Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

The first summoner to appear was a student named Hai Dafu, whose summoned beast was a white-armored war serpent.

"I come!"

"I'm coming too!"

"And me, my magic is thirsting for power!"

A group of people rushed to the front of the stage, including a student from the Department of Light. According to the competition rules, four people from each department were mixed together and entered the iron cage.

"Damn, didn't Xie Wenfeng say he wanted to play it safe for now?"

"They've started fighting! They've started fighting!"

"Don't give them any more kills, let's defend!"

The battle began the instant the dimensional gate opened, with gales, flames, ice, and all sorts of magical brilliance bursting forth in an instant.

Xie Wenfeng regretted it as soon as he stepped onto the stage, but he was already on the platform with thousands of eyes watching him, making it difficult for him to back out.

Just then, cheers of encouragement came from their own seats: "Don't be a coward, give it your all!"

"Alright!" Since he was already here, Xie Wenfeng gritted his teeth and charged forward.

Whether by sheer luck or not, the radiant light that emitted the blinding effect happened to pierce the eyes of the white-armored warrior.

—Then, he was swept away by the furious white-armored warrior's tail, flying more than ten meters before crashing heavily to the ground.

Hu Xingyu gestured to the teachers in his department to carry Xie Wenfeng down.

The battle did not stop because of Xie Wenfeng's serious injury. Waves of mages came up, either severely injuring or gently chipping away at the summoned beasts, gradually wearing them down.

"The Summoning type is truly insane. One person can take on a whole group of other types. How are the other types supposed to survive?" Every strand of Zhao Manyan's hair revealed envy.

“The advantage of the summoning system is only strong at the initial stage, and it is not so obvious at the intermediate stage,” Xu Fang said. “Summoning mages rely too much on summoned creatures when they are training. Without the help of certain expensive auxiliary items, it is difficult to capture strong summoned creatures.”

No money? What kind of summoner build can you play?!

"Problems that can be solved with money aren't problems at all!" Zhao Manyan patted his chest confidently. "As long as I can awaken the summoning ability, I'll try out every support item available on the market and summon the coolest and most powerful summoned beast!"

“That’s you, it won’t work for anyone else,” Xu Fang said. “If only there were a cheap and durable alternative.”

Zhao Manyan found Xu Fang's idea strange.

In his view, it is only natural that magical tools and artifacts are expensive. The strong will never lack ways to make money. This is a positive cycle. Why break this balance?

Everyone has it, which is equivalent to no one having it.

Anyway, humans have already driven the demons into the deep mountains and forests and built bustling cities. Isn't it good to maintain the status quo?

But Zhao Manyan didn't say it.

He thought highly of Xu Fang and knew that Xu Fang had signed up for the competition today.

As long as Xu Fang performs well, he will take advantage of his proximity and immediately extend an olive branch to invite him to join the Zhao family!

The intensity of the battle on the stage is also increasing.

While a Bone Eater intimidated all the novice mages present, the intermediate mage finally took the stage, easily sweeping away three summoner mages and stepping off the arena amidst cheers.

Now, there is only one person standing in the ring.

Mo Fan.

After a year apart, this kid's ability to show off has improved by leaps and bounds; he's a master of the art of first suppressing and then elevating.

When the audience thought the outcome was already decided, he summoned his advanced-stage Shadow Wolf Beast. It swept aside the five challengers, turning the tide of the battle.

Followed by.

ten people!

One hundred people!

Beginner Summoning!

Mid-level lightning!

"Holy crap, one against a hundred! Mo Fan's got some serious talent!" Zhao Manyan exclaimed. "Hey, Xu Fang, what are you doing?"

"Go on stage," Xu Fang said with a smile. "Don't forget, I'm a contestant too."

Chapter 110 Xu Fang VS Mo Fan!

"One hundred and ninety-nine!"

A single bolt of lightning finished off the challenger, and Mo Fan pointed a finger to the sky: "Who else!"

According to the rules of the Beast Fighting Tournament, if the Summoning Department fails to withstand the challenge of 100 people, their resources for this semester will be allocated to other departments.

Conversely, if they can withstand the magical bombardment of 200 people, then all the resources of this year's departments will belong to the Summoning Department!

Now, only one spot remains.

No one dared to step forward; the pressure was too great. Going on stage now meant becoming a school hero if they won, but if they lost, they'd become a sinner, nailed to the pillar of shame!

In the plant-themed seating area, Mu Nujiao gathered her long hair behind her head and tied it into a simple single ponytail.

Just as I was about to get up, I suddenly noticed another figure standing up out of the corner of my eye.

"Xu Fang?"

Subconsciously, Mu Nujiao sat back down in her original seat, watching the figure walk towards the beast fighting cage.

Inside the fighting cage, Mo Fan still maintained his arrogant posture, pointing his left hand at the moon, intimidating the others while taking the time to calm his chaotic magic.

"If only I had an energy-regenerating magic tool like the blond guy's..."

Just then, he saw someone stand up in the stands. Good, time to call it a day and go home.

Mo Fan roused himself, his eyes fixed on his opponent... then, he rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was hallucinating.

"Yellow hair!?"

Mo Fan exclaimed, "How did you get here?"

“Going to university, just like you, a proper freshman.” Xu Fang laughed, “Now, as a light-element student, I’m going to challenge you, the summoning-element demon.”

Mo Fan took a deep breath, no longer thinking about Xu Fang's visit to Mingzhu Academy, and his gaze became more serious than ever before.

"Yellow Hair, I'm not the same person I was a year ago."

"I, Mo Fan, am determined to secure this resource today. You can't keep it even if you come, I'm telling you!"

After a year of preparation, we meet at the summit today!

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The audience stirred with Xu Fang's appearance, and murmurs of discussion rose and fell.

"Are you kidding me? They actually got a light-type student? Are all the lightning and fire-type students dead?"

"Waaaaah, it's all over! All my resources are gone!"

"Damn, these two are actually chatting! It's obviously a shady deal!"

They themselves dare not go on stage, but that doesn't stop them from engaging in verbal sparring, using this method to vent their emotions.

"Are these people morally corrupt?" A pretty girl in the Lei faction's seats said disdainfully, "If you think someone can't do it, why don't you try it yourself! Right, Zhaoting?"

"Correct."

Xu Zhaoting hesitated, then hesitated again, but finally couldn't help but say, "Actually, it's not certain who will win or lose..."

"Huh?" Zhang Lulu asked, puzzled. "Isn't Mo Fan your old classmate? You just said that his true strength is definitely more than this."

“That makes sense,” Xu Zhaoting said with a wry smile. “But the problem is, this Xu Fang is also my old classmate. A year ago, he was stronger than Mo Fan!”

After thinking for a moment, I added, "Much stronger!"

Zhang Lulu was stunned, and subconsciously asked, "You have so many old classmates?"

Xu Zhaoting could only manage a wry smile.

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Inside the fighting cage, Mo Fan gently stroked the fur of the Dark Wolf Beast and whispered:

"Old Wolf, we've met our match. You do your best to hold him off while I finish him off. If we win, we'll live the high life, and I'll find you a whole bunch of little female wolves, one-eyed or two-eyed, whichever you like!"

The wolf beast exhaled warm breath from its nostrils, its sharp wolf eyes fixed firmly on Xu Fang.

A gust of beastly wind swirled outwards from the Ghost Wolf Beast, raising yellow waves of dust that swept across the vast arena.

"Yellow Hair, it's been a year! I know there's a food street behind the school. I'll treat you to some Thunder Seal Strike later!"

A bolt of lightning struck Xu Fang hard.

The audience almost simultaneously started cursing: "Damn it, this kid has no sportsmanship at all, attacking before the referee even said 'start'!"

The warlike Shadow Wolf had already charged out; it only took it a second to go from stillness to sprinting like a cheetah.

The target of the attack was Xu Fang, who was right in front of them!

"Ughhhhhh!!!"

Skill: Sandstorm!

At such close range, being hit by so many dense stones, an ordinary novice mage would probably be riddled with holes.

A huge cloud of dust rose into the air, obscuring Xu Fang's figure completely, and the shouts and curses that had been emanating from the scene gradually subsided.

"So strong..."

"If I used that combo on myself, I'd probably be lying in the arms of a healing older sister right now."

"That's not the point! The point is our resources! This summoner kid is going to take them all!"

On the plant-themed seat.

Ai Tutu even stopped drinking her milk tea, staring intently through the smoke and dust, asking, "Sister Mu, Xu Fang wasn't struck dead, was he?"

“How could that be?” Mu Nujiao replied, her beautiful eyes fixed on the stage.

Mo Fan narrowed his eyes; he didn't believe Xu Fang would be defeated so easily either: "Old Wolf!"

"Roar!" The Ghost Wolf Beast slammed its massive claws on the ground, sending a gust of wind carrying sand and dust away, revealing a faint golden glint in the distance.