Full-Time Magister: Crimson Lion, the Strongest Divine Soul!

Chapter 19 The Wings of Night Display Their Power!

"Next."

Seeing that Zhou Tian had lost the ability to continue fighting, Li Xuan withdrew his gaze and swept it back to the audience.

"These high-ranking officials who rely on family resources shouldn't embarrass themselves. Let's have someone with real strength."

As Li Xuan's highly provocative words fell, the entire venue fell silent, everyone stunned by his arrogance.

After a brief silence, someone finally couldn't help but murmur, "That's a warrior-level creature, isn't it?"

"That's right, judging from its aura, it's a creature at the level of a warrior general," someone nearby chimed in.

"Impossible! Is Zhou Tian really that weak? He was instantly killed by a beast at the level of a general?!" someone exclaimed in disbelief.

Their top graduates from the Imperial Capital Academy were actually killed instantly by a powerful creature. If word got out...

They've completely lost face!

"Who knows? It's so embarrassing! It's made us all lose face!" A burst of angry shouts came from the crowd.

"Fool, that's a dragon!"

"What? Dragons? Is there no mistake?" Upon hearing this news, the people around him were all shocked.

Among demons, bloodline is the most important, and dragons are the most elite bloodline. Even ordinary demons with a trace of dragon blood are extremely powerful.

Not to mention those with strong bloodlines like dragons!

"There's no mistake, that's a dragon of the Great General rank!"

Below the dueling arena, instructors from the Imperial Capital Academy also arrived.

"Teacher!" the students from the capital city greeted respectfully.

"Hmm." The instructor simply nodded and then looked at Li Xuan.

He knew Zhou Tian's strength best.

While the claim of a high-level dual-system degree is indeed somewhat exaggerated, it's still considered quite good within the academy.

However, he was instantly killed by a dragon, without even having time to use his magical artifacts, which speaks volumes.

The mentor stared intently at Li Xuan, pondering to himself.

The strength Li Xuan displayed far exceeded his expectations.

To be able to command such a powerful dragon and render Zhou Tian powerless is something that no ordinary high-level mage could do.

"This Li Xuan is probably really Pang Lai's disciple!" the mentor muttered to himself, his eyes full of inquiry.

Just then, Nightwing raised its head and let out a deafening roar, as if to announce its power to everyone present.

The powerful aura emanating from it caused the surrounding air to tremble.

Li Xuan stood atop the Wings of Night, his expression calm, yet his eyes revealed an undeniable confidence.

Li Xuan looked down at the audience and spoke again: "Is there anyone brave enough to go up? Does this vast Imperial Capital University only have that one slacker?"

Li Xuan's voice echoed in the dueling arena, full of provocation.

This left the students of the Imperial Academy present feeling both angry and helpless—angry at his arrogance, and helpless that no one dared to easily accept the challenge.

"Damn it, this guy is too arrogant!" one student said through gritted teeth, clenching his fist.

"Yes, but he is indeed very strong. If we rush up against him, we will only humiliate ourselves." Another student shook his head helplessly.

Just as everyone was at a stalemate, a burly figure suddenly stepped out from the crowd.

"You're just a dragon with the power of a mere Great General, yet you dare to spout nonsense at the Imperial Capital Academy! Only an idiot like Zhou Tian would fall for that. Watch me turn you into a statue!"

His deep voice carried disdain for Zhou Tian and anger towards Li Xuan.

Li Xuan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a burly figure walking onto the dueling arena, his eyes gleaming with a brown light.

"Your abilities don't match your boastful tone."

A hint of disdain flashed in Li Xuan's eyes. He suddenly regretted coming to the Imperial Capital Academy. The strength of these high-level individuals was weaker than the last, and they didn't even have the qualifications to make the Crimson Flame Lion appear.

Since that's the case, there's no need to waste time.

"Wings of Night, make your move!"

Now that we're here, we should naturally teach these kids who are still in their ivory towers a profound lesson.

"Um."

With a sudden flap of its enormous wings, the Wings of Night unleashed a violent storm of darkness that swept outwards from its center.

Black wind blades, like sharp blades, were mixed in with the storm, creating a huge killing frenzy throughout the dueling arena!

The burly figure's expression changed; he hadn't expected Li Xuan to order Nightwings to attack without a word.

However, he was not unprepared. A layer of yellowish-brown light emanated from his body, forming a thick earthen wall in front of him.

The earthen wall constructed with high-level magic was indeed quite sturdy, but under the continuous impact of the dark storm, it was nothing more than a flame gradually fading away in the winter.

"Still not admitting defeat?" Li Xuan looked at the man and said calmly.

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

The student gritted his teeth, a hint of resentment flashing in his eyes.

He knew he had reached his limit, but he didn't want to give up so easily.

"That's enough!" The speaker was the same mentor who had spoken earlier.

He flashed into the dueling arena, raised his hand, and a gentle magical force dispelled the storm.

"Mentor!" The student felt ashamed when he saw his mentor appear.

The instructor glanced at the student, then at Li Xuan, his expression serious: "Today's challenge ends here. You have already demonstrated your abilities!"

He realized that this duel was a complete rout.

The difference between higher-order orders is very significant.

"This person hasn't shown much power at all, he's a monster!"

It's hard to imagine that someone's summoning ability could be this powerful; the skills of the contracted beast are stronger than the high-level powers of other magics!

"Is it over just like that?" Li Xuan frowned slightly, then looked at his mentor: "Your mentors can also go. As long as they win, I can still admit that I'm all talk and no action."

"..."

silence.

The instructor's face darkened completely; he hadn't expected this at all.

The mentors who arrived later in the audience also had dark expressions, quite taken aback by those words.

Damn it, which idiot dared to question the person Pomley chose?!

That guy dared to take on Parthenon all by himself back then. Although he lost, he was still a top-tier fighter in his generation.

These old guys are not to be trifled with.

Moreover, putting that aside, they didn't want to go up and fight Li Xuan.

Winning is dishonorable, losing is shameful.

Besides, he's a summoner; who knows if the one in front of him is the first or second contract?

Seeing that no one dared to respond, Li Xuan also felt a sense of emptiness.

He could tell that these high-level people in front of him were quite skilled; at least they weren't just all show and no substance.

"Truly worthy of being Pang Lai's disciple." At this moment, Song He, the dean of the Imperial Capital Academy, stepped in to smooth things over. "I already know the reason for this. Let's leave it at that, as a favor to me."

(End of this chapter)