Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

The group followed Mochizuki Chika into the building.

Upon entering the West Guardian Pavilion, the foundation of the entire castle began to rise, and the recessed areas between the walls and the foundation became rivers and lakes, distributed irregularly around the West Guardian Pavilion.

Except for the river and lake on the side facing the cliff, there are them on the other three sides.

The river water is exceptionally clear, so clear that it is abnormally clear. A leaf floating on it can be seen reflected on the stone underwater.

The interior of the pavilion is twists and turns, as complex as a maze, with symmetrical designs in all directions, southeast, northwest, and people who have never been here are likely to get lost.

Mochizuki Chika led them on a brief tour, and soon they walked towards the direction closest to the cliff.

To their surprise, the suspension bridge was hanging in the air.

"We are currently in the middle pavilion, and the suspension bridge connects to the upper pavilion," Mochizuki Chika explained, noticing everyone's confusion.

The Upper Pavilion is a military conference hall, watchtower, guard corridor, magic circle tower, etc. Except for some heavyweight figures in Osaka and the guardian mages, no one else is allowed to enter the Upper Pavilion.

"Why is it so heavily guarded? Is there some treasure on the other side of the suspension bridge?" Mo Fan was a very curious person.

Mochizuki Chika glanced at him and said patiently, "That place is forbidden. Not to mention you, we can't enter either. The suspension bridge and flying corridor are the only way to the East Guardian Pavilion. Whether it's the cliff, the East Mountain, or even the air above the mountain, they are all covered with powerful restrictions. Anyone who gets close to the East Guardian Pavilion, no matter how strong, will be reduced to ashes!"

Mo Fan and Xu Fang exchanged a glance.

Got it, a budget version of the "Nine Deaths and One Life Bridge" (a bridge built on the brink of death).

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yu casually picked up a stone and threw it out.

At first, nothing happened in the airspace of the West Guardian Pavilion, but just as Stone was about to enter the other end of the suspension bridge, suddenly streaks of pale lightning flashed in the air.

Click click click...

The raging lightning wove a net, shattering the rocks into dust. The lightning covered the entire field of vision ahead, seemingly engulfing the entire West Guardian Pavilion, creating a visually stunning spectacle.

"Holy crap!" Everyone's eyes widened, and they instinctively exclaimed in surprise!

Chapter 261 Teacher Jiang, please don't do this, please don't do this

The banquet was held in the Lower Pavilion, which boasts a grand banquet hall comparable to a palace.

Prior to this, the only high-profile banquet Xu Fang had attended was Bo Cheng Yuang's coming-of-age ceremony.

If we really have to count, the recruit camp on New Year's Eve could also be considered one.

This time, many important figures from the West Guardian Pavilion came to welcome the arrival of the Huaxia National Team. Of course, the elite guards of the pavilion would not miss it either.

These people were handpicked from across the country, and their abilities are not much inferior to those of the Nationalist team.

Furthermore, with a reasonable combination of legal elements and several months of training, their combat power would be even stronger than that of the National Team!

"This is the Chinese National Team? It doesn't look very impressive!"

"A gorilla, a slick-haired gigolo, a delinquent, and a pretty boy—is there no one else in China?"

"You absolutely have to let me start later, otherwise I'm afraid I won't have a chance to play against you."

"Haha, Inoue-kun is right..."

They spoke and gestured freely in Japanese, but unexpectedly, Xu Fang could understand them and even translated for everyone.

“Am I a gorilla?” Zujimin gritted his teeth.

"A gigolo?" Zhao Manyan was furious.

"Damn it! How could someone as civilized as me, Mo Fan, be considered bad?" Mo Fan spat.

"These bastards are so blind! How can they not see my excellent inner qualities beyond my handsome appearance?" Xu Fang sighed.

Jiang Yu, Guan Yu, and Ai Jiang's paintings were too normal, so they weren't mentioned.

Li Kaifeng and Zhou Xu are just two nobodys, nothing noteworthy.

At dinner time, the girls who went shopping returned, each carrying large and small bags of purchases from the Osaka shopping district.

"Here, I bought this for you."

Jiang Shaoxu placed several large bags in front of Xu Fang. Xu Fang glanced inside and saw that they were full of all kinds of casual clothes, from jackets to underwear.

"By the way, don't you have a storage magic tool?" Xu Fang looked at the luxury bags in another large bag.

"Hehe, this kind of bag has a better atmosphere!" Jiang Shaoxu was about to explain the merits of her bags to Xu Fang when she heard a cold snort from the main seat.

"You have a lot of free time, don't you? I remember when the Korean national team came here, they were all immersed in training, but we still beat them to a pulp. You girls, on the other hand, the first thing you do when you come to Osaka is go shopping... How are you any different from ordinary girls?"

The speaker was a teacher at the Nationalist government, a woman who looked like she was going through menopause, with her hair piled high and wrinkles that she couldn't hide.

“I am a mage, but first and foremost I am a woman.”

Jiang Shaoxu was not used to it at all and said sarcastically: "Besides, today's opponents are just average, so they deserve my lack of care."

These words offended everyone.

Whether they were teachers, students, or high-ranking military officials watching the battle, everyone fell silent, and the atmosphere became heavy.

"You've got a sharp tongue, but it's all useless," a glamorous female guardian sneered.

Jiang Shaoxu pointed at her nose and scolded, "You guys cheated! It was agreed that the national server battle required players to be under 25 years old, yet you invited a senior player to help you out?"

The female guard was stunned for a moment, and when she realized what was happening, she was furious. If this were anywhere else, she would have already started fighting with Jiang Shaoxu.

"Ah Xu, don't be like that," Xu Fang advised gently. "You've been eating all afternoon, and we haven't eaten anything yet. Why don't you eat your fill before you start cursing?"

At this, everyone in the West Guardian Pavilion twitched, inwardly cursing a thousand times.

“Young people are still too impetuous,” said a robust old man with a thick beard, sitting at the head of the table.

“But his strength is indeed not to be underestimated. I sent people to collect information on him, and I estimate that he is very likely to be the number one person in the Chinese National Academy,” said Mochizuki Chika.

Wangyue Mingjian nodded slowly, his gaze lingering on Xu Fang for a moment, but he didn't say anything more.

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The dinner ended in this eerie atmosphere.

Fujikata Nobuko, a menopausal woman, is the instructor of the guard team. She arranged for the fighting arena to be prepared at the banquet.

After the banquet, everyone headed straight for the arena.

"How should we fight? Let's draw a line. Is it one-on-one or a group fight?" Zhao Manyan asked first, the title of "cowboy" deeply hurting his pride.

"Why not one-on-one, to avoid some mediocre guys?" one of the men on the other side sneered.

"Don't be a fool and steal other people's idioms!"

"What did you say···"

The arena turned into a sea of ​​trash talk.

On the Chinese side, Zhao Manyan and Mo Fan surrounded Ai Jiangtu, insisting on playing no matter what, and even that cowardly Kunba brat Zu Jiming wanted a spot.

There's no way around it, it's about saving face!

He was already struggling to get by in the Nationalist team, constantly being looked down upon by Nan Jue or ignored by Xu Fang. If he were to back down now, he'd really be out of luck.

Ai Jiangtu said: "The first match is Mo Fan, the second match is Zhao Manyan, the third match is Jiang Shaoxu, the fourth match is Guan Yu, and the fifth match is Zu Jiming."

He had witnessed Mo Fan's strength firsthand in Flying Bird City; his destructive magic could render opponents helpless.

Zhao Manyan was like a turtle shell, and Yan Mingsi had also obtained a wooden fish that could enhance defense, so Ai Jiangtu himself couldn't break through his defense for a while.

Jiang Shaoxu, needless to say, was an acquaintance and had even broken through to the advanced level before the National Government assembled.

The three of them are strong enough to defeat the other side.

Even if Zhao Manyan makes a mistake, Guan Yu can be used as a backup, and Zu Jiming is just there to fill the quota.

As for Xu Fang, Ai Jiangtu had no intention of playing this card at all, saving it for when facing powerful nations like Britain, the United States, and Germany.

The game officially begins.

In the first match, Mo Fan didn't use any high-level magic at all. Lightning and fire intertwined, and a few mid-level spells cleanly and efficiently defeated his opponent.

Compared to him, Zhao Manyan in the second match was like a sluggish old turtle, his main trait being to cower in fear.

The two played like a table tennis defensive player duel, with endless back-and-forth tug-of-war.

The opponent was almost driven to the brink of annihilation before he slowly launched a counterattack to end the match.

The third match was between Jiang Shaoxu and her opponent, the middle-aged woman and young girl, Xiaochi Xiangzi, with whom she had previously exchanged barbs.

Unsurprisingly, in a one-on-one fight, a mind-based mage has virtually no reason to lose, as the continuous mental impact leaves the opponent with absolutely no chance to unleash a single spell.

Koike Shoko's strength was probably not bad, but Jiang Shaoxu's mind magic had an absolute advantage, and before long, Koike Shoko couldn't bear the humiliation and admitted defeat.

"Ambition knows no age; without ambition, a hundred years is wasted. Auntie, go home and practice for another two years." Jiang Shaoxu held her head high, like a proud swan.

Shoko Koike's teeth were practically shattering; she was so angry!

"Unfortunately, with three wins out of three, I won't have a chance to play." Guan Yu, who was ranked fourth, snorted coldly.

He couldn't stand Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan, these two cronies, yet they both stole the limelight, how could he not be furious?

Zu Jiming is alright, but the newbie is eager to be carried to victory.

"Let's go," Ai Jiangtu said, glancing at the Japanese, preparing to take the Nationalist government badge and leave.

"Please wait a moment."

A gentle voice rang out, and Mochizuki Chika rose gracefully: "Chika has long admired Xu Sang. Would you be so kind as to ask me for some advice?"

"Chisaki!"

Fujikata Nobuko said anxiously, "It's not worth it for an instructor to challenge a student."

Winning would be an act of bullying the weak, an unfair victory.

If they lost... Nobuko Fujikata didn't even want to think about it!

There's this guy in my book club who calls himself Shennong. He said my writing is terrible and asked me to refund the 20 yuan he paid for bulk subscriptions... The worst part is that his profile shows he hasn't subscribed to a single chapter. I'm devastated. It turns out that the book club and I colluded to embezzle his money.

Moreover, this account has never subscribed to a single book, and the only comments it has are negative ones directed at me. I am flattered by this honor.

Most importantly, this guy thinks it's terrible, but he's also very enthusiastic, actively replying to comments in the book club that praise me, saying that the book is actually garbage. His diligence is admirable. If I had that ability, I would have been updating more than 10,000 words a day long ago.

Seriously, they say fame brings trouble, but I'm not famous yet. You'd better not be that bastard I took down for plagiarism. Otherwise, I really can't think of anyone else I've offended—it can't just be a complete stranger, right?