Full-Time Mage: Starting with Gengar, selected for the National Tournament

Chapter 172 still requires classical mechanics!

"Bang!!!"

The large character exploded completely in flames.

Like a volcanic eruption, terrifyingly hot streams of fire rained down!

The American team's formation instantly fell apart, and they all fled in terror, calling out their armored magical artifacts for self-defense.

And this time.

A sharp glint flashed in Zeraora's vengeful eyes.

The figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Boom—

A thunderous roar resounded.

Lightning Fist!

In the blink of an eye.

Zeraora appeared before the lone Felix.

A burst of lightning erupted, and a violent punch, crackling with golden electricity, slammed into his face.

boom!

Fromm's eyes were about to pop out, and his whole body was paralyzed and unable to move.

With a loud bang.

The armor finally gave way and shattered, sending him flying backward and blasted out of the arena.

Oluna's expression changed slightly as she sat in the audience.

They quickly called over a healing-type monk.

Because it was his own younger brother who made those threatening remarks and provocations.

Now that they've been brutally beaten, it's no wonder the other party was so ruthless.

……

"Brother Chu, that was too violent!!" Zhao Manyan exclaimed, thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Looks like none of us need to participate." Mo Fan shook his head helplessly.

The other players watching from the sidelines were also amazed.

It seems that Chu's black dragon has gotten even stronger?

The terrifying power of this flame seems even more ferocious than high-level fire magic.

That's outrageous...

But in fact it is not the case.

Charizard continued to obey Chu Ming's orders, controlling its power level and maintaining it at the Commander level.

It's just because I was played around with by Cassio last time.

I've been holding back a lot of anger.

Chu Ming decided to let it out to vent its anger.

After all, it's a fire/dragon type Pokémon, so holding back is definitely not an option.

Adding the power of the Big Flame Burst, it's still a high-power fire attack with 110 points.

This is in conjunction with the burst of rage.

It looks a little more ferocious!

"Charizard, unleash your flames and wipe out the area!"

Chu Ming looked at the remaining members of the US team and continued to give orders.

the other side.

Boblin's expression changed drastically. He quickly raised his hands in surrender, shouting, "We surrender!"

"You're giving up already?" Mo Fan immediately became arrogant, laughing and saying, "That's so boring! I haven't even made a move yet. Aren't you Americans supposed to be so arrogant?!"

"Yeah, don't you guys like marking other countries with an 'X'?" Zhao Manyan chimed in smugly. "Come on, don't surrender, keep fighting!"

Boblin's lips twitched.

beat?

What a load of crap!

A five-on-five team match.

The five of them were actually beaten so badly by a single summoning mage that they couldn't fight back.

They are crazy.

But they're not stupid!

The opposing team, with just two contracted beasts, could easily defeat our five.

If other mages are added, the chances of winning are basically zero!

Thus, at Oruna's announcement.

The group successfully obtained the Challenge Chapter of the New York National Pavilion.

Boblin walked up to Chu Ming with a serious expression: "Putting your challenge records on red beforehand was disrespectful to you. I apologize."

"I will correct the records on the wall, and I apologize for my arrogance," Ferome, who had been awakened by the healing mage, said sincerely.

"fine."

Chu Ming smiled indifferently.

Many people are just that arrogant and shameless.

Talking a lot is meaningless.

Slap him.

Let him know how much it hurts, and he'll immediately realize his mistake.

We still need classical mechanics!

"Speaking of which, besides being humble, we Easterners have another characteristic: we've never cared about the thoughts of our defeated opponents."

"In the Huaxia Master's ledger, he never cares about defeated opponents, but only records powerful enemies."

"So, whatever makes you happy about those national records, whether you change them or not is irrelevant, after all, they are all glorious achievements."

"I have other things to attend to, so I won't stay any longer."

Although Chu Ming was very humble in every word he said.

But there was a sense of casualness and indifference in his words.

Even those who don't understand Eastern culture.

I also sensed utter contempt.

Boblin and Fromm's expressions froze instantly.

But a loss is a loss.

Saying more will only make you look like a sore loser.

……

……

The group returned to the hotel.

The battle at the National Hall has ended.

Everyone can relax for a few more days.

As dusk approached, night had just fallen.

Encouraged by Zhao Manyan, Mo Fan prepared to set off to find nightclubs with various professional dancers.

But we were just about to set off.

He sensed Mu Ningxue's gaze sweep over him.

Mo Fan's heart skipped a beat. He brazenly turned around and explained, "Ning Xue, I absolutely didn't mean to go to the ladle..."

Mu Ningxue remained expressionless.

Mo Fan can do whatever he wants.

Anyway, it has nothing to do with her.

The latest novel is first published here!

the other side

After being persistently pleaded with by Jiang Shaoxu, Chu Ming agreed to go shopping.

He declined last time.

But this time it's hard to find a reason.

The two walked together.

Suddenly, Chu Ming noticed several things flashing with light in the sky...

"Um?"

He immediately pulled Jiang Shaoxu aside and quickly walked into a coffee shop next door.

pat!

pat!

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

next second.

Large hailstones the size of fists pelted down onto the ground.

"Ice...hail?!"

"My God, huge hailstones! Quick, find shelter!!!"

"It's the middle of summer, how can it be hailing?!"

on the street.

The cars were smashed, leaving one dent after another.

Suddenly, a cacophony of alarms blared.

People on the street hurriedly sought shelter in buildings.

But the hailstones got bigger and bigger.

The hailstones, each the size of a fist, pelted the tempered glass of some buildings.

They can all be smashed into amazing cracks.

Like a hail of bullets.

Its destructive power is quite astonishing.

In no time, almost all the cars on the street were smashed to pieces, and people who had no time to escape screamed in agony.

"Something's not right. The destructive power of this hailstorm is almost on par with high-level ice magic!"

Jiang Shaoxu's expression was solemn.

She remembers it clearly.

The night sky had been clear until now.

Hailstorms suddenly appeared without any warning?

There's definitely something wrong with this!

suddenly.

Jiang Shaoxu felt a chill coming from behind her!

This coldness is a kind of spiritual intuition. As a mental mage, she always has this feeling when she encounters danger!

She was about to turn around.

But then a silver light appeared.

Chu Ming's gaze sharpened, and he pulled her close, using spatial teleportation.

The figure disappeared.

Bang bang bang!

A dense barrage of ice spikes and knives shot out from the dark corner, shattering the glass door of the coffee shop.

"Tsk, your senses are really sharp!"

On the street, amidst the hail and rain, a man in a blue hooded shirt exclaimed in surprise.

hum!

A few seconds later.

Space distortion.

After being transformed by the demonic poison, Chu Ming's body was engulfed in purple-blue flames.

Alone, he returned to the street once again.

All the hail and cold air that came within a five-meter radius of him turned into water mist.

Chu Ming looked at the man in blue and said coldly, "The Black Vatican?"

The man in blue smiled. "Someone asked me to do them a favor: kill you."

He had a sudden thought.

His eyes were a terrifying, icy white.

The air within a radius of several hundred meters instantly froze.

The ground, lawns, and abandoned cars were covered with a dense array of sharp ice spikes.

"field?"

Chu Ming narrowed his eyes.

(End of this chapter)