Full-Time Magister: One System, One Forbidden Spell, the Strongest Divine Gift

Chapter 40 What will we use to win? Our own burning passion?

"High-level?!"

"How is this possible? How could this guy be a high-level being!"

Lu Yiming immediately stood up, his eyes wide open, staring intently at Chen Yuan.

There's no doubt that the magical energy emanating from Chen Yuan is high-level, and judging from his demeanor, he didn't just break through recently!
"hiss"

It's really quite unbelievable.

How old is this kid? Did he start cultivating from the womb? A high-level mage under twenty? What does that even mean?

If things go smoothly at this rate, they could reach the advanced level of two or even three systems before the World University Competition!
This has completely broken the record in Beijing! It should be the record for the entire country!

Meanwhile, Mingzhu Academy was also starting to get restless.

"High-level, how did you do that?" Bai Qian's voice trembled slightly as she looked down at Chen Yuan, her body unable to stop itself from shaking slightly.

"..." Dongfang Lie remained silent.

He stood to the side, silent as a statue.

His gaze was fixed on Chen Yuan, his eyes churning with complex emotions: shock, resentment, frustration, and finally, a deep sense of powerlessness.

Advanced.

As the pride of the Eastern family, he has always looked down on his peers and even confidently believed that he would be the first person of his generation to enter the high level.

But now, reality has given him a harsh slap in the face.

Chen Yuan, a young mage with no background, actually crossed the threshold that countless people could never reach in their entire lives, before him.

"Sigh, what a monster." After a long while, Dongfang Lie could only sigh softly.

“Teacher Lu, why don’t you… take a closer look?” Gu Han’s lips curled up slightly, a hint of composure as if he had expected this.

Upon hearing this, Lu Yiming suddenly focused his gaze—

The next moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

"This is……!"

The surging magical energy around Chen Yuan did not spread recklessly, but instead condensed and took shape like rivers flowing into the sea, eventually transforming into visible dark ripples.

Gravity field!

The air distorted, and the ground trembled. The four prodigies from the Imperial Capital Academy instantly felt as if they were trapped in quagmire, struggling even to breathe. Their knees trembled uncontrollably, as if a thousand pounds of force were crushing them, and even their bones groaned in agony from the unbearable weight.

“Domain power…” Lu Yiming’s voice was dry, and his Adam’s apple bobbed with difficulty.

This is a power that no ordinary high-level mage could wield!

Let alone newly advanced high-level mages, even veteran high-level mages or super-high-level mages, without astonishing comprehension or an extraordinary affinity for the elements, will not be able to achieve this.

It is an area that is absolutely unreachable.

He's been stuck at the bottleneck of becoming a Super-Order Mage for who knows how long, and hasn't yet obtained a Domain, aside from the Night Domination that comes with reaching high levels in the Shadow element.
To think that one can comprehend a field solely through personal ability is undoubtedly wishful thinking.

Gu Han stood with his hands behind his back, his smile deepening: "It seems the outcome is decided. Teacher Lu, are you not planning to surrender on their behalf? Do you still dream of turning defeat into victory?"

Even four high-level mages were powerless against a high-ranking genius who possessed a domain.

At the same time, on the other side.

"This guy is actually a high-level expert."

Guan Yu's pupils constricted sharply, and his entire skeleton groaned under the terrifying gravity. His cheeks were pressed tightly against the ground, pebbles embedded in his flesh, but he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand to brush them away.

Before the war, how spirited and ambitious the four of them were!
And now?
Click, snap.

A faint cracking sound came from the kneecap.

The gap between intermediate and advanced levels is already an insurmountable chasm. What's more... the opponent has also mastered a domain!
What can we use to win?
Guan Yu suddenly wanted to laugh.

Is it the pride of a family that has carefully nurtured its members?

Should I cling to the title of "genius" that has been touted for over a decade? Or should I cling to that pitiful self-esteem that is now crushed into the dust, yet still laughably struggling?
"I admit defeat." These three words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

His throat tasted of blood, and his voice was hoarse beyond recognition. But Chen Yuan heard him; after all, the tip of his boot was less than an inch from Guan Yu's eyes.

Snapped.

A snap of the fingers.

The mountain-like weight pressing down on his back suddenly dissipated. Guan Yu coughed violently, but then heard a soft laugh from above:
"The choice of smart people."

"Surrender...we have no chance."

Guan Yu slumped to the ground, his back soaked in cold sweat. He looked at the three people who were still struggling, his voice hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper.

pat-

Zujiming almost instantly withdrew his magical energy, his movements so fast it was as if he feared Chen Yuan might change his mind: "I surrender!"

Jiang Yu pushed up his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses unfathomable. He had extinguished his fighting spirit the moment Chen Yuan revealed his domain, and now he simply raised his hand calmly: "...Me too."

The gap between intermediate and advanced levels can never be bridged by simply increasing numbers of people.

Not to mention that the opponent is a monster who controls the domain, this is not a competition at all, it is a one-sided crushing defeat.

call--

The wind howled through the stadium.

The shattered ice crystals refracted a cold light in the air, revealing a solitary figure.

Mu Tingying's knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white, and the ice-based star map flickered uncertainly beneath her feet.

"You're the only one left."

Chen Yuan's voice was very soft, yet it caused the entire room to fall into a sudden, deathly silence.

"Why... why me?!"

Mu Tingying's fingernails dug deeply into her palms, and blood seeped out between her fingers, but she felt no pain at all.

Her gaze passed over Chen Yuan and fixed on the aloof figure outside the arena. Mu Ningxue was standing quietly at the edge of the stands, dressed in white, seemingly unrelated to this overwhelming battle.

"What right does she have...!"

The raging fire in his chest almost burned away his reason.

He was clearly the prodigy whom the Mu family had nurtured with all their resources!
From childhood to adulthood, the clan elders have always praised her by the name Mu Tingying!

But why... why does this bitch from the branch have such a powerful figure by her side?!

click!
Suddenly, spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ice beneath my feet.

"Just because she has a face that looks like she could bring disaster?" Mu Tingying's lips twisted into a ferocious arc. "Or because she can put on that pretentious, aloof act?"

The gravity emanating from the domain continued to exert its pressure, but what was suffocating her at this moment was a different kind of emotion—one that was hotter and dirtier.

That was the poison forged from jealousy, slowly eroding her pride.

Lu Yiming's voice rang out at the right moment, breaking the almost frozen, oppressive atmosphere on the field:
"The outcome is decided; this match is over."

His tone was calm and restrained, yet carried an undeniable decisiveness.

As the referee, he knew better than anyone that if this continued, the so-called "sparring" would only turn into a one-sided humiliation.

"On behalf of the Imperial Capital University, I concede defeat."

The moment he said those words, Lu Yiming's gaze swept over the disheveled students on the field, finally settling on Chen Yuan.

The young man remained calmly standing in the same spot, his breathing perfectly steady, as if his overwhelming victory had been nothing more than a casual gesture.

Lu Yiming sighed inwardly.

Indeed, continuing any further would be pointless.

P.S.: Just got off work. I've been so busy lately. Lots of students on holiday have come to work part-time, and my boss asked me to mentor them.
(End of this chapter)