Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

"This is... a Soul-level Lightning Seed?!"

While dodging, Xiao Haoxuan also noticed something amiss, his eyes widening in shock and disbelief.

No, is it really appropriate for someone like you, who possesses a Soul-level Thunder Seed, to fight against those of us who don't have Soul Seeds?

Although he broke through to the advanced level, who says that you can get a soul seed right after breaking through, especially such a powerful soul-level lightning seed? He's simply a monster!

No wonder this guy's mid-level magic is so terrifying; it turns out it's because of the Soul-level Lightning Seed. That explains it...

After he figured it out, a look of understanding appeared on his face when suddenly a thick bolt of lightning struck beside him, its residual force instantly causing him excruciating pain.

Damn it, what was I so smug about? Shouldn't I be worried knowing that the other party possesses a Soul-level Thunder Seed?
Xiao Haoxuan was utterly speechless. Logically speaking, the first match should have matched him with someone of lower strength. This was a perk for a seeded player, wasn't it?

Why did he encounter such a formidable opponent right from the start? The matchmaking system for this military region competition is malfunctioning!
Just as he narrowly dodged one bolt of lightning, he noticed with his sharp eyes that behind it, another bolt was hidden and was hurtling straight down.

"Holy crap, you scoundrel!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie chuckled. How could he be considered a villain? This was simply the proper use of magic.

With the thunder dragon about to crash down on his head, Xiao Haoxuan hurriedly summoned his defensive magic tool in a panic. With a thought, a wide, golden shield appeared out of thin air above his head.

The terrifying thunder dragon slammed directly into the golden shield, causing it to tremble. He struggled to withstand the attack and managed to block it.

Of course, although he withstood the attack, he was the one who suffered losses, not only getting injured physically but also wasting a defensive magic item.

This is just a competition, and only two magical artifacts can be used. Besides, where would we find so many magical artifacts to take out?

Now that he's missing one defensive magical artifact, he has to be even more careful!
Seeing this, the examiner standing at the edge of the venue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a weight lifted from his heart.

When that bolt of lightning appeared, he panicked and was caught off guard by Mo Xie's actions, almost managing to block it.

Seeing Xiao Haoxuan summon a defensive magical artifact, he reluctantly withdrew his hand, turned his head and looked at Mo Xie with surprise and uncertainty.

This person is very capable and resourceful; he knows how to conceal his fatal blow, something many people wouldn't expect.

Moreover, his opponent possesses a top-grade Soul-level Lightning Seed, so this match is definitely not going to be easy. He really hit the jackpot by encountering such a wonderful duel in the second match!
At the same time, we must remain vigilant, because in a battle of this intensity, one careless move could easily lead to disaster...

After the frenzied attack ended, Mo Xie lowered his arms and looked at the smoke-filled arena. A golden shield was suspended in mid-air, but its brilliance had obviously diminished.

He traded a defensive magic item for a mid-level spell and severely injured his opponent; by any measure, he came out on top.

As the smoke cleared, Xiao Haoxuan retrieved his defensive magical artifact, his breathing heavy and his face extremely pale.

As a promising player for the Eastern Military Region, carrying the hopes of the region, how could he possibly lose here like this!
"It's my turn to make a move!"

With the first round of attacks over, he finally had a chance to launch a counterattack, and he quickly connected with the stars to draw a star map.

Seeing this, Mo Xie stood quietly in place. He could have used telekinesis to interrupt the spellcasting, but that would have been too boring. He was more interested in seeing what tricks the other party could pull out.

A gentle breeze suddenly arose in the area, which then grew stronger and stronger, making clothes flutter loudly.

"Wind Disc Tear!"

With the star map complete, Xiao Haoxuan revealed a smile, his eyes fixed on Mo Xie, and unleashed a mid-level, third-tier wind-type spell.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!" As the wind element condensed, a high-speed rotating tornado rose from the ground, and the violent airflow stirred up the remaining sand and gravel, which danced and raged in the air!

The powerful airflow carried by 【Wind Disc Tear】 is like a meat grinder, as if anyone who enters will be turned into minced meat.

The tornado roared across the field, stirring up all the turbulent currents in the air, and was approaching Mo Xie at an extremely fast speed.

"A level three wind disk... this is the first time I've ever seen one like this."

The strong airflow billowed his clothes, and Mo Xie had a faint smile on his lips. Faced with the extremely terrifying tornado, he could only slowly raise the arm that was placed at his side.

The strong wind whipped up his bangs, revealing lightning crackling in a dark purple hue, making him look exceptionally imposing.

A flash of lightning appeared on the slightly raised arm, with purple-black arcs of electricity crackling and popping incessantly on its surface.

With a sudden burst of open palms, the lightning leaping across his entire arm instantly transferred to his palms, coalescing into a ball of lightning.

As Mo Xie's thoughts stirred, the lightning ball in his palm began to change. It first rapidly expanded and extended to both sides, with a thick, sharp end appearing in front and a slightly smaller end in the back.

After the right hand clenched tightly, a purplish-black light extended to both sides, and the slender lightning gradually formed a weapon, condensing into the shape of a long spear!

The lightning spear was fully formed, its surface crackling with lightning that even extended to its entire right arm, making it look quite astonishing.

"This is……"

Xiao Haoxuan saw Mo Xie condense a lightning spear, his pupils contracted, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

"Chidori..."

Mo Xie's lips moved slightly as he murmured softly. His arm muscles bulged, veins stood out, and he clenched his fist tightly, causing the lightning spear in his hand to flash with dazzling light.

"...Sharp spear!"

He let out a low shout, bent his right arm, and slightly raised the lightning spear. A cold glint appeared on the sharp spearhead, containing enormous energy and power.

The next second, a whooshing sound suddenly rang out, accompanied by lightning and thunder, as if it were about to scorch the air, and a burnt smell wafted out.

A purplish-black afterimage streaked across the sky, leaving a straight trail with even residual electric arcs along the way, creating a truly spectacular scene!

The lightning spear charged straight at [Wind Disc - Tear]. When the spear tip touched the tornado's wind wall, the spear exploded, and countless bolts of lightning covered the area, spreading throughout the entire tornado.

A huge explosion rang out, and lightning bolts surged wildly within the wind concentrator. The previously stable energy was immediately destroyed, causing it to sway and shake, eventually dissipating into a violent gust of wind.

A violent gust of air spread in all directions, with a diameter of several hundred meters, affecting all the contestants in the surrounding area. The battles stopped, and everyone turned their attention to look over with curiosity.

"What happened?"

"I don't know, it should be some kind of wind magic."

The examiner, standing at the edge, shielded his eyes with his arm against the oncoming hurricane, his face showing some astonishment.

What's going on? This boy named Mo Xie can actually perform form transformations of lightning magic... How is that possible?!
Only after the airflow stopped and the strong wind dissipated could everyone see the situation in the field clearly.

A tall, slender figure stood there, his hair tied up and his robes swaying gently, only the crackling lightning on his right arm testifying to his actions. (End of Chapter)