Full-Time Magister: The Strongest Summoned Beast is Actually Myself

Chapter 161, Destroying Pei Li
"The outcome is decided!" the referee shouted.

The transparent barrier on the arena trembled slightly before dissipating, and the Mind Bird slowly folded its wings and returned behind Mo Fan, its eyes still carrying that indifferent and disdainful air of looking down on all living beings.

No one could believe that the U.S. Pavilion, which had remained unbroken for so long, had been broken so easily today.

This news will surely spread around the world soon.

“You have won. You are the true champions. I apologize for my previous arrogance.” Boblin, having recovered from his injuries, handed over the Order of the National Museum.

Chen Hao nodded and took the medal engraved with the Statue of Liberty.

This is a victory, not just a victory in the game, but a victory for the Dragon Kingdom National Team in breaking through prejudice and proving its worth internationally.

Other members of the American team stepped forward, their expressions varying—some ashamed, some unwilling—but none dared to look down on them anymore.

……

After leaving Liberty Island, the group decided to make a short stop in New York to relax and enjoy a leisurely trip abroad.

Zhao Manyan, Mu Ningxue, Nan Jue, and others chose to stroll casually through the streets of Manhattan, enjoying the free atmosphere of this bustling metropolis. Meanwhile, Chen Hao had already pulled Nan Rongni back to the hotel at top speed.

"I've been feeling a bit hot lately, I need to cool down," Chen Hao said seriously, but his feet moved so fast it was like he was flying.

Nan Rongni could only blush and be dragged away like a doll.

……

Just as Chen Hao was "training intensely" at the hotel, Mo Fan's rhythm suddenly changed!
It was a bright and sunny summer day, but the sky suddenly darkened. Tiny ice crystals began to fall from the air, then turned into hard hailstones that pelted the streets with a crisp yet dull "clang."

"The weather changed so quickly?" Zhao Manyan looked up at the sky and frowned. "What kind of summer blizzard is this in New York?"

"Don't make a fuss over nothing," Mo Fan joked with a fair-skinned coffee girl in front of a street-side coffee shop. "In the world of mages, this kind of weather is normal."

The girl chuckled and handed over the coffee: "So what kind of mage are you? The kind who creates sunshine, or the kind who brings storms?"

"Me? I bring... a thunderous force." Mo Fan revealed his signature smile, about to make a few more jokes, when he suddenly felt the space behind him violently tremble!

"boom--!!!"

Dozens of cold lights shot out from the end of the street, and the ice spikes, as sharp as spears, tore through the air like lightning, instantly piercing through the walls and glass doors of the coffee shop!
"Fuck!!"

Mo Fan reacted extremely quickly, swiftly summoning his armored magical artifact, grabbing the coffee girl and rolling backward to dodge.

"puff--!"

However, an ice spike still pierced through the aftershocks of the defense and struck the girl hard in the chest. Blood spurted out, and the girl's face turned deathly pale as she collapsed into Mo Fan's arms.

"hateful!!"

Mo Fan was furious and suddenly released the fire star map. The flames surged and exploded like a tidal wave, but the next second, an even colder and more domineering frost power descended and instantly froze half of his magic power!

"Domain suppression!?"

Mo Fan was startled, realizing that the newcomer was no ordinary person. His flames were trapped in the opponent's ice domain, unable to exert their full power.

"who!!!!!"

Mo Fan roared, lightning crackling around his arms as he prepared to launch a powerful attack.

"Don't rush, we're here." Zhao Manyan appeared just in time, raising a holy light shield to protect Mo Fan.

Mu Ningxue followed closely behind. As soon as she appeared, she tried to compete for the ice element and interfere with the opponent's domain. Unfortunately, she was still too inexperienced, and the opponent's ice-type skills were far superior to hers.

Pedestrians screamed and fled in all directions as sirens blared.

“There!” Mu Ningxue stared at the eaves of a tall building. Amidst the snow and ice, a man in a gray-blue robe stood silently, coldly watching them.

After a fierce battle, even the three of them working together were no match for their opponent. The entire street was completely destroyed by the ravages of ice and snow, but thankfully they managed to hold on.

This was the territory of the Temple of Liberty, surrounded by surveillance magic devices. Just a minute later, more than ten mages clad in black and gold robes descended from the sky, and a powerful temple barrier quickly covered the entire area.

Pei Li glanced down at them, said nothing, and quietly withdrew his domain, transforming into a streak of ice light that disappeared into the shadows of the tall buildings.

"He's gone..." Mu Ningxue breathed a sigh of relief, a little cold sweat on her forehead.

"This isn't over!!" Mo Fan slowly stood up. The coffee girl in his arms had been healed and taken over by the temple mage. He stared at the direction where the mysterious man had disappeared, his gaze growing colder.

If the temple mage hadn't arrived in time, he would have been ready to use his demonic power.

……

At the hotel, Chen Hao finally managed to silence Nan Rongni, leaving the room in a mess. He had just gotten up to take a shower when he received a message from Mu Ningxue.

After hearing the situation, he raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Mo Fan has been attacked again?"

He was somewhat puzzled. According to his memories from his previous life, Mo Fan's growth trajectory had long since deviated from the original path, so he shouldn't have been targeted by Hei Jue Ting.

But soon, he figured out the key point.

Black Jue Ting's true target wasn't Mo Fan, but rather the forbidden artifact hidden within the Temple of Liberty—the Dimensional Triangle Mirror. This object was crucial for them to unlock the Underworld; their attack on Mo Fan was likely merely a ploy to draw the Temple of Liberty's attention.

During the chaos in the ancient capital, Mo Fan and Chen Hao exposed Hei Jue Ting of Hua Village, which caused the Salang operation to be launched ahead of schedule—naturally, the other party held a grudge.

This time in New York, they are most likely planning to restart the operation, and just taking the opportunity to "clean up" this troublemaker.

"However, since you dare to do this to me... then you really don't take me seriously."

Chen Hao's eyes were icy cold; he had already figured out how to deal with this guy.

……

Seventh Street in New York has been sealed off and reduced to a semi-ruin. Large traces of glacial destruction remain on the ground in front of the coffee shop, and a strong sense of psychological oppression lingers in the air.

Mu Ningxue stood on the outermost edge, her face as cold as frost, the frost on her hands not yet completely dissipated. Zhao Manyan, while tending to his injuries, muttered curses, "Where did this madman come from, casting high-level magic directly in the city?"

Mo Fan stood at the very front, his brows furrowed, with lightning flickering around him.

"Has the person left?" Chen Hao arrived on his flying umbrella.

"The temple mage ran away as soon as he arrived. I don't know who he was. If it weren't for the fact that it would cause me to lose cultivation, I would have given him a piece of my mind..." Mo Fan said with a fierce tone.

“That guy is an executioner in the Black Church. He’s extremely powerful and most of them are incredibly arrogant. There’s practically no assassination or murder they can’t carry out. This group is quite terrifying. How did you get involved with them?” Oluna asked.

"Who knows?" Mo Fan sneered. "Those lunatics from the Black Vatican think on a completely different level from normal people. Let alone the reason for their actions, the fact that they showed up in the middle of the city is crazy enough."

"In any case, don't wander around anytime soon." Oluna looked at Mo Fan seriously. "The executioners are elusive and extremely good at disguising themselves. There was once a Black Church executioner who committed a crime within the National Magic Association and successfully escaped. If you don't want to die young, don't stray far from the Temple of Freedom."

Mo Fan remained silent for a moment, then finally nodded. The higher-ups of the Temple of Liberty were furious about the attack. The Black Vatican had become so brazen as to commit violence in broad daylight in an international metropolis, completely disregarding the Temple's authority.

That night, a large number of temple mages were mobilized to launch a massive search. The entire city was deployed, mental surveillance was activated, and the magical sensing network was fully operational. The target was the elusive executioner.

However, this was destined to yield no results.

……

A light rain was falling in Earl's Park.

A man in a sanitation worker's uniform was slowly sweeping fallen leaves in the rain. His body was hunched over, and his rain hat covered most of his face. No one would give him a second glance.

"Haha, all the temple mages in the city are looking for you, and you're just leisurely sweeping the floor here."

A boy stepped out, looking about fifteen or sixteen years old, with striking purple eyes. He possessed a mixed-race handsomeness, combining the elegance of the East with the sculpted features of the West, exuding captivating charm yet also hinting at danger.

"The most dangerous place is the safest place."

The sanitation worker replied in a low voice, looking up to reveal his thin chin, his tone calm.

"You did a good job," the purple-eyed boy said with a smile, "but I wish you could be even more perfect."

"You mean, you couldn't kill him in the street?" The sanitation worker stopped sweeping, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

“That’s right. Mo Fan is Salang’s main target. Killing him would be best, but capturing him alive would be even better.”

"Killing is what I'm best at."

The sanitation worker smiled faintly, but his eyes revealed a deep, cold killing intent. "Don't worry, he won't live much longer."

“Very good.” The purple-eyed boy nodded gently, then suddenly changed the subject: “However—you should be careful of another person.”

"Who?"

“Chen Hao, captain of the Dragon Kingdom National Team.” The smile on the boy’s face suddenly disappeared. “We just received news that the Red Ornament Guild was wiped out a while ago. He was the one who did it. Even the guild leader, Kaso, was beheaded by him.”

The sanitation worker's eyes finally turned serious: "Kaso?"

"Yes, this person is no ordinary person."

"Huh, that's interesting."

The sanitation worker took off his rain hat, revealing a cold and stern face, and a smile appeared on his lips. "Since that's the case... let's not keep them waiting too long."

……

At Calgary Hospital, a Chinese girl named Li Yu'e leans against her hospital bed, holding her phone in both hands, browsing some interesting information online.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the ward was quiet and peaceful. However, undercurrents were already surging in this seemingly calm afternoon.

Diagonally opposite Li Yu'e's ward, in another empty ward, Chen Hao, Mo Fan, and others were intently watching the monitor screen. Miniature cameras had been secretly installed throughout the hospital corridor and Li Yu'e's room by Chen Hao.

"Brother, is that guy really coming?" Zhao Manyan couldn't help but question. Just for some insignificant girl?

Chen Hao did not answer, his eyes fixed on the figures moving on the screen. He had set up a magic array to shield the room from perception, so even Pei Li's telepathy could not detect it.

Suddenly, Chen Hao's eyes narrowed as he focused on a masked cleaning worker on the screen who was walking towards Li Yu'e's room.

"coming!!"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, the ward door was pushed open, the nurse left, and Li Yu'e was instantly controlled by her mind.

Not long after, Mo Fan's phone rang.

Everyone looked at each other in surprise, realizing that Chen Hao had indeed been right.

"What should we do? Should we answer or not?" Mo Fan asked anxiously. Li Yu'e was in the other party's hands, and with the hospital here, he was hesitant to act rashly.

"Let's stall for time, Mu Ningxue. Proceed according to the original plan. First, clear the parking lot," Chen Hao instructed.

Mu Ningxue nodded and followed Mo Fan, using Shadow Step to leave the room and head to the parking lot to set up the battlefield, while simultaneously using phone calls to distract the other party.

Even a lion needs to go all out to hunt a rabbit. Chen Hao may despise the enemy strategically, but he will never give them any chance tactically.

Not long after, Mu Ningxue's side was finished. A large number of people were forcibly driven away, and 90% of the ice elements in the space were also controlled.

Pei Li paused, then looked up at the ceiling as if he had sensed some irreversible change.

--It's now!
Chen Hao's eyes turned cold, and he disappeared from the spot as if he had teleported. The next second, he appeared behind Pei Li like a ghost!

He gripped Pei Li's shoulder with his five fingers, unleashed his mental power, and forcibly anchored the spatial coordinates.

"You're courting death!!" Pei Li reacted extremely quickly, his body covered in ice spikes, and his mental pressure surged out like a tidal wave.

however--

Space twists!
The two were instantly "torn" out of the hospital corridor and appeared in the parking lot outside the hospital the next second.

This place had been cleared out by Mu Ningxue in advance, and the ground was frozen into a crystal ice field. There was no one within a hundred meters, only a biting cold that swept over everything!

Pei Li had just regained his footing and hadn't even had a chance to launch a counterattack when the frost beneath his feet suddenly burst open, and countless cold blades locked onto his figure from all directions.

“You… knew I was coming all along!” Pei Li finally realized that this was a meticulously planned hunt.

However, before his shock and anger could fully erupt, the sky above his head suddenly exploded, and a golden bolt of lightning fell like a heavenly tribulation, crashing down on him!

Without wasting words, Chen Hao's figure plummeted from the lightning in the sky, his entire body enveloped in a divine lightning armor, like a thunder god descending to earth.

Ice spikes burst forth from Pei Li's body, but the ice element in this space had already been stripped away beforehand, greatly reducing the effectiveness of his magic and rendering him unable to defend effectively.

They can only use their own life-saving magic item.

But the lightning was as powerful as a thunderbolt, giving him no chance to catch his breath!

boom! !

The moment the thunderous fist struck, the space trembled, and Pei Li's shield magic tool shattered under the blow!
"How is this possible?!" Pei Li coughed up blood and staggered back, his eyes filled with shock.

But his fears had only just begun.

— Holy Light Sanction!
Chen Hao opened his palm, and a dazzling light rose from his palm, transforming into seven beams of judgment that descended from the sky with absolute punishment!

"Die, you insects of the Black Vatican!"

Boom boom boom boom boom! ! !
Seven beams of light struck down in succession, trapping Pei Li in place. Each beam severely disrupted his attempts to break free, and his flesh, soul, and spirit crumbled inch by inch under the tearing of light and lightning!
(End of this chapter)