Chapter 19: In the Name of the Demon King, Suppressing the World [Seeking Follow-up Reading]

He was stunned for a moment, and looked at his master with some confusion, his eyes full of doubts.

But Wang Feng did not explain, just smiled slightly, and then sent Shanna back to its dimension.

The Pearl freshmen, who had been feeling disheartened, suddenly became spirited after seeing Shanshan return to the dimensional plane.

"Holy crap! We finally made it! We won!"

"It wasn't easy. After 2,500 men, we finally managed to wear down the Demon King!"

For a moment, the challengers who were originally dawdling in the preparation area became like chickens with their blood pumped up, scrambling to get on stage to end Wang Feng's rule!

In the audience, the freshmen who were originally drowsy were also awakened by this sudden change. They opened their eyes wide and looked at the fighting arena with excitement.

"Huh?" Dean Xiao frowned slightly when he saw Wang Feng's operation, and his heart was full of doubts.

Because he could clearly feel that Wang Feng's magic power and mental strength were still in good condition, with no signs of exhaustion at all.

"Director Jiang, do you know what Wang Feng wants to do?" Dean Xiao turned his head and asked in a low voice.

However, he received no response.

Dean Xiao looked at Jiang Yunming in confusion, only to see that the head of the summoning department was drowsy, nodding his head. It was obvious that he had entered a half-asleep state and didn't hear what he was saying at all.

Not only Jiang Yunming, but also the directors and professors of other departments on both sides were in the same situation.

Some even snored softly.

Dean Xiao shook his head helplessly. This group of freshmen were trying to keep Wang Feng at bay, but in fact, they were also trying to keep these old guys at bay.

If he wasn't a forbidden spell mage, his current condition would probably be similar to those old professors.

Dean Xiao then woke up the department heads on both sides.

These elderly department heads felt like the sky was falling when they saw that the competition was still going on.

Especially when they saw the scarlet number 2,500 on the fighting arena and the time of four in the morning, they all rubbed their eyes to make sure they were not seeing things.

"Is this... is this kid really a human? Are his magic power and mental power infinite?" Wei Rong, the head of the Fire Department, couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

"Forget about magic power. Just standing for so long makes me feel like my legs are going to break..." Jiang Yunming, director of the Summoning Department, shook his head with a wry smile.

Shi Zhenxiang, the old professor of the Department of Undead, suddenly noticed something interesting: "No, where is this kid's battle general Bai Lang? Why is he gone?"

"He took it back himself." Dean Xiao said lightly, his eyes still fixed on Wang Feng in the fighting arena.

"Take it... take it back?" Everyone was stunned and dumbfounded, totally unable to understand Wang Feng's intention.

Just then, a new challenger came on stage again.

But he has no teammates around him!

"Haha, you didn't expect that I'd find such an opportunity, right? Without that white wolf, you'd be nothing but a piece of trash! So I, Li..."

Before the man could finish his words, he saw a white [Healing Light] suddenly flash across Wang Feng's body.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Feng's figure appeared in front of him like a ghost.

"Bang--!"

With a dull thud, the challenger felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and then a huge force lifted him up and hit the barrier hard, sliding to the ground and completely losing his combat capability.

"So much nonsense." Wang Feng said lightly.

Then he retracted his foot and glanced coldly at the group of stunned freshmen below the arena.

"Half an hour. You only have half an hour to defeat me. After half an hour, Setsuna will be back on the field!"

The freshmen looked at each other, and then rushed to sign up, as if they had grabbed the last straw.

In the audience, Ai Tutu rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was hallucinating because of staying up late.

"Sister Mu, what happened just now?" Ai Tutu asked in confusion.

Mu Nujiao explained in a low voice, "Wang Feng used healing magic to strengthen his body, just like he had a set of spiritual-level magic shoes. He used his explosive power to kick the freshman down."

"Healing magic has this function?" Ai Tutu widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief.

"Yes, but not much." Mu Nujiao nodded.

"Healing magic is designed to achieve rapid healing by stimulating cells. Wang Feng's exaggerated level of enhancement suggests either he has a special innate talent or his control over magic has reached an extremely high level."

Hearing this, Ai Tutu suddenly realized: "That's not surprising, after all, he is a high-level mage~"

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Soon, the second batch of ten freshmen stepped onto the fighting stage.

"Don't be afraid. He doesn't have the Great General White Wolf anymore. We just need to unleash our magic, and victory will still belong to us..."

One of the freshmen tried to boost morale, but before he could finish his words, the next second, a size 42 shoe sole was printed directly on his face.

“Swoosh—bang!”

So fast!

Before anyone could react, the freshman flew out like a kite with a broken string and fell heavily outside the arena.

"Water Guardian-Protect!"

One of the freshmen reacted quickly and released the elementary water magic in an instant. A water-blue barrier instantly wrapped around his body.

"Humph, fists and feet are no match for magic after all! You..."

He was about to make a sarcastic remark when he suddenly met a pair of eyes flashing with silver light.

Immediately afterwards, he felt as if his chest was hit by a heavy hammer, and his whole body was blasted out of the arena like a cannonball.

"I hate people talking nonsense." Wang Feng's cold gaze fell on the other eight freshmen.

Without exception, they were all blown away by Wang Feng's [Telekinesis] just like the freshman from the water department.

"Next batch!" said Wang Feng.

He no longer intended to waste time on these novice mages.

After the previous battle, he discovered a problem - the repetitiveness of his innate talent was too high.

Such as those small talents that implicitly increase the speed of magic formation, accelerate the recovery of fire stardust magic energy, etc.

Once he has copied it, subsequent mages with the same talent will no longer be able to provide him with new gains.

After his calculations, he had copied all the hidden talents of the seven elemental systems. There was no point in continuing to fight with these junior mages.

If one wants to replicate talent, it is better to target the mid-level seniors who are ranked at the top of each department in the main campus.

There is absolutely no space!

"Space Element? How can he have Space Element?"

Seeing the nine freshmen being thrown out of the arena like sacks, the whole arena became noisy again.

"I finally know why he's so stubborn. High-level mage! Damn, the high-level mage is here to blow up the fish pond!"

All the freshmen are feeling very disappointed now.

Wang Feng gave them hope time and time again, but destroyed them time and time again.

"School doctor, school doctor, someone has fainted!"

"Stop shouting, the school doctor has fainted!"

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(End of this chapter)