Full-Time Magister: My Little Furnace Refines All Things

After the rain, Bocheng was washed clean of yesterday's grayness and looked brand new.

Today, the sky is exceptionally blue and clear, like a giant sapphire.

Bocheng, west of the city, Mu Family Manor.

At this moment, the entire manor is decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers, and the hall is full of guests, as they hold a coming-of-age ceremony for the head of the family's son, Mu Yuang.

Zhang Mo, at Mu Ningxue's invitation, came to watch as his eldest son, Mo Fan, beat up Yu Ang, that traitor.

At the entrance of the Mu Family Manor, Cai Tang, dressed in a bright and beautiful dress, was welcoming her teammates.

"Feishi, Wenjie, you've finally arrived! Come in quickly. We've hired the best chef in Bocheng for the manor today; we guarantee it will suit your tastes." Caitang smiled politely, looking every bit the refined lady.

"Haha, we really have Cai Tang's blessing today..."

Before Fei Shi could finish speaking, everyone's attention was drawn to a beautiful figure.

Mu Ningxue walked out of the manor, greeted her cousin Cai Tang slightly, and then stood indifferently by the welcoming red carpet, her gaze passing over the crowd and landing in the distance.

"Wow, Mu Ningxue, what brings Miss Mu out here?" a young man from a prominent family said to his companion.

"She looks like she's waiting for someone."

"How could that be? Who could she be waiting for? All the important figures in Bocheng have already arrived."

The young men nearby were all talking amongst themselves, standing motionless at the door, wanting to see who this unattainable beauty of Bocheng was waiting for.

Five minutes later.

Zhang Mo walked over here.

"Hey, is that the kid?" A young master shoved his companion and pointed at Zhang Mo.

"Probably not, this kid looks pretty ordinary."

"He's just a little handsome, but he's nowhere near as good-looking as me," one of them, with a round face, said shamelessly.

He was completely oblivious to the disdainful looks he received from others.

"Holy crap, look! Mu Ningxue is walking towards that kid."

"It really is this kid! Why?" The chubby boy with a round face said indignantly.

On the red carpet, Mu Ningxue looked at Zhang Mo as he walked towards her, and forced a somewhat awkward smile onto her icy face: "Zhang Mo, you're here."

Seeing Mu Ningxue's forced and stiff smile, Zhang Mo chuckled and joked, "Ningxue, seeing you has shown me what it means to smile in a way that looks worse than crying."

Hearing Zhang Mo's joke, Mu Ningxue's cheeks flushed slightly. She gave Zhang Mo a charming glare with her big eyes before turning and walking into the room.

Zhang Mo touched his nose, smiled, and followed.

Upon reaching the banquet hall, Mu Ningxue turned to Zhang Mo and said, "My father and some high-ranking officials from Bocheng want to see you. Are you going?"

Mu Ningxue seemed to know that Zhang Mo didn't like that kind of scene, so she asked him a question on purpose.

"Forget it, I don't have much to talk about with them. I'll just wait here for Mo Fan and Xiao Hou."

Upon hearing Zhang Mo mention Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue recalled the obsessive and extreme personality of her father's adopted son, Yu Ang, and said, "You should also try to persuade Mo Fan. In today's duel, Yu Ang might go for the kill."

Mu Ningxue also didn't think Mo Fan could defeat Yu Ang.

Because she knew how much resources her father had invested in Mu Yuang in order to teach Mo Fan a lesson for disrespecting him.

She didn't want her childhood friend to end up in such a tragic way.

"Don't worry, Mo Fan may be a bit silly, but he's not stupid. He won't do anything he's not sure he can handle."

"In my opinion, even with your father's strong support, that so-called Yu Ang is no match for Mo Fan," Zhang Mo calmly stated the facts.

Mu Ningxue was taken aback when she heard Zhang Mo's affirmative words.

If someone else had said these words, she certainly wouldn't have believed them, because they simply didn't understand the difference between ordinary people and even minor aristocratic families.

This can be seen from the fact that the number of places for the Di Sheng Quan competition has almost always been monopolized by scions of aristocratic families.

But the person who said this was Zhang Mo. He was the only magic genius in Bo City who could be compared to her, having broken through to the intermediate level of fire magic in his second year of high school and being able to unleash it.

Seeing how highly Zhang Mo regarded Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue realized that Mo Fan might have some hidden cards she didn't know about. She then said no more, bid farewell to Zhang Mo, and turned to leave.

Next, Zhang Mo strolled around the banquet hall.

Before long, a plainly dressed boy was seen eating and drinking heartily in a corner. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Mo Fan.

Looking at the dozen or so plates stacked in front of Mo Fan, Zhang Mo's lips twitched.

This guy has a really good appetite; he's trying to eat Mu Zhuoyun out of house and home.

"Brother Mo, Brother Fan, we're here." At this moment, Zhang Xiaohou and Zhou Min arrived with the main group of students from the school.

Mu Bai and Zhao Kun continued their pre-match mockery, telling Mo Fan not to go on stage and embarrass himself.

Mo Fan ignored them completely.

……

Subsequently, Mu Zhuoyun announced the duel between Mo Fan and Mu Yuang from the viewing platform.

In the dueling arena, Mo Fan stood proudly, waiting for Yu Ang to appear.

Zhang Mo scoffed: "A high-profile setup will only make your fall even harder."

Finally, on the other side of the dueling arena, Yu Ang made a flamboyant entrance, wearing a white outfit adorned with his clan crest and ice-type magic patterns, a haughty smile on his lips.

He looked at Mo Fan with disdain and contempt.

"The duel begins!" Deng Kai announced.

"You lowly wretch, I'll show you the difference between us." Yu Ang grinned maliciously.

"Ice Vines - Condensation"

Yu Ang released the level 2 ice vines, causing the temperature in the entire duel arena to plummet, turning the originally scorching summer into a freezing winter.

A frozen torrent of snow and frost spread across the field, and everyone thought Mo Fan was about to be frozen solid.

Suddenly, amidst the swirling snow and ice, a wall of fire, composed of level-one flames, rose up, helping Mo Fan withstand the relentless onslaught of the bitter cold.

On the stage.

Tang Yue: "So clever, using level one fire to break through level two ice vines, very rational."

Principal Zhu nodded in approval.

"Your attack is over, it's my turn, Fire-Bone Burning." Mo Fan unleashed the domineering Fire-Bone Burning.

Just as he was about to strike Yu Ang, he suddenly vanished.

"What's going on? Why has Yu'ang disappeared?" Zhou Min on the stage asked in shock, completely bewildered.

On the field, Yu Ang laughed sinisterly: "Even if you can unleash a level two fire attack, what good is it? Are you going to hit me with my magic weapon? You peasant."

"Now, this boring battle should come to an end. Being able to fight me for so long will be the greatest honor of your life!" Yu Ang said confidently, his hand connected to the star track.

"Ice Vines - Cover".

"Level three, it's level three ice vines. I didn't expect Yu Ang to have already mastered level three ice vines." Mu Bai on the stage exclaimed in shock, realizing the huge gap between him and Yu Ang.

Most people on the field were shocked that Yu Ang could control level three ice vines and thought that the battle was about to end and that this student named Mo Fan would definitely lose.

If the previous level 2 Ice Vines were like light snow, then the level 3 Ice Vines - Cover is like a massive blizzard that will devour everything.

An endless torrent of ice and snow surged toward Mo Fan.

Some of the young girls on stage covered their eyes, unable to bear seeing Mo Fan's miserable state.

But Mo Fan's face remained unmoved; he simply calmly pinched the fire-elemental star track.

Just as Mo Fan and the entire dueling arena were swallowed up by the white snow, and everyone thought the battle was over.

Amidst the vast expanse of snow, a dazzling crimson suddenly rose.

The crowd, who had thought the battle was over, stared wide-eyed.

"This firelight is strange, it's not a level two fire!" Principal Zhu murmured.

"Sizzle..."

"burst!!"

A loud voice rang out.

The exploding flames began to expand rapidly, forcefully pushing back the wind and snow covering the field. The red and white forces clashed continuously, but in the end, the flames prevailed and charged towards Yu Ang.

"This student is not bad, our Zhou family will take him."

"This kid belongs to our military, don't you dare try to take him from me." Zhan Kong's rough voice rang out from the side.

All the major powers in Bo City wanted this exceptionally talented student.

Seeing everyone scrambling for Mo Fan, Mu Zhuoyun, sitting in the main seat, turned black with anger, his chest heaving violently.

He couldn't believe that the child of this ordinary driver from the Mu family was so outstanding.

On the field, Yu Ang was knocked away by the extremely powerful Fire Burst, rolling several meters on the ground.

However, he got up unharmed.

It turns out that beneath the gorgeous attire, she was wearing an expensive set of magical armor.

The crowd on the stage all felt indignant on Mo Fan's behalf, arguing that such precious magical armor should not be used in a magical duel between young people!

Hearing everyone's words, Mu Zhuoyun remained unmoved and said calmly, "Background is also a kind of strength."

On the field.

Mu Yuang laughed maniacally: "Hahahahaha."

"My father is right, background is also a form of power!"

Everyone fell silent. Ordinary people respected power, while powerful figures supported it.

Just as someone was trying to persuade Mo Fan to surrender,

Everyone looked at him with pity, even Mo Fan was a little confused: "Background?"

A voice rang out: "Mo Fan, this isn't the 'fearless' you I know."

"What do background or rights matter? They are nothing compared to our eternal strength and determination."

"Everyone must bow their heads!"

"Go and trample him under your feet!" Zhang Mo shouted at Mo Fan, his body writhing with domineering mid-level flames and his violent aura shaking the entire area.

On the stage, some people who didn't recognize Zhang Mo stared in astonishment, their eyes practically popping out of their sockets. "He's a mid-level mage!"

His words also stopped Mo Jiaxing from kneeling down to beg Mu Zhuoyun for mercy.

On the field, Mo Fan heard Zhang Mo's words, the confusion in his eyes faded, and his original confidence returned.

"Thank you, Mozi."

"I will. I will show these big shots my background and my capabilities!"

"Hahahaha!" Mo Fan started laughing, confident, unrestrained, arrogant?!

"So what!"

His black pupils suddenly widened, and within those eyes, as black as the universe, a purple starlight shone wildly!

thunder!!!

In the heavens and earth, the power representing the might of heaven began to appear, and the fury of thunder and the arrogance of Mo Fan began to resonate!

Do not be afraid of danger!

Refuse to bow to power!

The purple track was completed in one go amidst the raging anger burning within Mo Fan's heart; it yearned to be released and destroyed by Mo Fan!

Purple lightning snakes coiled around Mo Fan's body, awaiting his command.

Mo Fan looked up, his eyes flashing with purple light.

"Thunder Seal!"

"Rage Strike!"

A violent bolt of lightning struck out instantly, hitting Yu Ang directly.

Ice-type armor and magical artifacts cannot withstand the penetrating power of lightning.

As expected, the armor was pierced, and Yu'ang was knocked down by the raging lightning seal, slowly collapsing!