, he should have had a significant advantage in controlling elemental skills. For Peng Jun to be able to keep up with him, he must have had some talent... Yes, Ye Zhenghong's occasional glances at Peng Jun weren't just to mock him. When he glanced back again, he noticed that Peng Jun seemed to have been distracted for a moment.

The two had maintained a distance of about ten meters, which Ye Zhenghong deliberately controlled. Even if he were to ambush, it would just be a matter of using Wind Track. The most important thing for a wind mage was to seize the opportunity and act without hesitation!

Peng Jun was only distracted for less than five seconds, but in that time, the opponent seized the opportunity to attack! The owner of that infuriating face suddenly appeared right in front of him, one hand outstretched and pressed against his stomach. Just as Peng Jun was stunned by the unexpected attack, he suddenly felt a massive elemental force hit him, sending him flying. This force was definitely not from the wind element!

Ye Zhenghong's hair fluttered slightly, and a fierce electric glow surrounded him. His pupils glowed with a terrifying purple, a color that seemed to carry boundless fury!!

Losing without any regret... This was Peng Liang's last thought before he lost consciousness in mid-air.

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Lightning, it was actually lightning power!!

The spectators were not blind. Duels between freshmen were quite rare, and this had attracted many students from other faculties. The crowd had grown several times larger. The duel between the two wind mages had been utterly boring, but just as everyone was about to leave, a big surprise emerged!

Everyone knew that beginner mages could only master one element, but this young man had mastered two! He was definitely a mid-level mage! Many of the students who had entered with pride were now questioning their own lives... How could there be such a huge gap between them, all being freshmen? This guy had already broken through to the mid-level, while many were still stuck at beginner Level 2...

"Cough, everyone, please quiet down. Now, do you have any questions about Ye Zhenghong's admission? Actually, you don't need to be disheartened. If you work hard, you will eventually reach the mid-level... Oh, right, Ye Zhenghong is only 17 years old this year, which is one of the main reasons for his exceptional admission," Teacher Zheng announced at the right moment. He had only intended to watch the freshmen's PK, but he had forgotten that this was the Wind Faculty's admission exam, and many of the students were still beginner mages. The level of combat... it was better not to watch, better not to watch...

After Teacher Zheng's words, many of the spectators were not just questioning their lives, but were thoroughly despairing... Teacher, did you deliberately say the last part to打击我们这些凡人? What do you mean by not being disheartened? He's only 17 years old, and at 17, I couldn't even connect seven stars!

Many people let out another cry of despair, and the number of people planning to meet on the rooftop would not be few...

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"Mu Yun, Mu Yun, there are freshmen dueling over there. Let's go check it out!" Su Mu Yun was originally planning to explore the new campus alone when she ran into an acquaintance. The woman beside her was smaller in stature, but her impressive assets would fill a computer screen. With her nearly perfect face, she looked like a wild lolita... and a particularly mature type at that.

In this campus brimming with youthful hormones, the biggest topic in the boys' dorms at night was definitely girls! A combination of a goddess and a lolita walking through the campus was a beautiful sight, regardless of whether they had girlfriends or were single dogs, they all added to the ranks of those turning their heads.

The petite girl ran up to Su Mu Yun, as if she had discovered something interesting.

"Shuang Man, why are you running so fast?" Su Mu Yun rubbed her forehead, a bit helplessly.

"There's a duel between freshmen at the Wind Faculty. Even though they're just freshmen, it's still a mage battle. Mu Yun, let's go and join in the fun!" Yu Shuang Man said, pulling Su Mu Yun's arm and running towards the Wind Faculty...

When they arrived at the Wind Faculty, the place was already packed. But beauty always had its privileges. Didn't you see those two burly guys sweating as they pushed forward, only to step aside when they saw the beauties?

Su Mu Yun quickly found out that the freshmen were dueling because they couldn't stand each other. But when she got closer to the makeshift arena and saw the main participants, she lost interest... This Young Master Ye always had to show off his power, no matter where he was. She then pulled Yu Shuang Man out of the crowd again.

"Hey, Mu Yun, why are you pulling me out? Don't you want to see the result of the duel?" Yu Shuang Man asked, puzzled.

"..." That's Ye Zhenghong. He has already become a mid-level mage in the past two years, so this duel is not worth watching," Su Mu Yun explained.

"Ye Zhenghong? The Young Master Ye? Oh, I remember now. He used to be a problem child, but I didn't expect him to become so powerful. Breaking through to the mid-level in just two years..." Yu Shuang Man's eyes lit up. As children of families in the capital, the "problem children" of their generation had all met each other and easily recalled each other.

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Ye Zhenghong, who had been exceptionally admitted, quickly became a topic of discussion among many freshmen, especially because he was a 17-year-old mid-level mage. Many freshmen initially didn't believe it, but after countless confirmations, they had no choice but to believe... And so, the school's rooftop once again saw a peak in visitors.

But Ye Zhenghong, who had been exceptionally admitted, found it utterly boring. Although the school rules stated that the first half of the first year had to be spent in the campus dorms, there were always exceptions... Bored, Young Master Ye had already gone to the snack street to indulge in some greasy food. The luxury car in front of him made him a bit stunned. Was this the kind of car that should be on the snack street? Which young master had such poor taste to come here to pick up girls!

As he was thinking, a tall man with golden hair walked out of a nearby barbecue stand. The man had fair skin, a straight nose, and a face with sharp, Western-like features, yet he retained the beauty of an Easterner. Ye Zhenghong was stunned. He didn't expect this tasteless young master to be him...

"Hey, girl, let me tell you, back in the gym... Holy crap!" The golden-haired man seemed to have noticed something incredible and pushed the girl in front of him away.

"Damn, I thought some tasteless young master had risen to prominence while I was away from the capital, but it's you, Zhao Manting! What, are you looking for new thrills again?" Ye Zhenghong leaned against Zhao Manyan's luxury car, looking at the clearly disheveled man and woman who had just slipped out of the barbecue stand.

"Damn it, how many times have I told you, it's Manyan, not Manting!" Zhao Manyan shouted in anger.

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To be continued

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