Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

Compared to Penny Ja, who focuses on charity and is good at winning people's hearts, Asha Ruya, who has the halo of "adopted daughter of the Holy Son Wen Tai", and Ye Xinxia, ​​who is just there to make up the numbers, the Holy Maiden Ander has always been known for her iron-fisted methods.

The Knights' Temple, the largest armed force in the entire Parthenon, was in the hands of this woman.

Many people were optimistic about her, believing that the position of goddess was already in Ander's grasp.

Therefore, her mysterious death has caused a global stir, and the Parthenon has yet to issue a direct response.

"Many people suspect that Saint Andrew did not die of illness, but committed suicide out of fear of punishment."

Jiang Shaoxu immediately joined the gossip, leaning against the headboard and placing her two small, delicate feet on Xu Da's thighs.

Xu Fang casually conjured a small ball of light and gently stroked it on the sole of Jiang Shaoxu's foot, causing Jiang Shaoxu to hum comfortably.

"The Dark Lord Eisendall, who was previously arrested, has been executed. He had a close personal relationship with Saintess Andre... These are the exact words of the Holy Inquisition."

Jiang Shaoxu said with great interest, "I also have some exciting videos here, do you want to see them?"

Is it prohibited?

"It's illegal! Both distributing and watching it are illegal."

"Then I'll have to give it a good critique."

Jiang Shaoxu took her feet out of Xu Fang's arms, leaned against him, and played a banned video on her phone.

"It seems like it was secretly recorded by some member of the Holy Tribunal; you can't see Eisendell from this angle," Jiang Shaoxu said.

The video was indeed very blurry, and there was a lot of interference from magical fluctuations, but a towering silhouette could still be seen in the blur, with a black wheel shaking the heavens and the earth.

Even just seeing the tip of the iceberg is breathtaking; it feels like the immense energy is about to burst forth from the screen at any moment.

A tiny figure was slapped several kilometers away by this being before disappearing into the darkness.

“If I’m not mistaken, this thing is a skeletal creature, a mythical beast in ancient Greece that represents the realm of the dead,” Jiang Shaoxu said.

Xu Fang: "I've heard of it. It's said to be modeled after our country's totem."

"That's one way to put it, but there's still a difference!"

Jiang Shaoxu said with a touch of pride, "The Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise—if any one of these four totems existed, Hai La would be instantly annihilated. But they're all nowhere to be found..."

At this point, Jiang Shaoxu became somewhat dejected.

The next moment, she was pulled into an embrace, and Xu Fang's voice rang out:

"If we can't find it, then let's go find it! Whether it's the totem or my brother-in-law, with the two of us working together, how could we not find it?"

Looking at his childish and immature appearance, Jiang Shaoxu didn't know whether to be touched or laugh.

With her little head resting on his shoulder, Jiang Shaoxu immediately noticed the hair tie that Mu Nujiao had just given her.

Ugh···

Jiang Shaoxu closed her eyes.

I'll let it go this time.

Chapter 335 is Xu Fang's turn! Xu Fang has entered the stage!

"CCTV! CCTV! This is reporter Xiaochuan, and I am currently at the Venice Grand Finals arena!"

Xiao Chuan stood in front of the Colosseum in Venice, his face glowing.

At this moment, he felt he had reached the pinnacle of his life. As a reporter from one of the top eight countries, he felt honored!

"Okay, we can see that the draw results for the quarterfinals are in!"

"The first match is between the Greek team and the American team! Greece is a well-known ancient country of magic, and is home to the Parthenon, a prestigious magical organization. It is one of the few countries that can rival the American team!"

"In the second match, it's a battle between Britain and France. Britain's Zhelu is currently ranked number one in the National Team rankings. We'll be watching his performance closely!"

"The third match is between Canada and Egypt."

"The fourth match is between China and Germany! Germany has Reddy, known as the number one destruction mage in the National Government. He specializes in lightning, fire, and space. His every move shakes the earth!"

Xiao Chuan provides passionate commentary.

The competition began quickly. In the first match, the two sides were evenly matched, with the Greek team narrowly defeating the American team and advancing to the winners' bracket.

The second match was a huge surprise. Zhe Luo eliminated three team members in a row using only summoning techniques, and the remaining opposing team members actually chose to surrender under immense pressure!

The French roosters on the field couldn't even lift their heads, and the waves of laughter from the entire stadium made them so embarrassed that they wished they could disappear into a crack in the ground.

The third match was the least prestigious and had the fewest audience members.

In a truly astonishing turn of events, the Egyptian team defeated the Canadian team amidst a bloodbath!

Not to mention others, even the Egyptian people at the scene were stunned, and many people tore off their clothes and cheered.

In the fourth game, Xu Fang did not play. The three core players, Mo Fan, Ai Jiangtu, and Jiang Shaoxu, successfully defeated their opponents!

"Our next opponent is England," Feng Li said seriously. "The British team is extremely strong, especially their number one ranked player, Zhelu, who is described by many as unfathomable."

“I heard from Eileen that this Zhe Luo is an alien, and even she has never seen Zhe Luo’s true strength,” Mo Fan said.

In the previous battle, he single-handedly defeated Reddy, who was known as the number one destruction mage in the National Government, by relying on his powerful destruction magic.

As a result, his lightning and fire elemental abilities were completely weakened.

Ai Jiangtu was even worse off than him. While everyone's nanny, Aunt Ai, was controlling Captain Qiao Sen, she also had to worry about her troublesome teammates.

There's little hope of him playing in the next game.

Of the Nationalist government's three trump cards, only one remains.

"Should we give up?" Songhe said. "There's absolutely no need for us to run into these monsters in the second round... It's not worth it."

"Isn't it a bit hard to explain to the people of the whole country that we've lost without a fight?" Han Ji, who was rather straightforward, said.

“This is called ‘where there’s life, there’s hope.’” Feng Li agreed with Song He’s idea.

“I have an objection,” Xu Fang suddenly said.

“Go ahead,” Feng Li said.

"The rules of the final battle are that each team will play three matches. The team with the best of both worlds will play each other, and the team with two wins and one loss will participate in the free-for-all."

Xu Fang said, "During the treasure hunt, Mo Fan and I offended quite a few people, and we are very likely to face their retaliation. The pressure we will face then will be even greater!"

The instructors suddenly realized, "Oh right, we almost forgot about that. Those two Chinese bandits have stirred up a lot of hatred!"

It's better to go head-to-head with the British team than to have one team fight two teams in a chaotic melee!

"Also," Xu Fang pointed to the screen in the lounge.

The screen was broadcasting the match live, and a large group of European players could be seen chanting Zhero's name.

In stark contrast to them was a wave of red!

They were speaking Chinese and calling out Xu Fang's name!

“The cheapest ticket for the final battle costs at least 30,000 yuan. Add in the hotel and transportation... that’s enough to buy a set of furniture for a new house. Do you think I’d let them come for free?” Xu Fang said.

"Good, well said, very true!" came the voice of a middle-aged man.

"Speaker!"

"Speaker!"

When Feng Li and Song He saw the person speaking approaching, they respectfully stepped forward, their serious demeanor as mentors completely vanishing.

The visitor was none other than Grand Speaker Shao Zheng, a top figure in the Chinese magic world.

"If we're going to fight, we're going to fight beautifully!"

Shao Zheng said seriously, "You have already done quite well to get to this point, but I still have higher expectations for you."

I hope you achieve a higher ranking, which will bring us more resources. Every higher ranking and more resources we receive means we can save tens of thousands of soldiers from sacrifice. Please!

As the only large-scale, publicly announced magical duel in the world, the World University Competition naturally involves some rare resources that are difficult to distribute equally but must be allocated.

With demons roaming freely and humanity confined to cities, resources are extremely limited. Even powerful nations cannot simply acquire certain rare yet crucial resources without a word.

They need a suitable reason, and a way that appears fair, just, and civilized!

This method relies on the strength of university students, which is the origin of the competition among the world's top universities!

Each additional rank earned an extra mine, and the amount mined alone could create tens of thousands of mages!

Regardless of what level these mages ultimately reach in their cultivation, they all significantly enhance the strength of this nation!

This is the significance of the National Games; it's not a place for child's play!

"Don't worry, I will do my best." Xu Fang's smile faded, and his expression turned serious.

"I'm relieved that you think that way." Shao Zheng looked at the audience, at the red wave: "Go, let them see your strength!"

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"CCTV! This is the second round of the Nationalist Government showdown. The British team's roster has been finalized!"

Xiao Chuan stood at the front of the audience, and because the cheers were so loud, he had to shout at the top of his lungs to get the sound recorded.

"Starting lineup: Light Mage Hibbert! Defense Mage Shad! Seventh on the National Academy Ranking, Vice-Captain Westston! Grand Duke, Mind Mage Eileen! And—Number One on the National Academy Ranking, Zhe Luo!"

"The British have fielded their strongest lineup! Clearly, they are determined to win this match!"

Let's take a look at the Chinese team's lineup!

"Starting lineup: Ice Mage Mu Tingying. She's being replaced because Mu Ningxue was injured during the treasure hunt, so she'll be in charge of controlling the game!"

Mu Tingying happened to come out from backstage and glared at Xiao Chuan when she heard this.

Can you speak?

Can you speak?

If others hear this, they'll think I'm a substitute for Mu Ningxue!

"Second place, the assassin mage Guan Yu!"

"Third place, defensive mage Zhao Manyan!"

"The fourth one is Jiang Shaoxu, a spiritual mage!"

The more Xiao Chuan read, the less confident he became.