It froze for a moment, looking at its owner with confusion in its eyes.
But Wang Feng didn't explain, merely smiled faintly, then sent it back to its dimensional plane.
The Pearl Academy freshmen, who had originally lost all hope, immediately perked up when they saw It return to its dimensional plane.
"Holy crap! We finally made it through! We won!"
"It wasn't easy, 2,500 people, and we finally wore down the Great Devil King!"
For a time, the challengers who had been slacking off in the preparation area were suddenly invigorated, scrambling to get on stage and end Wang Feng's reign!
In the audience, the freshmen who had been dozing off were awakened by this sudden change, their eyes wide with excitement as they watched the Fighting Arena.
"Huh?" Dean Xiao frowned slightly when he saw Wang Feng's actions, his mind filled with questions.
Because he could clearly feel that Wang Feng's magic energy and spiritual power were still in good condition, with no signs of depletion.
"Director Jiang, do you know what Wang Feng is trying to do?" Dean Xiao turned his head and asked in a low voice.
However, he received no response.
Dean Xiao looked at Jiang Yunming in confusion, only to see that the Summoning Director was dozing off, his head bobbing, clearly in a semi-conscious state and not hearing what he was saying at all.
Not only Jiang Yunming, but also the directors and professors from other departments on both sides were in the same state.
Some even let out faint snores.
Dean Xiao shook his head helplessly. These freshmen were wearing down Wang Feng, but in reality, they were also wearing down these old men.
If he weren't a Forbidden spell mage, his current state would probably be similar to those old professors.
Dean Xiao then woke up the department directors on both sides.
These elderly department directors felt like the sky was falling when they saw that the competition was still ongoing.
Especially when they saw the crimson number 2,500 on the Fighting Arena and the time, 4 AM, they rubbed their eyes repeatedly to confirm they weren't mistaken.
"This... is this kid really human? Are his magic energy and spiritual power infinite?" Director Wei Rong, the Fire Department Director, couldn't help but mutter under his breath.
"Forget magic energy, just standing for so long, I feel like my legs are going to break..." Jiang Yunming, the Summoning Director, shook his head with a bitter smile.
Old Professor Shi Zhenxiang of the Necromancy Department suddenly noticed something: "No, where's this kid's Great Battle General White Wolf? Why is it gone!"
"He called it back himself," Dean Xiao said calmly, his gaze still fixed on Wang Feng in the Fighting Arena.
"Called... called it back?" Everyone was stunned, dumbfounded, completely unable to understand Wang Feng's intention.
Just then, a new challenger stepped onto the stage again.
Only, he had no teammates beside him!
"Haha, I didn't expect to pick up a freebie, did I? Without that White Wolf, you're just trash! It'll be me, Li..."
Before the person could finish speaking, he saw a white Healing Light suddenly flash over Wang Feng's body.
Immediately after, Wang Feng's figure appeared before him like a ghost.
"Bang--!"
With a dull thud, the challenger felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, followed by a massive force that sent him flying directly, crashing heavily against the barrier, sliding to the ground, and completely losing his combat ability.
"So much nonsense," Wang Feng said indifferently.
He then retracted his foot, his gaze coldly sweeping over the stunned freshmen below the Fighting Arena.
"Half an hour. You only have half an hour to defeat me. After half an hour, It will return to the arena!"
The freshmen looked at each other, then scrambled to sign up, as if grasping at a last straw.
In the audience, Ai Tutu rubbed her eyes, somewhat suspecting if she was having hallucinations due to staying up late.
"Sister Mu, what just happened?" Ai Tutu asked with a bewildered expression.
Mu Ningjiao explained in a low voice: "Wang Feng used Healing System magic to strengthen his body, like equipping a Spirit-level magic boots, and kicked that freshman off with explosive power."
"Healing System magic has that kind of function?" Ai Tutu's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.
"It does, but not often," Mu Ningjiao nodded:
"Healing magic itself achieves rapid Healing by stimulating cells. For Wang Feng to have such an exaggerated level of enhancement, either he has a special innate talent, or his control over magic has reached an extremely high level."
Ai Tutu realized upon hearing this: "Then it's not surprising, after all, he's a High-Level Mage~"
...
Soon, the second batch of ten Primary Level freshmen ascended the Fighting Arena.
"Don't be afraid, he doesn't have the Great Battle General White Wolf anymore, as long as we release our magic, victory still belongs to us..."
One of the freshmen tried to boost morale, but before he could finish speaking, a size 42 shoe sole was directly imprinted on his face the next second.
"Whoosh--bang!"
So fast!
Before everyone could react, that freshman had already flown out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily outside the Fighting Arena.
"Water Shield - Guard!"
One of the freshmen reacted quickly, instantly releasing a Water System Primary Level magic with a single thought, and a water-blue barrier immediately enveloped his body.
"Hmph, fists and feet can never be a match for magic! You..."
Just as he was about to mock, he suddenly met a pair of eyes shimmering with silver light.
Immediately after, he felt as if his chest had been struck by a heavy hammer, and his entire body was blasted out of the Fighting Arena like a cannonball.
"I hate it when people talk nonsense," Wang Feng's cold gaze fell on the other eight freshmen.
Without exception, they were all blasted out by Wang Feng's [Mind Control], just like the Water System freshman earlier.
"Next batch!" Wang Feng said.
He no longer planned to waste time on these Primary Level mages.
After the previous battles, he discovered a problem—the repetitiveness of innate talents was too high.
Like those hidden minor talents that increase magic formation speed or accelerate Fire System stardust magic energy recovery.
Once he had copied them, subsequent mages with the same talents could no longer provide him with new gains.
According to his calculations, he had already copied all the hidden minor talents of the seven elemental systems, and continuing to entangle with these Primary Level mages was no longer meaningful.
To copy talents, it would be better to focus on the Intermediate Level seniors ranked highest in the various departments of the main campus.
Absolutely not empty!
"space system? How could he have space system!"
Seeing the nine freshmen being thrown out of the arena like sacks, the entire Fighting Arena erupted in noise again.
"I finally know why he's so tough, High-Level Mage! Damn, a High-Level Mage came to fish in a pond!"
All the freshmen's hearts were now utterly cold.
Wang Feng gave them hope again and again, only to crush it again and again.
"School doctor, school doctor, someone fainted!"
"Stop shouting, the school doctor fainted too!"
"..."