Chapter 68 - 68: Small Tournament

On the arena stage, the Ghost Wolf Beast let out a miserable cry as its mighty body collapsed to the ground with a thud. A complex dark green mark appeared on its forehead, faint and incomplete, still growing.

Even so, the beast suffered a mental shock, with intense pain in its heart, its body weak and limp, unable to rise. It was as if it were caught in a nightmare, transforming into a one-eyed demon wolf attacking a man repeatedly, only to be slain time after time by a great sword in various gruesome ways.

He Ming was at a loss, unable to react before the fear imbued by the curse spread through the contract into his spiritual realm, inflicting considerable damage on him as well, though less severe than the summoned beast's. Covering his chest, he gasped for air, his face pale.

The teachers were slightly startled, and a few who recognized the technique remarked in amazement, "A curse system... and it's been fused with some kind of cursed material."

The gathered students broke into an uproar: "Damn, what's going on? Lu Jun just took a look, and they both went down! That was a servant-level demon!"

"As expected of Lu the Executioner, known for openly challenging the Black Order. He's really got some skills!"

The live-stream audience was equally shaken, completely baffled, until someone explained the obscure concept of curse magic, leaving them enlightened.

"The name alone sounds dangerous. Ordinary people wouldn't stand a chance if they encountered this."

"Don't worry; if he's fighting the Black Order, he must be one of the good guys."

The audience's discussions didn't disrupt the ongoing beast dueling tournament.

A healing teacher, the beautiful Ruan Ya, came onto the stage to check He Ming's injuries. Other than requiring some spiritual recovery, he wasn't seriously harmed. As for the Ghost Wolf Beast, it had already fled back to its summoned plane.

Lu Jun, still intrigued by his initial experiments with curse magic, hadn't even activated the Mark of Curse harvesting ability before the Ghost Wolf Beast collapsed. The incorporation of cursed material had significantly enhanced this system's power.

Of course, his spiritual level, enhanced by the mental magic system, also played a part.

Below the stage, the remaining nine summoning students exchanged glances, their faces dejected. He Ming was among the stronger ones in their group, yet he had fallen without even grazing the opponent's clothes.

The gap was just too large!

Just as the summoners were preparing to give up, they heard Lu Jun's cold voice from the stage: "Is this it? Don't come at me one by one; it's a waste of my time. Come at me together."

These words enraged even the most indifferent summoning students.

The audience burst into an uproar, most reveling in the spectacle, eager for the drama regardless of the outcome.

Backstage, the ninety-nine other challengers from various departments frowned. Dongfang Ming was displeased, muttering, "I thought this guy might take down ten in a row, leaving no chance for us. But now, with such arrogance, he's bound to fail."

Ding Yumian remained calm, recalling the familiar fluctuations earlier. She couldn't quite make sense of it. Strange... it was clearly curse magic, so why was there a trace of mental magic?

The live-stream chat, meanwhile, was filled with playful remarks, spamming phrases like "Arrogant!" and "So cocky!"

Someone expressed discontent: "You're all classmates. Is it really necessary to strain relationships like this?"

"They're college students, full of youthful vigor. They'll eat a loss eventually."

"Shut up! Do you think everyone is like you, timid and scraping by? Students of China should be ambitious and high-spirited like this."

"Lu Xun: I hope Chinese youth rise and don't listen to the self-abandoning words of others."

"Haha, it's ridiculous to talk about strained relationships. Mages don't play the workplace game of pretending to be polite."

Soon, nine summoning students stepped up and entered the beast cage.

Roars, howls, and screeches echoed as one servant-level demon after another materialized. Each stood three meters tall, be it demon wolves, combat blade insects, or thick-skinned iron-armored rhinos. They prowled the spacious cage, growling lowly.

Even a single one of these creatures would be terrifying, let alone nine. The gathered students held their breaths, cold sweat breaking out on the foreheads of those in the front rows.

The live-stream chat reflected the tense atmosphere, with the audience quickly changing their tone: "I was wrong. Executioner Lu, run! Don't just stand there."

"It's unimaginable—are the soldiers on the border facing situations like this too? The country really protects us well."

"I heard that just a few weeks ago, a whole clan of demons invaded Bo City. Thousands of monsters attacked. I didn't feel much back then, but now... respect to the people of Bo City."

"We're doomed. Just give up!"

"Hmph, I knew this arrogant youngster would fall. Wait for the failure."

"Hey, weren't you the one encouraging him just now? Why did you switch sides?"

Clearly, the audience was ever unpredictable.

Amid the flood of discouraging comments, only two messages with VIP tags floated by, offering simple encouragement: "Go for it!"

At home, Lu Jun's sister, Lu Mei, was idly lounging on her pillow, legs swaying, watching the live-stream of the beast dueling tournament. Seeing the scene, she smiled wistfully, recalling their first monster hunt, which had a similar vibe.

Although the nine servant-level demons here were well-trained, and one had even advanced, she didn't see it as a big deal. For Lu Jun, this was child's play. She casually sent an encouraging message.

Meanwhile, in Hangzhou, Tang Yue was also watching the live-stream of the Pearl Academy's beast dueling tournament. She sent a supportive comment and smiled knowingly.

Amid the chaos, Lu Jun's expression remained unchanged. Before the nine summoners could command their beasts to attack, he raised his hand and clenched his fist.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

Unnoticed by everyone, the beast cage had become filled with countless dark green threads, crisscrossing and forming a massive, horrifying spiderweb. Gradually, the once-invisible threads surfaced, covering a significant portion of the arena.

In an instant, the nine servant-level demons and the nine summoners were ensnared.

Their bodies froze, limbs contorted unnaturally, eyes rolling back in terror. The summoned creatures were also immobilized, like puppets on strings.

Each person and beast bore a dark green curse mark on their foreheads.

The students in the front rows of the audience were stunned, feeling an ominous aura. Looking back at the restrained summoners on the field, they swallowed hard.

Mid-tier Curse Magic: Spider Trap – Web Weaving.

A wide-area control skill, though it lacked the soul-draining capabilities of third-level spells. Yet, with the enhancement of the Curse Material: Mark of Curse, this first-level spell was already formidable.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

Lu Jun remained calm. He wasn't yet proficient in mid-tier curse magic, but it didn't matter. This system wasn't about taking the initiative but about weaving traps invisibly, waiting for the right moment.

From the moment the nine summoners entered the stage, he had been calmly aligning his curse stars. Both the curse and mental systems were highly concealed. Even a clumsy mage could weave a net within ten seconds.

By the time his opponents prepared to attack, they had already fallen into his trap.

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