Full-Time Magician: Demon Mage

Chapter 39 caused a sensation

Amidst the commotion and chatter, time flew by.

After the crowd had mostly gathered, the banquet began following a passionate speech by Mu Zhuoyun.

Looking at the table full of classmates and the delicious food and drinks, Wang Teng realized it was much better than the buffet he used to eat at.

"I didn't expect you two to have such similar tastes when it comes to food. How come I never noticed before?"

Zhou Min watched as Mo Fan ate and drank heartily by himself, completely oblivious to the stares of those around him.

Wang Teng on the other side was similar; he ate much better than Mo Fan, but he ate even faster.

"What's the big deal? We came here to have a big meal, didn't we?"

"Otherwise, why would I be here?"

Wang Teng didn't care about Zhou Min's words at all. He didn't know if it was his imagination or what, but he always felt that her gaze kept switching back and forth between him and Xu Zhaoting.

"Wang Teng, what you said really resonates with me."

Mo Fan paused for a moment, quite agreeing with his idea, and then continued eating. If he didn't eat his fill, there wouldn't be any food left if a fight broke out later.

I don't know what these guys are being so reserved about. They're all putting on airs, and their mentality is still stuck on saving face.

They haven't experienced the hardships of a magician's life, they don't know the true nature of reality, yet they try to act like those important figures.

All I can say is that they haven't experienced the harsh realities of society.

Wang Teng's performance was beyond his expectations. Compared to most students, Wang Teng was considered wealthy and belonged to a relatively affluent class.

Even so, there was no obvious sense of distance when talking to him; on the contrary, he seemed very down-to-earth.

He usually keeps a low profile and has a lot of secrets. As the number one person who can cast magic instantly, no one knows what level his training has reached.

Mo Fan didn't believe the nonsense rumors circulating in the class at all. He admitted that he couldn't even cast a spell instantly, so he admired Wang Tengyue even more.

Then there's Tang Yue, who's not really stupid. He's spent time with Mu Ning and Xue Xinxia, ​​so he can probably tell that something's off about Goddess Tang Yue.

It's just unknown how deep the relationship between Wang Teng and Goddess Tang Yue is, or how far it has progressed.

Two hours later, everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, and the banquet came to an end.

Wang Teng and Mo Fan sat leisurely in their seats, toothpicks dangling from their mouths, with satisfied smiles on their faces.

Mo Fan, in particular, was extremely satisfied with this feast; he had never been so extravagant before.

The others could only eat until they were half full, and had no choice but to eat dessert after the meal in hopes of filling their stomachs.

But they didn't have time; the dinner was over, and they had to move on to the next activity.

Under Mu Zhuoyun's arrangement, everyone arrived at an oval-shaped battle arena.

Mo Fan had already entered the dueling arena to wait, while the other guests gradually arrived at the viewing area and took their seats.

"That Mu Zhuoyun is truly shameless!"

Tang Yue was delighted to see Wang Teng sit down next to her, but when she saw Yu Ang appear, she frowned and looked down on him.

As a judge, he naturally has broad knowledge. The fact that Yu Ang is carrying so many magical artifacts and tools is clearly an act of thuggery.

"What's the big deal? Money is a skill too. Being rich and willful is a kind of power."

"I do admire Mu Zhuoyun's attitude a little. Even when a lion is hunting a rabbit, it uses all its strength. Many people can't learn this style."

Or perhaps they simply disdain to learn it.

"However, such people are often more likely to survive and adapt to harsh environments than others."

This is reality. The world of France is not a morally superior world. Wang Teng was not annoyed at all. If he were in Mu Zhuoyun's shoes, he might have gone even further.

You can only contribute if you're alive; you only have opportunities if you're alive.

In reality, there are rarely second chances. If you can't win, you're likely to die. Who cares if you're despicable or not?

This is what makes some powerful families so hateful: they control resources, use shady methods, and yet you can't do anything about it.

It's not that he's on the side of the powerful families, but rather that he's on the side of reality. People with wavering hearts can hardly withstand the test; only when one is strong enough can one reason things out.

Reasoning can be difficult, because if you can't win an argument, you can resort to violence.

His words drew the attention of everyone nearby, some with anger, some with contempt, some with calm, and some with approval.

The older ones mostly understood, and even quite agreed, while the younger ones naturally became indignant; even among classmates, a few glared at him angrily.

"Kid, interested in joining my army?"

Zhan Kong's eyes flashed with a sharp light. While everyone was still angry, a student actually had such a clear understanding, and even in his words, he seemed to regard Mu Zhuoyun as an equal.

That's interesting!

"Instructor Zhan Kong, I want to go to university and give it a try. After all, university is just around the corner, and I won't be satisfied if I don't go."

Wang Teng never expected Zhan Kong to invite him in public. This was truly an unconventional personality, befitting a military mages who guarded the border.

Those around him were stunned. On one hand, they were shocked by Instructor Zhan Kong's attempt to win them over, and on the other hand, they were even more shocked by Wang Teng's refusal, even though he didn't say the word "refusal" in his words.

"The duel begins!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, interrupting everyone's attention and drawing all eyes to the dueling arena.

On the dueling field, Yu Ang and Mo Fan, one using ice magic and the other fire magic, went back and forth, somewhat like playing a turn-based game.

Such duels between novice mages are actually seen as chickens pecking at each other by intermediate or advanced mages. It is only some novice mages or ordinary people who watch with great interest and shout loudly from time to time.

The crowd looked down on Yu Ang for having so many magical artifacts, but were amazed by Mo Fan's powerful magic, especially after he used the level 3 fire magic Burst. Many people in the spectator area immediately stood up.

"It's a level three Explosion!"

Xu Zhaoting's eyes widened. He knew what the fire-type explosion meant; it meant that Mo Fan had reached the initial stage of mastery.

Many of them are still at the first level of the beginner stage, while the better ones have already touched upon the second level of the beginner stage of magic. The difference between them is enormous.

When Wang Teng saw that the person in front of him had stood up and blocked his view, he had no choice but to get up as well, otherwise he would have seemed very out of place.

Everyone is shocked, how can you not be?

Tang Yue reached out and quietly patted him, winking at him to be mindful of his image.

"Go and find me some information about him."

Zhan Kong's eyes flashed, and he whispered something to the adjutant beside him.

He glanced around and noticed that the leaders of the other major forces were all whispering to the people around them, just like him.

What a bunch of old foxes! Although Mo Fan shocked everyone, he had a grudge against the Mu family after all, and there weren't enough for so many people to share.

There's another student here who seems to have some talent, but nobody usually pays attention to him.

Just then, purple lightning arcs suddenly flashed across the dueling arena, and the deafening roar of the lightning demonstrated its extremely strong presence.

The crowd in the spectator area immediately erupted in excitement, which meant that the duel was over.

(End of this chapter)