Full-Time Magister: You're selling soul beasts in Shanghai?

Chapter 100: Taking Down Ding Yumin in One Fall

"Friend, I admit that Said was somewhat rude, but you severely injured him; shouldn't you bear corresponding responsibility?"

Seeing this, Sindhi, the captain of the Egyptian team, came over and added to the discussion.

With just one move, he severely injured and knocked out Said, demonstrating a strength that should not be underestimated.

Moreover, this is ultimately China, and if trouble breaks out here, it will be quite disadvantageous for them.

"You can apologize for your rudeness, but we have to take responsibility for teaching you a lesson. You're really lenient with yourselves but strict with others."

Xu Beichen clicked his tongue in amazement; he truly hadn't expected these Egyptian athletes to be so shameless.

An apology is out of the question. At worst, we'll teach the rest of the group a lesson, which would be a fair exchange.

Hearing this, Sind felt embarrassed. He had originally planned to settle the matter by asking for some medical expenses, but he didn't expect that this person would not even be willing to pay for medical expenses.

"How about this, I'll teach you all a lesson, and then I'll cover all your medical expenses, how about that?" Xu Beichen said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the Egyptian athletes, who had been relatively calm just moments before, all revealed expressions of anger.

This guy is too arrogant, thinking he can handle so many of them.

"That's outrageous! I can take you down by myself," Vice Captain Mios said coldly.

"Is that so?"

A silver light flashed in Xu Beichen's eyes, and then an incomparably powerful spatial force sealed Mios in place.

Using spatial magic, Xu Beichen no longer needs to worry about damaging the surrounding environment.

It's not that I'm worried about compensation, but rather that I want to avoid a series of troubles that might arise from it.

"Damn it, if you're so tough, don't try to sneak up on me, let's fight head-on."

Mios could only move his eyes and mouth; the rest of his body was completely under Xu Beichen's control.

Actually, Mios's physique is top-notch, but Xu Beichen isn't really interested in dark skin. He's not like Zhao Manyan, who accepts all comers.

Seeing that the vice-captain had been subdued in one move, Sinde and the others all showed expressions of disbelief.

Said is one thing, but Mios is a genuine high-level mage, and a dual-elemental high-level mage at that!

He couldn't even withstand a single move. Just how powerful is this person's spatial manipulation?

In their view, these two were about the same age as them, and their cultivation levels couldn't be much higher.

However, it seems that these two people are a level higher than them in terms of cultivation.

"Friend, we were the ones who were rude this time. Please let her go, and we'll leave right away."

After careful consideration, Sind decided it was best not to escalate the situation.

"Heh, too late."

Xu Beichen smirked, and an invisible force sent them flying more than ten meters away. Even Xin De, the team leader, did not dodge.

These Egyptian fighters primarily used necromancy as their attack method, and their own strength was not particularly formidable.

Caught off guard by this terrifying blow, Sind and the other Egyptian athletes suffered considerable injuries, with some even coughing up blood.

"What right do you have to attack us?"

Sind scrambled to his feet, his face devoid of its previous arrogance, instead conveying a sense of humiliation and innocence.

"I'm too lazy to reason with you; you're not worthy to listen," Xu Beichen said indifferently.

You can't reason with this kind of person.

"puff!!"

Upon hearing this, Sind was so angry that he vomited blood, and his whole demeanor became quite listless.

They used to be the ones who could be so arrogant, but now, after being insulted in the same way, the proud Sind was so enraged that his blood splattered directly onto his nearest companion.

The Egyptian athletes who were least injured didn't dare to say anything and obediently led the seriously injured ones away.

"Brother Beichen, this time you went so far, it doesn't seem like your style." Ding Yumin's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

"Heh, you have to use the right methods to deal with the right kind of people."

Xu Beichen smiled faintly, not taking the matter to heart at all.

He dealt with this group not only for personal reasons, but mainly for the safety of the national team players.

These Egyptians were ruthless; in the original story, they almost took the life of a female contestant from the national team.

Mu Ningxue and Mo Fan have not returned to China yet, and when they go to challenge the dojo, no one will be able to stop them.

At that point, we can't very well let him, the captain of the National Government team, personally take to the field, can we?

Therefore, after Xu Beichen beat them all up like this, they would have some concerns, and it's not impossible that they might even leave China overnight.

Distracted by these Egyptians, Xu Beichen lost interest in continuing his shopping trip. Looking at Ding Yumin's stunning face, he suddenly said:

"Yumian, I'll take you to a fun place."

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Feeling Xu Beichen's burning gaze, Ding Yumin's heart pounded like a deer, and her cheeks flushed with a shy blush.

"Hmm~"

The voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, yet it carried a hint of anticipation.

Inside the National Hall of Mingzhu Academy.

"Didn't the Egyptian team already get off the plane? Why haven't they arrived yet?"

"I'm a coach for the national team," said Bai Dongwei, his brow furrowed and a look of confusion on his face.

Egypt's team, relying on their undead magic, consistently ranks above the top 16 every year, making them a force to be reckoned with.

When a powerful nation attacks, all staff members of the National Pavilion are naturally on high alert and have gathered all their fighting strength.

Half a day has passed, and the Egyptian team still hasn't sent anyone to challenge them, which is really strange.

"Could they be lost?" Li Kaifeng wondered.

"It's not impossible. Sigh, right now, Xu Zhaoting is the only high-level mage in the national team. There's a high probability that they can't beat the Egyptian team," Bai Dongwei sighed.

Bai Dongwei knew very well that a strong team like the Egyptian team had at least three or five high-level mages, and it would be difficult for them to win whether they chose to duel one-on-one or in a team battle.

Even so, their national team cannot simply admit defeat, otherwise it would be too embarrassing. They must at least show the spirit they deserve.

Just then, a female student wearing glasses rushed over and said to Bai Dongwei, "Teacher Bai, the Egyptian team has already left by plane."

"You left?"

Bai Dongwei was dumbfounded. Had they forgotten that he was supposed to receive the National Hall Medal?

"I heard he was too flashy and got punished by a mage, so he just ran away," the female student said.

"Great! That's wonderful!" Bai Dongwei's eyes lit up instantly. This was absolutely brilliant!

"Teacher!" The female student rolled her eyes when she saw Bai Dongwei's expression.

In a hotel.

"Brother Beichen, isn't this too big?"

Ding Yumin gently clenched her small hand, a hint of hesitation appearing in her beautiful eyes.

Looking at Ding Yumin, who had a gentle and quiet demeanor, Xu Beichen smoothed his hair and said, "Why don't you try and see?"

(End of this chapter)