Full-Time Magician: Demon Mage

Chapter 290 Do you still want to dance?

"The match begins!"

As soon as both sides entered the field, the referee announced the start of the magical duel between China and Spain.

The Spanish team members were indeed quite adept at swimming; at least three of them had built water-based systems.

Such a vast lake would allow them to use their water magic more effectively.

The towering rock face was the only foothold, and the Spanish team was particularly cunning, seemingly convinced that the opposing team didn't have many people practicing water magic.

So they stirred up the lake from the very beginning, creating wave after wave of surging waves, destroying as many rocky peaks as possible in the Dragon Tooth Lake arena!

"They acted really fast—they seem very experienced, what a pity!"

Wang Teng shook his head and sighed, his gaze fixed on the opposite side, completely ignoring the vortex beneath his feet.

sizzle...

A powerful cold current swept in, and Mu Ningxue, who was standing on the rocky peak, felt the freezing power surging down from her body, instantly freezing the swirling lake water into ice.

Centered on her, the freezing power rapidly spread outwards, instantly pausing the swirling vortex!

"Fuck! It's that woman again! Break her freeze right now!" Fran's expression changed drastically, and he immediately shouted to the team members beside him.

"Damn it... the enemy has a mind mage, and the guy at the front is blocking my magic. I'm helpless." The teammate in charge of mind interference immediately spoke up.

Fran's face turned extremely ugly upon hearing this. He hadn't expected that their proud water magic would be rendered useless right from the start.

"Alright, Fran, calm down!" Perlis immediately stopped him. She was also very nervous at the moment, as the match might be at a great disadvantage.

"I'll go take care of her!"

Fran took a deep breath, immediately activated his Winged Magic Tool, and soared into the sky. His vision instantly expanded, and blue soul flames enveloped his body.

"Woman, even if you're the one being pursued by a prince, this competition has no place for you!"

Fran remembered the prince's instructions, but there was nothing he could do now. If they didn't restrain their opponents, they could simply admit defeat.

The winged demonic artifact jolted violently, locked onto Mu Ningxue, and swooped down towards her at top speed!

"They're trying to interfere with me!" Mu Ningxue immediately sensed the malice of being targeted and hurriedly spoke as she watched the blue flame shadow descend from the sky.

"Don't worry, I'm here. You just need to focus on your own tasks!"

Wang Teng looked up at Fran, who was swooping down, and was surprised that the other party reacted so quickly, in just two or three seconds.

But with him there, this guy still wants to rush over and fight hand-to-hand? Has he lost his mind?

With a distance of two or three hundred meters, and the other party's deliberate actions, they arrived in front of them in just two breaths.

"Haha... Go down to the arena!" Fran grinned, and his soul fire suddenly erupted.

But the next moment, an incredibly terrifying suppressive force enveloped him.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Fran's face was filled with terror. His diving figure was forcibly changed direction and shot vertically downwards onto the ice.

Bang! Crunch, crunch...

"Ah~ Pfft..."

Fran felt as if every bone in his body was about to shatter. After slamming onto the ice, the enormous recoil bounced him up.

The entire ice surface shattered like a spider web, with cracks stretching for tens of meters, and countless ice shards flew up with Fran.

Do you still want to dance?

Wang Teng grinned, revealing a set of gleaming white teeth that exuded an aura of endless coldness.

Seeing Fran bouncing around like a flea, he was thrown to eye level with Fran, who was in a very sorry state, coughing up mouthfuls of blood.

Fran's face was deathly pale, and his limbs were completely out of his control. He could barely control his head, and with a strong effort, he turned his head and met that indifferent gaze.

My whole body felt like it had fallen into an ice cave!

That power has possessed him again!

will die!

Sure enough, the next moment, his body was thrown backward uncontrollably, the surrounding scenery became distorted rapidly, and soon his body rolled on the ice like a rag.

"Franc!" Perlis exclaimed in surprise, her eyes wide. She immediately released three healing spirits and went to check on him. The injuries inside his body shocked her!

Fran had broken bones all over his body and his organs were displaced. The only saving grace was that he was not in mortal danger, but his injuries made it impossible for him to fight.

"oh……………………………………!!!"

"What a merciless beating!!!"

"The difference is too big!!!"

"Oh my god~ Such a powerful mage like Fran was tortured like a toy, it's terrifying!"

"So powerful...who could possibly face him head-on?"

……

The crowd was instantly agitated. This violent crushing force, while terrifying, also awakened the beastly genes hidden deep within them, as if they had been electrocuted.

"Good heavens! Is Fran alright?" Zhao Manyan exclaimed in fright. He even seemed to hear bones cracking as he heard the ice surface burst.

Fran crashed down and bounced back up, shooting hundreds of meters away before returning to the Spanish team's territory; the violence was mind-numbing.

"Probably not. Wang Teng should know his limits when he acts."

Pang Lai was also on tenterhooks, hoping that the other party hadn't killed anyone. After all, the scene looked horrific, and it was hard to say that something unexpected might have happened.

Looking at Wang Teng, who was still standing with his hands in his pockets, completely at ease, he felt a surge of excitement. It was this kind of explosive fighting power that was the standard for a palace councilor.

The opponent's mental strength was definitely not just at the sixth level; as the chief, he saw it very clearly.

Wang Teng's spiritual power level was at the sixth level, but his application of it had reached a level of proficiency far exceeding that level. He was all too familiar with this situation.

It is clearly a higher level of mastery, a refined control over a lower level.

The assistant referee on the field reacted very quickly, rushing onto the field to check Fran's condition. After finding that he was only unconscious, he immediately notified the head referee.

"Spain's Fran is seriously injured and has to leave the field!" The referee's voice quickly echoed in the arena.

Everyone was relieved; at least he wasn't dead!

"Impressive, Vice Captain!"

"Now watch out for my ultimate move, Blood Mosquito Disaster Cloud!"

Looking at the invincible Wang Teng, Zu Jiming felt a surge of excitement, and his high-level magic was ready.

However~

"Soul-soul, Chaos God!"

As the soft shout rang out, the incredibly turbulent sound waves rapidly traversed a distance of only a few hundred meters.

The incredibly powerful shrill sound waves reverberated throughout the arena, with a particular focus on the Spanish team.

There are practically no ways to defend against sound magic!

"Aaaaaaaahh ...

The remaining four men clutched their heads, their expressions contorted in agony, their eyes flashing with madness.

The high-level magic, the Soul-Teasing Melody, echoed endlessly in their minds, like the incessant sound of glass scraping.

It's like someone has put a speaker in your head, amplifying this disgusting sound many times over, and it keeps repeating on and on.

In just a few moments, they felt like they were being tortured to the point of madness.

It felt like my brain was being taken out and repeatedly stirred in a pot, making me feel extremely uncomfortable, and my body quickly broke free from my brain's control.

Under the watchful eyes of the audience, the four men only managed a few breaths before collapsing to the ground, wailing and screaming, looking extremely tragic.

(End of this chapter)