Full-Time Mage: Starting From Obtaining the White Tiger Pendant

Chapter 71: Hundred Man Kill

The moment the referee teacher shouted "Start."

Bai Zhengfeng quickly controlled the Star Orbit, and a surge of Ice Element energy swirled around him, attempting to seize the initiative.

Meanwhile, Lu Jun's eyes glowed a deep, dark green. He only used the Primary Level One Fearful Haze: Tremor, conserving his Magic Energy.

Even so, Bai Zhengfeng's vision went black. A pair of dark green snake eyes appeared and lunged fiercely, causing his heart to clench. His spirit was startled, and a shallow curse mark appeared on his forehead.

Instantly, his Star Seed was interrupted.

Following that, Lu Jun, holding the Vibranium Heavy Sword and with his Azure Cloud Boots activated, transformed into an afterimage and crossed over a hundred meters, appearing before Bai Zhengfeng in one second.

Seeing this, Bai Zhengfeng had no time to control his Star Seed. His brow twitched, and he quickly summoned the Shield Magic Tool from his Spiritual World. A three-meter-tall Ice Crystal Shield enveloped him, completely protecting his body.

Buzzzzzz!

As Lu Jun charged forward, the Vibranium Heavy Sword struck down with immense force. The terrifying impact shattered the Ice Crystal Shield in an instant, and the heavy sword continued its trajectory towards Bai Zhengfeng.

At this moment, Bai Zhengfeng was terrified. He instinctively squeezed his eyes shut, awaiting death.

But in the next moment, a sharp gust of wind swept over him. The skin on his face stung, his neck felt cold, as if a sharp blade had been placed there. A voice echoed in his ear, "You lost. Next."

When Bai Zhengfeng opened his eyes, a heavy, pitch-black longsword was inches from his face. The sword's edge shimmered with a platinum light, causing discomfort.

He looked dazed, somewhat bewildered. He was an Intermediate Mage, and he hadn't even unleashed his Intermediate Ice Element Magic yet, yet he had been defeated in the first exchange.

Shouldn't the script have involved a few exchanges before a regrettable defeat, a loss with honor?

Bai Zhengfeng had considered defeat, but he hadn't expected to lose like this. He had considered Lu Jun's Curse Element magic and planned to use his Shield Magic Tool to resist it for a moment, giving him time to cast his own spell. Who knew it would be so fragile? This miscalculation had led to his complete downfall.

Coupled with his earlier boasts, the swift defeat created a stark contrast, making his face darken.

In the live stream, the viewers burst into laughter. "Bai, you made me laugh. You were so valiant just now, and in the blink of an eye, you were instantly defeated."

"I thought he was going to be a real contender, hahaha."

"Brave words before the battle, silence after!"

"Holy crap, a sword cleaving magic? Is that even magic? Isn't that science?"

Beside him, Gu Han announced Bai Zhengfeng's defeat. He was not surprised and watched as Bai Zhengfeng left the stage in a sorry state.

Dean Xiao nodded his head. Indeed, the spellcasting of students just entering university was still too rigid; they were stuck in a pattern of standing still and exchanging spells. Facing Lu Jun, a practitioner of real combat, they were easily defeated.

Using the least Magic Energy to create the greatest damage was typical of a Demon Hunter's style. His swordplay, with its control and release, was also excellent.

Although Bai Zhengfeng was defeated, the passionate fighting spirit he ignited in all the new students did not fade. They all saw that Lu Jun had shown mercy and had not intended to kill him.

This spurred the other new students into action.

Lu Jun also knew that if he had gone all out from the beginning and severely injured Bai Zhengfeng, he would have certainly scared many people away. However, he disdained such methods; competition should be fair and square.

Soon, a student stood up. He looked older, like an older brother, and spoke in a rough voice, "I'll go."

However, not long after stepping onto the stage, he scurried back to his seat.

Lu Jun couldn't even be bothered to use Fearful Haze. The opponent was just a Primary Level Three Fire Element Mage. A ball of Fire Nourish flew towards him, which Lu Jun casually cut down with his Vibranium Heavy Sword before charging forward and forcing the opponent to concede.

After this 'big brother' failed, more and more new students became eager. They saw that Primary Level Mages were instantly defeated, and Intermediate Level Mages were also instantly defeated. What was the difference? I can do it too!

After all, past Beast Fighting Competitions were games for the few. Only those hundred chosen prodigies had the chance to appear under the spotlight; they were the ones who were represented.

They had been unknown in the past, but now they had the opportunity to stand on this stage, how could they not be excited?

If Lu Jun were defeated, they could also boast, "I played a part in it."

A large crowd of new students stood up, forming a long line, and one by one, they stepped up to challenge him.

Lu Jun remained silent, effortlessly swinging his sword, breaking spells, and defeating enemies! His swordsmanship was simple and unadorned, wasting no extra effort. Whether it was frost, flame, or lightning, he cleaved through it with his sword, unstoppable.

Ten people... thirty people... fifty people!!

In just half an hour, over a hundred people were eliminated. The fighting time was even shorter than the time it took for new students to enter the stage.

The live stream was flooded with "666".

"Holy crap, one sword breaks ten thousand spells, amazing."

"Hello everyone, I'm a Primary Level Mage. I saw how easy it was to cleave magic with a sword, so I went to try it with an iron sword. I'm currently in the ICU!"

"This is staged, definitely staged!"

"This looks difficult, but it's actually not at all simple. (dogo)"

"The person above, listening to your words is like listening to your words."

In the backstage area, Dongfang Ming couldn't sit still. He naturally understood that Primary Level Mages were useless; they were just cannon fodder, barely even able to deplete Lu Jun's Magic Energy. Only Intermediate Level Mages could pose a significant threat.

He had been observing for a long time and had a plan. Lu Jun's terrifying aspects were mainly the interruption from his Curse Element and the spider web traps he wove. He had solutions for both.

As for that Demon Slaying Gear, the Black Gold Heavy Sword, it was indeed very special, but it also consumed Magic Energy. Moreover, it was just close-quarters combat; it couldn't reach him from a distance.

The advantage is mine! Dongfang Ming felt delighted. He would be the one to end Lu Jun and make a name for himself by stepping on him.

Just as the next new student excitedly stepped forward, Dongfang Ming walked out and said calmly, "I'll go first."

The female student was stunned. Knowing he was a disciple of the Dongfang Family and one of the opening representatives for the new students, and also quite famous, she yielded the stage to Dongfang Ming.

The students behind him didn't object; they were intrigued. Bai Zhengfeng was too much of a disappointment. Now, the real Intermediate Mage battle was about to begin.

When Dongfang Ming entered the arena, he saw Lu Jun standing at the other end of the beast-fighting cage, sword in hand. Lu Jun's posture was upright, and in the dim light, his face was indistinct, but an intimidating aura washed over Dongfang Ming.

Seeing this, Dongfang Ming couldn't help but pause slightly before regaining his composure.

Lu Jun probably didn't even realize how powerful his presence was. He had slain demons, killed people, defeated a hundred opponents consecutively, and swept through top academies. All these experiences had forged an indescribable aura within him.

Dongfang Ming walked forward confidently and said, "Lu Jun, I've already seen through your weaknesses. This farce will end soon! I will be the one to end it."

Hearing this, Lu Jun couldn't be bothered to reply. He raised his long sword and asked indifferently, "State your name."

"You..." Dongfang Ming was slightly angered by Lu Jun's disregard. He sneered, "Dongfang Family, Dongfang Ming!"

Hmm? Lu Jun showed a slight reaction. He seemed to have some impression. He remembered that Dongfang Ming was the trainee judge Mo Fan would encounter two years later in the original story, who was dealt with in ten minutes.

If his guess was correct, this person would be among the top hundred experts in the Main Campus's Fire Element rankings two years later, and he possessed the innate talent of [Rapid Casting].

This meant that the casting speed for all his Magic would be halved compared to ordinary people.

He was finally moved. This was an interesting opponent.

Chapter 72: Ding Yumian Enters the Arena

The battle began. Both individuals controlled their Star Orbits simultaneously and released Primary Magic.

In just half a second, a ball of fiery red Fire Magnetism was flung from Dongfang Ming's hand. Lu Jun was forced to halt his casting of Curse of Gloom.

Although his Curse Element was invincible at interrupting casting, there was still a time lag. As long as Magic was involved, there was a process of controlling Star Seeds. He was merely subtle about it, not revealing it to others.

Just now, Lu Jun's superior mental realm allowed him to achieve a one-second Star Orbit, crushing countless freshmen. However, against Dongfang Ming's innate talent, he was still a step behind.

Talent, indeed, was a chasm.

Roar!

Lu Jun flicked his wrist, and a Whirlwind Slash cut down the ball of Fire Nourish. Large swathes of crimson flames exploded in mid-air, sending waves of heat and a smell of burning.

The opponent's Fire Element was still ordinary mortal fire, not yet infused with the Azure Flame like it would be two years later.

However, Dongfang Ming smiled at this. His guess was correct. As long as the casting speed was fast enough, his Magic wouldn't be interrupted.

The viewers in the livestream were also amused. "Finally, someone decent! The previous opponents couldn't even cast their spells. If you didn't know this was a battle between Mages from Pearl University, you'd think it was a street brawl."

"Something's not right. Why is Dongfang Ming casting his Magic so fast?"

"Newbie, you wouldn't understand. This is an innate talent called Rapid Casting..."

As Lu Jun's sword had defeated a hundred people, more and more people flocked to Pearl University's beast-fighting competition to watch the spectacle.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The events outside the arena didn't stop Dongfang Ming. He unleashed a Primary Fire Nourish every half second, flames burning on both his hands like a dual-wielding gunslinger, like Marco Polo, like a pea-shooter. Balls of fire were shot out continuously at extreme speed.

Lu Jun swung his Vibranium Heavy Sword, its door-panel-like blade sweeping around him like a dark storm. All the incoming fireballs were slashed and extinguished, igniting the surrounding area.

He knew in his heart that against an enemy like Dongfang Ming, what use were his seven skills? The best option was the Gold Element he had summoned beforehand.

Thump! Thump!

Lu Jun stepped on a green Wind Track and charged at Dongfang Ming, swinging his heavy sword. From high above, he looked like a figure weaving through a sea of fire, unstoppable. Wherever he passed, the flames receded, parting like two walls of fire.

Whoosh! Unexpectedly, a gust of clear wind rose from beneath Dongfang Ming's feet, and he retreated at the same speed. It was his second element, Wind Element Magic, Wind Track.

The two chased and fled around the beast-fighting arena. Dongfang Ming was determined to only cast Primary Magic.

Lu Jun stopped, his expression cold. He suddenly clenched his hand, and soon, a large, dark green spider web appeared from thin air around the arena, densely interwoven, trapping Dongfang Ming.

Dongfang Ming was caught off guard and exclaimed in shock, "When did you set up the Evil Spider Trap?"

He was utterly confused. He had been continuously casting Primary Magic without a moment's pause. He could guarantee that Lu Jun didn't even have time to cast a Primary Magic, let alone an Intermediate Magic.

Lu Jun replied indifferently, "I set it up when the challenge began."

Dongfang Ming was speechless upon hearing this. He couldn't accuse Lu Jun of cheating. In the previous hundred matches, Lu Jun had also fought continuously. It was normal for him to leave behind some environmental advantages. He had miscalculated this.

Gu Han announced his defeat, and a wave of disappointment swept through the audience. "What a shame. He's quite clever, but just a step short."

Many others were excited. "It's okay! Lu Jun used Intermediate Magic and fought for so long. His Magic consumption must be severe. If another hundred people charge him, they can chew through this tough bone."

"Faster, faster! Don't let him stop to catch his breath and recover his Magic Energy."

On the field, Lu Jun breathed a sigh of relief. An Intermediate Mage with innate talent was like heaven and earth compared to one without. Mo Fan's ability to defeat Dongfang Ming later was purely due to Dongfang Ming's carelessness.

If he had continued to use Primary Magic against Mo Fan, Mo Fan wouldn't have been able to resolve it in a short time, leading to the failure of the mission to escort the Totem Black Snake.

He himself was in a similar situation now. If the attrition continued, he could win. He could even guarantee that at least half of his Gold Element Magic would remain. However, it would be detrimental to his subsequent battles.

He decided to cut his losses and used the Evil Spider Trap to subdue Dongfang Ming in one fell swoop.

Soon, Lu Jun didn't rest. One freshman after another stepped onto the stage, like moths flying into a flame, relentlessly.

He really had to thank Bai Zhengfeng. Even an Intermediate Mage was instantly defeated. These proud talents had no psychological burden. Some sought profit, some aimed for fame, and some treated it as entertainment. They charged forward one after another.

Two hundred... three hundred... four hundred...

In a short period, a total of five hundred people were defeated. Lu Jun planted his Black Gold Heavy Sword into the ground, supporting himself with both hands on the hilt. He was panting heavily, his muscles aching, and his spirit exhausted. His Star Nebula's Magic Energy for Gold Element and Curse Element had decreased significantly.

Killing five hundred pigs wouldn't be easy, let alone five hundred Mages.

Several hours had passed since then. Outside the beast-fighting arena, dusk had already settled, while inside, all the lights were on, brightly illuminating the venue where the fierce battle continued unabated.

Viewers came and went in the live stream. A whole new batch of people had cycled through. The chat had noticeably quieted down, but the heat of the ongoing battle continued to spread, making waves beyond the usual audience. Most office workers, having finished their shifts, opened their phones and felt a deep sense of admiration.

"He's still fighting even after I got off work."

"Who's next? Can anyone count?"

"The 503rd! 666."

"Great! I'll keep exploring and reporting."

On the arena floor, Huang Xingli stepped up to try. She was also an Intermediate Mage specializing in the Fire Element. Lacking any innate talent, she met the same fate as Bai Zhengfeng, unceremoniously rolling off the stage.

She returned backstage, her face flushed with anger. "Ding Yumian, that guy is going too far! He's using his rare Curse Element magic to hog all the resources for every element. If only I had a Mind Magic Tool, I wouldn't have to let such a petty person run rampant."

As she finished speaking, Huang Xingli grabbed the arms of the stunningly beautiful woman and began to act spoiled. "Sister Ding, you're the only one here with Mind Element magic, which can counter Lu Jun. Please, help us out."

"Yeah, yeah! Those are resources for all elements! We want to cultivate too," the surrounding college-student best friends pleaded pitifully.

Ding Yumian sighed helplessly. She hadn't intended to get involved in this matter, but she couldn't resist her best friends' pleas. Resources were too important for Mages.

"Fine," she sighed. "I'll go on stage now."

Moments later, the referee announced the next match. Lu Jun, leaning on his longsword and snatching a moment of leisure, saw a tall, dark-haired older sister gracefully walk onto the stage. Her figure was alluring, swaying with each step. Her smooth, dark hair was braided into a net-like style, giving her an air of gentle virtue and tenderness.

It was a stark contrast to her sister's strong and fiery aura.

Lu Jun instinctively felt that she was no ordinary opponent—a primal sense of alert from his mind. He gazed at her and asked, "Name?"

"Ding Yumian," the woman replied with a faint smile, kindly offering a reminder, "How are you feeling now? Do you want to rest for a bit and recover your Magic Energy? You look quite tired."