Full-time Mage: Start by getting the White Tiger Pendant

After Ding Yumian stepped down from the stage, her emotions quickly returned to calm, and she gave herself a few doses of spiritual comfort, barely restraining that vast spiritual power.

The best friend Huang Xingli at the side didn't notice anything, she just said regretfully: "Can't even beat him with yours? It seems that apart from the curse element, his water element is equally powerful."

The hundred people in the backstage were basically all defeated, and then Lu Jun was in full swing, without any opponents, and each one was eliminated by one move.

Six hundred... seven hundred... eight hundred... one thousand!

A few more hours passed, from the evening when it was just dark to the early morning, and even the office workers were going to sleep and rest, many people in the live broadcast room were hanging there, occasionally taking a look.

The barrage continued one after another, and the fun people were entertaining themselves, betting how long they could fight.

"It's been ten hours. She's physically abnormal. Whose girl is lucky to marry her?"

"It's awesome, I'm fucking convinced, this kind of shit deserves to be admitted to Pearl University, and deserves to be brilliant for a lifetime."

The freshmen in the auditorium were a little numb. They saw that Lu Jun on the stage was out of breath. He abandoned his sword, but he stood still. The mental shock alone knocked out dozens of junior mages in a row. past.

When the spiritual realm reaches the second level, no matter the spiritual impact of the spiritual system, or the haze of fear of the curse system, the power will rise in a straight line.

After a round of 'brain power' is almost exhausted, and the physical fitness is not badly recovered, he stands up like a good man again, continues to raise his sword and slash, and is eliminated domineeringly.

Repeatedly and endlessly, one genius after another was carried away.

They looked at the man whose face was covered in sweat and whose body and arms were trembling. Even though he was young and strong, he recovered quickly, but the soreness and fatigue of his muscles would continue to accumulate. The other party was now completely supported by perseverance.

The freshman couldn't understand: "Lu Rentu, what kind of reason made you go down?"

The elder sister Lu Mei who was at home didn't stare at her younger brother the whole time, she just sat on the sofa to practice after a few glances, trying to break through the high-level barrier as soon as possible, and when Yoyo woke up from deep meditation, it was already night and it was time to take a bath and rest.

When she turned on the phone casually, she found that the live broadcast room was still going on. Lu Jun had been fighting for ten hours. She couldn't help being slightly taken aback, staring blankly at her brother in the center of the fighting cage. There was a puddle of sweat on his feet, and his thin body showed signs of dehydration.

Lu Mei had to admit that at a time like this, a man's fortitude and domineering almost overflowed through the screen. He was extremely charming and strongly attracted everyone.

Similarly, Tangyue in Hangzhou on the other side finished a mission and returned home a little tired. She turned on her mobile phone and saw Lu Jun's battle.

A thousand people, in the past, would undoubtedly be killing gods.

Including other people who are still watching the live broadcast, whether they are ordinary people, civilian children, mages, or dark people with evil intentions, all of them are moved, recalling Lu Jun's killing before Mingzhu started school.

I'm not afraid of people being lunatics, but I'm afraid of the kind of people with great perseverance. Once they insist on something, they will kill you even if they chase you to the ends of the earth.

Hoo hoo...

Lu Jun was panting violently, the gold system, soul, and curse in his mind were almost dry, and the most important thing was that his consciousness tended to be blurred, and his body was unconscious.

With his clear judgment, it may be difficult to continue, and his body will collapse if he goes down, even a body that has been baptized by the magic of a mage has limits.

But Lu Jun will not give up, he has a kind of persistence or madness, he likes to fight heartily and drippingly, and it is endlessly fun to fight with others.

And the long-lost water nebula gave back this enthusiasm. When he swiped his sword to slash a ball of thunder light again, his physical strength broke through a certain limit. The dry body is constantly tempered like the tide.

Crash!

Lu Jun was stunned for a moment, the sound of the waves echoed faintly in his body, the cells and flesh greedily absorbed the magic energy like a sponge, and became stronger continuously, and a layer of dark blue faintly appeared on his fair skin.

Although he is exhausted now, his perception is not obvious, he just breathed a sigh of relief, and his physical condition has improved, but he is sure that his physical vitality has increased a bit.

The Tidal Spirit Seed baptized his physique once during refining, which made him surpass ordinary people, and this time he showed a bit of magic. Maybe Nebula Mana has the possibility of refining his body.

Lu Jun didn't have the energy to pay attention to this matter, and focused on the battle.

Perhaps because of his shaky performance, many opportunistic people discovered the possibility of defeat, and the number of applications for challenges increased.

To this group of people, the freshmen in the auditorium responded with contempt. To tell the truth, everyone was so convinced that they had nothing to say, but they couldn't control how others chose.

1,200 people... 1,400 people... 2,000 people!

A few hours passed after the early morning, and half of the freshmen at Pearl Academy were on stage.

The lights of the Colosseum were on all night, and many old students who watched the theater couldn't bear to leave one after another and went back to the dormitory to practice!

That's right, it's cultivation! The ghosts knew that they saw how outrageous Lu Jun's fighting was, and they felt a strong sense of urgency in their hearts. The freshmen are so busy, and if the seniors don't work hard, they will be finished when the other party enters the main campus.

Of course, their blood was excited. Anyone who watched the live broadcast seemed to be poured several bowls of chicken soup, turned off the video, and immediately fought.

In addition, the professors and teachers of the Pearl Institute were drowsy, and the head of the summoning department was weak.

The sky is bright outside the museum, all night long.

Never, there has never been a mage who can fight for a day and a night, and now such a person has appeared.

With the dawn, the office worker got up, turned on the phone and checked, it was still playing! Taking a deep breath, the enthusiasm soared, and it quickly spread to all major websites. In line with the previous "Everyone here is garbage" emoji package, now it is also screenshotted and made into "Who else! '.

The freshmen looked at Lu Jun in a daze. The body that seemed to be falling was actually a wall of despair. He stood in the center of the Colosseum of Pearl Academy like an unbeatable god of war.

What Lu Rentu, this is the first iron man in history!

Everyone prayed silently, unable to tell if they wanted Jun Lu to continue fighting, or they hoped that someone would pick him down and end the nightmare.

At this moment, Lu Jun's three-system nebula has dried up, leaving only the water-system nebula that has not been used much.

Now he is bare-handed, and only blesses himself with the blue water aura, surrounded by several glistening streams of water, interwoven into a water armor robe, and then rushes up to the mage under the baptism of elementary magic.

war! His blood boiled, regardless of the flame burns, frostbite, and even restrained his thunder and electric shocks and other scars.

The challengers are all confused, the body of an intermediate mage, plus the two baptisms of the water-type spiritual species, is simply an adult beating a child.

Jun Lu didn't know how long the battle lasted, he kept fighting, draining every trace of his potential, his eyes turned red, the challengers in front of him appeared on stage, the rotation was fast, and one by one failed and exited.

Finally, he heard the yawning referee next to him say: "Who else comes on stage, wait a few more minutes, and if no one comes up, it will be considered a loss."

All the freshmen in the Colosseum were silent, looking at Mr. Lu, there was no throne under him, and there was no corpse, but they were already full of 'corpse', cast into a throne.