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

Chapter 534 No need

The Fusion Method is officially recognized by the Kyushu Magic Association, the Kyushu Military Mage Headquarters, the Tribunal, and Xinghuo.com and the Palace Museum. It is a good method to promote the progress of magic, improve the overall quality of Kyushu mages, and maintain stability and security.

It is absolutely not an evil practice, it is absolutely harmless, and it will absolutely not have any adverse effects.

In order to dispel the concerns of many Dharma Masters in Kyushu about the Fusion Dharma, to demonstrate the power of the Fusion Dharma, and to enhance the enthusiasm of Dharma Masters in various regions for learning the Fusion Dharma.

Xinghuo.com, in conjunction with numerous official organizations, will hold a magic show at the Baisha New Land Naval Battle City in Shanghai.

Select mages from four realms—Super-Rank Perfection, Super-Rank, High-Rank, and Mid-Rank—to set up the challenge arena.

Based on the law, we welcome any Dharma Master who has misunderstandings, doubts, or dissatisfaction with the integration method to come and challenge us!

The following are the rules of the ring.

—Bai Mo

The above is an article that Bai Mo posted on social media, which has already spread throughout Kyushu.

Below is a large list of comments:

I am Ying Shihuang: The people of the ancient capital send their congratulations and look forward to your visit!

Rainy Night Without a Knife: A congratulatory message from Leizhou, already on the plane.

Daiyu asked Xun: Since everyone has sent their congratulations, Jinling shouldn't be left out. I suppose among the observers, I'm the only one missing.

I am a husky: The person upstairs obviously got it wrong.

Aside from a large group of Bai Mo supporters who were overjoyed and eager to see the magic arena, and another large group of people who were similar in nature and just wanted to watch the excitement.

These are comments from various forces that have explicitly expressed their opposition to the integration of Buddhist teachings.

The Liu family from Southern Fujian: We will come to learn from them then.

Chengdu Li Family: Add One

Yang Family of Hedong: Add One

Below are the statements from various families, basically from all over the country.

After the aristocratic families expressed their stance, it was the turn of some university professors to express their opinions.

However, these are all scattered and don't attract much attention.

After all, universities are not that united, and there is competition between professors.

Not every professor opposes the integration approach.

Bai Mo's article is primarily aimed at these opponents.

Don't be fooled by what I say, it all boils down to one word: fight!

Whoever wins, we'll listen to them.

It's that simple.

Those who opposed it were also very direct and clear: if we're going to fight, let's fight.

A large group of people immediately announced that they had decided to challenge a certain stage of the arena.

However, some observant netizens noticed a phenomenon, found it interesting, and posted it directly.

I'm a joker: How come all you aristocratic families, and those so-called university professors, know how to challenge those super-level, high-level, and mid-level arenas?

The arena is packed! This is a top-tier arena!

If I were you, I'd choose the super full option. [winking emoji]

He then tagged a whole string of prominent families.

Xiao Ai Loves Watching Movies: The person upstairs is right. I'd like to add something. Have you noticed that all those making statements are from powerful families or similar forces? Not a single aristocratic clan is mentioned.

Incidentally, he also thoughtfully tagged the Mu family and their ancestors.

Those aristocratic families who were tagged immediately pretended to be dead. It's not that they didn't want to, it's that they were too afraid.

Bai Mo personally set up the arena, so it's obvious he has to participate.

They were generous; what's wrong with giving Bai Mo one of the four arenas?

This is called social etiquette!

After all, he is a presiding judge who oversees the entire Xinghuo.com.

We can't afford to offend them to death.

As for the Mu family, they were still recovering from the incident of Mu Ningxue coming to their door.

As for the Zu family, they dared not provoke this jinx again.

Especially now that Zhan Kong and Qin Yu'er have reunited, his perfected Dao Heart has been valued by the family again.

The Zu family's current attitude is quite ambiguous.

However, the onlookers didn't care about any of that and were fanning the flames, encouraging the opposition to challenge Bai Mo.

Soon, a verified ID responded to this wave of incitement.

Zhao Jing: Since no one dares to step up, then I will. I will defeat Bai Mo and prove that fusion magic completely violates the rules of magic and is not worth learning or promoting!

Instantly, another huge uproar erupted online.

Many people were asking who Zhao Jing was, and when they learned that he was the most promising Super Fully-Mastered member of the Zhao family to become a Forbidden Curse, there was another wave of surprise.

Inside a villa in Shanghai, dozens of well-dressed men in their thirties sat together.

In the very center, Zhao Jing, with a roguish look on his face and a somewhat eccentric smile, put down his phone.

He glanced at the representatives of the dozen or so factions and said calmly:

"Alright, I've already declared my intention to challenge the highest arena. As agreed, you need to give me the item."

"Of course, but only half. To get the rest, you'll need to defeat Bai Mo."

One of the dozen or so representatives said.

"Sure, but since I won, I want double," Zhao Jing said calmly.

Upon hearing this, a burly man with a face full of scars immediately stepped forward and said:

"Zhao Jing, don't push your luck! This isn't just our problem, it's also a matter for your Zhao family!"

"What does the Zhao family's business have to do with me? They're not giving me any money anyway," Zhao Jing said indifferently.

Before the burly man could say anything more, a capable-looking woman stopped him and looked at Zhao Jing, saying:

"Since you want it, we can agree."

In any case, these are all empty promises; Zhao Jing can only get a piece of the pie if he fulfills his promise.

But in reality, most people present didn't expect him to win the challenge alone.

Stepping out of the villa, the dozens of representatives exchanged glances. The woman said:

"Zhao Jing is arrogant and not to be trusted, but he should be able to wear down Bai Mo. Have you made contact with those people yet?"

In Kyushu, the official forces and most magical families are aware of a list.

A list of candidates for forbidden spells; those on the list are all qualified to become forbidden spell users.

This is a country’s talent pool list.

If Kyushu needs more forbidden spells and possesses more Earth Cores, the Earth Cores will be granted according to the order of the list.

It can be said that the list includes the most outstanding group of people under the forbidden spells of the Nine Provinces, whose age is exactly the highest in terms of cultivation.

Bai Mo is ranked first, followed by Zhao Jing.

Everyone understood that Zhao Jing agreed because he wanted to remove Bai Mo from the list.

However, in reality, many people do not believe that he will obtain the Core of the Earth.

Because this person has bad character.

However, their character is irrelevant to what they are doing; what these people are doing now is casting a wide net on the people on the list.

Let them challenge Bai Mo.

"We haven't made much contact," said a slicked-back-haired man next to the woman; he was in charge of this area.

"Most of the people on the list know Bai Mo or are acquainted with him. Or they're from families like the Mu family or the Zu family, with whom they have a grudge, and they're not very willing to go."

Upon hearing this, the capable woman frowned, secretly shocked by how much influence Bai Mo had gained without her realizing it.

In her mind, Bai Mo was nothing more than a tool cultivated by Grand Speaker Shao Zheng.

At most, he has a great reputation among the people because of some things and his face.

But when did his military threat become so powerful?

If someone were to ask Bai Mo about this, even Bai Mo himself might not know the answer.

However, if someone asks the Mu family or the Zu family, they will definitely tell you kindly.

"You can't fathom the might of the Chief Judge. If anything happens, he won't even need his three supreme monarchs to lift a finger; he can destroy you with just one finger."

After all, the sealing off of the secret realm and the subsequent ambush was a scandal, and they dared not say it aloud, so they could only be more subtle about it.

However, the capable woman was unaware of these things, and she believed that if there was one Zhao Jing, there would be a second.

So he asked, "Really, not a single one?!"

"There's one person, Wei Guang, who's right after Zhao Jing, who agreed," said the man with the slicked-back hair.

"Wei Guang? That'll do too."

The capable woman nodded slightly and sighed. "If we can't win in the highest-level arena, so be it. We can't lose in the other three arenas. Go and invite the strongest fighters of their respective levels!"

"Sister Yang, do you have any goals?"

The man with the slicked-back hair asked, "This job isn't good, and I don't want to take responsibility, so I'd rather ask the woman directly about the choice."

"I heard that Pang Lai's disciple Jiang Yu has already surpassed the previous level. He specializes in summoning, so he should be quite powerful, right?" the capable woman said.

The man with the slicked-back hair stiffened, moved his lips, and finally said, "Sister Yang, Jiang Yu was a member of the team in the last National Games, and Bai Mo was his captain..."

The capable woman frowned, raised her hand, and said:

"That...that guy, the one who's known as the country's number one young assassin, what's his name, Fish? Is he alright?!"

"Uh, him too."

"Fine! You decide for yourself, just remember, it has to be the strongest!"

The woman's face fell, as if a shadow had fallen over her.

A sense of déjà vu, as if Sun Wukong were competing with the Buddha in terms of magical power, absurd yet undeniably arose in my mind.

They are like Sun Wukong.

The capable woman had already given up hope for this operation.

Even from just a glimpse, one can already grasp the influence of Bai Mo, that opponent.

It seems that no matter how much they struggle, they are always shrouded in an invisible mountain range from which they cannot escape.

The capable woman's subdued aura instantly enveloped the entire team.

Those present simply have different perspectives, not a lack of intelligence. What Sister Yang can sense, they can also sense.

In the blink of an eye, the entire team became somewhat demoralized.

Seeing this, the capable woman immediately encouraged them, saying, "Actually, there's no need to be discouraged. We only need to win two of the four arenas to have enough leverage to continue opposing the fusion method."

"Not necessarily for those above the highest level, but for those at the high and mid levels, the key to victory or defeat in a mage battle sometimes lies not in the mage's own strength, but in the magical artifacts and tools they possess."

"There are no restrictions on using magical artifacts or tools throughout the tournament, so we have a good chance of winning both matches."

The group was greatly encouraged and tried various methods to gather intelligence and persuade the mage.

It's like a group of warriors united in their determination to defeat an evil dragon.

And Bai Mo became that great demon king!

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The entire Baisha New Land, formed by reclaiming land from the sea, stretches for tens of kilometers, while the Shanghai Naval Battle City is also built along the coastline in a flattened manner.

While the representatives of the aristocratic families were busy finalizing the challengers, the live broadcast arena on the Sea Battle City was already being set up.

At the same time, Shao Zheng officially took the stage, stating that he would host the arena battle.

The four arenas are located in the urban area near the mouth of the Yangtze River.

The entire urban area, spanning just over ten kilometers along the river and facing the sea, was a battlefield.

The foam buildings that were originally built on the outskirts of Naval Battle City to be destroyed by the sea monsters have now all become viewing areas.

There were also helicopters in the air, with flying mages recording the situation in real time and broadcasting it to a wide audience.

What was originally a deserted city during a naval battle now looks like a bustling metropolis overflowing with activity.

The rich, human-scented fragrance wafted for over ten miles across the sea, yet not a single sea monster dared to approach.

It wasn't just the aura of those powerful human mages; in the waters near the Yangtze River estuary, Baxia even revealed its true form.

In the air, Jingwei also hovered nearby, its powerful aura capable of frightening some weak sea monsters to death.

With such secure protection, the nearly 100,000 spectators from the outer city were filled with excitement and wholeheartedly enjoyed the upcoming match.

"Start! Start! Start!"

The roar of the waves echoed from all directions to the tallest building in the center, creating a 360-degree surround sound that excited everyone in the inner circle who wanted to take on the challenge.

If you win on this uniquely advantageous platform, you'll become famous overnight.

Shao Zheng stepped into the sky, his face visible throughout the entire outer city area through a special chaotic projection in the heavens.

His mere appearance silenced the entire city's audience.

Shao Zheng looked around and said:

"This Propagation and Integration Dharma Gate Tournament will last for four days, with intermediate, advanced, super-advanced, and super-advanced perfected stage competitions.

The defending champions are Wei Ziqing, a student from Mingzhu Academy; Mu Zilin, a teacher from Baihua Academy; Mo Fan from Fanxue Mountain; and Bai Mo, one of the authors of the Fusion Method.

The projections of the four people appeared in the eyes of many people through a screen floating in the air or a screen temporarily installed on some buildings.

Wei Ziqing is an ordinary-looking girl from an ordinary family. She was selected by Dean Xiao from the main campus this year.

Those who meet Bai Mo's criteria are: clean background, not from a noble family, and do not possess any special magical talent.

That's how they achieved it step by step through their own abilities.

Mu Zilin was an old friend; Bai Mo still remembered his battle with him at Baihua Academy.

This summoning talent can be said to have surpassed Jiang Yu's.

If Jiang Yu didn't have innate good fortune and directly picked up the Night Rakshasa...

When Dean Xiao was selecting people, this pretty girl was doing an exchange program at Mingzhu Academy.

Xiao, who originally wanted to select a graduate student from Mingzhu, suddenly took a liking to this teacher from another school.

High-level perfection, some talent, not from a prestigious family, and with a suitable social status.

Because among the voices opposing the integration of teaching methods, there are also those within the university itself.

Therefore, Dean Xiao felt that this person was just right and could represent the academy's attitude of supporting the integration approach.

At the same time, since they are not from Mingzhu Academy, they can avoid suspicion.

After introducing the defending champion, Shao Zheng continued, "Now I announce the start of this tournament. Champion Wei Ziqing, please come to the stage. Challengers, please prepare!"

Wei Ziqing was also a wind mage. As soon as Shao Zheng finished speaking, her body, which was next to Bai Mo and the others, began to move.

Drifting hundreds of meters along the wind's path, it landed on the top of the central high-rise from a side platform.

His unremarkable face scanned his surroundings, and he said neither humbly nor arrogantly:

"Wei Ziqing, please enlighten me!"

The next moment, someone immediately challenged him; it was a middle-aged man with a weathered look on his face.

"Hunter Zhang San!"

Zhang San was dressed entirely in low-level magical artifacts, including armor, bracers, boots, and a cloak.

He even had an ice-blue broadsword in his hand, making him look like a general about to go into battle.

All the spectators were in an uproar.

"How can we fight like this? They're armed to the teeth."

"I checked, and Wei Ziqing is only ranked 100th in the Thunder Academy at Mingzhu University, a goalkeeper level player. There's no way he could beat him!"

"Yeah, he's only wearing so many clothes, who knows if he has any magical artifacts."

From the side stands, Mo Fan clicked his tongue and pointed at Zhang San, who was fully armed:

"Bai Mo, do you still think you can win?"

Bai Mo remained calm, not even raising his eyelids, and said indifferently:

"Once upon a time, there was a man who, as a beginner, challenged the head of a powerful local family and made a three-year agreement to challenge the family's fully armed retainers upon graduation. Guess whether he won in the end?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan raised an eyebrow. "Is that even a question? Of course he won. He's a genius, born with dual elements!"

"Wei Ziqing is also a genius, especially in fusion magic."

Zhao Manyan interjected with great interest:

"Then this moment is the same as that moment."

While the three were talking, the match on the stage had already begun.

Fully armed, Zhang San took the initiative and, with the aid of his magical artifacts and his own earth magic, arrived at Wei Ziqing's side in the blink of an eye.

"Ice Soul Slash!"

With a sudden slash, the ice-blue longsword in his hand unleashed a fierce, frost-like aura swirling around its blade.

Without a shield or magic item, it would be difficult for an ordinary mage to block this slash.

A clear arc of electricity appeared on Wei Ziqing's finger, followed by a gust of wind.

In an instant, the two merged, and she lightly tapped her foot, creating a trail of electric shocks that caused her to retreat dozens of meters faster than before.

Zhang San grinned maliciously and was about to chase after the enemy with his knife, but his body just touched the trail of wind that the enemy had dodged.

The arcing lightning bolts that filled the track swarmed toward him like sharks smelling blood.

Crackling electric currents struck Zhang San. His earth-elemental armor blocked most of the damage, but it was still torn and cracked.

The lightning, carrying the force of a violent storm, forced Zhang San to a complete stop, preventing him from advancing.

This scene left many spectators wide-eyed. Words may lie, but battles don't lie.

Even the lowest-grade armored magical artifacts are still used by mid-level mages in combat.

Theoretically, it could withstand not only one low-level spell, but ten.

But it was injured by a wind turbine swirling with electric current.

Moreover, in the traditional sense, Wind Track is not considered an offensive spell.

Then, their eyes widened even more, because Wei Ziqing began to fight back.

A cyan wind-elemental star map can be seen appearing behind him, flowing and dazzling, condensing into a rich cyan light that appears on his fingers.

Immediately afterwards, a purple lightning pattern appeared, and the dazzling, powerful lightning merged into the cyan color in the next second.

A mixture of blue and purple hues erupted from Wei Ziqing in an instant, unleashing a powerful aura.

She looked at Zhang San and said calmly, "Let's stop here."

"Yaksha Storm!"

As Wei Ziqing pointed to the sky, rolling thunderclouds instantly condensed, and a bluish-purple light rushed into the clouds. In an instant, a dazzling pillar of lightning struck down.

Zhang San remained calm. He knew that lightning magic was difficult to dodge, especially since he had just taken a hit and hadn't yet regained his balance.

A thick shield of light appeared above his head, followed by a layer of yellowish-brown rock rising up around him and covering his head.

Almost as soon as the rock face reached above his head, the pillar of lightning from the thunderclouds suddenly fell.

The lightning bolt split into five branches in the air, resembling the claws of a demon clawing downwards.

Rumble! ...

The lightning struck the golden shield, shattering it instantly. It then struck the orange-yellow rock wall, tearing the rock wall apart as well.

In the end, only a tiny arc of electricity broke through the defense and landed on Zhang San's armor.

"Hahaha, is that all? Even if you exhaust all your mana, you still can't defeat me!"

Zhang San laughed out loud and stepped out of the area enclosed by the rock wall, but he felt a tremor in his body, as if several claws were pulling at him.

Looking up, he saw that in the four directions of east, west, south, and north, where the four yakshas had struck the lightning, hurricanes suddenly rose up.

Those were not ordinary wind turbines, but thunder tornadoes crackling with intense purple electricity!

A tornado with a radius of twenty meters suddenly shot up, like a thunderous dragon roaring towards the sky, baring its fangs and claws as it approached him.

At that moment, Zhang San finally understood why those people valued it so much.

Those people must know the power of the Fusion Method!

When wind and thunder combine, wind is not inherently very destructive, and thunder is not inherently capable of covering a very large area.

However, the combination of wind and thunder, after wind and thunder merge, allows the strengths of both to compensate for the weaknesses of the other.

What was originally intended to kill five Yaksha Thunderbolts has now merged with the Wind Disc Heavenly Net, becoming five Yaksha Thunderstorms covering a wide area!

The four enormous thunderstorms resembled the five fingers of a Yaksha slowly closing together, completely crushing their prey.

The collision of thunder and storms caused even greater destruction.

Click!

With a sharp crack, Zhang San's armor was torn apart, and then the rock barrier he had rebuilt was destroyed.

He was swept up in a thunderous storm and thrown high into the air, where he was caught by the referee.

In an instant, the entire arena fell silent; this fusion magic was simply too expressive!

Many mages who possess both wind and lightning magic were excited.

"No wonder she doesn't use the Breakthrough Dance; it seems she doesn't need it," Mo Fan said.

"Next!" Wei Ziqing said on stage, showing no signs of fatigue.

After playing three more matches, Wei Ziqing took a break, citing insufficient magical energy.

Meanwhile, the discussions below and the trend of public opinion online were quietly and slowly shifting at this time.

The opposition refutes the integration approach in roughly three points—

First, this method deviates from the mage system and is therefore unacceptable.

Secondly, this method isn't very powerful, and the learning period is long. Instead of wasting energy learning it, it's better to equip yourself with an elemental seed or a magical artifact.

Third, this method has side effects and is not yet mature. It was revealed to make people guinea pigs, and the person who revealed it had malicious intentions.

There were some smaller ones, but most of them were the same conspiracy theories as point three, plus some subtle mudslinging.

Bai Mo couldn't refute the first point, but the Kyushu Magic Association acknowledged it, which disproved the argument.

Now, the vast majority of spectators, those who were still hesitant about whether to learn or not, have all become hesitant.

It seems this isn't a question of whether it's strong or not!

It's very intuitive that you'll become stronger after learning it!

What element can compare to this?

The Wei Ziqing mentioned above is also an elemental species.

But they've already defeated the whales with their skill.

This appeal has driven many non-paying players to ecstasy.

"No, where are the documents Judge Bai issued? I need to go study them!"

"Brother, don't worry. There are experts online who have analyzed it. The effects of the fusion method are indeed greater than expected, but we don't know if there are any side effects. You know, the more powerful you want to be, the more you have to give up."

I think there's nothing wrong with it.

"I think that makes sense. What if something happens? Let's wait and see."

"You see, I'm a bit slow, but the slow bird has already flown."

"Be careful not to get fooled. It would be ridiculous if it turned out to be neither a monk nor a monk at all."

With so many people talking, the whispers inevitably reached the ears of Bai Mo and the others in the nearby seats.

"Bai Mo, why are you doing something so thankless? Even if you give them the things, they might not be grateful," Zhao Manyan said, pursing his lips.

"If it were me, I would sell it at a high price, and I would also divide it into four different versions: VIP, VVIP, VVVIP, and Supreme Super VIP, with different price points."

"Money is just a number to me; I don't actually like money."

Bai Mo, without changing his expression, quoted Master Ma's words, successfully stunning Jin Mao, Mo Fan, and Mu Zilin.

Mu Zilin said quietly, "It's been years, why are you pretending like this?"

"He gave me a chance."

Bai Mo glanced at the arena. "There are no more challenges in the intermediate group. Get ready."

An hour has passed since Wei Ziqing recovered his magical energy and defeated the previous challenger, and no one has challenged him again.

Shao Zheng immediately took flight again and said, "In order not to waste everyone's time, the intermediate-level arena will remain open for another ten minutes. If no one else wishes to fight, the advanced-level arena will begin."

Ten minutes later, Mu Zilin entered the game.

"Baihua Academy, Mu Zilin."

The next moment, an even more senior high-ranking official stepped forward. He was efficient and exuded an aura of authority. However, his face was filled with deep helplessness.

He clasped his hands in a fist and said:

"Excuse me, my name is Nie Lengshan."

Mu Zilin's pupils narrowed, and all the spectators who heard this name began to discuss among themselves.

Even those who didn't know before now know how powerful this person is.

The number one expert at the high level, Nie Lengshan!

"This girl is majoring in music! She's doomed."

"Yes, with such a big age difference, she probably wouldn't be able to cast a single spell in front of Nie Lengshan."

Among the many seats reserved for aristocratic families, the representatives of those families all wore smiles on their faces.

"Who called Nie Lengshan over? Good, good!"

"With him here, we won this game outright."

In an instant, the gloom of the defeat in the intermediate arena dissipated.

"With this victory, we can publish an article saying that the fusion method is useless at high levels and is not suitable for high-level mages."

Ultimately, everyone cares about the result, not the process.

"Yes, we must make Bai Mo take back the method. Then we can discuss buying it."

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As soon as the duel began, Mu Zilin immediately started drawing star trails.

Even with a single thought, Nie Lengshan was still faster than her.

Just as the silvery moonlight began to bloom in his lake-like eyes, a startled sound shattered the star trails.

Immediately afterwards, a series of horrifying sounds, like waves crashing against her, surged forth.

Nie Lengshan unleashed dozens of sonic disturbances in succession, completely disarming the opponent. Then, his arm suddenly burst into flames, and with a forceful swing, the flames on his arm splashed across the sky like ink.

The fiery ink dyed the white clouds red, and flowers bloomed on the fiery red sky and land. Countless fiery red petals fell down, bringing with them flames that blotted out the sky and scorching heat!

Golden armor appeared on Mu Zilin's body, allowing her to withstand the baptism of the Thousand Petal Rain.

Immediately afterwards, a radiant, crystalline light of spiritual protection appeared on the bracelet on her wrist, enveloping her entire body.

The disturbance caused by the terrifying sounds was suddenly calmed down, and Nie Lengshan continued to emit terrifying sounds, but they were all blocked.

"Go down. Your mind-protecting magic tool won't hold out for long," Nie Lengshan said.

"You underestimate me. You should have used the Soul-Teasing Melody first."

Mu Zilin's calm voice came through, startling Nie Lengshan.

The fiery red curtain was suddenly pierced by the cool moonlight and constellations, and then, in the moonlight, a crystal-clear and pure throne appeared.

A brilliant light emanated, and under everyone's gaze, the crystal-clear throne merged with the moonlight, summoning a massive, both mesmerizing and tranquil, gate of summoning.

"The Sacred Kingdom - Celestial White Steed!"

As her chanting ended, from within the enormous summoning portal, one could see white horses with pure white wings sprouting from their backs and their bodies enveloped in crystalline light galloping out.

The swirling air currents created by the dozens of white horses instantly dispersed the flames in the air.

Looking into the eyes of those white horses, everyone seemed to forget their troubles, and a sense of peace and tranquility arose spontaneously.

But on the battlefield, forgetting your troubles means losing your vigilance, and remaining calm means there is no crisis.

When Nie Lengshan realized this, he subconsciously avoided those bright, moist eyes.

Without holding back any longer, the Chaotic Soul Melody was played out directly, and the crystalline radiance emanating from the dozens of celestial white horses suddenly formed a celestial barrier.

None of those soul-attacking melodies could penetrate this celestial barrier.

"A creature from the Holy Plane! A creature from the Holy Plane!!"

A teacher specializing in summoning looked excitedly at the Heavenly Spirit White Horse.

"A summoning system that incorporates mind magic can actually summon creatures from the Holy Plane! Unbelievable!!"

"I want to learn the fusion method!!!"

Similar calls arose one after another, constantly resounding.

At this moment, Nie Lengshan was already caught in the attack of the Heavenly Spirit White Horse herd.

Although the white horses appeared harmless, each one was a minor leader. Together, Nie Lengshan lost his most powerful sonic support, completely losing his chance of victory.

And none of the subsequent challengers could compare to Nie Lengshan.

Mu Zilin also proved the superiority of the summoning system by fusing other magics through several beast tides.

Not every summoning mage is as abnormal as Bai Mo, capable of precise grabbing.

However, the fusion of summoning systems can achieve this much more accurately.

The creatures summoned after fusion are even stronger.

The higher-level arenas end much faster.

Nie Lengshan is highly regarded among high-level mages; his defeat has discouraged many others.

At this point, Bai Mo had essentially already won.

The intermediate and advanced ranks represent the elite force in the entire magical society.

Two matches were enough for them to recognize the superiority of the fusion method and thus accept it.

Logically, such theories and methods should be gradually introduced into society as a whole.

But from the moment it was released, it meant it was impossible.

There will be opposition, but now he can suppress the dissenting voices within the country.

But then there's the Asian Magic Association, which he can't suppress.

In the eyes of most people, the Intercontinental Magic Association is an authority.

Bai Mo simply allowed most mages to personally experience the fusion method before the authorities made their official statements.

In this way, even if an authoritative voice is made, not many people will blindly follow it.

Therefore, even though the opposition represented by the aristocratic families had basically given up the will to continue.

But the fight continued, and these people were far more vulnerable than he had imagined.

A day had just passed, and the two games were already over.

It didn't even take four days, and the audience was still in high spirits, so we decided to finish it in one day.

When Mo Fan went on stage, his opponent was not a well-known figure.

This is a guy whose cultivation path unexpectedly overlaps with Zhao Manyan's.

Both are light, water, and soil, but on the fourth line, this person chose plants.

"What a qualified product presenter!"

Bai Mo looked at the man being brutally beaten by Mo Fan using fusion magic in various ways and sighed.

His exceptional defense allowed him to put up a fight even when Mo Fan wasn't using his full strength.

The struggle is simply being overwhelmed by a fusion of even more diverse magical techniques.

Fire, Earth, and Rock; Fire and Thunder Explosion; Fire and Air Bomb; Fire and Dark Erosion

The mere fusion of fire and other elements was enough to dazzle many people.

If the previous victories made the intermediate level more convinced, the beginner level more eager, and the advanced level more excited.

That super-level display was a grand blueprint, presented to everyone.

Just like Monkey Sun has not yet learned the art from his master, he has already seen himself stepping on auspicious clouds, wearing chain mail, flying cloak, holding a long stick in the sky, and being extremely domineering.

Anyone would be excited about this!

Which monk could resist this temptation?

Almost all the mages who watched the match—no, not almost, but all of them.

They've all gone crazy!

I had only one thought in my mind: Coach, I want to learn the Fusion Method.

Many high-ranking mages noticed the commotion and looked at Bai Mo.

He thought to himself, "This isn't a coach, this is a godfather!"

With the moon high in the sky, Mo Fan, having just finished a series of impressive matches against his challengers, had yet to face a new opponent.

The final arena battle begins.

Bai Mo ascended the high building, looking directly in the direction of the aristocratic family representatives. Without waiting for a referee's pronouncement, he slowly said:

"Let's begin. Who wants to go first, or can we all go together?"

Both of them are renowned monks, both domestically and internationally. They didn't hold back when they decided to challenge each other, and announced it in a very open and generous manner.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jing and Wei Guang's expressions darkened.

"You said that!"

"I'm here to challenge, not to fight!"

Zhao Jing and Wei Guang spoke almost simultaneously, but their words, spoken one after the other, vividly revealed their personalities.

Bai Mo glanced at Wei Guang and, based on the original plot, judged him to be a person with great sense of propriety but not very clever.

However, he deserves respect. As for Zhao Jing, let's just forget about him.

"You guys decide among yourselves who should go first."

"I!"

Zhao Jing glanced at Wei Guang with disdain, went up to the top of the building, and without saying a word, blinding lightning erupted from his body.

The bright white lightning expanded in a spherical shape for half a kilometer, as if the night had opened its furious eyes.

Even within the city limits of Shanghai, within the Naval Battle City, those dazzling lightning eyes could be clearly seen!

The thunderous roar, like Thor's chariot rolling across the sky, was awe-inspiring. A half-kilometer radius around Zhao Jing suddenly exploded with lightning and magma, forming more than a hundred clearly visible, fierce thunder dragons in the night sky, which swooped down towards Bai Mo.

The thunder dragon flew through the air, its swaying body colliding with the surrounding buildings, which were tens of meters thick, instantly destroying a continuous cluster of buildings.

The terrifying destructive power swept through everything in its path like a plowshare, crushing everything in its path!

Its domineering aura seemed capable of burying the entire city, causing many viewers to tense up.

Under the projection, everyone saw Bai Mo's movements.

As it raised its head, azure and white-gold starlight illuminated behind it, making the two star fields appear as if they were two small worlds merging.

In an instant, a yellow mudstone layer formed within a hundred meters of Bai Mo.

The yellow mudstone layer floats in the air like a continuous mountain range, yet it is constantly flowing and surging.

It was more like the pulse of the earth, which Bai Mo had captured out of thin air and used to create the strongest defense.

All the surrounding areas, which were encased in layers of rock and mud, were as solid as Mount Tai. When those fierce thunder dragons and missiles blasted down, they couldn't even splash out a single speck of mud.

All of the hundred-plus thunder dragons were blocked. Before Zhao Jing could use his next spell, Bai Mo raised his palm, preparing to strike back.

Immediately afterwards, the mudstone that had been surrounding the half-kilometer area suddenly rolled up, carrying away the ruins of half the city, forming a ruined rock formation resembling a doomsday demon.

The hand of the apocalyptic ruins slowly reached forward, obscuring the moonlight and plunging half the city into darkness.

Under such a giant hand covering him, Zhao Jing, along with half the city's audience shrouded in shadow, seemed to have become ants!

Even though they knew there was no danger, terrified screams still rang out, and the magical light still shone brightly.

Under this terrifying pressure, everyone instinctively sought refuge in their own way.

Zhao Jing's expression changed drastically. He flew to the ground and planted a tree seed with an eerie glow.

The seed, imbued with an eerie, demonic light, immediately took root and sprouted, growing into a towering tree. Each branch of the tree bore a demonic star, resembling an evil eye in the starry sky.

These demonic stars shook and crashed into the ruins of the sky, the hands of the demon god.

But all that could be seen was that the demon god's hand merely stirred up layers of muddy ripples, and those demonic stars sank into them, like mud oxen entering the sea.

As the Demon God of Ruins descended, the giant tree of the Demon Star was instantly annihilated inch by inch.

Zhao Jing, being under the control of this demon god, could only use every means to protect himself.

Rumble rumble rumble!!!

A cloud of smoke billowed out, and suddenly a massive earthen mound, hundreds of meters high and half a kilometer long, appeared in the area where the palm had landed.

Zhao Jing coughed as he crawled out of the earthen slope, his face covered in dust and his clothes in tatters.

Bai Mo's figure flashed and appeared a hundred meters away from him.

"Should we admit defeat?"

"impossible!!"

As Zhao Jing gritted his teeth and spoke, a vast and boundless surge of lightning energy suddenly erupted from his body, and electric light flowed from his facial features.

With a deafening roar, the entire ruined mountain collapsed in an instant. Zhao Jing thrust out his hands, and sixteen phantom images of thunderous birds suddenly appeared around him, swirling once before transforming into a primordial thunder god sparrow that shot into the air.

As the Thor Sparrow swept across, the earth was torn apart, cracks appeared, and the concrete ground turned into sand.

But then Bai Mo reached out and touched the arrogant and powerful Thunder God Sparrow, which possessed the power to destroy everything.

The docile pet bird landed in his palm.

"Actually, fighting you guys is quite tiring, because Ying doesn't need to use fusion magic at all."

(End of this chapter)