Full-Time Magister: I Had No Intention of Reaching the Dimensional Throne

Chapter 280 I Want to Take on Five at Once

Niuyue, Freedom Island.

The magnificent Statue of Liberty stands here, a colossal statue over eighty meters tall, towering over the sea at the boundary between nature and civilization. Its radiant blue and golden light spreads the will for freedom throughout the Americas.

The Temple of Liberty's gaze is also cast across the entire Americas. As one of the five continental magic associations, the Temple of Liberty, the highest magic association in the Americas, is located inside this statue and is sought after and admired by people all over the world.

The American Pavilion is located on this Liberty Island.

The pedestal of the goddess, like the Oriental Pearl Tower, features a sightseeing area, museum, exhibition hall, and research center.

You must take the internal elevator to ascend to a certain height to reach the Dharma Master's Hall.

The Mage Hall is roughly between the goddess's waist and thighs. It has about seven floors, all of which are Mage Halls. Of course, it also has many international Mage facilities. Depending on the Mage's level, they can enter different floors.

After sending the arrival information, Bai Mo and the others soon met the person who came to greet them. As expected, it was the temple mage Oruna, whom they had met a while ago.

Oruna was still wearing that black and gold dress, exuding a Nordic aloofness and beauty. When she saw Bai Mo, a bright smile appeared on her face.

After all, the strong will be respected wherever they go. She was confident that Bai Mo was strong enough to be a temple mage, and even though she was arrogant, she would restrain herself in front of some people.

Moreover, Bai Mo also helped her deal with Kasuo, which was a great achievement.

"I'll take you to the National Pavilion. Strictly speaking, I'm practically a teacher there," Oluna offered.

"That will be troublesome." Bai Mo nodded slightly.

"Hey sis, is this the Chinese team you were so sure you wouldn't underestimate? Even with their help, they're just so-so, huh!"

At this moment, a young man with a sharp look in his eyes walked out, his words carrying the displeasure of a younger brother who saw someone steal the spotlight from his older sister.

Bai Mo smiled faintly without responding, but Aoluna smiled apologetically and introduced the brown-haired youth in a friendly manner.

"He's my brother, Fromm, who's also a player for the National Team now. You two can meet."

"Oh, you two look very alike."

With a slight nod, Bai Mo greeted them. Like Oluna, Ferome also had a pair of blue amber eyes, which alone could charm many Chinese girls.

It's just a pity that he's not as good-looking as her.

Making his own judgment, Bai Mo led the group and followed Aoluna inside.

"Hmph, you've got some sense. Considering you helped my sister, I'll go easy on her if I go on stage later." Fromm seemed to enjoy being told he resembled his sister, and immediately said arrogantly upon hearing this.

"No need for that, my teammates enjoy getting beaten up."

Bai Mo gave a subtle look and gestured to Mo Fan.

"For example, he enjoys being insulted. The harsher the insults, the more excited he gets when he starts beating people up." Bai Mo pretended not to notice Mo Fan's dark expression and continued:

"Actually, many people have similar problems: they want something but say they don't; they want to eat something but say they won't; they are happy but pretend to be unhappy."

As he spoke, Bai Mo sized up Ferome, noticing that his face had turned red but he was still nodding in agreement as if he didn't care, and even chiming in with his own words. Bai Mo found it quite amusing.

The conversation along the way was quite pleasant, at least for Bai Mo.

Upon arriving at the American Pavilion, the observant Jiang Shaoxu noticed a large display board with the flags of many countries hanging on it as soon as she entered.

The time was written next to the national flag, and then a big X was drawn next to it!

"What is this?" Jiang Shaoxu asked.

"Records of challenges from various countries," Oluna said casually.

"Does this cross mean they failed the challenge? No way, this whole page is full of crosses, does that mean you've been on a winning streak for a long time?" Zhao Manyan exclaimed in surprise.

The strength of the US Pavilion is estimated to be stronger than that of the national governments of some middle- and upper-class countries. The team members were under great pressure when they came to the US Pavilion this time.

"If you scroll up to the very top, it'll be all crosses," Fromm said with a hint of pride.

Everyone's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when they heard this.

Zhao Manyan, still not believing in such superstitions, actually started flipping through the pages. He flipped up the large page hanging on the wall, and found that out of all the countries that came to challenge him, not a single one had the green success mark!

"No country has succeeded in this challenge for so long... This is just too outrageous!!" Jiang Yu couldn't help but exclaim.

None of them succeeded, meaning that the National Pavilion has maintained an undefeated record to date.

The national team is considered the best of the worst, yet so many of the top national team players have all failed to advance here. This is truly astonishing, and it also puts even greater psychological pressure on Guan Yu and the others who were initially quite complacent!

"Speaking of which, I can understand why all these countries have crossed out their names, since none of them have succeeded. But at the very bottom, where the date is today, why is there also a cross next to our Chinese flag?" Jiang Shaoxu couldn't help but ask.

Fromm glanced down as well, and couldn't help but smile.

"I guess the captain knew you were coming, so he wrote your information down. Since the end result was the same anyway, he just filled it in to avoid having to scribble anything down... The captain is the kind of person who'll get angry even if you say something that takes up five seconds more of his time!"

"Aren't you guys looking down on people too much?" Jiang Yu couldn't help but say.

Fromm shrugged and said, "You can see for yourselves. So many countries, quite a few of which are just as strong as you, yet none of them received the Challenge Medal. Do you really think you can get it?"

"This isn't about whether we can get it or not. We haven't even fought yet, and you've already drawn up the results. That's incredibly disrespectful!" Nan Jue also spoke up.

"Respect? That's something that only belongs to the strong, isn't it? Oh, I almost forgot, your country values ​​humility. I'm sorry, but people here don't really learn humility, nor do we need to," Fromm said.

"..."

Oruna couldn't really say anything about it. All the members of the American Pavilion were like that. After all, in such a powerful mage kingdom, those who could be selected here were basically the type who could do whatever they wanted.

She glanced at Bai Mo, whose face remained unchanged, and hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"This is infuriating!!!"

Mu Tingying, proud and arrogant, was the first to express her dissatisfaction.

What do you mean they don't know how to be humble, nor do they need to be humble? Are all the people here in America this arrogant and conceited?

"Hmph!" A cold snort came from Bai Mo's mouth. Ferome and Oluna felt their bodies sink, as if an endless pressure was falling on them, even though no one around them was casting magic.

"Humility, I will teach you!"

Bai Mo withdrew his imposing aura, glanced at Ferome, ignoring the fear in his eyes, and said calmly:

Let's arrange a match.

Seeing Bai Mo's attitude, everyone else supported him. Since the United States believed that strength was the standard for gaining respect, they would use their fists to show these people what respect was!

Orona led everyone to the American team members, who numbered about seven or eight. One of them, a handsome man with a headscarf, stood out, not because of his outstanding appearance, but because he was loudly reprimanding his teammates.

"This is our captain, Boblin," Fromm said.

Boblin stopped his tirade, turned around, and glanced at the Chinese team before saying, "Let's not waste any more time and just go up and fight, shall we?"

"Alright, you pick five team members, and I'll fight you all. We'll settle this in one battle," Bai Mo said casually, stepping forward.

Nan Jue opened her mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

"Oh my god! These people are doomed." Zhao Manyan exclaimed with delight upon seeing this.

"Damn it! He tricked me again. When Feng Li comes, I'll definitely have to make him pay," Mo Fan complained. He'd thought Bai Mo's decisive move gave him a chance to test his new Soul Thunder, but it turned out Bai Mo was going to take on five opponents at once!

Even Oruna stared in surprise, somewhat taken aback by Bai Mo's current arrogant demeanor.

"What did you say?!" Boblin exclaimed angrily, clearly displeased with Bai Mo's arrogant attitude.

"What? You're too scared!?"

"Fine! You'll learn the price of arrogance."

"Hehe, that's exactly what I'm going to teach you."

After Bai Mo finished speaking, he walked straight to the arena, closed his eyes, and stood still, waiting for his opponent to choose someone to come up on stage.

"Bai Mo, won't this expose your strength?" Nan Jue's voice came.

"Won't!"

He doesn't plan to use too many elemental types; one summoning elemental is enough.

"Don't hold back later. Since this guy dared to underestimate us, he'll have to pay the price!"

Soon, the American team selected five people to come to the arena. Boblin's voice was a bit noisy, so Bai Mo picked his ear and looked at Oluna.

"Go easy on him."

Oluna sighed. She was helpless. Who knew Boblin would be so impulsive? She could only plead for him and then announce the start of the match.

The Kyushu team only had Bai Mo, so the American Felome and a giant, as melee mages, charged straight at them.

As you can see, with the surge, the giant's muscles bulged, and a limestone-like color quickly covered his body, until even his eyes turned limestone.

He was like a bulldozer, a giant rock, roaring as he charged toward Bai Mo.

Behind him, Ferome was surrounded by a gentle breeze, holding a long ice sword, clearly waiting for Bai Mo to block the giant before unleashing a fatal blow.

Boblin and the two mages standing behind him also unleashed destructive magic, with intense golden light surging and rolling flames visible.

"Wind Spirit!"

Bai Mo gave a shout, and a gust of wind immediately rose around him. The wind spirit that sensed his thoughts manifested before everyone's eyes.

She didn't look like a little girl with pigtails; instead, she was the size of an adult, with a beautiful face and a bluish-white aura surrounding her, like a goddess, but she looked seven parts like Bai Mo.

The three points lost are like a person's face not being completely white; it will still be smoking.

In short, she can be described in four words: a female version of Bai Mo.

Bai Mo's face twitched. Who told her to change like that!

"Hahaha, you think you can defeat us with just one summoned beast!" The giant laughed loudly, plunging his hands into the ground and lifting up a large blanket of earth and rock, which he then covered the wind spirit.

"No!"

Feng Ling looked serious. She didn't have many opportunities to fight alone, so she had to perform well.

Faced with the approaching carpet of earth, the Wind Spirit raised its hands, and instantly a whirlwind danced. With a tearing motion, two enormous wind claws, entirely forged from a bluish-white hurricane, appeared and performed the same action.

In the blink of an eye, the giant rock's earth carpet instantly split in two and flew away, like a piece of paper that had been easily torn apart.

Just then, the giant rock man arrived not far from Feng Ling and raised his two giant hammer-like fists to smash Feng Ling hard.

Standing behind, Bai Mo thought this guy was pretty arrogant. Even if Feng Ling was an elemental creature, he was still a commander-level being.

Try to outstretch her?

But then Feng Ling pushed out with his palm, and instantly a huge blue-white tiger pounced out. This tiger, which was entirely formed from wind, looked lifelike, and the alternating blue and white stripes were indistinct, clearly resembling a big orange.

The giant tiger crashed into the rock giant. The combined power of the two soul winds not only shattered his magic, but also slammed him hard against the protective barrier. The booming sound made people wonder if the barrier had shattered.

"Fromm, come back!"

Boblin's expression changed drastically the moment he saw Feng Ling make his move; he sensed the aura of a minor commander.

As an assassin-type mage, Felom absolutely cannot confront this leader head-on.

"Heavenly Flame Funeral!"

"Light rained down, covering the ground!"

In the blink of an eye, magic condensed, and suddenly fiery clouds appeared in the sky, while beams of light instantly materialized on the blonde female mage.

As if they had planned it together, Huoyun and Guangshuo attacked Fengling and Baimo simultaneously.

When dealing with summoning mages, eliminating their summoned creatures is never the best option.

"Hmph!"

With a soft cry, Feng Ling raised her hand and struck the extremely slow-moving Felom with a wind whip, sending him crashing off the arena. Her figure immediately began to dance.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~~~~~~~~~！！

Suddenly, a fierce wind swept through the entire arena, the air currents made people unsteady, and it could be felt that elements from several kilometers away were converging on this side.

"Waaaaah~~!"

Feng Ling let out an excited sound. She floated up and pointed to the sky. Countless gusts of wind seemed to be summoned, and a giant wind carp swimming in the void appeared above Bai Mo's head.

It is said to be a carp, but it is so huge that it looks more like a whale. The carp is completely transformed from a bluish-white hurricane, but it seems to have come to life. The huge creature soars in the air, and when its mouth is open, you can see the airflow swirling wildly and pouring into it.

The flowing airflow created a huge suction force, and the fiery rain falling from the thick fire clouds in the sky was just like raindrops drifting in the wind, all of which entered the fish's belly under the powerful tearing force of the airflow.

The countless light shuttles that were rushing towards Bai Mo and forming a vast expanse of light were intercepted by Feng Ling halfway.

(End of this chapter)