All of France: The ancient king's dream, inheriting the curse of the abyss.

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Indeed, while a level 2 fire mage possesses strong attack power, their chances of winning against a Bone Wolf that feels no pain, has astonishing defense, and is level-disadvantaged are virtually zero. Xu Liang is a smart man; rather than being humiliated by Logo's undead in the selection competition, he'd rather gracefully step aside and gain a good reputation.

"In that case, it's settled then."

Principal Zhu patted Luo Ge on the shoulder, his tone serious: "Luo Ge, this time your opponent is Mu Ye from the Mu family. Since that old fox Mu Zhuoyun dared to make a bet, that Mu Ye is definitely not simple. But I believe in your strength. Go all out and snatch back the spot from the Earthly Sacred Spring for me!"

"I will not fail in my mission." Logopin's tone exuded a strong sense of confidence.

He was determined to get a spot at the Earthly Sacred Spring!

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Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Tianlan Magic High School was unusually lively that day. It should have been during class time, but all the teachers and students gathered around the school's largest open-air dueling arena.

The Bo City Duel is an annual grand event in Bo City. Not only the teachers and students of the school, but also celebrities from all walks of life in Bo City, representatives of the Hunter Alliance, high-ranking officials of the Magic Association, and the local tyrant who controls half of Bo City—Mu Zhuoyun—are all present.

On the platform of the dueling arena, a red carpet was laid out and surrounded by flowers.

Mu Zhuoyun, dressed in an elegant suit, sat in the main seat, his face bearing his signature, slightly arrogant smile. Behind him stood a row of Mu family retainers, among whom a young man in an ice-blue robe with effeminate features stood out.

He is Mu Ye, the biological son of a core member of the Mu family. He is outstanding in both talent and combat strength, and is also Luo Ge's opponent today.

"Principal Zhu, it seems your school is going all in this year?" Mu Zhuoyun picked up his teacup, looking at Principal Zhu with a half-smile. "I heard you changed someone at the last minute? You replaced the originally chosen top senior with a junior?"

These words immediately sparked a flurry of discussion among the surrounding guests.

"A second-year high school student beating up Mu Ye? Isn't that just suicide?"

"I heard it's that Logo who awakened the necromancy ability."

"What's the use of the Necromancer class in the early game? If you don't have money to buy spirit essences, it's a useless class."

Faced with Mu Zhuoyun's sarcasm and the surrounding doubts, Principal Zhu simply smiled calmly, as steady as a mountain: "Patriarch Mu, heroes emerge from among the young. Whether it's a do-or-die situation or not, we'll know after the fight. I just hope that Patriarch Mu won't feel bad about losing the Holy Spring's spots."

"Hmph, what arrogance." Mu Zhuoyun snorted coldly and put down his teacup.

At that moment, the arena's broadcast rang out:

"The duel in Bo City officially begins!"

"First, please welcome the representative of the Mu family—Mu Ye!"

With a gust of cold air, Mu Ye gracefully leaped onto the dueling platform. He exuded a chilling aura, and a thin layer of frost even formed on the ground beneath his feet. He surveyed his surroundings, his eyes filled with disdain for commoner mages.

"Next, please welcome the representative of Tianlan Magic High School—Logo!"

Amid cheers from the entire school's faculty and students, Logo slowly walked out of the athletes' passage.

He didn't make a flashy entrance like Mu Ye; he was simply dressed in an ordinary school uniform, hands in his pockets, walking at a leisurely pace. But with each step he took, the temperature around him seemed to drop a notch, and an invisible gloomy atmosphere began to permeate the arena.

Mu Ye wore a well-tailored white tailcoat with the Mu family's ice and snow emblem pinned to his chest, exuding nobility and arrogance. As a promising talent being groomed by the Mu family, his cultivation had already reached the peak of the second level of the initial stage, just one step away from the third level, and he was renowned for his fast spellcasting speed and strong control.

"Logo, right?"

Mu Ye didn't rush to make a move. Instead, he elegantly straightened his cuffs, raised his chin slightly, and looked down at Logo with a condescending air. "Although I don't know what kind of luck you had to get this spot, I have to remind you that the gap between commoners and aristocratic families can't be bridged by luck alone. Today, I'll make you understand..."

He was preparing to deliver a long speech on the theory of bloodline, and take the opportunity to mock the poor boy in the cheap school uniform opposite him, enjoying the spotlight.

However, Logo had no intention of listening to his nonsense.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Logo's eyes were cold, and he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids. Having grown up fighting in the wild, he believed in the principle of "actions speak louder than words!"

Talking nonsense is useless; only a fight will tell who is stronger!

Before Mu Ye could finish speaking, two ghostly green flames suddenly ignited deep within Logo's pupils.

"Undead Summoning!"

Without any need for complicated chanting, the seven stars, which were as black as ink and soaked in death energy, instantly formed a perfect star trail under Logo's powerful mental control!

The speed is outrageously fast!

"roar--!!!"

A violent roar exploded on the dueling platform without warning, like a thunderclap from hell!

The ground in front of Mu Ye instantly cracked open, and a strong stench of corpses mixed with a suffocating aura of malevolence erupted forth. Immediately afterward, a colossal beast, its body composed entirely of stark white bones, burst forth from the black mist!

White Bone Demon Wolf!

Its location was extremely tricky, less than two meters away from Mu Ye!

This undead creature, now at the servant-level advanced stage, unleashed its full ferocity. Its two-meter-tall body pressed down like a mountain of bones, its massive wolf head almost touching Mu Ye's face. The reflection of Mu Ye's instantly deathly pale face was seen in its eyes, which burned with eerie green flames.

"Awooo!!!"

The skeletal wolf opened its blood-red maw and let out a deafening roar at Mu Ye. Its foul breath sprayed directly into Mu Ye's face, and its sharp, knife-like fangs were only centimeters from his throat!

"ah--!!!"

Mu Ye's sarcastic remark, which was still brewing, was instantly stuck in her throat, turning into an extremely shrill scream.

Although his cultivation was quite good, he was, after all, just a hothouse flower raised under the protection of his family. He usually sparred with his clansmen in a friendly manner, and had never seen such a terrifying monster that crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Not to mention the visual impact of such a close-quarters kill!

Fear instantly shattered his psychological defenses.

Mu Ye's eyes rolled back, his body convulsed violently, and then he fell straight backward.

"Thump."

With a muffled thud, the genius young man from the Mu family was so frightened that he fainted and lost consciousness.

The entire venue was deathly silent.

The audience, who had been discussing the matter, were now gaping, their jaws practically dropping to the floor.

Is that... the end?

He didn't even cast a single spell?

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