Full-Time Magister: I Have a Crafting Spawn

The second test is about to begin.

Wei Rong remained standing on the high platform, holding a stack of challenge lists he had just collected.

The challenge list, as the name suggests, is where students fill in the names of the people they want to challenge, and once confirmed, it cannot be changed.

"Jiang Chuan, you're still the one to go on stage," Wei Rong said.

Jiang Chuan stepped into the dueling arena once again, waiting to challenge his first opponent.

Wei Rong glanced at the challenge list in his hand.

Jiang Chuan didn't have many challengers, only seven, six of whom were disciples of aristocratic families. The only one who wasn't a disciple of an aristocratic family was Ding Yumin.

Why this situation has arisen is obvious even to a fool.

Ordinary students are unlikely to possess mind-control artifacts, so they are completely helpless against Jiang Chuan's mind magic.

Only disciples from aristocratic families have the financial resources for this. Without a mind-controlling artifact, the only option is to awaken the mind-controlling ability like Ding Yumin.

"Director, let me go first." Dongfang Lie stepped forward and volunteered.

"Okay, you go ahead." Wei Rong nodded in agreement.

Dongfang Lie stood on the opposite side of the river, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

For this monthly test, he specially prepared a high-quality mind magic artifact, which was enough to withstand mind magic below the high level.

"Jiang Chuan? I wonder if you can withstand one of my punches without your mind magic?" Dongfang Lie revealed a smug smile, a purple ring on his finger shining brightly.

"You'll know once you try," Jiang Chuan said.

Neither of them exchanged many words.

The test has begun.

As the fist rubbed against the air, a burst of flames instantly ignited around Dongfang Lie, the heat contained within a meter, its imposing aura was awe-inspiring!

However, he was just about to unleash the Nine Palaces Fierce Fist, imbued with fighting spirit.

Before the flames even erupted, his pupils constricted sharply.

Jiang Chuan's flames were even more intense than his, and they had already reached within five meters of him.

There's simply no way to avoid that distance!

"Damn it, how could it be so fast?!"

"BOOM!!"

The earth split open, and a crimson pillar shot straight into the sky.

At this point, Dongfang Lie's figure was no longer visible; he had been completely engulfed by flames from all directions, and all people could see was a sea of ​​red and air distorted by the intense heat.

The flames surged, and even some students near the dueling arena couldn't withstand the heat and chose to move away.

Flames roared, and people stared wide-eyed.

"How can Jiang Chuan's Fierce Fist Nine Palaces be so powerful? It's completely different from what I've seen before!" Among the students of the Fire Academy, someone was filled with horror.

"Could it be that Jiang Chuan, like Dongfang Lie, possesses innate talent?"

"ah?!"

Unlike the students, Wei Rong and the other teachers present saw that Jiang Chuan's flames had an essence far beyond ordinary flames.

"It's the Seed of Elements, no doubt about it, it must be the Seed of Elements," said a teacher with white eyebrows.

"Why didn't Jiang Chuan have an elemental seed in the last beast fighting competition?" Wei Rong frowned. He also thought it was an elemental seed, but he was puzzled by the red flames Jiang Chuan released.

Unless it's the most common elemental seed, it can usually cause a fire mage's flames to change color.

Jiangchuan's flames were the same color as ordinary flames.

However, the power of fire magic is clearly not something that ordinary elemental seeds can provide.

Or perhaps all the teachers present made the wrong judgment.

Jiang Chuan's flames were created by his special talent, but they just looked like elemental seeds.

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"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~ ...

The overwhelmingly powerful flames left everyone in the audience stunned.

Some disciples from powerful families thought that Dongfang Lie was holding a trump card and was about to launch a counterattack, but the scene they were expecting did not appear until the flames dissipated.

In the center of the dissipating flames, Dongfang Lie, clad in armor and demonic gear, knelt on the ground, utterly dejected.

He had assumed that with his innate talent, his magical power was in no way inferior to Jiang Chuan's.

He thought that with the mind-control artifact protecting him, he would be able to seize the initiative.

But Jiang Chuan's incredibly swift flames, and their terrifying power, all told him:

"You're just a weakling, someone with a powerful family background and abundant cultivation resources who can't even compare to a commoner mage!"

"I... am weak..." Dongfang Lie murmured to himself. He raised his head and quietly watched Jiang Chuan slowly walk towards him.

Oh.

Jiang Chuan's arrogant performance in the beast fighting tournament will surely make him laugh at himself.

However, Jiang Chuan walked over and extended his right hand, smiling, "Are you alright? If you're not hurt, get up quickly. Go back and work hard, I'll be waiting for your next challenge."

"You..." Dongfang Lie was taken aback.

The next second, he smiled and shook his head, took Jiang Chuan's hand and stood up, his eyes no longer showing any contempt for the commoner mage: "Thank you for showing mercy just now."

"You're welcome."

Jiang Chuan did indeed hold back just now; otherwise, given Dongfang Lie's current fire resistance without having absorbed the spirit seed, even with the armor and magic tools, he wouldn't be able to withstand the penetrating power of the flames.

It's more likely that he suffocated to death inside the armored magical artifact.

Don't forget, he didn't even use Ember Flame!

"Your fire element must have absorbed a spirit seed, right? By the time I stand in the dueling arena again, I should have a spirit seed too. I'll challenge you again then." Dongfang Lie's eyes were resolute.

"Alright, I'll be waiting for your challenge."

Jiang Chuan watched Dongfang Lie leave the stage, and Wei Rong's voice rang out:

"Dongfang Lie's challenge failed. Who wants to take on the challenge next? Should I choose someone, or should we simply forfeit?"

"This..." After seeing Dongfang Lie's crushing defeat, all the disciples from the aristocratic families who wanted to challenge Jiang Chuan hesitated.

Even their strongest member, Dongfang Lie, suffered such a crushing defeat; they didn't think they could beat Jiang Chuan if they went up there.

"I abstain."

With the first person abstaining, the remaining disciples from various aristocratic families quickly followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, only Ding Yumin's name remained on the challenge list.

Wei Rong's face was as cold as frost, and his icy gaze fell on Ding Yumin:

"Ding Yumin, are you going to go up and challenge, or will you just forfeit?"

"I want to challenge." A pleasant voice rang out, and Ding Yumin stepped into the dueling arena without hesitation.

Wei Rong's expression softened slightly. He turned to the aristocratic disciples who had chosen to give up and yelled, "This is what aristocratic disciples are like! None of you have the courage to even step onto the stage! A bunch of useless trash!"

As the head of a department at Mingzhu Academy, he was already a target for various powerful forces to win him over. Let alone insulting him, even if he beat him up, as long as he didn't cripple them, the aristocratic families would basically not hold him accountable, and might even praise him for his good management.

Upon hearing the insults, the disciples of the aristocratic families shrank back like cowards, none of them wanting to risk their lives by contradicting Wei Rong at this critical moment.

Let's just honestly get through the monthly test.

"Jiang Chuan, can you use your full strength? I know you haven't been using your full power yet. I hope you can use your full strength in this duel," Ding Yumin said earnestly.

Jiang Chuan was somewhat surprised.

Did Ding Yumin see through my disguise after I hid it so well?

As if she had heard Jiang Chuan's thoughts, Ding Yumin smiled at him.

"Alright, I'll be waiting for your challenge."

Jiang Chuan watched Dongfang Lie leave the stage, and Wei Rong's voice rang out:

"Dongfang Lie's challenge failed. Who wants to take on the challenge next? Should I choose someone, or should we simply forfeit?"

"This..." After seeing Dongfang Lie's crushing defeat, all the disciples from the aristocratic families who wanted to challenge Jiang Chuan hesitated.

Even their strongest member, Dongfang Lie, suffered such a crushing defeat; they didn't think they could beat Jiang Chuan if they went up there.

"I abstain."

With the first person abstaining, the remaining disciples from various aristocratic families quickly followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, only Ding Yumin's name remained on the challenge list.

Wei Rong's face was as cold as frost, and his icy gaze fell on Ding Yumin:

"Ding Yumin, are you going to go up and challenge, or will you just forfeit?"

"I want to challenge." A pleasant voice rang out, and Ding Yumin stepped into the dueling arena without hesitation.

Wei Rong's expression softened slightly. He turned to the aristocratic disciples who had chosen to give up and yelled, "This is what aristocratic disciples are like! None of you have the courage to even step onto the stage! A bunch of useless trash!"

As the head of a department at Mingzhu Academy, he was already a target for various powerful forces to win him over. Let alone insulting him, even if he beat him up, as long as he didn't cripple them, the aristocratic families would basically not hold him accountable, and might even praise him for his good management.

Upon hearing the insults, the disciples of the aristocratic families shrank back like cowards, none of them wanting to risk their lives by contradicting Wei Rong at this critical moment.

Let's just honestly get through the monthly test.

"Jiang Chuan, can you use your full strength? I know you haven't been using your full power yet. I hope you can use your full strength in this duel," Ding Yumin said earnestly.

Jiang Chuan was somewhat surprised.

Did Ding Yumin see through my disguise after I hid it so well?

As if she had heard Jiang Chuan's thoughts, Ding Yumin smiled at him.

"Alright, I'll be waiting for your challenge."

Jiang Chuan watched Dongfang Lie leave the stage, and Wei Rong's voice rang out:

"Dongfang Lie's challenge failed. Who wants to take on the challenge next? Should I choose someone, or should we simply forfeit?"

"This..." After seeing Dongfang Lie's crushing defeat, all the disciples from the aristocratic families who wanted to challenge Jiang Chuan hesitated.

Even their strongest member, Dongfang Lie, suffered such a crushing defeat; they didn't think they could beat Jiang Chuan if they went up there.

"I abstain."

With the first person abstaining, the remaining disciples from various aristocratic families quickly followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, only Ding Yumin's name remained on the challenge list.

Wei Rong's face was as cold as frost, and his icy gaze fell on Ding Yumin:

"Ding Yumin, are you going to go up and challenge, or will you just forfeit?"

"I want to challenge." A pleasant voice rang out, and Ding Yumin stepped into the dueling arena without hesitation.

Wei Rong's expression softened slightly. He turned to the aristocratic disciples who had chosen to give up and yelled, "This is what aristocratic disciples are like! None of you have the courage to even step onto the stage! A bunch of useless trash!"

As the head of a department at Mingzhu Academy, he was already a target for various powerful forces to win him over. Let alone insulting him, even if he beat him up, as long as he didn't cripple them, the aristocratic families would basically not hold him accountable, and might even praise him for his good management.

Upon hearing the insults, the disciples of the aristocratic families shrank back like cowards, none of them wanting to risk their lives by contradicting Wei Rong at this critical moment.

Let's just honestly get through the monthly test.

"Jiang Chuan, can you use your full strength? I know you haven't been using your full power yet. I hope you can use your full strength in this duel," Ding Yumin said earnestly.

Jiang Chuan was somewhat surprised.

Did Ding Yumin see through my disguise after I hid it so well?

As if she had heard Jiang Chuan's thoughts, Ding Yumin smiled at him.

"Your fire element must have absorbed a spirit seed, right? By the time I stand in the dueling arena again, I should have a spirit seed too. I'll challenge you again then." Dongfang Lie's eyes were resolute.

"Alright, I'll be waiting for your challenge."

Jiang Chuan watched Dongfang Lie leave the stage, and Wei Rong's voice rang out:

"Dongfang Lie's challenge failed. Who wants to take on the challenge next? Should I choose someone, or should we simply forfeit?"

"This..." After seeing Dongfang Lie's crushing defeat, all the disciples from the aristocratic families who wanted to challenge Jiang Chuan hesitated.

Even their strongest member, Dongfang Lie, suffered such a crushing defeat; they didn't think they could beat Jiang Chuan if they went up there.

"I abstain."

With the first person abstaining, the remaining disciples from various aristocratic families quickly followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, only Ding Yumin's name remained on the challenge list.

Wei Rong's face was as cold as frost, and his icy gaze fell on Ding Yumin:

"Ding Yumin, are you going to go up and challenge, or will you just forfeit?"

"I want to challenge." A pleasant voice rang out, and Ding Yumin stepped into the dueling arena without hesitation.

Wei Rong's expression softened slightly. He turned to the aristocratic disciples who had chosen to give up and yelled, "This is what aristocratic disciples are like! None of you have the courage to even step onto the stage! A bunch of useless trash!"

As the head of a department at Mingzhu Academy, he was already a target for various powerful forces to win him over. Let alone insulting him, even if he beat him up, as long as he didn't cripple them, the aristocratic families would basically not hold him accountable, and might even praise him for his good management.

Upon hearing the insults, the disciples of the aristocratic families shrank back like cowards, none of them wanting to risk their lives by contradicting Wei Rong at this critical moment.

Let's just honestly get through the monthly test.

"Jiang Chuan, can you use your full strength? I know you haven't been using your full power yet. I hope you can use your full strength in this duel," Ding Yumin said earnestly.

Jiang Chuan was somewhat surprised.

Did Ding Yumin see through my disguise after I hid it so well?

As if she had heard Jiang Chuan's thoughts, Ding Yumin smiled at him.

"Alright, I'll be waiting for your challenge."

Jiang Chuan watched Dongfang Lie leave the stage, and Wei Rong's voice rang out:

"Dongfang Lie's challenge failed. Who wants to take on the challenge next? Should I choose someone, or should we simply forfeit?"

"This..." After seeing Dongfang Lie's crushing defeat, all the disciples from the aristocratic families who wanted to challenge Jiang Chuan hesitated.

Even their strongest member, Dongfang Lie, suffered such a crushing defeat; they didn't think they could beat Jiang Chuan if they went up there.

"I abstain."

With the first person abstaining, the remaining disciples from various aristocratic families quickly followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, only Ding Yumin's name remained on the challenge list.

Wei Rong's face was as cold as frost, and his icy gaze fell on Ding Yumin:

"Ding Yumin, are you going to go up and challenge, or will you just forfeit?"

"I want to challenge." A pleasant voice rang out, and Ding Yumin stepped into the dueling arena without hesitation.

Wei Rong's expression softened slightly. He turned to the aristocratic disciples who had chosen to give up and yelled, "This is what aristocratic disciples are like! None of you have the courage to even step onto the stage! A bunch of useless trash!"

As the head of a department at Mingzhu Academy, he was already a target for various powerful forces to win him over. Let alone insulting him, even if he beat him up, as long as he didn't cripple them, the aristocratic families would basically not hold him accountable, and might even praise him for his good management.

Upon hearing the insults, the disciples of the aristocratic families shrank back like cowards, none of them wanting to risk their lives by contradicting Wei Rong at this critical moment.

Let's just honestly get through the monthly test.

"Jiang Chuan, can you use your full strength? I know you haven't been using your full power yet. I hope you can use your full strength in this duel," Ding Yumin said earnestly.

Jiang Chuan was somewhat surprised.

Did Ding Yumin see through my disguise after I hid it so well?

As if she had heard Jiang Chuan's thoughts, Ding Yumin smiled at him.

"Alright, I'll be waiting for your challenge."

Jiang Chuan watched Dongfang Lie leave the stage, and Wei Rong's voice rang out:

"Dongfang Lie's challenge failed. Who wants to take on the challenge next? Should I choose someone, or should we simply forfeit?"

"This..." After seeing Dongfang Lie's crushing defeat, all the disciples from the aristocratic families who wanted to challenge Jiang Chuan hesitated.

Even their strongest member, Dongfang Lie, suffered such a crushing defeat; they didn't think they could beat Jiang Chuan if they went up there.

"I abstain."

With the first person abstaining, the remaining disciples from various aristocratic families quickly followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, only Ding Yumin's name remained on the challenge list.

Wei Rong's face was as cold as frost, and his icy gaze fell on Ding Yumin:

"Ding Yumin, are you going to go up and challenge, or will you just forfeit?"

"I want to challenge." A pleasant voice rang out, and Ding Yumin stepped into the dueling arena without hesitation.

Wei Rong's expression softened slightly. He turned to the aristocratic disciples who had chosen to give up and yelled, "This is what aristocratic disciples are like! None of you have the courage to even step onto the stage! A bunch of useless trash!"

As the head of a department at Mingzhu Academy, he was already a target for various powerful forces to win him over. Let alone insulting him, even if he beat him up, as long as he didn't cripple them, the aristocratic families would basically not hold him accountable, and might even praise him for his good management.

Upon hearing the insults, the disciples of the aristocratic families shrank back like cowards, none of them wanting to risk their lives by contradicting Wei Rong at this critical moment.

Let's just honestly get through the monthly test.

"Jiang Chuan, can you use your full strength? I know you haven't been using your full power yet. I hope you can use your full strength in this duel," Ding Yumin said earnestly.

Jiang Chuan was somewhat surprised.

Did Ding Yumin see through my disguise after I hid it so well?

As if she had heard Jiang Chuan's thoughts, Ding Yumin smiled at him.

"Alright, I'll be waiting for your challenge."

Jiang Chuan watched Dongfang Lie leave the stage, and Wei Rong's voice rang out:

"Dongfang Lie's challenge failed. Who wants to take on the challenge next? Should I choose someone, or should we simply forfeit?"

"This..." After seeing Dongfang Lie's crushing defeat, all the disciples from the aristocratic families who wanted to challenge Jiang Chuan hesitated.

Even their strongest member, Dongfang Lie, suffered such a crushing defeat; they didn't think they could beat Jiang Chuan if they went up there.

"I abstain."

With the first person abstaining, the remaining disciples from various aristocratic families quickly followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, only Ding Yumin's name remained on the challenge list.

Wei Rong's face was as cold as frost, and his icy gaze fell on Ding Yumin:

"Ding Yumin, are you going to go up and challenge, or will you just forfeit?"

"I want to challenge." A pleasant voice rang out, and Ding Yumin stepped into the dueling arena without hesitation.

Wei Rong's expression softened slightly. He turned to the aristocratic disciples who had chosen to give up and yelled, "This is what aristocratic disciples are like! None of you have the courage to even step onto the stage! A bunch of useless trash!"

As the head of a department at Mingzhu Academy, he was already a target for various powerful forces to win him over. Let alone insulting him, even if he beat him up, as long as he didn't cripple them, the aristocratic families would basically not hold him accountable, and might even praise him for his good management.

Upon hearing the insults, the disciples of the aristocratic families shrank back like cowards, none of them wanting to risk their lives by contradicting Wei Rong at this critical moment.

Let's just honestly get through the monthly test.

"Jiang Chuan, can you use your full strength? I know you haven't been using your full power yet. I hope you can use your full strength in this duel," Ding Yumin said earnestly.

Jiang Chuan was somewhat surprised.

Did Ding Yumin see through my disguise after I hid it so well?

As if she had heard Jiang Chuan's thoughts, Ding Yumin smiled at him.

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"Alright, I'll be waiting for your challenge."

Jiang Chuan watched Dongfang Lie leave the stage, and Wei Rong's voice rang out:

"Dongfang Lie's challenge failed. Who wants to take on the challenge next? Should I choose someone, or should we simply forfeit?"

"This..." After seeing Dongfang Lie's crushing defeat, all the disciples from the aristocratic families who wanted to challenge Jiang Chuan hesitated.

Even their strongest member, Dongfang Lie, suffered such a crushing defeat; they didn't think they could beat Jiang Chuan if they went up there.

"I abstain."

With the first person abstaining, the remaining disciples from various aristocratic families quickly followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, only Ding Yumin's name remained on the challenge list.

Wei Rong's face was as cold as frost, and his icy gaze fell on Ding Yumin:

"Ding Yumin, are you going to go up and challenge, or will you just forfeit?"

"I want to challenge." A pleasant voice rang out, and Ding Yumin stepped into the dueling arena without hesitation.

Wei Rong's expression softened slightly. He turned to the aristocratic disciples who had chosen to give up and yelled, "This is what aristocratic disciples are like! None of you have the courage to even step onto the stage! A bunch of useless trash!"

As the head of a department at Mingzhu Academy, he was already a target for various powerful forces to win him over. Let alone insulting him, even if he beat him up, as long as he didn't cripple them, the aristocratic families would basically not hold him accountable, and might even praise him for his good management.

Upon hearing the insults, the disciples of the aristocratic families shrank back like cowards, none of them wanting to risk their lives by contradicting Wei Rong at this critical moment.

Let's just honestly get through the monthly test.

"Jiang Chuan, can you use your full strength? I know you haven't been using your full power yet. I hope you can use your full strength in this duel," Ding Yumin said earnestly.

Jiang Chuan was somewhat surprised.

Did Ding Yumin see through my disguise after I hid it so well?

As if she had heard Jiang Chuan's thoughts, Ding Yumin smiled at him.

"Alright, I'll be waiting for your challenge."

Jiang Chuan watched Dongfang Lie leave the stage, and Wei Rong's voice rang out:

"Dongfang Lie's challenge failed. Who wants to take on the challenge next? Should I choose someone, or should we simply forfeit?"

"This..." After seeing Dongfang Lie's crushing defeat, all the disciples from the aristocratic families who wanted to challenge Jiang Chuan hesitated.

Even their strongest member, Dongfang Lie, suffered such a crushing defeat; they didn't think they could beat Jiang Chuan if they went up there.

"I abstain."

With the first person abstaining, the remaining disciples from various aristocratic families quickly followed suit.

In the blink of an eye, only Ding Yumin's name remained on the challenge list.

Wei Rong's face was as cold as frost, and his icy gaze fell on Ding Yumin:

"Ding Yumin, are you going to go up and challenge, or will you just forfeit?"

"I want to challenge." A pleasant voice rang out, and Ding Yumin stepped into the dueling arena without hesitation.

Wei Rong's expression softened slightly. He turned to the aristocratic disciples who had chosen to give up and yelled, "This is what aristocratic disciples are like! None of you have the courage to even step onto the stage! A bunch of useless trash!"

As the head of a department at Mingzhu Academy, he was already a target for various powerful forces to win him over. Let alone insulting him, even if he beat him up, as long as he didn't cripple them, the aristocratic families would basically not hold him accountable, and might even praise him for his good management.

Upon hearing the insults, the disciples of the aristocratic families shrank back like cowards, none of them wanting to risk their lives by contradicting Wei Rong at this critical moment.

Let's just honestly get through the monthly test.

"Jiang Chuan, can you use your full strength? I know you haven't been using your full power yet. I hope you can use your full strength in this duel," Ding Yumin said earnestly.

Jiang Chuan was somewhat surprised.

Did Ding Yumin see through my disguise after I hid it so well?

As if she had heard Jiang Chuan's thoughts, Ding Yumin smiled at him.