Full-Time Magister: Summoning Eight Demons at the Start

They were killed before they even made a move!

How is he supposed to face the world after this?!

……

"so hot!"

"Is that a wyvern? A wyvern that can change size?"

"This is the first time I've ever heard of this..."

"That just now looked like a mind-based spell, right? A mind spell that instantly covered tens of thousands of people, this teacher... is a high-level mage?!"

"Which clan are you from? I've never heard of them..."

The stands became noisy again.

A high-ranking mage who looks about the same age as them?!

"High-level...that's going too far..."

In the audience seats of the Lei family, Xu Zhaoting looked dazed.

"What's wrong?" the girl next to him asked.

"You...you don't know this person either, do you?"

"Uh... um." Xu Zhaoting nodded with a bitter expression.

"He and Mo Fan both came from Bocheng. We were classmates before."

Is this what a true genius is like? No wonder Teacher Tang Yue used to say, "Don't underestimate Lü Cheng, they're not even from the same world." He used to be a little unconvinced...

"Bo Cheng, classmate?" Zhang Lulu looked confused.

"He... Zhaoting, you haven't mistaken him for someone else, have you?"

How could a high-level mage of the same age as them be possible?

Even if so, they must be geniuses that only the imperial clans could cultivate, right?

How could he possibly come from a small place like Bocheng?

"Everyone in Bo City knows about his dragon summon that can change size; once you've seen it, you can't forget it," Xu Zhaoting said with a wry smile.

He had been saved twice by that dragon, and he could never forget that man who liked to tease humans and had such a human-like look in his eyes.

……

"Those who can't cast intermediate-level spells shouldn't go up. Having backbone and being stupid are two different things." Dean Xiao couldn't stand it anymore.

In fact, if all the geniuses from prestigious families among this group of students were willing to participate, Mo Fan wouldn't have been able to hold on. However, those young people are all concerned about their reputation and would never join forces to fight.

After all, it's not very respectable to win when a group of people gang up on one person, and it would be even more embarrassing if they were to lose unexpectedly.

Just like Bai Zangfeng just now.

If we're not confident, we might as well not do anything; after all, it won't cause them any loss.

"Is no one here?" Lu Cheng asked.

"If no one's left, the game is over. The winner of this match is..."

"Wait a moment!"

"It's our classmate Mo Fan!"

"The Beast Fighting Tournament has come to an end! All departmental resources for this semester belong to the Summoning Department!"

As if he hadn't heard anything, Lü Cheng grabbed Mo Fan's right hand and announced the result of the match.

"Wait! I want to challenge!" Mu Nujiao jumped down from the audience.

"The competition is over, what are you going to challenge?" Lü Cheng asked.

“I…” Mu Nujiao was stunned.

"Dean, he..."

Several department heads turned to Dean Xiao for help.

They dared not go against Lü Cheng; that commander-level dragon could have wiped them out!

"Ahem, he's the referee." Dean Xiao coughed twice, clearly not intending to get involved.

"Brother Cheng, how about I fight her?" Mo Fan whispered.

Anyone with eyes could see that Lü Cheng was helping him, probably worried that he didn't have enough magic power. But how could he back down at such a moment to flirt with a girl?

Lu Cheng glanced sideways slightly. "Hmm?"

Damn it, don't you know I'm working overtime right now?

Every second you delay is forcing me to work overtime!

Mo Fan felt a chill run down his spine. "You're right! The race was over before you ran down. You're not giving my brother Cheng any face!"

"Want to fight? Fine! Go ahead and try it with me, Cheng-ge!"

Now that we have the resources, we'll stop stirring up trouble.

"Damn! This guy is shameless!"

"Exactly! How could a mid-level mage possibly fight a high-level mage?"

"Dean Xiao! I'm reporting this! These two must have conspired beforehand!"

"Yes! They're in cahoots!"

"Yes! We refuse to accept!"

"..."

Upon seeing Mo Fan's shameless behavior, the audience erupted in a chorus of curses.

Mo Fan was about to lose, but the match was forcibly ended. What kind of logic is this?

"Not convinced?" With a wave of his hand, Lü Cheng instantly restored Xiaotian to its massive body, over a hundred meters tall, hovering above the arena. A suffocating, overwhelming feeling suddenly descended upon it!

"Anyone who disagrees, step forward."

"..."

The scene fell silent.

"I'll say it again, if you disagree, step forward." Lu Cheng surveyed the audience, and the thousands of students in the audience all avoided his gaze.

"It seems everyone agrees, so..."

"I refuse to accept this!" Mu Nujiao stepped forward.

"I haven't played it yet."

Although she didn't know why Lü Cheng was helping this guy, she couldn't just stand by and watch her resources be taken away by someone else.

"Do you really want to fight that badly?" Lu Cheng slowly approached Mu Nujiao, lowered his head, and their eyes met.

"Mm." Mu Nujiao nodded.

"If you want to fight, I'll fight with you tonight. But now, give me some face and don't fight, okay?" Lu Cheng patted Mu Nujiao's head.

“I…” Mu Nujiao’s ears turned red.

Why does she always feel like Lü Cheng is treating her like a child?

"Good boy, go back and sit down."

"Oh……"

Mu Nujiao nodded, her face flushed, and jogged back to her seat.

"..."

Mo Fan was completely bewildered.

Holy crap? So you two know each other?

Damn! Thank goodness I didn't flirt!

"Sister Mu, what's wrong?" Ai Tutu asked, looking puzzled.

Mu Nujiao would never be so obedient when it comes to fighting.

“I…” Mu Nujiao suddenly came to her senses.

"Why am I back?"

"..."

"I don't agree!"

In the audience, a boy stood up again.

“Dean Xiao, we are indeed no match for him. However, for students like us who come from poor backgrounds and have always relied on the public resources provided by the school to maintain our cultivation, we are competing with those who have abundant resources and can be admitted to Mingzhu Academy with less than a third of our efforts. Even a little bit of resources is very important to us!”

"So?" Dean Xiao took off his glasses.

"You think he's better than you because he has more superior resources? Is his strength a given?"