Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

This terrifying scene startled the Fire Squad members, who quickly moved away, but the captain remained motionless.

"Old thing!"

Lu Yan spat, channeling his magical energy into the newly drawn star map: "Didn't your high school teacher teach you? Below the highest level, fire is the king!"

"Fire Fist-Hang Tian!"

In an instant, a gigantic fist of fire appeared out of thin air, its surging heat seemingly distorting the air itself.

The poor trees and weeds, unable to withstand the torment of being frozen and then roasted, cleanly and neatly turned into fragments and drifted away with the wind.

Giant fist against giant python!

In terms of destructive power, fire magic is undoubtedly stronger, but Wang Zhengbing used a mid-level level 2 spell, which has a higher level.

The two skills clashed, unleashing shockwaves that created chaos and flying sand and stones across the field.

The others weren't fools either, and this wasn't the time to be polite, so they took advantage of the low visibility and unleashed a barrage of spells on each other.

The battle lasted a full ten minutes, with both sides revealing all their cards.

From the initial clash of magic to the later battle of magical artifacts, it all ended with Wang Zhengbing's magic-slaying artifact cutting through Lu Yan's shield artifact.

The scene was completely destroyed. All the trees had been uprooted, and huge craters were visible everywhere on the ground. The air had turned a yellowish haze, and the wind stung your face when it brushed against your skin.

"Lu Yan, I curse you, immortal! Give me a straight answer, will you surrender or not!" Wang Zhengbing panted heavily, holding a dark gold demon-slaying tool in his hand.

Lu Yan was incredibly frustrated!

Damn it, these damned family retainers, if they're so capable, let's take off our gear and fight hand-to-hand!

The Fire Squad has been subdued; some are injured, others are bedridden. If the opposing side hadn't been wary of the Judgment Council, most of them would have been reduced to ashes.

His magical energy was completely exhausted, and he had no chance to turn the tide.

"Wang family, I will definitely come back!" Lu Yan declared fiercely, "Let's retreat!"

The group quickly retreated, not lingering any longer.

The Wang family's retainers breathed a sigh of relief when they saw them leave.

"Damn, these bastards are really good at fighting."

"Lu Yan's Fierce Fist has already reached the second level of the intermediate stage. If its power were any stronger, we wouldn't be able to finish this today."

"My nebula is almost depleted; I used too much magic just now."

"Me too, Uncle Bing, shall we go back now?"

The Wang family members looked at Wang Zhengbing, who frowned in thought and said, "No, let's get the spirit seed out and take it back today!"

Everyone was shocked.

A young mage said, "Uncle Bing, didn't you say that spirit seeds have a short shelf life? Won't it cause problems if we take them out now?"

"That's still better than having it taken by someone else!"

Wang Zhengbing said, "If the Fire Flame Squad doesn't get the spirit seed, they won't let us off easy either. In less than a day, the whole of Yang City, no, the surrounding cities, will know that a spirit seed has been found here."

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

If there's a 300% profit, these flies will dare to commit any crime, even risking being blasted to death by a mid-level mage.

The ready-made spirit seed is right here; it's more cost-effective than a warrior-level spirit essence!

"There's no reason to guard against thieves for a thousand days. First, escort the spirit seed to the family, store it in a container, and send it to the Demon Capital immediately!"

Wang Zhengbing was the head of the Wang family's ancestral hall, and his word was law. Everyone quickly sprang into action.

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"boom!!!!!"

After the loud bang, a clear spring was suddenly blasted open, leaving only a charred crater.

This light-elemental spirit seed is not well hidden; it is often revealed when the elemental seed begins to influence the surrounding environment.

After the huge hole exploded, it was as if a seal had been broken, and a fierce beam of light shot into the sky.

Everyone present closed their eyes, feeling the burning pain coming from their eyelids.

"It truly is top-notch!" Wang Zhengbing exclaimed.

This light-elemental spirit seed, named "Fluorescence," can increase the power of basic magic by 2.5 times, placing it above average compared to other spirit seeds.

However, the most exquisite aspect of fluorescence lies not in its amplification, but in its additional characteristic—constant temperature.

Even at the bottom of a deep spring, the hot spring water can be generated by natural sunlight, and the ice shards on the battlefield have melted in no time after it comes out of the water.

Wang Zhengbing had heard from the family head that the second young master of the Zhao family in Shanghai had awakened the light element, the most useless attribute. Even if he cultivated it to the intermediate level, all his skills would be defensive.

Would a prodigy from such a prestigious family be content to be a turtle-shell mage?

This spirit seed can be said to have catered to its preferences.

By absorbing fluorescence, light magic energy can be condensed at a constant temperature, achieving the effect of burning flames. With a 2.5x amplification, it is not inferior to fire mages of the same level!

As for Young Master Zhao's level being too low to absorb it?

That's your Zhao family's business. Whether you store it using special methods or distribute it to others, it has nothing to do with our small family.

"Be careful, you guys, clean up the battlefield."

Wang Zhengbing gave instructions and casually asked one of the guards who came to help, "Besides the Fire Squad, no one else has come in, right?"

The guard confirmed, "No one else, just those six!"

"That's good. Once this is over, I won't let any of those six people go... Wait, how many did you say?!"

The guard was startled and stammered, "Six...six."

"There were definitely five just now..." Wang Zhengbing's breathing quickened, and a sudden unease welled up in his heart. He turned his head sharply and saw a figure rapidly approaching!

"go to hell!"

"Ice Lock·Bone Grinding!"

Wang Zhengbing roared and released all his remaining magical energy, no longer considering whether to spare anyone's life, determined to nip all potential threats in the bud!

Faced with the oncoming icy aura, the opponent neither dodged nor avoided it; a golden star trail flashed by.

Wang Zhengbing wasn't sure if he was seeing things, but he felt that the color of the star trails wasn't quite right, as if it had some red mixed in.

Chapter 27 Everyone's Winning Too Much

How powerful are intermediate-level spells?

There have been many different opinions in the magical world regarding this issue.

A more authoritative statement is that, without a spirit seed or talent, the base power of magic of the same level increases by double.

For example, Fireburst Burst is twice as powerful as Fireburst Bone Burn and four times as powerful as Fireburst Burn.

When stardust transforms into a nebula, the number of stardust increases from seven to forty-nine, and its power increases sevenfold.

Xu Fang is currently a beginner-level second-tier mage. According to this formula, he is fourteen times worse than a mid-level first-tier mage.

The best Heavenly Seed seems to only have a twelve-fold amplification effect!

Throughout the entire kingdom, only the demonized Mo Fan could achieve this effect!

But Xu Fang also succeeded.

With only light and fire elements, its power is twice that of a mage of the same rank.

When the golden star and the crimson star ring lit up simultaneously, the amplification reached the level of a top-tier soul seed: six times.

This is not enough.

When Xu Fang used his high-temperature core to build up his power, the power doubled again, resulting in a twelve-fold increase!

The raging waves on the train and the icy barriers before us could only temporarily retreat in the face of this blazing inferno!

In the sky, the icy blue mist had perished along with the golden light, leaving only the residual elemental fluctuations in the air to remind people that the astonishing scene just now was not an illusion.

Wang Zhengbing stared intently at Xu Fang and said, word by word, "Spirit! Seed!"

He made the same judgment as Lü Wanqing: Xu Fang's strange-looking skill was clearly due to the absorption of the characteristics of some kind of top-grade spiritual seed.

Only intermediate-level mages can absorb spirit seeds; this is a well-known fact in the magical world.

A mid-level mage possessing a spirit seed, even if he's only at the first level of mid-level, could easily defeat me in my prime...

“You have no grudge against us. If you can compromise, our Wang family is willing to give you satisfactory compensation.”

Wang Zhengbing said.

Xu Fang remained silent. Beside him, a broad greatsword and a heavy shield rose up one after the other, and points of light appeared on his feet.

"Demon-slaying tools, demon-shielding tools, and demon-slaying tools..."

Wang Zhengbing's face turned extremely ugly: "Are you sure you want to oppose my Wang family?"

"To let him go or not to let him go." The large mask made it impossible for anyone to see Xu Fang's expression, but his arrogant attitude of "he'd rather die than not leave" enraged everyone present.

"You're dreaming! We are the most loyal warriors of the Wang family. We would rather die than let you take the Spirit Seed away!"

One person in the crowd shouted, and everyone responded.

"That's right, if you want the spirit seed, you'll have to step over our corpses!"

Even if we are burned to death or cut in half by demon-slaying tools, we will never let you succeed!

"Just give up on that idea!"

"Let's all charge together, even if half of us die, we refuse to believe we can't save him!"

The crowd was furious, wishing they could all spit on this bastard and choke him to death right there.

But actions speak louder than words; no matter how stubborn they were, not one of them dared to take a step.

Xu Fang ignored them and looked only at Wang Zhengbing: "Will you move or not?"

Wang Zhengbing's face was extremely ugly, and he struggled for several seconds. Finally, when he saw Xu Fang impatiently place his hand on the demon-slaying tool, he quickly spoke up: "Let us pass! We'll let you pass!"

Everyone stared at him in shock: "Uncle Bing!"