Versatile Mage: Start by obtaining the White Tiger Pendant

Chapter 71: Hundreds of Killers

The moment the referee shouted start.

Bai Zhengfeng quickly took control of the star track, with an ice energy swirling around him, trying to seize the initiative.

Lu Jun's eyes were dark green, and he only used the first level of the Haze of Fear: Shock to save magic energy.

Even so, Bai Zhengfeng's eyes went dark, and a pair of dark green snake pupils appeared, biting him suddenly, causing his heart to twitch and his mind to be frightened, with a faint curse mark appearing on his forehead.

Instantly his star was interrupted.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Jun raised the Zhenjin heavy sword in his hand and activated the Qingyun boots on his feet, turning into an afterimage that spanned hundreds of meters and arrived in front of him in a second.

Seeing this, Bai Zhengfeng had no time to control Xingzi. His brows jumped, and he quickly called out the shield magic tool in his spiritual world. A fan of ice crystal shield covered himself, three meters high, completely protecting his whole body.

Buzz!

After Lu Jun rushed over, he swung down with the Zhenjin heavy sword. The terrifying impact force shattered the ice crystal shield in an instant, and the heavy sword took the opportunity to slash towards Bai Zhengfeng.

At this moment, Bai Zhengfeng was terrified and subconsciously clenched his eyes, waiting for death to come.

But the next moment, a sharp gust of wind hit me, my face felt stinging, my neck felt cold, as if a cold blade was placed on it, and a voice came from my ear: "You lose, next one."

When Bai Zhengfeng opened his eyes, he saw a heavy black sword within reach, with the blade glowing with platinum light, which made him feel uncomfortable.

He looked dazed and a little stunned. He was a mid-level magician, but he was defeated in the first confrontation before he could even cast his mid-level ice magic.

Shouldn't the normal scenario be that the two fight a few times, and then the other loses regrettably, but still wins honorably in defeat?

Bai Zhengfeng had thought about failure, but he didn't expect to lose like this. He had considered Lu Jun's curse magic and planned to use the shield magic to resist it and free up time to cast spells. However, he found it vulnerable. He miscalculated this link and lost everything.

Considering his previous boasting, the sharp contrast of his defeat was so stark that his face turned black.

The people in the live broadcast room laughed loudly: "It's useless to make me laugh. It was so heroic just now, but it was killed in the blink of an eye."

"I thought it was a character, hahaha."

"Big words before the war, but silence after the war!"

"What the hell, sword-slashing magic, this is magic? This isn't science?"

Gu Han on the side announced Bai Zhengfeng's failure. He was not surprised at all and ended up in such a miserable state.

Dean Xiao nodded. In fact, the students who had just entered university were still too stiff in casting spells. They always stood still and fought with magic. Facing Lu Jun, a practical fighter, they were naturally defeated easily.

Using the least amount of magic power to cause the greatest damage is a typical demon hunter's style. The sword technique that can be controlled freely is also good.

Although Bai Zhengfeng failed, the passionate fighting spirit he aroused among all the freshmen did not fade away. They all saw that Lu Jun showed mercy and did not kill him.

Now the freshmen are ready to make a move.

Lu Jun also knew that if he took ruthless action from the beginning and severely injured Bai Zhengfeng, it would definitely scare many people away, but he disdainful of that approach. Competition must be fair.

Soon a student stood up. He looked older, like an older brother, and said in a rough voice, "I'll do it."

As a result, not long after he went on stage, Run went back to his seat.

Lu Jun didn't even bother to cast the curse haze. The opponent was just a third-level fire mage. A ball of fire came towards him, but he was easily killed by the Zhenjin Heavy Sword, who then rushed in front of him and admitted defeat.

After the failure of this "big brother", more and more freshmen came up. They saw that the beginners were killed instantly, and the intermediate ones were also killed instantly. There is no difference. I can do it too!

After all, every beast fighting competition in the past was a game for a minority of people. Only those one hundred chosen ones had the opportunity to appear and stand under the spotlight. They were the group of people represented.

I was unknown in the past, but now I have the opportunity to stand on this stage. Isn’t it exciting?

If Lu Jun was defeated, they could also brag that it was my contribution.

A large number of freshmen stood up, lined up in a long queue, and went up to challenge one by one.

Lu Jun said nothing, swinging his sword in a plain and ordinary way, breaking the spell and beheading the enemy! His sword technique returned to its original simplicity, without wasting any extra energy. Regardless of ice, fire, or thunder, he slashed with one sword, unstoppable.

Ten people... thirty people... fifty people!!

In just half an hour, hundreds of people were eliminated, and the fighting time was not even as long as the time the freshmen took to play.

The number 666 was displayed in the live broadcast room.

"Fuck, one sword can break everything, that's awesome."

"Hello everyone, I'm a beginner mage. I saw that sword-slashing magic was so simple, so I tried it with an iron sword. Now I'm in the ICU!"

"Script, definitely a script!"

"This looks difficult, but it's not easy at all. (dogo)"

"The one who is upstairs listening to you is like listening to a speech."

Dongfang Ming in the backstage couldn't sit still. He could naturally see that the low-level magician was useless. He would just be a piece of cake if he went up. He couldn't even consume the opponent's magic energy. Only the mid-level magician could pose a great threat.

He had been watching the battle for so long that he had developed an idea in his mind. The scary thing about Lu Jun was the interruption of the curse system and the evil spider trap he wove. He had solutions to both of these.

As for the black gold heavy sword that can slay demons, it is indeed special, but it also consumes magic energy. In addition, it is only a close combat, so it cannot hit the target if the distance is far.

The advantage is mine! Dongfang Ming was very happy. He would put an end to Lu Jun and become famous by stepping on him.

Just as the next freshman was excitedly going up, Dongfang Ming walked out and said calmly, "I'll go first."

The girl was stunned. Knowing that he was a descendant of the Dongfang family and one of the representatives of the new students at the beginning of the school year, he was quite famous. So she let Dongfang Ming go on stage first.

The students behind him had no objections either. They became interested. Bai Zhengfeng was too weak. Now the real battle between mid-level mages was about to begin.

When Dongfang Ming came on stage, he saw Lu Jun standing at the other end of the fighting cage with a sword in his hand, his body straight. In the dim light, his face was blurry, but a terrifying aura came over him.

Seeing this, Dongfang Ming couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and it took him a moment to regain his composure.

Lu Jun may not even know how strong his aura is now. He has slain monsters, killed humans, defeated hundreds of people in a row, and swept through top universities. All these experiences have given him an indescribable aura.

Dongfang Ming walked in and said confidently, "Mr. Lu, I have seen through your weakness. This farce will end soon! I will put an end to it."

Hearing this, Lu Jun was too lazy to pay attention, raised his sword, and asked calmly: "Tell me your name."

“You…” Dongfang Ming was slightly annoyed when he saw that the other party ignored him, and sneered, “Dongfang Family, Dongfang Ming!”

Hmm? Lu Jun reacted slightly, as if he had some impression. He remembered that Dongfang Ming was the trainee judge that Mo Fan met two years later in the original novel, and was solved in ten minutes.

If things go as expected, he will be one of the top 100 experts in the Fire Department of the main campus in two years, and will also have the natural talent of [Fast Casting].

That is, the casting speed of all magic will be reduced by half compared to ordinary people.

He was finally touched and an interesting opponent came.

Chapter 72 Ding Yumian Enters the Stage

The battle started, and the two of them took control of the star tracks and released elementary magic at the same time.

In just half a second, Dongfang Ming threw a ball of red fire magnet in his hand, and Lu Jun had no choice but to stop casting the curse haze spell.

Even though he is invincible when the curse interrupts his spellcasting, there is actually a time lag in between. As long as the magic is there, he can control the stars. He just hides it and does not reveal it to others.

Just now, Lu Jun relied on his higher spiritual realm to achieve a one-second star track, crushing countless freshmen, but he was still inferior to Dongfang Ming's natural talent.

Talent, this is a natural barrier.

raging!

Lu Jun shook his wrist and used a spinning slash to extinguish the fire. A large piece of red flame exploded in the air, waves of heat came, and a burning smell filled the air.

The opponent's fire element was still ordinary fire, and it had not been integrated with the blue flame like two years later.

However, Dongfang Ming smiled when he saw this. His guess was right. As long as the casting speed was fast enough, his magic would not be interrupted.

The friend in the live broadcast room was also happy: "Finally, someone who can fight has come. Those people before couldn't even cast magic. People who knew it were a fight between top students and mages from Mingzhu University, and those who didn't know thought it was a fight between street thugs."

"Something's wrong. How can Dongfang Ming release magic so quickly?"

"New here, you don't understand this. This is called natural talent, fast casting..."

As Lu Junjian challenged hundreds of people, more and more people flocked to Mingzhu's beast fighting competition to watch the fun.

Bear bear!

What happened outside the field did not stop Dongfang Ming. He threw out a basic fire burst in half a second, and his hands were burning with red flames, like a double-gun ranger, Marco Polo, and the Pea Shooter. Fireballs shot out continuously at an extremely fast speed.

Lu Jun swung the heavy gold sword, and the sword light like a door panel swept around his body, like a dark storm, all the fireballs that came bombarding him were completely destroyed, and a raging fire spread throughout the area.

He knew in his heart that seven skills would be useless against an enemy like Dongfang Ming. The best skill to use was the gold skill summoned in advance.

dong dong!

Lu Jun was seen stepping on the green wind track, waving a heavy sword, and killing Dongfang Ming. Looking down from the sky, it seemed like a figure was flying through the sea of ​​fire with unstoppable force. The flames retreated wherever he passed, like two rows of fire walls.

Whoosh! Unexpectedly, a breeze rose from Dongfang Ming's feet, and he retreated synchronously, his speed not slower than Lu Jun's. It was the second-level wind magic, Wind Track.

The two chased each other as they circled the Colosseum. Dongfang Ming made up his mind to only release basic magic.

Lu Jun stopped, his face cold, he stretched out his hand and suddenly clenched it. Soon, a dark green spider web emerged from the air around the Colosseum. It was densely packed and intertwined, enveloping Dongfang Ming's figure.

Dongfang Ming was caught off guard and said in astonishment: "When did you set up the Evil Spider Trap?"

He was full of confusion. He was clearly casting elementary magic non-stop. He could guarantee that the other party didn't even have time to cast elementary magic, let alone intermediate magic.

Hearing this, Lu Jun said calmly: "It was set up when the challenge began."

After hearing this, Dongfang Ming was speechless, and he had no way to accuse the other party of violating the rules. In the first hundred battles, Lu Jun had been fighting non-stop, so it was normal for him to have some field advantages. He had overlooked this point.

Gu Han announced his defeat, and the audience was disappointed: "What a pity, he is quite smart, but he is just one step behind in chess."

Many people were even more excited: "It's okay. Lu Jun used mid-level magic and fought for such a long time, so his magic consumption must be severe. If another hundred people come to counter it, we can chew this hard bone."

"Hurry, hurry, don't let him stop to catch his breath and recover his magic energy."

On the field, Lu Jun breathed a sigh of relief. There was a huge difference between a mid-level mage with natural talent and one without talent. The reason why Mo Fan was able to defeat Dongfang Ming was purely due to his own carelessness.

If he continued to use elementary magic like he did against him, Mo Fan would not be able to deal with him in a short period of time, and the mission of escorting the Totem Black Snake would fail.

Including, he is in the same situation now. If he continues to fight, he can win, and he can even guarantee that he will have at least half of his magic power left in his gold system. However, it will not be good for the subsequent battles.

It would be better to stop the loss in time and use the Evil Spider Trap to subdue Dongfang Ming in one go.

Soon Lu Jun had no rest, and new students appeared one after another, like moths to a flame, one after another.

We really have to thank Bai Zhengfeng. All the mid-level mages were killed in seconds, so these chosen ones no longer have any psychological burden. Some are pursuing profits, some are trying to become famous, and some are just having fun, and they are all coming one after another.

Two hundred... three hundred... four hundred...

In a short period of time, five hundred people were killed, and the heavy black gold sword was stuck in the ground. Lu Jun supported the hilt with both hands, breathing heavily, his muscles ached all over, and he was mentally exhausted. The gold and curse nebula magic powers had decreased significantly.

It's not easy to kill five hundred pigs, let alone five hundred mages.

Several hours had passed by this point and it was already dark outside the Colosseum, but all the lights inside were on and the fierce battle continued in a bright light.

People come and go in the live broadcast room, and the people have been replaced. The communication has obviously decreased, but the heat continues to spread with the fighting and goes out of the circle. Most office workers get off work, open their mobile phones, and feel deeply impressed.

"I'm already off work, but I'm still playing."

"Which one is it? Can any of you guys count it?"

"The five hundred and third one, 666."

"Okay! Further investigation and further report."

In the Colosseum, Huang Xingli went up to try. She was also a mid-level fire mage. Since she had no natural talent, she ended up with the same treatment as Bai Zhengfeng and rolled down quickly.

She returned to the backstage and angrily said, "Ding Yumian, that guy is really too much. He wants to monopolize all the resources of the system just because he has a rare curse system. If I had a spiritual magic tool, why would I let a villain run rampant?"

After saying that, Huang Xingli took the beautiful woman's arm with both hands and began to act coquettishly: "Sister Ding, you are the only one among us who has psychic magic and can restrain Lu Jun. Please help me."

"Yes, yes, that's the resources of the entire department, we also want to practice."

The female college friends around were all encouraging him pitifully.

Ding Yumian was helpless. She had originally not intended to pay attention to such matters, but she could not resist her best friend's pleading. Resources were too important to a mage.

"Never mind." She sighed, "I'll go on stage right away."

After a while, the referee teacher announced that when Lu Jun took a break while leaning on his sword, he saw a royal sister with long straight black hair slowly walking onto the stage. She had a graceful figure, swaying with every step, and her smooth black hair was braided into a net-like braid, giving people a very virtuous and gentle feeling.

It's completely different from her sister's strong and fiery aura.

Lu Jun instinctively felt that the other person was not simple. It was a kind of spiritual alertness. He stared at him and asked, "Name?"

"Ding Yumian." The woman smiled lightly and kindly reminded: "How are you now? Do you want to rest for a while and recover your magic power? I see that you are very tired."