Full-Time Magister: Dark Throne

Time flew by and it was already the afternoon of the next day.

It was noon, the sun was blazing, and the heat was intense.

As soon as the people from Mingzhu Academy entered the arena, the people from the Imperial Capital Academy immediately began to mock them.

"Isn't this Luo Song? He's quite clever, understanding the principle of 'better to be a big fish in a small pond than a small fish in a big pond'?"

Xu Dalong from the Imperial Capital Academy looked at Luo Song and nodded approvingly.

But what he meant was that he was mocking the Russian emperors for not being able to make it in the capital, so they went to Mingzhu hoping to rise from the bottom to become generals.

"Where did this talking chicken butt come from?" He An looked up at Xu Dalong and asked with a puzzled expression.

Generally speaking, given He An's personality, he wouldn't say something like that.

But since Dean Xiao and the other school leaders trusted him and appointed him as the team leader.

He couldn't let Mingzhu Academy be mocked by such a piece of trash.

"You..." Xu Dalong's eyes widened, about to speak.

"Hey! That's He An."

Liao Mingxuan, who was standing next to Xu Dalong, quickly tugged at Xu Dalong's sleeve to remind him.

Upon hearing this, Xu Dalong, who was furious, immediately fell silent.

As his senior, Zu Jiming had a good relationship with him, and Xu Dalong knew all too well how afraid he was of He An.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

Just as Teacher Lu was about to offer some advice, her smile froze on her face, as she had hoped to make Mingzhu swallow this bitter pill.

The foot that was about to step out was frozen in mid-air, unsure whether to continue or pull back and pretend nothing had happened.

"Ahem, the team competition format is four against four. Which members of your Pearl Academy are representing you?"

Teacher Lu composed herself and asked with a smile.

"Mo Fan, Mu Nujiao, Zhao Manyan, and Song Xia, the four of you go up."

He An glanced at the exchange students behind him and pointed out four names that he recognized.

This time, because He An was present, Mo Fan was pulled over before the list was finalized.

As the strongest weapon jointly designated by Dean Xiao and He An, Mo Fan was naturally included in the first round of the competition.

Luo Song, who had originally intended to volunteer, immediately wilted after being glanced at by He An and dared not utter a word.

"Xu Dalong, Liao Mingxuan, Jingjing, and Zhao Mingyue, the four of you will lead the charge." Lu Yiming immediately selected four capable men.

"Yes, teacher," the four replied in unison.

The eight men quickly stepped onto the fighting field.

"To be fair, no magical tools or artifacts are allowed in this team competition. Let's compete through magic and stop when we've reached a point of no return!"

The two sides signaled to each other, and at the referee's command, the battle began!

"Kun's Forest - Prison!"

Jingjing from the Imperial Capital Academy used a mid-level plant-based magic to strike first, and a large number of vines sprouted from her feet, attacking the students from Mingzhu Academy.

"So you're the only one who knows how to use plant-based stuff?"

Mu Nujiao snorted coldly. This was the first time she had shown her strength in front of her idol.

And since he personally chose me, I absolutely cannot lose!

"Kun's Forest - Prison!"

A deep green star map condensed beneath Mu Nujiao's feet, quickly transforming into a raging torrent of vines that surged toward the enemy.

Two vines locked in a stalemate in the center of the arena, merging into a deep green sea.

"Are these two women crazy?"

Zhao Manyan, sweating profusely, shielded his teammates and took a moment to complain to Mo Fan.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he and Mo Fan would have been drowned by all those vines!

"I don't know. Didn't Lao He tell me to go all out? How come Mu Nujiao is even crazier than me?"

Mo Fan, who was inside the shield made of light elements, was completely bewildered.

"Stop making sarcastic remarks! Aren't you a fire-type too? Come at me!"

Seeing the two locked in a stalemate, Song Xia hurriedly spoke up.

These vines covering the ground are accelerants for the flames!

"Fierce Fist - Heaven-Shattering!"

"Rose Flame • Fierce Fist • Heaven-Shattering!"

Two loud shouts rang out simultaneously, and brilliant rose-red and orange-red hues lit up the corner of the arena, quickly burning away the vines that covered the arena.

"Yawn~"

He An yawned from the stands.

Watching these mid-level mages fight is really boring. Apart from Mo Fan, the others just keep using the same few skills over and over again.

If He An hadn't been suspended, he would have wiped out the entire opposing team.

Fast forward to the wilderness training, kill Lu Nian, and seize the Demon element.

The first game ended quickly.

With Mo Fan as a magical turret and Zhao Manyan as a magical tortoise shell, it would be difficult for Pearl Academy to lose.

Two fierce punches and a thunderbolt, and the four students from the Imperial Capital Academy were quickly wiped out.

"Xu Dalong, you're no good either. Mo Fan and I were evenly matched, how come you were taken down with just one Thunderbolt?"

Seizing the opportunity, Luo Song disregarded his past grievances with Mo Fan and directly used the situation to mock him.

"Hmph, just lucky. Our strongest captain hasn't even shown up yet!"

Xu Dalong crossed his arms and said with a defiant look on his face.

"Wasn't your captain defeated by our captain last time?"

Zhao Manyan smoothed his flamboyant blond hair and began to mock him.

"Then your captain can't play either?" a student from East China University who was watching the game asked curiously.

The rule that He An cannot play is a privately agreed-upon rule between the Imperial Capital Academy and the Pearl Academy.

But there are no secrets that stay hidden forever.

For some reason, other universities also found out about this.

"Teacher, let me do it next time."

A melodious voice rang out from under the parasols on the seats.

Standing under the parasol, Mu Ningxue turned her gaze to the unrestrained and flamboyant young man on the field.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, that silly poor boy has really become an outstanding magical genius.

"Okay," Teacher Lu Yiming replied, feeling relieved.

With Mu Ningxue around, we can't lose this time, right?

That kid's strongest element seems to be fire, which is exactly what Mu Ningxue counters.

After a period of rest, the second round of the competition began.

Mingzhu Academy used the same lineup as in the first game, with no changes.

Anyway, as long as Mo Fan is there, we're guaranteed to win this game.

Based on this concept, He An didn't bother to adjust any lineup combinations and just blasted the magic turrets directly.

Mu Nujiao, on the other hand, became incredibly excited after learning that she could play in the second round, as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

"Ice Vines!"

Even after the referee announced the start of the match, Mu Ningxue still used Ice Vines to seal the field.

"Rose Flame • Fierce Fist • Earthly Fiend!"

Mo Fan slammed his fist into the ground, and a bright red flame lotus bloomed in the center of the arena, eroding the area covered by frost.

"Ice Lock!"

A cold voice came from the layers of flames, and four thick ice chains rushed through the layers of Rose Flame's blockade and reached Mo Fan.

"Watch out! Lightbringer Aegis!"

Zhao Manyan quickly sketched the star map of the light system, barely managing to complete it before the ice lock bound Mo Fan.

"Damn, Lao Zhao, why didn't you say so sooner? I almost froze!"

Mo Fan wiped away non-existent cold sweat and looked at the ice locks swirling outside the light shield.

"Nonsense, do you think it takes me time to draw a star map? Hurry up and get started! Light magic energy doesn't count as magic energy!" Zhao Manyan cursed angrily.

"Wind Plate • Heavenly Net!"

Seeing that ice magic could not effectively harm Mo Fan, a hint of blue appeared in Mu Ningxue's eyes.

A blue-green wind suddenly surged around Mo Fan, transforming into a giant whirlwind that enveloped him.

"Damn it, are you trying to murder your husband?!"

Mo Fan, standing at the eye of the storm, let out a strange cry, causing those outside the arena to look at each other in bewilderment.

"Rose Flame • Fierce Fist • Heaven-Shattering!"

"Disperse!!!"

Mo Fan, full of heroic spirit, unleashed three consecutive fierce punches that actually shattered the Wind-Distributing Heavenly Net into countless tiny, chaotic vortexes from the eye of the storm.

"My turn!"

Mo Fan stood in the center of the arena, pointed his right hand to the sky, and shouted:

"Thousand-Pound Thunderbolt Yaksha!"

A dark purple thundercloud gathered above Mu Ningxue's head, with suppressed lightning flickering within it.

"Ice Reel, Ice Lock, Bone Crusher!"

Facing the thunderclouds that Mo Fan had conjured, Mu Ningxue's expression turned solemn as she connected with the mid-level star chart.

"Boom!!!"

Just as Mu Ningxue's ice lock had just taken shape, a bolt of purplish-black lightning as thick as a bucket struck straight down.

During its descent, it split into several equally destructive bolts of lightning.

While the thick ice chains could withstand the power of lightning, there were simply too many of them to stop them all.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three uninterrupted bolts of lightning struck Mu Ningxue, shattering the ice domain she had created at the start of the battle into countless tiny ice particles.

Mu Ningxue knew that Mo Fan had deliberately asked Lei Ting to avoid her.

She lost.

Even though he was very unwilling, Professor Lu Yiming could only announce:

"Mingzhu Academy wins!"

"The magic sparring between exchange students has come to an end. Please take a short rest. The wilderness training will begin in three days."