Full-Time Magician: Demon Mage

Chapter 181 Tanking in the Match

The fishing boat sped across the sea like an arrow shot from a bow, its speed unimaginable to ordinary people.

What should have been a long sea voyage turned into a mere hour or so, and they arrived in the waters off the island nation's capital.

They then landed on a deserted coastline, since they were still undocumented.

"Ouch~" As soon as Nan Rongni got off the boat, her legs went weak and she fell face-first to the ground, pulling Mu Tingying down with her.

"Zhao Manyan, you bastard!" Mu Tingying fell to the ground and cursed loudly.

As someone who often endures hardship, Nan Jue could tolerate this little bump and jolt, so she went up and helped the two women up.

Jiang Shaoxu's physical condition wasn't much better, but with Wang Teng supporting her, she received much better treatment than the two people on the ground.

"I think this is great. It saves a lot of time, and we can use the extra time to go treasure hunting and increase our income."

"Isn't it better to use spirit seeds than to waste time traveling?"

Wang Teng smiled and glanced around. He naturally wanted to support Zhao Manyan. It was his idea to race the boat, so he couldn't back down now.

However, when it comes to spirit seeds, many people's eyes light up. They have connections that reach the heavens, but in the end, they are still a bunch of poor bastards. Not everyone is named Zhao Manyan, nor is everyone named Wang Teng.

Zhao Manyan has already made a fortune just by obtaining a top-grade water-type spirit seed last night; even if he doesn't need it, he can sell it.

"Treasure hunting is fine, but we need to get the National Hall Medal from Seoul Academy first," Ai Jiangtu said immediately.

"What kind of team could the Korean team possibly have? Their national team can't even beat the Japanese national team. We can just send some random people," Guan Yu said dismissively.

Jiang Yu watched as this guy started to gloat again; winning against the Japanese national team had inflated his confidence.

Ai Jiangtu had nothing to say this time, after all, the facts proved that the Koreans couldn't even beat the Japanese national team, so wouldn't the defenders be even worse?

"Let's challenge them first, then find a place to stay," Jiang Yu said. He didn't like causing trouble everywhere; completing the training mission safely was his primary goal.

So everyone discussed it amongst themselves and decided to try to get the National Pavilion Medal first. This time, the instructor didn't issue any tasks, which gave them a lot of autonomy.

Seoul University.

The huge square stadium had a magically flashing sign at the entrance, constantly displaying the names of the South Korean team.

"Wang Teng, look at the quality of the girls at Korean universities, it's truly extraordinary."

Zhao Manyan slipped over to Wang Teng's side, nudged him with his right hand, and gestured for him to look in a certain direction.

Upon hearing this, Wang Teng turned his head and saw seven or eight girls in school uniforms, holding hands and wearing bright smiles. Even in their youthful school uniforms, they exuded a charming sexiness.

"Your eyes are indeed sharp; very good!"

"I told you it was good! Watch how I arrange things for them. Which one do you want? I'll arrange it for you!"

Zhao Manyan grinned lewdly, wiped the drool from his mouth, and locked his gaze on one of them.

"What arrangements?"

A voice sounded from behind, and then Zhao Manyan was pushed aside.

Upon recognizing Jiang Shaoxu, Zhao Manyan immediately retreated, giving Wang Teng a helpless look.

"Hmph~"

Jiang Shaoxu glared at Zhao Manyan with the look of someone looking at trash, then grabbed Wang Teng's hand and followed the group to the National Team Arena.

The entrance to the arena was guarded by two mid-level military mages, who were dressed in military uniforms.

Upon seeing a group of young people with Chinese faces, the two immediately realized that the Nationalist government team had arrived!

One of them immediately picked up the pager on his chest and began to notify the instructors of the national team.

Before they even entered, a middle-aged man strode out, his face etched with worry, followed by a young woman in business attire, who appeared to be a translator.

Ai Jiangtu stepped forward and showed his identity badge. After a brief exchange, he was invited into the museum.

The venue's interior space is quite large, about the size of a standard football field, and a jungle scene has been set up.

A dozen or so members of the South Korean team were already prepared to welcome the challenger in front of the arena.

The players' seating area.

"We're going to have a five-person team match with them. Who wants to play?"

Ai Jiangtu turned to look at the team. Unlike the first stop in the island nation, this challenge was easier and less complicated. They could just start the match directly.

"I'll do it!" Guan Yu immediately raised his hand to sign up.

"Me too!" Li Kaifeng raised his hand, his face showing interest. This was a low-difficulty dungeon, and it would be foolish not to participate.

"Count me in!" Zu Jiming said, looking at Ai Jiangtu.

"I'll go too!" Mu Tingying stepped forward.

Upon seeing this, Ai Jiangtu immediately turned his gaze to Jiang Shaoxu. The team couldn't be without a mentalist, otherwise they would easily fail.

"Alright~ I'll go!" Jiang Shaoxu immediately understood what Ai Jiangtu meant when he saw the hint in his eyes.

The roster was quickly confirmed, with Jiang Shaoxu, Mu Tingying, Li Kaifeng, Guan Yu, and Zu Jiming taking the field.

Those who weren't playing went to the spectator stands, where the view was better. There were also some Korean magic association leaders, military instructors, and other witnesses there.

"Kim Ho-hyung, where do you think we should go to soothe our defeated spirits this time?" Park Sung-wook asked, his gaze fixed on the man in the center of the group, his tone already indifferent.

"Focus on finishing this match first, if you don't want to be lectured by the coach for two hours and have to wash your smelly socks for a week." The man glanced at him.

"But how could we possibly win..."

"The competition begins!" the instructor announced with a grim face. Of course, he wasn't blind or deaf; these people were already on the field and were talking about where the loser would go.

This is a disgrace to the Korean people!

If it weren't for the salary and resources, he wouldn't even bother to look at these brats.

Upon hearing the referee's voice, Jiang Shaoxu unleashed a streak of starlight around her, casting a simple mind-bomb spell towards the defending team on the field.

Surprisingly, there wasn't a single mind-based mage among the guards!

Five people sat directly on the wax!

Seeing this, Guan Yu and Li Kaifeng quickly rushed into the crowd, tearing the guard team to pieces in the blink of an eye.

"Are their instructors planning to slack off? With this level of skill, how can they compete in a team event?" Wang Teng asked Ai Jiangtu with a puzzled look.

"Maybe they're thinking it's better to end it quickly than to suffer for a long time, so they can get off work as soon as possible," Nan Jue interjected, her words laced with teasing.

"The Mind-based system isn't easy to awaken... let alone cultivate to the intermediate level. Jiang Shaoxu's release speed was too fast; the opponent didn't even have time to react."

"By the time I realized it, it was too late."

Watching the battle unfold, Zhao Manyan couldn't help but marvel at the power of mind magic; its functionality was simply too strong.

Ai Jiangtu left the stands to get his national medal stamped, as there was no point in watching the match anymore.

The game ended too quickly; I hadn't even had a chance to sit down properly before it was over.

After receiving the National Hall Medal, no one planned to stay any longer. Taking advantage of this opportunity to reveal their identities, they booked a hotel.

(End of this chapter)