Full-Time Magister: Summoning Agumon at the Start

Chapter 330 Victory

Standing on the Dragon Tooth Stone, Lin Chen looked down and vaguely saw someone in the center of the whirlpool.

To cast spells and cause chaos.

Lin Chen decisively released a fireball toward the center of the vortex, but under the influence of the vortex's turbulent currents, even with the blessing of the Soul Seed, the flame was extinguished halfway through.

"This guy must have mastered a decent spirit seed, which, with the right environment, is very effective against fire-type attacks."

Lin Chen reminded him.

"It's okay, watch me!" Nan Jue shouted.

"Kill Music - Explode!"

A powerful sound wave pierced through the water, the demonic sound carrying a tremor of space. When it collided with the turbulent vortex, the entire water vortex appeared to twist strangely!

Immediately afterwards, the powerful vortex of water was dispersed, and the water mage hiding underwater was so shocked that he was dizzy and his ears rang.

"You guys get ashore first!" Mo Fan shouted.

Upon hearing this, Lin Chen and the others disregarded what Mo Fan intended to do and leaped directly towards the nearest Dragon Tooth Stone. Garurumon instantly shrank, treading on the water's surface, and rushed towards the nearby rock barrier.

"Tyrant's Thunderous Strike - Lightning Bolt - Lightning Disaster!"

Mo Fan seized the opportunity, pointed to the sky, and a purplish-black star map quickly appeared behind him. As Mo Fan's finger fell, countless bolts of lightning descended from the sky, instantly spreading upon touching the water in the arena.

"Damn it!" The four members of the Spanish national team couldn't help but curse.

The mage hiding in the water was unable to dodge for a moment and was lashed by countless lightning bolts. Even though he created a magic shield, it was still unable to block the lightning attacks.

"Go save him! Otherwise he'll be out!"

Just as Fran gave instructions to his teammates and was about to make his move, Mo Fan decisively activated the special effect of Tyrant's Desolate Thunder—Tyrant's Sanction.

One magical attack after another, comparable to a mid-level spell's devastating strike, rained down on the diving mage.

This caused the diver's armor and magical artifacts to be tattered and his aura to weaken to the extreme.

"Spain has its first player eliminated!"

As soon as the referee finished speaking, Spain and China displayed two extreme emotions: the Spanish team was furious, while the Chinese team was all smiles.

"Prince Banbo, you've certainly created a formidable opponent for our national team," Spanish coach Conti said slowly.

"This is only the first round. Even if we are at a disadvantage, we will still win with Fran's great strength." Prince Banbo remained very calm.

Inside the arena, Lin Chen glanced at the diving mage who had been taken away by the referee for treatment, and gave Mo Fan a thumbs up: "Well done."

"Garurumon, launch an attack!" Lin Chen commanded Garurumon.

Garurumon stood on the Dragon Tooth Stone, opened its huge mouth, and once again spewed out a stream of eerie blue flames, blasting it towards the opposite side. Then it kept waving its front claws, slashing out sharp blades and disrupting the Spanish team's formation.

"Captain, if this continues, we can't hold on." The Spanish team set up their defense again, but they were already subtly falling into a disadvantageous position.

"I'll deal with that summoner mage. You guys stall for time as much as possible," Fran said.

Fran took a step forward, and with a "whoosh," a pair of sapphire blue wings appeared on his back. With a powerful flap of his wings, Fran soared into the sky, flying to a height of nearly a hundred meters, so that all the spectators had to look up to see his heroic figure.

"This guy is so flashy, just like Zhao Manyan." Mo Fan looked up at Fran in the sky and couldn't help but complain.

"This guy is in the sky, he's not easy for me to deal with, so I'll leave him to you. I'll take care of the remaining three."

Lin Chen spoke up.

"no problem."

Mo Fan stomped heavily on his feet, and his fiery aura exploded, forming countless fiery feathers behind him. Using the propulsion generated by the explosion of the fiery feathers, Mo Fan soared into the air and rushed towards Fran.

"A mere trick!" Fran said dismissively.

Fran's wings flapped, and blue flames appeared on his body as he swooped down to meet Mo Fan head-on.

Mo Fan was not afraid at all. Instead, he continued to make the wings behind him explode, increasing the propulsion as he rushed towards Fran.

The two collided in mid-air. Even though Fran's blue meteor fire was a soul-level fire seed, Mo Fan was also empowered by the Calamity Flame and Rose Flame. Not only did he not fall into a disadvantage, but his momentum became stronger and stronger. In the end, he used his powerful strength to knock Fran away and crash into the large lake area.

"Thousand-Feathered Fire Phoenix!"

Seeing Fran fall into the water, Mo Fan did not miss the opportunity to kick him while he was down. He spread out all the wings on his back and then exploded, transforming into a fire phoenix burning with flames, and charged fiercely at Fran.

Fran was completely stunned. He didn't dare to relax for a second and immediately summoned his shield magic tool.

It blocked his way.

The fire feather exploded, and the shockwave evaporated the lake water. Fran, who was barely able to land on the Dragon Tooth Rock, was swept up by the raging fire and was swayed by the heat wave before crashing back onto the original arena ground.

As soon as Fran stood up from the ground, he heard some terrible news.

"Spain, Fran is out!"

"Why! I don't accept this!" Fran roared at the referee.

"Look behind you." Mo Fan smiled slightly.

Fran turned around and saw a giant gerbil undead appear on the dry ground, its sharp claws aimed at his neck. With just a little force, it could split his head and body in two.

Seeing the scene before him, Fran walked off the field unwillingly.

Meanwhile, the audience outside the stadium was in an uproar. On one hand, they were surprised that the Chinese team had such a master who could suppress Fran, and on the other hand, they were curious about when Lin Chen had summoned this gerbil undead.

"Lin Chen, you're really something! When did you summon it? I didn't notice." Zhao Manyan asked curiously.

"Nan Jue, I put it in the water when I dealt with the underwater undercurrents. Anyway, the water isn't deep, and the undead won't drown," Lin Chen replied.

Without Fran, the Spanish team became even more ineffective in their fight. Under the relentless bombardment of Lin Chen and Mo Fan, the Spanish team did not last long before admitting defeat.

Prince Banbo, who was in the Spanish rest area, completely broke down and overturned the fruit plate in front of him.

Their Spanish national team hadn't even shown half, or even 70%, of their strength before being defeated by the Chinese team.

Just then, the Spanish royal treasurer approached, his face showing some displeasure. "Your Highness, 100 million has just been deducted from our account. Please don't be so reckless in the future. The royal family has decided to temporarily reduce your spending for the next two years."