Versatile Mage: Starting with the White Tiger Pendant-Chapter 206: Mo Fan Emerges from Seclusion, a Challenge?

Magic Combat Hall.

Lu Jun overlooked the crowd, and with a casual movement, projected a transparent illusory palace that suppressed the entire arena. The dozen young mages beneath it struggled bitterly to hold on.

Seeing this, he nodded in satisfaction. The Mind Palace was just a test run, yet its power was immense and its potential limitless.

But it wasn't over. Facing those few who still maintained their sanity and hadn't succumbed, Lu Jun remained calm and composed, casting another Star Atlas Curse Element Mid-Tier Level 4 Spell: Evil Spider Trap: Cursed Well!

Buzz buzz buzz!

In the next instant, an aura of evil and despair, black and red, surged from Lu Jun's entire body. Dense webs of black-red spider silk spread out, covering the sky and the ground, layer upon layer, quickly interweaving across the Mind Palace.

Both spells were cast almost simultaneously, with barely any difference in timing—like dual-casting at once.

To the outside audience, the arena was suddenly enveloped in a hazy illusionary realm, instantly dyed black and red, forming a complex mesh of tightly packed layers.

It looked deep and terrifying, like a spider's lair spun with traps, waiting for prey to fall in.

A strong cursed aura surged upward, accompanied by terrifying psychic waves, completely concealing the spiritual energy from the Mind Element.

The spectators outside felt a chilling unease, their spirits shaken. Some of the timid ones were nearly scared off.

"He's using it Lu the Butcher's Curse Element! This is high-tier power, an absolute domain. Damn, when did he become this terrifying?"

"Haha, clearly you don't know. Have you heard of the Hangzhou incident? Chief Lu played a major role in it, pretty much turned the tide."

"Word has it he even killed a Super-Level Councilor. Tsk tsk, now that's a true savage. Compared to killing Black Church members or students, that's a whole different level. The man's league is no longer ours."

Gasps of shock and discussions erupted among the crowd.

Mu Nujiao, Ai Tutu, and Dongfang Ming were all stunned.

Ai Tutu muttered to herself, "My brother also has the Curse Element at the High Tier, but he's nowhere near Lu Jun's level. No wonder, despite having military backing, he still wasn't guaranteed the position of National Team Captain."

Unbeknownst to most, Lu Jun's true domain prototype was the Mind Palace, but this combined move was one of his killing techniques.

Curse + Mind was already an invincible combo. Add in Cursed Well and the Mind Palace, both Mid-Tier Level 4 spells, blending cursed matter and spiritual pressure it surpassed most High-Tier magic in power. Even a Commander-level creature would perish if caught.

With all his elements nearing Mid-Tier Level 4, Lu Jun's combat strength had reached a monstrous level.

At this moment, to the dozen mages trapped within the Cursed Well: Mind Palace, the arena had completely vanished. In its place stood a black-red, decaying octagonal ancient tower.

The tower was eerie and dark, filled with spiderwebs, overlapping corridors, and rooms. Occasional creaks echoed, sending chills down their spines.

Creak creak creak! That was the sound of soul-devouring evil spiders crawling. The shadowy creatures lunged at them, gnawing on their souls before their very eyes.

After being hit with two successive waves of powerful psychic spells, they had already succumbed. They were powerless to resist. Defeat was inevitable.

Soon, each of them was covered in black-red curse markings. One after another, they collapsed, unconscious. Before passing out, they all believed this was solely a Curse Element domain attack.

When Lu Jun's thoughts shifted, the illusory Octagonal Evil Spider Tower retracted, returning to the lake of his mind.

The real scene gradually returned to normal. The original arena reappeared, with a dozen figures sprawled all over the place. All the chief candidates of the faculties had been completely defeated.

Lu Jun hadn't triggered any curse seals it was just a sparring match. Victory was enough.

Although his Mind Palace wasn't as grand or magnificent as Ding Yumian's, with her double-layered projection structure, the fusion with the Curse Element greatly amplified its power and gave it a distinct style.

Witnessing this scene, the entire audience fell silent. People exchanged stunned glances. They had expected a fierce and suspenseful showdown among the top chiefs but instead, one man had tyrannically crushed everyone.

It ended abruptly and completely.

Lu Jun wrapped things up decisively. Feeling slightly bored, he turned to leave. With three votes in hand, his position as National Team Captain was practically guaranteed.

Suddenly, a carefree voice echoed from the doorway: "Crap, I forgot about this after going into seclusion. I'm not late, am I?"

Hearing this, Lu Jun looked over in surprise and saw the long-lost figure of Mo Fan in the distance.

Ever since returning from Dongting Lake half a year ago, Mo Fan had been busy training and climbing the rankings. In recent months, he'd even entered seclusion to break into the High Tier. By coincidence, he had emerged today.

Lu Jun sensed the blazing aura radiating from Mo Fan, like a miniature sun it was obvious: Mo Fan had succeeded. He had likely gained initial control over Fire Element High-Tier Magic.

Tsk tsk tsk, such speed was astounding. Without the six-month drain from that Demon system at Dongting Lake, someone with Mo Fan's talent would grasp High Tier effortlessly.

At that moment, Mo Fan arrived on stage under everyone's gaze, scratching his head, with Zhao Manting trailing behind, looking utterly speechless.

Mo Fan had been so immersed in training that he lost track of time. Having mastered High-Tier Fire Magic, he had planned to show off a little around campus.

Only to find the entire Pearl Institute nearly empty today he was baffled.

If it weren't for Zhao Manting remembering him and giving him a lift, explaining the chief battle and the significance of the National Team selection, he might have completely missed it in a daze.

After all, the National Team was a golden opportunity to rapidly earn resources. Right now, Mo Fan had one High-Tier element, but still three Mid-Tier magic elements requiring Star River Vein. Once he awakened again, he would have six elements in total.

Being innately dual-element was powerful, but the resource demand was enormous. He had no choice but to go all out and find ways to support himself.

Of course, just thinking about having to collect at least two votes made Mo Fan feel a headache coming on.

Luckily, he managed to arrive in time for the Chief Trials.

However, when Mo Fan saw Lu Jun in the arena, and the group of chief representatives from various institutions all lying on the ground, he couldn't help but freeze.

"Damn it." He cursed under his breath. "It's already over? You again?"

Lu Jun looked at him with a playful smile and said, "What? You want to challenge me?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan recalled the opponent's past achievements, his invincible image flashing in his mind. He swallowed a bit nervously, heart wavering.

He gave a dry laugh and was just about to surrender out of habit when he sensed that vast, brilliant, and blazing red Star River shining within his spiritual world. His spirit jolted.

Right! Things were different now. He had advanced to the High Tier too, and had mastered the most explosively offensive Fire Element High-Tier Magic. Against Lu Jun, whose Water Element was known more for defense, even if the elemental matchup wasn't in his favor, it wasn't unwinnable either.

As for Lu Jun's troublesome Curse Element, Mo Fan had acquired the Spiritual Necklace and the armor magic equipment [Ichthyosaur Scale Armor] for defense. Dealing with this little Lu Jun shouldn't be all that hard.

Mo Fan quietly embraced the vast magic energy flowing from his Star River, like a river of magma coursing through a barren cosmos, and felt increasingly confident.

"Damn, I've been suppressed by Lu Jun so long I almost forgot how much stronger I've gotten," Mo Fan mocked himself. Then he turned to look at Lu Jun, his fighting spirit gradually rising.

If not now, then when would he become Pearl Institute's number one? Now! Right now!

Too bad Mo Fan clearly forgot while he had been progressing, others were progressing too.

For half a year, he focused solely on advancing himself, completely unaware of Lu Jun's dramatic rise in his Curse Element and the events surrounding the Totem Black Serpent in Hangzhou.

"That's right." Mo Fan stuffed his hands into his pockets and said smugly, "I've been wanting to test your skills for a while now to see whether the gap between us has narrowed... or widened."