Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

"Xu Fang is in deep trouble now. Once the prison formed by Kunzhi Forest is established, there is basically no way he can escape!"

"Damn! Are mid-level spells really that worthless? One mid-level spell in one element is one thing, but two mid-level spells in two elements? Are we even supposed to live?"

Previously, Wind Plate Tornado had already made everyone look at Mu Nujiao in a new light.

Now, the use of the Forest of Emptiness makes it even more unbelievable that this was done by a freshman from a university!

This is something that would not only amaze freshmen, but also make upperclassmen feel ashamed.

Mu Nujiao's strength was deeply etched in the hearts of everyone present.

However, Mu Nujiao's expression did not relax in the slightest.

Through the messages conveyed to her by the plants, she was horrified to discover that her Kun Forest was actually blocked by a force, and she could not break in from any direction!

Not only that, in just a short while, his tornado was surrounded by chains of ice.

It looked like lines, with countless streams of icy energy gushing out!

Judging by this, they're clearly going to use extreme cold to freeze the tornado into a giant torch-shaped ice cream that costs only one yuan!

On one side is the wildly growing Kunzhi Forest.

On the other side was a tornado that was spinning slower and slower.

The interplay of movement and stillness creates a scene that is both strange and strangely harmonious.

Both mages vanished, and despite the lack of intense magical clashes, the audience instinctively held their breath.

They knew that whoever emerged first would be the ultimate victor.

Inside the tornado.

Mu Nujiao gritted her teeth and channeled her magical energy, trying to make the tornado even fiercer and shake off the annoying cold.

But reality is always contrary to expectations. As a touch of icy blue appeared, it was as if an accelerator button had been pressed, and the icy blue began to expand wildly.

Chapter 113 It’s useless to give you a chance

Click, click, click! ! !

With a sickeningly loud sound, the tornado came to a complete stop, turning into an ice prison with no blind spots!

What made Mu Nujiao's heart sink even more was that her magical energy was being consumed at an alarming rate.

"how come!"

What Mu Nujiao didn't know was that Xu Fang had placed a cluster of will-o'-the-wisps on her body when she released the plant seeds.

The more she manipulated her magic to try and drive away the icy aura from the tornado, the faster the will-o'-the-wisp absorbed it, and the more immense the icy aura became.

In fact, Xu Fang had a much simpler and faster way of fighting.

For example, using the scorching sun.

With the will-o'-the-wisp locked on, there's nowhere to run. If it were to use its high-temperature core to build up its power, a mid-level mage would be knocked down one by one, or two by two.

Or, to be even less concerned with martial ethics, you could just use a stellar shot and take advantage of your opponent's inattention to deliver a sneak attack. That's how the monk fell to the lynx back then.

—There's no need for that.

Mo Fan and Mu Nujiao are not enemies. He didn't even release a decent spell, and he was knocked off the stage in one move in front of the entire department. How can he face anyone after this?

Just like Bai Zangfeng who challenged Mo Fan before, he was struck off the stage by a bolt of lightning before he could even finish his tough talk, losing all face.

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In this unequal contest of magical power, Mu Nujiao was the first to give in.

Without further magical energy support, Kunzhi Forest abruptly ceased its growth.

Xu Fang strolled out and walked over to the "Big Torch," placing his hand on it.

Bang!

With a loud crack, the torch shattered into a pile of ice shards, revealing Mu Nujiao inside, her lips white from the cold.

"I lost." Mu Nujiao took a deep breath.

I lost!

After Mu Nujiao said this, the entire fighting arena fell silent.

After a long while, the fighting hall erupted into complete chaos, as if it had exploded!

With the invincible Mu Nujiao fallen, what will they use to compete with Xu Fang?

Xu Fang, hands in his pockets, with that handsome yet irritating smile, looked at the spectator stands: "Next."

No one responded; instead, a chorus of cries and wails erupted, with some shouting about their hardships and trying to persuade Xu Fang to give up his plunder of resources.

Several department heads frowned simultaneously.

Hearing the cries coming from all directions, Xu Fang remained unmoved, and repeated, "Who else?"

A boy suddenly stood up, his face showing arrogance and stubbornness, and angrily rebuked:

"Enough! How could someone like you, a scion of a powerful family who reached the middle level early on thanks to family resources, possibly understand the feelings of us commoner magicians? How could you possibly know the hardships we endure competing for even a little bit of resources?"

"Oh?" Xu Fang looked at the others: "You all think so too?"

No one spoke.

Xu Fang laughed: "Do you think that scions of aristocratic families are superior to others?"

"of course not!"

"Then what makes you judge me to be from a noble family, just because I've entered the intermediate stage? In your mind, only scions of noble families can advance so quickly?"

"me···"

The boy was momentarily speechless and angrily retorted, "That's sophistry! You're dodging my question!"

"Whether it's sophistry or not, you know in your heart." Xu Fang's expression remained unchanged: "You say you're avoiding the question, fine, then I'll answer you directly. I'm not from a prominent family. Mo Fan, who just came on stage, and I'm from the same hometown. Our hometown is—"

Looking around at everyone, Xu Fang uttered a name: "Bo Cheng".

Bocheng? ???

The city of Bozhou, which was reported in news reports more than a year ago as a place where the whole country observed a moment of silence?

That disaster has not been forgotten to this day. It is said that the actual number of deaths was in the tens of thousands, and that number would have been even higher if it had not been for the timely intervention of the military magistrates.

A blood-red alert, rivers of blood flowing, a true hell on earth.

"This blond guy has exposed all my secrets. How am I supposed to date rich girls now?" Mo Fan shouted from the audience.

Several department heads on the judging panel also remained silent.

They still remembered that among the recommendation letters Xu Fang had presented, one was signed by Bo Cheng Zhan Kong.

"There was no need to waste so much breath on you, but you are all the rising stars that Dean Xiao spoke of, destined to change the world."

Xu Fang's words made the boy's face burn.

"My second question is, you said you were unaware of the difficulties you faced in competing for resources. Well then, may I ask you, did you even compete?"

"You didn't even go on stage; you were just cheering for others the whole time, placing your hopes on them!"

The boy argued, "I'm just a beginner mage..."

Xu Fang quickly replied, "Alright, I'll only use basic magic against you, light or ice magic, you can choose, no need for magical tools or artifacts, wanna come on?"

The proud boy really wanted to go on stage, to prove that he wasn't the coward Xu Fang described, and to beat Xu Fang up in front of the whole school!

In just a few seconds, all sorts of exciting scenes flashed through my mind.

But his legs felt like they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move an inch.

The truth was something he was unwilling to admit and felt deeply humiliated—he dared not go up.

Xu Fang laughed: "See? I gave you a chance, but you still couldn't use it."

Those who are afraid of death and dare not compete may survive in this dangerous world, but they will never become shining stars of magic.

Taking risks is unavoidable, and risking one's life is unavoidable; the more you try to escape, the more you will lose.

Just like Xu Fang.

He could have easily avoided going to the ancient capital and fighting dangerous entities like the Terracotta Army and the ghostly soldiers. But if he hadn't gone, how would he have earned the right to visit the Wild Goose Pagoda? How would he have inventing the bomb by chance?

He had absolutely no need to return to Bo City; the Crimson Guard could have easily buried him, a mid-level mage. But he went back anyway, saving countless lives that should have perished.

In Brazil, facing a high-level mage, he could have easily abandoned Jiang Shaoxu and Jiang Yu, thus avoiding the need to crush the dangerous purple bead. But he stayed, risking his life to defeat the formidable enemy.

There's no such thing as smooth sailing or guaranteed victory.

In the magical realm, brute force > resources > talent!

This aloof guy either needs to go on stage and fight Xu Fang to the death, or stop complaining about losing resources. He should be able to do one of those things!

"Next!"

For a full five minutes, no one responded. Xu Fang looked at Dean Xiao and said, "Dean, shouldn't we announce the final results now?"

Dean Xiao nodded: "In that case, all the public resources for this year's new students will be allocated to Xu Fang."

He looked at the student with great interest; he hadn't encountered such an interesting student in many years.

As a student of the Light element, I somehow managed to join this grand event that originally belonged to the Summoning element.

History professor Qiu Yuhua watched with great interest: "It's like Cao Cao in the Three Kingdoms period, who used the emperor to command the feudal lords."

"Pa bang bang..."

Hu Xingyu was the first to applaud, but he didn't stop there. His sharp gaze swept across his own seats—didn't you see that our department won? How come you have no sense of collective honor at all?

The students from the Light Department all gave a wry smile.

It's not that they care about the resources; Young Master's Nest doesn't care about these meager sums. If they're gone, they're gone.

The main problem is that being so arrogant really attracts a lot of hatred!

Didn't you hear what Professor Qiu said? This guy looks like Cao Cao! Who in the world doesn't want to kill Cao Cao?!

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