Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

Three days later, the duel between Mo Xie and Dongfang Lie arrived as scheduled, vying for the title of the strongest at Mingzhu Academy.

The words "The number one in Thunder Academy versus the number one in Fire Academy" alone attracted everyone's attention, and everyone was looking forward to this battle.

Because this is a competition between two departments, the school plans to open the largest competition venue for students on the main campus to watch.

The battle between the top students from the two departments was already quite intense, and with the added boost of Mo Xie's star power, students from all over the school rushed to the competition venue, afraid that they wouldn't have a seat.

"Damn it! Why can't I reserve a seat in advance? They're cutting off my source of income! This is outrageous!"

Looking at the crowded road, Mo Fan thought that if he started a business, money would just flow into his pocket.

He seemed to see gold coins before his eyes, but he couldn't touch them. He couldn't help but sigh to the sky, which gave him the feeling of a successful person in ancient times being demoted.

Xu Zhaoting patted Mo Fan on the shoulder, shrugged, and said helplessly.

"There's nothing we can do. The school obviously knows about our ticket sales last time. This time, the venue is the largest in the Pearl Academy, so they definitely don't want us to keep making money off the students."

"Oh, all right."

From a seat in the spectator stands, Ding Yumin saw Bai Tingting and Song Xia squeeze out of the crowd and waved with a smile.

"Tingting, Xiaoxia, over here!"

"Sister Yumian, we're here!"

After the two sat down and saw that all the women had arrived, Ding Yumin handed out the prepared banner and glow sticks to everyone.

"Yumian, what is this...?"

Li Yueqing maintained her aloof and noble demeanor, but when she unfurled the banner and saw the words written on it, her cool and pretty face changed slightly, revealing a hint of embarrassment.

Mu Nujiao and Ai Tutu, who were standing nearby, also came over, their pretty faces showing some embarrassment, and they both turned their gazes toward Ding Yumin.

"Sister Yumian, are you serious?"

The banner bore the large characters: "[Wearing gold to become king, sailing far with evil, the future is promising, the rest of our lives together.]"

"Of course, as Xiao Xie's supporters, we'll definitely cheer him on... Look over there."

Ding Yumin gently clapped her hands in front of her chest, her pretty face full of smiles, but a hint of cunning flashed in her narrowed eyes as she pointed her jade finger in another direction.

Upon hearing this, the others looked in that direction, their faces darkening as they sighed and rubbed their foreheads.

[Starlight never fails those who strive on their journey, and time never fails the wicked god!]

[Nongfu Spring water tastes a little sweet, but not liking Xiao Xie is a bit risky!]

[Keep it low-key, the Evil Emperor has arrived! No applause needed, just screams!]

Banners were displayed in front of us, and glow sticks were being waved, just like a fan meeting.

"Sister Yumian, you didn't get that banner from them, did you?"

As Mu Nujiao browsed the words on the banners, a sense of shame rose in her heart, and a blush appeared on her fair face. She asked in a low voice.

Ding Yumin lightly touched her lips with her slender fingers, a playful smile curving her lips, and nodded.

"Yes, sisters, we can't lose to those fairies outside! Let's all cheer for Xiao Xie!"

She had already learned about the bet between Mo Xie and Dongfang Lie from Mu Nujiao and Ai Tutu, and couldn't help but feel some resentment towards the latter. "You actually want me to leave Xiao Xie? I think you really deserve a beating! No matter whether I win or lose today… no, Xiao Xie will definitely beat you to a pulp!"
Since you've come up with such a vicious bet, it seems you don't want to be number one in the Fire Academy anymore. Just wait and see...

Sensing the sudden chilling aura emanating from Ding Yumin, the girls showed a hint of fear on their faces, quickly unfurled the banner in front of them, and nodded in agreement.

"Sister Yumian, we will cheer you on!"

"Uh... okay."

Ding Yumin was taken aback at first, then clapped her hands with delight and nodded.

Seeing their timid appearance, Li Yueqing helplessly rubbed her forehead and shook her head. How could she not know that her best friend was actually a little cunning?

In the central stands, a group of college leaders and department heads sat in their seats, waiting for the competition to begin.

"Dean Xiao, Professor Shi, what brings you two here?"

In the first row, Qian Kun, the head of the Lei Department, looked at Dean Xiao and Professor Shi beside him and quickly asked with a smile.

These two are both top talents at Mingzhu Academy, so we must not underestimate them.

Dean Xiao stroked his beard, smiled, and looked at everyone, saying...

"Such a lively scene, as the dean, I naturally need to show up. Besides, Xiao Xie is a promising junior, so as his grandfather, I must come and see."

Professor Shi nodded in agreement.

"That's right, I'm the teacher of Little Evil Darkness... cough cough, history. Of course I have to come here to watch. It's quite nice to come out for some fresh air once in a while."

History... Mo Xie is interested in history, what a studious student!
Upon hearing this, Qian Kun nodded, praising him in his heart.

Upon hearing these words, the burly Wei Rong's expression turned slightly unpleasant. With Dean Xiao and Professor Shi backing Mo Xie up, things were getting a bit complicated.

This is terrible. A while ago, that kid Mo Fan slapped the Fire Academy in the face, and now Dongfang Lie is actually challenging the newly promoted number one Mo Xie of the Thunder Academy. For some reason, his eyelids have been twitching all day, and he has a bad feeling.

With Mo Fan and Mo Xie, is the Huo Academy being targeted by the Mo family or something? Are they trying to completely shatter the Huo Academy's reputation?

Inside the contestant tunnel, Mo Xie leaned against the wall, one hand in his pocket, the other holding his phone to his ear, and said.

"Don't worry, I definitely won't lose to your brother."

On the other end of the phone, Dongfang Wan'er sat on the sofa, her long, slender, snow-white legs curled up. She looked at the screen projected onto the television and said with a smile.

"Hehe, you were even broadcast live! I saw you."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie was slightly taken aback. Then, following his senses, he looked towards the spectator stands not far away. Indeed, quite a few people were pointing their phone cameras at him, muttering something under their breath.

"Oh well, whatever. The competition is about to start, I'm hanging up now."

"Okay, good luck!"

After hanging up the phone, Dongfang Wan'er tossed her phone aside, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at Mo Xie on the TV screen with her beautiful eyes, a smile appearing on her face.

She had already learned about the bet from her brother, and although she did have some ulterior motives, she still hoped that Mo Xie could win.

Once she defeats Dongfang Lie, her family will surely approve of her dating Mo Xie... Hey, it seems her family is actually hoping she can be with Mo Xie.

Oh well, whatever, this is how the male and female leads in a novel should behave! (End of Chapter)