Full-Time Magister: Dark Throne

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it's time for the Mingzhu Newcomer Beast Fighting Tournament to begin.

He An also officially ended his training today and returned to Shanghai. As soon as he got off the plane, he rushed to Mingzhu Academy.

"Hurry, hurry, the Demon King Challenge is about to start! If we don't hurry, we won't be able to get a front-row seat!"

As soon as He An entered the school gate, two excited girls with flushed faces rushed past him.

"The Demon King Challenge?"

He An raised his eyebrows as he listened to his junior's words.

Why didn't he hear about this kind of competition when he participated in the Beast Fighting Tournament last year? What strange and unusual thing has Dean Xiao come up with this year?

Completely bewildered, He An headed to the Pearl Arena on the Qing Campus, where he had arranged to meet Mo Fan.

The moment He An stepped into the fighting arena, he was already stunned by the intense atmosphere inside.

The enormous arena, which once boasted that it couldn't even hold 10,000 people, was now packed with people—it was truly spectacular!

Red flags are waving, crowds are thronging, gongs and drums are beating, and firecrackers are exploding!

If viewed from above, the entire arena resembles a giant anthill, with the black heads inside crawling like ants.

"Where are we supposed to find seats?"

He An looked at the completely empty seats in the fighting arena and was at a loss. He couldn't possibly use Shadow Step to fly to Dean Xiao and the other leaders' seats, could he?

Although he had just shaved two heads on behalf of Mingzhu Academy to represent the Imperial Capital Academy team, and the school leaders would probably laugh and pull him up to sit next to them if he made such a request, He An still felt it was a bit impolite.

"Can't you find a seat? There's an empty seat next to me. If you don't mind, you can sit here."

Just as He An was struggling with his decision, a hesitant voice rang out from not far in front of him.

He An looked up and saw a woman with stunningly beautiful features. Her black hair was tied in a high ponytail, which added to her youthful vitality.

He An immediately understood why there was an empty seat next to her in such a crowded environment.

A woman as stunningly beautiful as her must have countless suitors at Mingzhu Academy who want to sit next to her.

These people were all vying for her attention, but no one could gain the upper hand, so they left the seat next to her empty, with no one sitting there.

But none of this nonsense is a problem for He An. If there's anything, just tell my Shadow Legion!

So He An used Shadow Step to pass through the crowd and sat down casually next to her.

"Sister Mu, can't we just sit here? Why do we have to make him come over?"

On the other side of the woman called Sister Mu, a woman with two enormous, malevolent things on her head complained to her.

Based on the name and the obvious features, He An quickly recognized that these two were Mo Fan's female roommates at Mingzhu Academy in the original novel.

Mu Nujiao, the pride of the Mu family, one of the four great families in Shanghai, and Ai Tutu, the darling of the Ai family in the Northern Military Region, are both big-headed and brainless.

"You wouldn't happen to have your eye on..." Ai Tutu suddenly stuffed Mu Nujiao's right arm into her huge bunny and said jokingly.

"Shut up!" Mu Nujiao, standing beside her, blushed deeply and gripped Ai Tutu's mouth tightly, preventing her from uttering another word.

"Waaaaah! Waaaaah!"

While making strange noises, Ai Tutu raised four fingers of her right hand, as if swearing to Mu Nujiao that she would not say anything more. Only then did Mu Nujiao remove her hand from Ai Tutu's mouth.

"Sister Mu, you used too much force."

While complaining, Ai Tutu took out a lipstick of the same color to touch up her makeup. The lipstick she had applied to her lips was now all smeared on Mu Nujiao's hands.

"Watch the game, watch the game." Mu Nujiao coughed twice, glancing at He An's face out of the corner of her eye. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his expression had not changed.

The annual Beast Fighting Tournament has begun. Dean Xiao took the stage to give a speech. He An listened and found that the core of his speech was still the same as last year's, only expressed in a different way.

This old man certainly knows how to save trouble; he's probably been repeating the same thing over and over for decades.

"As you all probably already know, the Beast Fighting Tournament schedule has changed this year, and it has been officially renamed the 'Demon King Challenge Tournament'!"

Before Dean Xiao could finish speaking, a burst of enthusiastic cheers erupted throughout the arena, the sound almost lifting the roof off.

"Everyone, please be quiet," Dean Xiao said with a smile, his voice not loud but covering the entire arena.

The noise from the crowd was quickly suppressed.

"Now let's introduce the rules of the 'Demon King Challenge':"

Unlike previous "Beast Fighting Tournaments" where only summoning students were the champions, the "Demon King Challenge" will allow every magic student who dares to challenge themselves to stand on the stage and face their challengers!

Each win accumulates a reward, which stops when you exit the match.

The champion with the most wins will receive the title of "Pearl Demon King" and a huge reward from the school!

"Ohhhhhhh!!!!!"

The entire arena came alive again, with all the magic students eager to go on stage and claim the honorary title of "Great Demon King of the Pearl".

This is the highest title for freshmen of the university that defeated the current headmaster of the Imperial Capital Academy. Once you get out of there, olive branches from all the major magic organizations will come flying in like snowflakes, and even the male and female gods who used to look down on you will look at you with new eyes.

He An's gaze was fixed on the young man with a unique aura. He was looking at the freshmen with disdain, ready to summon his Dark Wolf Beast to beat them up at any moment.

He already knew the final result: Mo Fan, with his protagonist's halo, would definitely win the title of "Great Demon King of the Pearl".

As expected, Mo Fan, who possessed four abnormal cheat codes, had made careful preparations before the competition and scored dozens more kills than in the original story, becoming the champion of the "Demon King Challenge" with a score of 234.

He stood arrogantly on the podium, looking down at his defeated opponents below, waiting for Dean Xiao to present the award.

(Actually, he was looking for He An, but because he had talked too much trash during the match, his opponents felt that he was showing off and mocking him.)

Just then, Dean Xiao's gaze swept across the crowd, precisely locking onto He An, and he said with a smile:

"What are you waiting for? You should be the one to present this award."

He An looked at Dean Xiao and Mo Fan standing on the stage, smiled, and used Shadow Step to instantly appear next to Mo Fan, with the dark purple light spots still flickering beside him.

The previous Grand Boss's entrance in this manner was indeed incredibly cool, stunning everyone in the arena and eliciting cheers from the crowd.

"Aaaaaah!! He An, I want to have your babies!"

"Boss, are you looking for an apprentice?"

"Idol, can I get your autograph?"

"Damn, that's so pretentious, holy crap!"

Mo Fan, observing the reactions of everyone in the fighting arena, whispered:

"Looks like I'll have to learn the Shadow Step technique from Teacher Tang Yue."

"What are you saying over there, Brother Mo?" He An raised an eyebrow at Mo Fan, who was whispering something. "Aren't you going to accept the reward?"

"Yes, thank you for your reward, Your Majesty!"

Although somewhat reluctant, money was more important than face, so Mo Fan reluctantly accepted the reward.

"Could you give me your autograph?"

After returning to her seat, Mu Nujiao nervously approached, clutching a beautifully decorated card tightly in both hands.

"Of course, what's the big deal?"

He An casually took the card and signed his name in a flamboyant manner.

Mu Nujiao took the card back and carefully wrote her own name and the date under his signature.

"Mu Nu Jiao, treasured in..."

Looking at her uniquely delicate handwriting, He An suddenly understood why Mu Nujiao had been behaving strangely towards him all day.

It turns out that this woman, who was a war-loving demon in the original work, was transformed into a little fangirl by her performance in last year's beast fighting tournament.

That website "www.贺安是变态.com" is probably the work of this young lady from the Mu family, as evidenced by her unique and delicate font.

"So you're that pervert." Ai Tutu looked at Mu Nujiao, who was beaming with delight, and suddenly realized, "Sister Mu carries your photo with her every night..."

Before Ai Tutu could finish speaking, she was forced to swallow her words back by Mu Nujiao's murderous gaze.