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

Chapter 315 Thirty-Nine Seconds

"What kind of look is that, kid?" Feng Li stared at Bai Mo, the tiger stripes on his face deepening.

"Uh, nothing, I'm just thinking about which faction would be best to use to defeat them."

Bai Mo subconsciously said that not only his eyes were strange, but also the eyes of the four people, including Jiang Shaoxu, who were chosen by Feng Li to go on stage with him.

After Bai Mo said those words, their expressions became even stranger.

"Let's take it easy. Strategically, it's fine for us to underestimate our opponent, but tactically, we still need to be cautious," Dean Songhe suggested, stroking his beard as if afraid Bai Mo might get carried away.

"Hmm, in my opinion, we should use two systems."

Bai Mo was speechless; these two seemed even more confident than him.

Equally speechless was Pang Lai, who quietly walked over. This chief of the Forbidden City had gray hair and an aged face, but his eyes were bright and piercing.

Jiang Yu was the first to notice him, and his respectful address of "Teacher" drew everyone's attention to him.

"Haha, confidence is a good thing. Bai Mo, right? I've heard your name from Lao Han so many times I'm sick of it."

Han Ji, who was called upon, nodded slightly to the others as a sign of encouragement, without saying a word.

It's no wonder they're so confident. In the past, those who could enter the National Team were mostly of similar strength. For example, Mo Fan, with Xiao Yanji as the leader, was already able to defeat Ai Jiangtu.

However, if there is even one sonic or mental magic user, all his skills will be rendered useless.

Bai Mo is different. First of all, his spiritual realm determines that the vast majority of the National Government's spiritual masters no longer pose a threat to him.

Then there are his destructive and support abilities; he can even excel at assassination.

Holding such an ace, along with three bombs from Aimom, they had no choice but to take this stance.

Venice has many magical arenas, and even this opening venue is about the size of five football fields.

The magic arena was vast, and the audience surrounding the entire venue was countless, presenting a dark mountain that roared all around.

Special cameras are positioned at all four sides to realistically display the fight scene on a large screen and on the mobile phones of thousands of households connected via live stream.

One by one, the arena masters entered the arena, transforming the open space into a forest, opening the protective barrier, and the two contestants entered the arena at this time.

"Shh~~!!"

"Go Kyushu team, hold on for just one more second!!"

"Waaaah, beat that show-off down!"

Boos and curses came from all directions, all directed at the Westerners who were heading towards Bai Mo. The faint cheers mixed in were too inconspicuous to be heard.

"The open field is a relatively fair arena," said Instructor Feng Li.

"That's a good place to walk your summoned beasts." Pang Lai narrowed his eyes.

On the Fusang team's side, the players on the field were Captain Shao Hegu, Ming Busong who majored in the Shadow Department, the rising star Yosuke, a short woman, and a chubby man.

"What do we do?" Nan Jue asked.

"Do whatever you want, interfere, finish off the enemy, I'll handle the front line." Almost the instant Bai Mo finished speaking, the referee's voice rang out.

"Both sides are in position for the first move!"

The group entered their positions, but the area was obscured by the jungle, making it impossible to see what was happening on the other side. Meanwhile, the audience became even more animated, discussing how Bai Mo and his team would lose.

Even though he was still on the field, Bai Mo had the leisure to guide two commander-level spirits to light up two star souls.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~"

A deafening explosion erupted overhead, the dazzling light of the fireworks illuminating Bai Mo's bright eyes even more brilliantly. Through the camera, it seemed as if two bright moons were projected from those eyes, chilling and terrifying.

"Wow, Mom, I think I'm in love!"

"Wow, that's a bit scary."

"This is a beast tide summoning, it's happening so fast."

Outside the arena, discussions were rife, while inside, as Bai Mo raised his eyes, a massive, imposing, and aloof moonlit gate immediately appeared.

"Azure Blood Lion, crush them!"

A rumbling sound accompanied by a fierce wind blew out, directly shattering the poison in the wind sent by the poison mage of the opposing Fusang team.

Immediately afterwards, the flat field trembled, and three blood-red male lions, each thirty meters tall, charged out wildly. Above them, a blood-red male lion with wings on its back soared—these were four commander-level Sky Blood Lions!

The sudden appearance of the enormous creature immediately attracted everyone's attention. The thirty-meter-long blood lion exuded an aura that stirred up thick, blood-red demonic clouds, even staining the protective barrier.

The terrifying aura formed a powerful shockwave, which, as they ran, slapped outwards in a cone shape. The forest that the old mages had painstakingly cultivated was directly torn away by this violent shockwave, creating a scene of apocalypse after the storm.

"That's a summon beast tide? How come there are only four?"

"Dude, do you want to read what you're saying? Only four? Those are all commanders!"

"No wonder Bai Mo is so confident. If I had four commanders protecting me, I could fly to the heavens!"

"Damn it!"

A curse rang out. Seeing the menacing Sky Blood Lion approaching, Shao Hegu's face turned extremely grim. He hadn't expected Bai Mo's summoned beast to have changed. He shouted loudly:

"Ming Busong, Yang Jie, you two draw their attention, I'll go and take Bai Mo down!"

Hundreds of meters away, Ming Busong, who was following the shadow of the flying trees, could neither carry out Shao Hegu's orders nor wanted to, because during the procession of the flying trees, he saw the possibility of assassinating Bai Mo.

A small piece of wood flew out and headed towards Bai Mo and the others.

His eyes lit up immediately. Wisps of dark mist, hidden in the floating dust, instantly entered the shadow of the flying debris.

Holding his breath, Ming Busong followed the shadow of the flying wood fragments step by step. However, when he arrived not far in front of the summoning gate, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his face showed horror!

A line of neatly arranged purple-eyed blue lions charged out. Each one was over five meters tall, robust and strong, their eyes, which seemed to imprison lightning, were savage, yet they were arranged in perfect formation, like a heavy tank formation rolling in! Their fierce and violent aura was extremely impactful!

"Holy crap!"

Ming Busong was so frightened that he dared not take another step forward. His figure, which was behind the broken wood, emerged from the shadows, his expression changed immediately, and he ran away as fast as he could!

"roar!"

"Roar! Ro ...

With a series of roars, would the purple-eyed blue lion let go of its prey that was already in its mouth? And you little thing, how dare you show your back to us?

Then don't blame us for being impolite.

Their purple, electric eyes flashed, and instantly, bolts of lightning flew out of their pupils, surging into waves of lightning spears that pressed down on Ming Busong in the blink of an eye.

The intense lightning expanded densely, piercing through Ming Busong's entire body, shattering countless lightning wires. The deafening thunderclaps and explosions shattered Ming Busong's armor. With the lightning piercing through him and leaving him powerless, Ming Busong was immediately taken off the field by the referee.

Within just one minute of the start of the game, the Fusang team had already lost a player.

In an instant, the entire arena fell silent. Everyone watched in silence as the lion pride, led by the blood-red leader, swept across most of the arena and charged toward the remaining four members of the Fusang team.

"Useless thing!"

Shao Hegu cursed loudly, his face turning black. He pointed at Yosuke, who possessed poison-type abilities, and said:

"Quickly unleash the poison to weaken those summoned beasts!"

"Hi!!"

Yosuke answered loudly, but inwardly he felt bitter. He watched as more than three hundred majestic lions charged in, occupying half of the arena. Their powerful aura felt like heavy iron fists hitting his chest, making him feel dizzy and unable to cast high-level poison magic.

"Poisonous flies gnaw at the bones!"

Seeing Shao Hegu's increasingly gloomy face, Yosuke finally released the magic he had painstakingly drawn.

The high-level poison system has many variations. His approach is to raise insects. Various poisonous insects can often catch enemies off guard. Once this bone-corroding poison fly hits, it will bypass flesh and blood and directly corrode the target's bones. Even Shao Hegu dares not face its sharpness directly.

A swarm of poisonous flies, like dust, drifted toward the approaching pride of lions, like a mole cricket trying to sneak into a light bulb at night.

"Good job, you two! Help the poisonous insects cover them and don't let those four leaders blow them away!"

Shao Hegu made arrangements in a rather methodical manner, having previously witnessed the shockwaves emitted by the Sky Blood Lion flying in the sky.

"Hi!!"

Two responses rang out, and a thick, earthy yellow sheen appeared on one team member's feet, while a crystalline light shone from the other's eyes.

"Mountains shook!"

"My mind is in turmoil!"

The chubby man's foot, glowing with a heavy, earthy yellow light, slammed heavily on the ground. In that instant, a golden boot appeared on his foot, clearly indicating that he had enhanced the magic with a magical artifact.

"Takashi~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!"

With that stomp, a muffled thud suddenly came from the ground, drowning out the sound of the lions stomping their feet.

The ground beneath the lion pride began to shake and tremble, as if an earthquake had occurred. Even the four Sky Blood Lions at the very front, which had been crushing all obstacles in their path, stumbled abruptly.

A narrow fissure appeared in the center of the lion pride, and the ground sloped outwards from the fissure, separating the lion pride's formation into a wide corridor, revealing Bai Mo and the others behind it.

Next came the short girl's mind magic, the power of which disrupted the mind and caused the lion pride, which had been regrouping, to pause slightly.

Just then, Shao Hegu's eyes lit up, and an excited and cruel expression appeared on his face. As a yellowish-brown stick appeared in his hand, it shone with a dazzling light, and the constellations behind it were all integrated into it.

"Earth-Splitting Strike!"

Shao Hegu shouted and swung his stick from bottom to top. A huge, bright yellow rock blade rose from the ground and expanded along the corridor created by his two teammates, breaking rocks along the way, before slashing fiercely at Bai Mo.

"Huh? Even the freebies from phone top-ups are arrogant?"

Bai Mo raised an eyebrow slightly, not dodging at all. Did these Japanese people have some misunderstanding about their leader?

The four Azure Blood Lions were capable of flying, but Bai Mo needed them to shatter the battlefield, so he didn't let them fly. But now that Bai Mo had released them...

Pairs of blood-red wings, covering an area, immediately unfolded. The wings were as thick as dark clouds. With a flip, they stood up and became a thick, iron-blooded shield wall, instantly covering the output gap that the two mages had painstakingly created. One by one, the fleshy wings flapped and smashed the incoming earth-shattering cleavers.

"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The roar of the lions shook the heavens, and the wind howled, mocking Shao Hegu's overestimation of his abilities. With a flap of their blood wings, the four Sky Blood Lions arrived in front of Shao Hegu and the others almost instantly.

With each flap of its wings, a heavy wind pressure descended, and combined with the blood-red wings that covered the sky like dark clouds, it completely shattered the hope in the hearts of the four.

As for the little insects that Yosuke released, they were long ago crushed in the howling wind.

As the enormous lion's shadow pounced down, Shao Hegu and his three companions were terrified, their eyes wide with horror. They dared not face their leaders directly. The two team members who had come up to assist Shao Hegu were even more vulnerable; the mere pressure from the wind had already caused them to collapse to the ground, their bodies convulsing, their eyes unfocused, overwhelmed with fear.

"Ah! I'm going down, and you're not getting any better off!"

Driven by fear, Yosuke went mad. Unlike Shao Hegu, he didn't have armor on his body. Although he stepped on the Demon Shoes, he retreated instead of advancing. He stared at the calm and composed Bai Mo and charged straight at the Blood Lion's claws.

"Pfft!"

The heavy lion's claws came down, and Yosuke was sent flying. Blood gushed from his body like a fountain, but he was saved in time by the referee.

As he flew backward, venomous flies flew out of his body, passed through the roaring lions behind him, and began to bite the Sky Blood Lion.

But at this last moment, Yosuke did something, and his dark cloud turned around and rushed straight towards Bai Mo.

Yosuke, who was being led by the referee, stared intently at Bai Mo. He wanted to see him flee in a sorry state, to hear him howl like a banshee, and to let this guy know how powerful he was.

Bai Mo seemed not to see the vengeful flies at all, neither dodging nor avoiding them, and the other four members of the Kyushu team beside him were also unmoved and did not offer any warning.

"Beep! Kyushu team wins!"

The whistle blew, the referee's voice fell, and then a chaotic vortex appeared, directly absorbing the Vengeful Fly that was about to attack the player.

Yosuke's eyes widened, and he turned his head sharply. In the air, he could clearly see four huge lions surrounding Shao Hegu. His body was covered in shattered pieces of his armor and magic tools, and blood was spitting from his mouth. He was clearly powerless to resist.

quiet!

A deathly silence!

The entire arena, which housed over 100,000 people, was so quiet you could hear a pin drop!

Everyone stared in disbelief at the stage and at the timer on the screen: 39 seconds!

The match ended in just 39 seconds from the start.

Are the Fusang teams strong? As one of the top eight teams in the previous National University Tournament, they are certainly strong, with top-notch strength. Most National University teams would have to be cautious and wary when facing them.

"This strong Fusang team couldn't even last a minute against our Kyushu captain Bai Mo! At this moment, I can only say that we are stronger!" The voice of the commentator could be heard during the live broadcast of the National Tournament in China.

"He only used one department, he didn't even let his teammates attack, he didn't even take a single step. With that kind of skill, I don't think anyone would lack confidence. A championship, a team like that, a captain like that—I think they deserve it!!"

The broadcaster's voice was passionate, making the audience's blood boil. But if you turned on the live chat, you would find that the entire screen was filled with "WC," as if the millions of Chinese people watching the game live had no other way to describe their feelings except for that one word.

"Waaaaah! Waaaah!!"

Meanwhile, the stands at the Venice stadium erupted in cheers!

The strong are undoubtedly respected by everyone, and excited shouts and cheers came from all directions.

"handsome!"

"pretty!"

"Wow, I'm so excited!"

Familiar voices entered the air, and everyone looked around to see groups of Kyushu people standing up and shouting. The shouts were first uttered by them.

The combined voices of the Kyushu people in the arena became the fuse, igniting the entire arena and making everyone celebrate the victory of the strongman.

Before Bai Mo had shown his strength, even if some people had a good impression of him, they found it difficult to voice their support. Now that they can finally openly support him, this scene of overwhelming support has emerged.

A handsome guy who is both strong and good-looking is hard to dislike. Besides, Bai Mo is already quite famous in Europe, and Westerners won't take Bai Mo's boasting seriously; they'll just see it as confidence.

As Bai Mo walked out of the arena with a smile, to his surprise, Ji Xiaolan, who had come to interview him yesterday, was there again.

"Congratulations on your victory! Bai's performance was amazing. There's been a lot of discussion about you online these past few days. Could you tell us how you feel about this victory?"

As Ji Xiaolan spoke, the microphone was already placed to his lips.

Bai Mo glanced at the young man behind her carrying the photography equipment, then at the mentors who were still quite far away, and smiled:

"I didn't feel anything special. The result was as expected. These Japanese people, who are supposed to be as powerful as fire, are just so-so."

Knowing he had misspoke, Bai Mo didn't say anything more. He simply pushed the microphone away and led Jiang Shaoxu and the other three back to their rest area.

The four followed behind with strange expressions, greeted their instructor, returned to their seats, and then all took out their phones.

"Was that reporter's interview live?" Guan Yu whispered.

"Yes, that's a camera device for live streaming." Nan Jue nodded slightly, and Jiang Shaoxu next to her added:

"Yes, I heard that girl say the word 'live stream'."

Meanwhile, Bai Mo's live interview footage had already gone viral online.

The mentors were very satisfied with the Kyushu National Government team's performance in the opening match. After offering a few words of encouragement, they announced the team's disbandment.

Just as Bai Mo was about to lead Mu Nujiao and Jiang Shaoxu to celebrate, a familiar figure came towards them.

She wore a white gauze dress, looking noble and elegant, with silver hair that resembled Mu Ningxue's, and her attire was exquisite and elegant.

"Bai Mo, congratulations on your initial victory. Your strength has increased significantly."

"An Ruo?" Bai Mo raised an eyebrow slightly, not expecting to see her here. She was even more elegant than when they first met.

"You've come to watch the game too?"

"Of course, I had to come and see something this big in Venice." An Ruo smiled slightly. "I didn't expect to witness such a wonderful match."

The match just now was anything but exciting; it was one-sided. But everyone likes to hear nice things said. An Ruo's gaze shifted to Mu Nujiao and Jiang Shaoxu, and she smiled sweetly.

"These two beautiful ladies are your teammates, right?"

"Yes." Bai Mo introduced the two women's names. Although they had gone through life and death together when they last met, they did not exchange names with her.

Then An Ruo finally revealed the purpose of her visit: "It looks like you're about to celebrate. Why don't you come to my house? Let me show you some hospitality. I'm planning to get together with a friend. It'll be more lively with more people."

"Great! I've heard that the Tani family has many great artists; it'll be a good opportunity to see them."

Jiang Shaoxu said excitedly that she likes to see different things. For example, whenever she goes to a city, she goes shopping to find good food and fun things to do.

Venice is not a very large city, and its land is extremely valuable, but the Tani family owns a thousand-acre estate here.

The entire garden is in a classic Gothic style, with every detail meticulously maintained. In this warm season, every clump of greenery is bursting with flowers.

"This painting was created by my grandfather's friend Gao Fan more than a hundred years ago. Master Gao Fan was not only a great painter, but also a powerful spiritual master. Everyone sees it differently."

As they walked along the art gallery leading to the main building, An Ruo continuously introduced the paintings and sculptures hanging on the walls to Bai Mo and the other two.

Beside her, a woman dressed in equally extraordinary attire, with towering Mattiquitous golden eyes, smiled as she observed the three of them, offering her comments.

"Not only, as An Ruo said, if a person's state of mind changes, their perception of the painting will also be different from what they saw at the beginning."

"Oh, how did you know?" Jiang Shaoxu asked, holding the hand of her newly acquainted friend with curiosity.

As a spiritual mage, she only had a vague guess when she looked at the painting.

"I first saw this painting when I was very young. After that, it felt like a fairy tale to me, but now it feels like a future world," Eileen said with a smile.

"Oh, so you two knew each other so long ago." Mu Nujiao said knowingly.

"Well, I..." The girls chatted about various things, explaining the art and antiques they encountered along the way. As they walked, Bai Mo suddenly felt the Guiyan Mirror in his pocket vibrate.

He immediately stopped in his tracks, his gaze falling on the stone sculpture that Eileen was introducing. It was a relief sculpture, showing a giant with outstretched wings standing on a sacred mountain, with countless people below.

"This relief, which protects the world, is a thousand years old. It is said to have been given to the Holy City by a goddess from Parthenon, representing the friendship between the two sides and their shared ideal of protecting the world. Later, the Holy City bestowed this relief upon the Tani family because of the merits of one of the ancestors of the Anro family."

As Eileen finished speaking, Mu Nujiao and the other woman nodded slightly, their opinion of the unassuming relief sculpture rising even higher.

"It's just a rumor from our ancestors. This relief was truly a gift from the Holy City, and the family wouldn't display it here as decoration," An Ruo said with a smile, her tone humble.

Bai Mo seemed to be deep in thought. He was thinking about how to find a reason to approach this relief. It was such a large piece; it wasn't that he couldn't take it with him, but there was no need for him to.

"Bai Mo, are you curious about this relief?"

Eileen's golden eyes flickered slightly as she saw Bai Mo looking at the relief with an even more serious attitude than before, and she couldn't help but ask.

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo's heart stirred. "I was just wondering how old this relief is. I have a magical artifact that has no other function than to determine the age of an item."

"Oh~, I've rarely seen such a boring magical artifact." An Ruo said in surprise. "If you're curious, you can try it. I'm actually also very curious about the lifespan of this thing. Speaking of which, many of the things here have been passed down from our ancestors, and we don't know if they're true or not."

"Why wouldn't you know?" Jiang Shaoxu asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Emmm..." An Ruo hesitated for a moment before saying softly:

"When I was in high school, I saw my great-grandfather paint a picture and hang it here. The next day, the Queen, the mother of the British Empire, came to visit. My great-grandfather pointed to his painting and said it was an authentic work by Picasso. The Queen believed him."

Jiang Shaoxu was taken aback, and Mu Nujiao and Bai Mo also found it amusing.

"Let's see if this relief is from a thousand years ago," Bai Mo said, taking out the Guiyan Mirror and stamping it on a corner of the relief.

(End of this chapter)