Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death.

Chapter 87 The Eternal Melody of the Magical Dimension

Qatar was just a transit point. After a short rest, the group boarded a plane again and flew to Brazil.

"We're almost there. I have a few words to say, old man," Pang Lai said. "South America is the continent with the highest density of demons, and the infamous Amazonian demon kingdom is located here."

On other continents, humans and demons, while not even evenly matched, could at least defend their own territories and establish strong defenses.

South American countries cannot do this; their mage resources are scarce, and their enemies are too powerful, causing their living space to be gradually compressed.

Now, humanity has lost more than one-tenth of its territory on the entire continent.

The remaining vast lands have all become a paradise for demons, and human military mages and hunter mages cannot even find a complete map of them.

This is why Brazil is so desperate for bombs, even if it means exchanging precious animal resources for them.

"Unlike the Kunlun Demon Kingdom in our country, the Amazon Demon Kingdom is violent, fierce, and rampant, often forming beast tides to attack cities."

If caught in the beast tide, even high-level mages are unlikely to escape. Therefore, I demand that you all follow orders in all actions, and absolutely not act rashly and lose your lives. This old man doesn't want to take your corpses back with him!

Pang Lai's words were very strong, and the atmosphere on the plane changed from relaxed at the beginning to heavy and even oppressive.

The plane landed in São Paulo, and looking out the window, I could see a long, winding coastline—it was beautiful.

Xu Fang could already imagine that in the future battle against the sea monsters, this city would be reduced to ruins.

Even if it is not destroyed, it will exist as a buffer zone, living a humiliating existence between the two major demonic forces.

As the group stepped off the plane, they were immediately enveloped by the heavy tropical humidity, mixed with the scent of plants.

As a girl from the north, Jiang Shaoxu particularly disliked the humid heat. She went up to Xu Fang and played the victim, and Xu Fang casually rubbed a ball of light and hit her with it.

The reception from the Brazilian side was very high-profile; a red carpet was laid out shortly after landing, and officials in suits lined both sides of the road.

There were even hot beauties waving national flags and dancing an even hotter samba, instantly captivating the eyes of the men in the audience.

"Welcome to São Paulo, guests from afar."

The leading official approached warmly and shook Pang Lai's hand firmly: "Chief Pang, hello. My name is Tavares, General of the São Paulo Legion."

Tavares is now a former national team player. He has already achieved enlightenment and transcendence before the age of fifty, and his future career path is bright.

Allowing him to represent the Chinese delegation in negotiations is a sign of respect and importance.

Behind Tavares followed a group of young people, who were eager to see Xu Fang and the others.

In the magical realm, there are no full-scale wars among humans, nor are there any sporting events or musical performances. The only constant way to resolve issues is through friendly sparring.

A friendly interview? Let's exchange ideas.

A conflict between the two sides? Let's have a friendly exchange.

How about dividing the spoils? Let's have a discussion.

The side that has the upper hand, while not necessarily saying what is right or wrong, will undoubtedly have a louder voice.

"Chief Pang, this way please?"

"please."

The two groups boarded a private car and headed towards St. Paul's University.

The young people in China are all between eighteen and twenty years old, so Tavares couldn't send graduates to bully the younger ones. Instead, he sent first- and second-year students from the University of São Paulo.

Upon entering the University of São Paulo, they were quickly assigned a teacher to help them settle into student apartments.

The accommodations are quite good. Everyone here is a mid-level mage; they would be more than qualified to be graduate students at a regular university.

The four people shared an apartment, and each person had a spacious room.

The teacher, speaking in a strange, accented Mandarin, said, "Young monks, please rest here. We will begin our exchange and discussion this afternoon."

"Okay, I understand."

After the teacher left, the four of them gathered in the living room: Xu Fang, Jiang Shaoxu, Jiang Yu, and a burly boy they didn't recognize.

"Let's all introduce ourselves first. This afternoon, the four of us will be the first team to fight," Xu Fang said. "My name is Xu Fang. I'm a mid-level mage with both light and ice magic, and I'm good at control."

"I am Jiang Shaoxu, a mid-level player in both Mind and Light magic, but my Light magic is far inferior to his~" Jiang Shaoxu said with a charming smile.

"Jiang Yu majors in summoning and possesses the dimensional summon beast Giant Rock Beast and the contracted beast Night Rakshasa, both of which are at the Battle General level."

"Songquan, mid-level in both lightning and earth elements," the burly boy said.

On the surface, the strongest are undoubtedly Jiang Yu, who possesses two types of warrior-level creatures, and Song Quan, a mid-level lightning-type creature. Xu Fang seems to be just there to make up the numbers.

But Jiang Yu and Jiang Shaoxu knew his strength best, and their words subtly indicated that they were in charge of him.

Song Quan didn't know Xu Fang, but he knew the other two people, so he naturally didn't dare to be presumptuous.

Xu Fang said, "In the afternoon battle, A-Xu and I will be in charge of controlling the battlefield. Jiang Yu will be ready to summon the Giant Rock Beast as the vanguard at any time, and Song Quan will stand in the middle as the artillery platform. Just follow my on-site command."

Is it really that simple?

Songquan opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.

I silently resolved that I must conserve my earth-elemental magic energy this afternoon, so I could raise a shield for protection at any time...

the other side.

The students at St. Paul's University were also discussing the afternoon's matches.

Because it was a task personally assigned by Tavares, the São Paulo University took it very seriously and selected only the best of the best students.

Although he is just a college student, he is capable enough to be a teacher at an ordinary university; he is the elite of the elite!

"We'll have a sparring session this afternoon. You can all just watch from the back. I'll take care of everything by myself!" a dark-skinned student said proudly.

His name is Sosa. He is only nineteen years old this year, but he has already successfully broken through to become a powerful mid-level mage and awakened a rare summoning ability!

"It doesn't matter who comes, as long as we win," said another student, Santos.

"Haha, I can't wait!"

Watching the students popping champagne in the middle of the class, the teacher in charge said in a deep voice, "We must not be careless. The monks who came to exchange ideas with us are also elites from China."

"Teacher Silva is always so cautious." Sousa said dismissively, "If it were another country, we could take it a little more seriously, but this is the Chinese team. Their crushing defeat in the last National Games has almost become a joke."

In the previous National Team vs. National Team match, the Chinese team faced the Americans early on and suffered a very embarrassing defeat.

Although the Brazilian team didn't make it to the end, their results on paper were much better. Therefore, these newly enrolled university students saw their opponents as a bunch of fragile players.

Seeing their confidence, the teacher in charge didn't say much. With the competition imminent, it wouldn't be right to discourage them.

"Teacher, since you think the Chinese are so amazing, shouldn't we be rewarded if we win?"

"Haha, right, otherwise where would we get the motivation to face such a 'powerful' enemy?"

The crowd burst into laughter, and the air was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

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In the afternoon, the sparring session was held as scheduled, at the dojo of the University of São Paulo.

Many well-informed people waited outside the dojo, arguing heatedly with the guards.

No matter what they said, the damned guard just said one thing: There are rules from above, you're not allowed in!

Tavares had specifically instructed the school to prohibit unauthorized personnel from entering and to only describe the exchange as a friendly one, without regard to winning or losing.

In case we lose, at least we won't lose face.

If China loses, that would be even worse. We're the ones who need their help, and if they lose too badly, it will make us lose face and affect the negotiations.

(End of this chapter)