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

"Let's see. If it really doesn't work, we'll use all our strength to crush it." Feng Li's gaze was fixed on the stage.

The German captain, Johnson, had his shadow swords planted on Nan Jue, immobilizing her. The next moment, shadow blades materialized and fell without hesitation toward Nan Jue's neck.

In the competition, no one will go all out, but even a slight mark on a vital area means elimination.

The Kyushu members watching from below the stage all sighed. They hadn't expected that someone from their team would be eliminated so soon.

"Hey, you should really think about replacing the trainees."

"Radiance!"

Suddenly, a golden light the size of a head landed on Nan Jue's head. The dazzling golden light directly purified the shadow aura on Nan Jue's body, and the shadow blade that was coming was like the clouds in a storm, which was dispersed by the strong light.

However, Jiang Shaoxu, with tears streaming down her face, awoke from her hallucination. Her sharp gaze was fixed on the German mental mage. Without even glancing in their direction, a beam of light accurately landed on Nan Jue's head, effortlessly dispelling Qiao Sen's shadow encirclement.

"Hmph! You're too busy taking care of yourself to bother with others!"

The female mage's cold voice rang out, her mocking eyes fixed on Jiang Shaoxu. She unleashed a barrage of chaotic blades with both hands, slashing fiercely at him.

Just then, Jiang Shaoxu shifted her gaze from the mental mage to the female mage. The instant her sharp eyes turned intense, they became bright as stars, and the dazzling starlight shone directly into the eyes of the Munich female mage.

"Ugh~~~~~~~!"

With a groan that was difficult to understand, the female mage abruptly stopped in her tracks, and the turbulent wind blades that were sweeping towards Jiang Shaoxu instantly dissipated.

She spread her wings and immediately turned to attack the German mental mage.

"What is she doing?"

"Oh no, she's been controlled by them!"

"Damn it, Burke, get her back!" the Munich ice mage shouted immediately upon seeing this.

"I need some time."

No sooner had Burke finished speaking than the female mage appeared before him, her enormous wings, like slaps, flapping fiercely at him under her control!

With a swing of the wind wings, the swirling hurricane instantly disrupted the formation of the German group. Reddy's newly connected spells were interrupted by the immense force, and Burke, without having time to cast any defense, was directly swatted away by the wind wings onto the protective barrier.

As a support, he took a high-level spell head-on, and the female mage arrived too quickly, leaving him unable to resist in the blink of an eye.

"Good! Good job, Jiang Shaoxu did a great job."

Feng Li's eyes lit up, and he said happily.

However, at that moment, Qiao Sen cunningly broke free from Ai Jiangtu's entanglement, and his ghostly figure appeared directly behind Jiang Shaoxu.

"Get down!"

Qiao Sen's eyes darkened, and a dark dagger materialized in his hand, slashing towards Jiang Shaoxu's neck.

Before Jiang Shaoxu could speak, she had no way to dodge, nor did she intend to. But then she saw the light in her eyes grow even brighter, and her thoughts fell faster than the shadow dagger.

brush!

A faint, shadowy scratch appeared on Jiang Shaoxu's neck.

"ah!!!"

At the same time, the female mage who was being controlled and had swatted Burke away suddenly conjured a wind blade and plunged it into her own body without hesitation, letting out a violent scream.

"Beep beep—!!"

"Germany's Burke, Janna eliminated! Germany replaces her."

"Jiang Shaoxu from Team Kyushu has been eliminated, and Team Kyushu will replace her!"

The events unfolded in a dazzling display of speed and precision. Jiang Shaoxu's mind control directly eliminated two of the opponent's top generals, leaving the audience in the arena mesmerized.

"Good! One for two, well done!" Feng Li clapped his hands and laughed, his emotions fluctuating at this moment due to the sudden reversal.

Staying alert, rescuing teammates, counterattacking the enemy, decisively unleashing a powerful attack, and achieving victory.

In Jiang Shaoxu, Feng Li saw the characteristics of the Jiang family as a family of military mages. In exchange for one of their deputy Destroyers and one of their mental supporters, they were not at a loss.

Qiao Sen's eyes turned cold, and his figure dissipated like smoke, dodging Ai Jiangtu's attack and quietly appearing in front of the German formation that had been reorganized.

"Ha, Johnson, you were careless," said the newly entered bagpipe.

"I'll deal with that sound mage," said the gloomy-looking Kex.

"They look like they're going to continue on defense! All-out attack!"

As Johnson observed the Kyushu team reorganize their defensive formation, he issued his orders. He held considerable authority within the team; almost as soon as his voice rang out, layers of magical aura surged forth, and the magical currents caused the space to tremble slightly.

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

Beneath the sand, a sand dune suddenly rose up, bursting forth with a deafening roar.

Yellow sand cascaded down the spine of the monstrous beast like a waterfall. Its huge, ferocious head rose up, and with another roar, the sand turned into a dust storm.

In the hazy yellow light, people could finally make out that it was a white rock dragon. Its hard, white granite skin made it look like a giant, living statue, but its movable joints, head, and fierce-looking eyes made it look extremely dangerous and terrifying!

The ice mage from Munich smiled coldly, stepped on an ice lock and glided up to the top. With a gloomy aura, Kex landed very casually on the shoulder of the white rock dragon!

Bai Yandi Yalong took heavy steps and saw that Zhao Manyan's jagged mountain shield was actually crashing into it with its body like a giant mechanical machine!

With a loud crash, Zhao Manyan's rugged mountain shield turned into a pile of wasteland, with rubble scattered everywhere.

"It's Yalong! This is terrible!"

"I'll use General Rock to hold him off!" Jiang Yugang said as he entered the arena, but Ai Jiangtu's eyes flashed and he suddenly pushed them apart.

"Watch out, it's cursed!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a dark, ghostly figure appeared, and its huge ghostly hand swept towards the original location of Nan Jue and the others.

Avoiding the curse of the ghost punishment gave Reddy an opportunity to cast a spell, and a ghostly green fire python darted towards them.

"Jiang Yu, have your Giant Rock General hold off the attack. I'll deal with the White Rock Dragon. Mu Tingying, Zhao Manyan, provide cover." Ai Jiangtu's eyes gleamed with silver light as he focused his powerful thoughts on the White Rock Dragon that was approaching him.

Jiang Yu nodded and immediately ordered General Giant Rock to block Reddy's Hellfire Serpent.

Flames exploded, but the Giant Rock General remained unmoved. Seeing this, everyone's faces lit up with joy.

Suddenly, the firelight dimmed, and a hazy mist appeared around General Giant Rock. On the ground, countless shadow trails wove together, and an even more chilling circular array of shadows lit up.

One after another, dark spears of shadow pierced out, pinning the massive body of the Giant Rock General.

"Eclipse!"

As Johnson's cold voice rang out, the array of dark spears that had pierced through began to darkly corrode the rock-like skin of the Giant Rock General.

Immediately afterwards, a yellow light shone on the ground, the heavy gravity distorted the air, and the terrifying force pulled the rock general down into the ground. The corroded rock body collapsed directly under this gravity that was dozens of times stronger!

"Zhao Manyan, where's your defense?! What good are you?!"

Mu Tingying, covered in dust and dirt, dodged Bai Yandi Yalong's trampling while also having to shield herself from Fengdi's assassination attempt, and couldn't help but scream.

Zhao Manyan was too lazy to pay attention to this woman. If he could have freed his hands, he would have slapped her to death.

Nan Jue alone couldn't cause too much trouble for Yadi, so he still had to be careful of Yadi's destructive magic, while at the same time constantly providing defense for everyone on the field.

If it weren't for his defense, would this woman have been able to withstand the attacks of that elusive wind mage, the white-based dragon, and the two mages above his head?

She probably doesn't think she's Ai Jiangtu.

"Destroy! Thunder Axe!"

Reddy shouted loudly, with only sonic interference remaining. He could barely draw magic, and the gap between Nan Jue's spiritual realm and his own had not yet reached a certain level.

Each of his spells was imbued with a ghostly green light, and bolts of lightning struck Zhao Manyan and the others like axe flashes.

"Damn it, here we go again." Zhao Manyan cursed under his breath, immediately unleashing one defensive magic weapon after another.

"A great opportunity, Fei Fei!"

The massive rock that collapsed with a deafening roar attracted the attention of many on the field, but Jiang Yu adjusted his glasses, letting the lightning bolts from the sky strike him, and seized the opportunity to immediately issue orders to Night Rakshasa.

Just as the German team knew they needed to deal with Zhao Manyan and Nan Jue, the shackles that restricted their destruction of the mage, the Kyushu team also understood the troublesome nature of Reddy.

Night Rakshasa is a dark elf, a master assassin. Silently, taking advantage of the shadow cast by lightning, it transforms into a dark meteor blade and slashes towards Reddy's neck without warning.

"Hmph! I've been waiting for you!"

Suddenly, a suit of armor appeared on Reddy's body, blocking the Night Rakshasa's attack. They remembered Jiang Yu's performance in the treasure hunt, and his cat.

Flames surged in Reddy's hand as he unhesitatingly blasted them towards the Night Rakshasa behind him.

"Meow!~!"

The sudden burst of fire fists slammed into the Night Rakshasa, whose body was floating in the air. The dazzling firelight dispelled all darkness, giving it no chance to retreat.

A perfect parabola appeared, and the Night Rakshasa flew far away.

A howling wind arose, and Mu Tingying was caught off guard and subjected to the Ghost Torture. She was then blown away by the fierce wind and completely lost her ability to fight.

In an instant, Qiao Sen appeared behind Ai Jiangtu. Instead of trying to pry open Zhao Manyan's turtle shell, he chose to join forces with Munich Ice Mage, his summoned beast, Curse Mage Kex, and Bagpipe to besiege this powerful space mage, aiming to eliminate two Kyushu students in a short time.

Once Ai Jiangtu is eliminated, the remaining three members of the Kyushu team will have two opponents: one a support-type sound mage, and the other a summoner who has lost their summoned beast. No matter how strong Zhao Manyan's defense is, he can't withstand the combined attack of the five of them plus the commander of the dragon!

Even if the Kyushu team sends Bai Mo onto the field, it will be too late for him to carry the team alone.

"Kyushu team replaces its members!"

"Since you want to see strength, then take a good look!"

Johnson's cold voice rang out at the same time as the referee's loud pronouncement.

His leather cloak fluttered, from which countless dark spears flew toward Ai Jiangtu's body.

At that instant, the terrifying dragon power of the White Rock Dragon erupted, roaring as it charged forward, stirring up towering waves of sand. Its suddenly ripped out dragon claws, which slammed heavily onto Ai Jiangtu, shattering the immortal space he had constructed with his will.

Ai Jiangtu lightly stepped into the air, stomping heavily on the ground with a loud bang like a cannonball exploding. He kicked out waves in the air and leaped upwards, narrowly dodging the shadow spear shot by Qiao Sen from behind.

"Can you escape?!"

The Munich Ice Mage stood proudly atop the White Rock Dragon, his hands outstretched as if embracing the heavens. A coffin of ice appeared high in the sky, emitting a deafening and awe-inspiring sound, before plummeting down.

"Ghostly torture!"

At the same time, Kex, who was also standing on the White Rock Dragon, was surrounded by a crimson light, and suddenly struck Ai Jiangtu in the air with a Ghost Punishment Curse Mark.

"snort!"

Ai Jiangtu's face was grim. He barely managed to repel the shadow spears that were silently shooting at him with his mind, and summoned his armor magic tool, intending to forcibly resist the wave of frozen coffins above his head, as well as the Soul-Destroying Claws that the White Rock Earth Dragon was tearing at him again. As for the Ghost Punishment Curse, he could slightly resist it with his mental power.

He hoped Zhao Manyan could provide him with timely assistance, but the enemy's attack was like a storm, giving him no time to describe his instantaneous movement.

Without rest or Zhao Manyan's radiant purification, he couldn't endure the torment of the ghost punishment for long.

"Oh no, Bai Mo, get on stage quickly!"

Off the field, Feng Li saw that the four opponents immediately went to besiege Ai Jiangtu, while Zhao Manyan and Jiang Yunan were also busy dealing with Reddy's super powerful magic destruction and the entanglement of another wind mage, so they did not have time to support him.

Feng Li knew that he absolutely had to send someone into battle before Ai Jiangtu could hold on any longer, and he absolutely had to prevent them from expanding their gains in the battle.

"good!"

Bai Mo immediately headed towards the contestant entrance, while Feng Li's voice still rang out behind him, "Mo Fan, you should also get ready. If Ai Jiangtu is eliminated, you go on stage immediately."

Meanwhile, on the field, Ai Jiangtu was struck hard, his armor shattered by the powerful dragon claws, and he crashed heavily into the ground. A huge ghostly shadow was tearing at his soul from behind.

"roar!"

The White Rock Dragon unleashed a ferocious charge, stomping wildly at Ai Jiangtu, who had fallen to the ground. Ai Jiangtu was already seriously injured; blood could be seen seeping from his shattered armor. If he were to take another heavy stomp, he would likely lose his ability to fight immediately.

"Guangyou!"

Zhao Man withstood another thunderous attack from the battle axe, releasing a protective light to shield the fallen Ai Jiangtu. The light shield trembled, dispelling the shadow spears that shot from the darkness, but the White Rock Earth Dragon's frenzied dragon power was immense; the sand waves it generated were instantly shattered by the protective light shield.

"Buzz~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!"

Suddenly, the originally calm space trembled, and faint starlight appeared in the wind and sand, outlining a portal. An invisible force lifted Ai Jiangtu up, as if he were sinking into the water, into the space, and avoided the trampling of the White Rock Dragon!

But then Qiao Sen abruptly stopped attacking Ai Jiangtu, and with a flick of his wrist, three dark spears shot out, piercing through Nan Jue who was struggling to deal with the bagpipes' harassment. The other two spears were blocked by Zhao Manyan.

"Bai Mo, you've finally decided to come up on stage? Unleash your tiger, or you're not qualified to compete with me."

The Munich Ice Mage stood proudly atop the White Rock Dragon, addressing Bai Mo, who had appeared at the edge of the arena. Sure enough, the heavily wounded Ai Jiangtu had appeared beside Bai Mo at some point.

Bai Mo glanced at the Munich ice mage, but his gaze fell on the low-key and disciplined Qiao Sen.

The German team's captain is very strong, but more importantly, the opponent has a knack for seizing opportunities on the battlefield.

Whether it was initially targeting Zhao Manyan and Jiang Shaoxu, breaking Jiang Yu's summoned beast, seizing the opportunity of Mu Tingying's elimination to besiege Ai Jiangtu, or finally attacking the unprepared Nan Jue when things seemed hopeless, they further expanded their advantage.

Every move the opponent made created and seized opportunities, and it proved true. The opponent did a good job; Bai Mo hadn't thought he would play in this match.

Because, in his estimation, Mo Fan was strong enough to defeat them, but obviously, some changes had occurred, making the original battle situation different.

"You will not have another chance," Bai Mo said calmly.

"That's not necessarily true!" Qiao Sen exchanged a sharp glance with Bai Mo, completely unconcerned that the other side had a mage on the field to heal Ai Jiangtu. The command reached the ears of the four members of the German team.

"Attack Bai Mo with all our might!"

His figure, however, vanished as if ink were spreading in water.

"Night's Reign!"

As Josen's cold incantation rang out, Zhao Manyan saw no one, only a huge veil of night descending. At the same time, a large patch of shadows fell upon Zhao Manyan with a wave of Josen's hand, freezing his body, soul, and magic in place.

"This is bad!" Zhao Manyan thought to himself.

As a defensive mage, the worst thing is to be imprisoned. Even if you don't die, if someone leaves you stranded in one place and traps you in the labyrinth ruled by Siye, you're just a useless person!

The moment Johnson disappeared, Reddy, Munich, and the other three German mages immediately carried out the order. Magical light shone, rich magical energy surged, and layers of elemental power rippled outwards.

The first to appear was the roaring, charging White Rock Dragon. This sandy area was simply the best battlefield for it. The thick sand became its protection and strength. With a single claw, a surging, earth-shattering sand tide pressed down on Bai Mo.

Suddenly, Bai Mo and the other two were lifted up, and a huge sand mountain rose from the ground!

A crouching giant tiger appeared, its majestic bright yellow eyes fixed ahead. With just a half-step forward from its heavy paws, the sandstorm stirred up by the White Rock Dragon's charge instantly subsided as if it had met its nemesis, as if it were paying homage.

"Go all out." Bai Mo sat cross-legged on the back of the Divine Dust Tiger, stroked its fur, and gave the command.

He didn't care how Johnson created opportunities or how many people he eliminated. As long as he stepped onto the field, victory would be on his side. He was confident of that.

Perhaps the only obstacle to his path to the championship is Asha's Yaya from the Greek team.

"You dare to lose focus while playing against us?!"

Behind him, a hint of ferocity and rage appeared on Reddy's usually expressionless face. No one had ever dared to lose focus under his destructive power, and no one had ever dared to underestimate his magic!

He raised his hands high, as if embracing the heavens, and summoned a deep green hellfire stone from the sky. Like the suddenly appearing eye of a demon, it stared intently at the prey on the ground who had defied its majesty, and unleashed hellfire upon it, bringing terrifying destruction.

One went up, the other went forward. At the same time, the bagpipes were already quietly floating in the air, and sharp eyes were locked on Bai Mo, always paying attention to every opportunity.

"roar!!!"

With a roar, the Divine Dust Tiger leaped into the air and charged straight at the White Rock Earth Dragon. Its heavy and powerful tiger claws clashed fiercely with the White Rock Earth Dragon's claws, and a burst of sparks erupted.

The collision of forces caused a shockwave to surge up wildly, creating a dust storm; the savage power was on full display at that moment.

A long sand ditch appeared, and the figure of the White Rock Dragon retreated dozens of meters, while the Divine Dust Tiger stood on the ground, unmoving. In an instant, the difference in strength was obvious.

Both players, who were standing on their contracted beasts, were thrown into the air by the shockwave of that attack.

Just then, the eyes of the bagpipe that had been moving like a phantom in the air suddenly sharpened, and his figure suddenly dispersed, inexplicably appearing behind Bai Mo amidst the flying dust storm.

"Storm Greatsword!"

With his hands clenched in a fist, more than three meters away from Bai Mo, a huge cyan Western-style greatsword appeared in his hands. In that instant, all the turbulent winds in the air converged on the cyan greatsword, forming a circle of concentrated and unrestrained storm sword energy.

The massive Storm Sword drew a crescent moon, slashing towards Bai Mo's back. In an instant, a terrifyingly sharp tearing force surged, and the rapidly surging Storm Sword Qi even sucked away the air in the entire arena, making it difficult for anyone to breathe.

The sharp blades of air cut into him, and Bai Mo could even feel a stinging pain on his skin, like being scraped by a knife. He suddenly turned around and raised his hand to grab the giant sword that was slashing down.

A flash of anger crossed Bagpipe's eyes; he sensed a deep sense of disrespect.

Faced with such an attack, Bai Mo didn't dodge or evade. Instead, he reached out to block his Storm Greatsword. Did he think he was one of those lousy assassins? That laughable earth-based defense could actually block his Storm Greatsword?!

"court death!"

A fierce glint flashed across his face. Since you don't know what's good for you, then I'll use your severed hand as my throne of glory, use your excruciating pain to remember my immense strength, and use your resentful regret to adorn the splendor of my crown!

As thoughts raced through his mind, Bagpipe's grip tightened, and magical energy surged from the starry sky, amplifying the power of the Storm Greatsword.

"Clang!!"

A sound like the clanging of metal resounded like a grand bell. Bai Mo raised one hand and firmly gripped the blade of the Storm Greatsword, producing a sharp sound.

There was none of the bloodshed, severed hands, screams, or wails that everyone had expected. Upon closer inspection, one could see that his hand was shimmering with silver starlight, his entire palm seemingly transformed into stars, a hand forged from the stars, dazzling and beautiful.

With his long, slender hand gripping the Storm Greatsword, and with the support of spatial power, the mighty wind did not shake Bai Mo's figure in the slightest, nor did the powerful tearing force break through the starlight on his palm.

"Damn, he tricked me again. When did my spatial abilities become this strong?" Mo Fan exclaimed.

"This must be the legendary 100% bare-handed catching of a blade."

"No, Bai Mo only used one hand; it's 150% certain he caught the blade bare-handed." (End of Chapter)