Versatile Mage: Starting with the White Tiger Pendant

After Ding Yumian stepped off the stage, her emotions quickly returned to calm. She gave herself several mental boosts(pacify) to restrain the vast amount of spiritual power she wielded.

Her close friend, Huang Xingli, noticed nothing unusual and only expressed regret, "You couldn't even beat him? It seems, besides his curse-type abilities, his water-type skills are also formidable."

In the backstage area, nearly all of the hundred participants had been defeated. After that, Lu Jun swept through the competition with unstoppable momentum, taking down each challenger with a single strike.

Six hundred... seven hundred... eight hundred... a thousand!

Several more hours passed, from the early evening when the sun set to the late hours of the night. Even the office workers preparing to sleep couldn't help but check the livestream occasionally.

The barrage of comments continued nonstop as spectators entertained themselves with bets on how long he could last.

"Ten hours, his stamina is insane! Any girl who marries him is truly lucky."

"Unbelievable, I respect this. He deserves to be at Pearl University, a man destined for greatness."

The new students in the audience had become somewhat numb. They watched as Lu Jun, panting heavily, discarded his sword. He stood motionless, relying solely on his mental impact to knock out dozens of low-level mages.

His spiritual realm had reached the second stage, and whether it was the mind control effects of the Mental or the Mist of Fear of the curse, the potency of these techniques had significantly increased.

Once the 'mental exhaustion' round had passed and his physical stamina recovered somewhat, he stood up again, ready for more battles. With a single swing of his sword, he continued eliminating challengers one by one with overwhelming force.

This repeated cycle, relentless and enduring, continued. One after another, talented challengers were carried off the stage.

The onlookers couldn't help but wonder, "Lu Jun, what reason keeps you going?"

At home, Lu Mei, his older sister, had briefly glanced at the livestream before returning to her meditation. She had hoped to break through a higher level barrier quickly. When she woke up from her deep meditation later, it was already night, and it was time to rest.

She casually opened her phone and was shocked to see the ongoing livestream. Lu Jun had been fighting for ten hours. She stared at her brother, who stood in the middle of the arena drenched in sweat and showing signs of dehydration. Despite his exhaustion, there was an undeniable aura of determination and masculinity emanating from him, captivating everyone around.

Similarly, Tang Yue, who had just completed a mission in Hangzhou, returned home, tired. She opened her phone and was stunned by the sight of Lu Jun's battle. She bit her lip, deeply moved, her emotions stirred.

One thousand challengers—if this had happened in the past, it would have undoubtedly been the work of a killing god.

Others watching the livestream, whether common folk, students, or even those with darker intentions, were all moved. They recalled the brutal battles Lu Jun had fought before entering Pearl University.

It wasn't the madness of a person that was feared, but the persistence of one who, once determined, would chase you to the ends of the earth.

Huff… Huff…

Lu Jun was breathing heavily. His gold, mind, and curse energies were nearly depleted, and most importantly, his consciousness was fading. His body was numb and unresponsive.

He could clearly sense that he was reaching his limit. If he continued, his body would collapse. Even with the energy infusion from magic and physical training, there were still limits.

But Lu Jun would not give up. He had an obsession, perhaps even madness, with the thrill of battle. His eyes burned with passion, his mental and physical energies rising steadily, treating the fight as a trial of his own limits.

At that moment, the water-type nebula responded to his fervor. As he swung his sword to cut through a bolt of lightning, his physical strength surpassed its limits. The blue nebula suddenly surged with magical energy, coursing through him, nourishing his withered body, like a tide tirelessly refining him.

Crash…

Lu Jun paused, his body faintly echoing the sound of waves. His cells greedily absorbed the magical energy, growing stronger. His pale skin even began to glow with a faint blue light.

Though still exhausted and barely aware of it, he was sure that his physical vitality had improved.

The Tide Spirit Seed, having undergone a refining process, had previously strengthened his body, and now, with the infusion of nebula magic, it showed signs of further physical enhancement.

But Lu Jun had no energy to think about this. His focus was entirely on the battle.

Perhaps it was his faltering appearance that made many opportunists believe they could defeat him. The number of challengers increased once more.

The new students watching from the stands responded with disdain. Honestly, after witnessing his relentless fight, everyone was in awe, with no more words left to say. But what others chose to do was out of their hands.

One thousand two hundred... one thousand four hundred... two thousand!

Several more hours passed into the early morning, and half of the new students had taken their turn on stage.

The arena lights stayed on all night. Many of the older students, unable to keep watching, returned to their dorms to train.

Yes, train! The older students knew that watching Lu Jun's incredible struggle had made them feel an urgent sense of competition. If they didn't work harder, when Lu Jun entered the main campus, they would be left behind.

Of course, they were also inspired, feeling a surge of adrenaline. Anyone watching the livestream seemed to have been given a dose of motivational energy. They quickly turned off their phones and got back to training.

Meanwhile, the professors at Pearl University were dozing off. The summoning department head was clearly exhausted, having stayed up all night watching.

The day broke, and the workday began. Office workers woke up, and when they checked their phones, they couldn't believe their eyes. The battle was still ongoing! The news spread rapidly across websites, accompanied by the 'Everyone here is garbage' meme, now made into the 'Who's left?' image.

The new students gazed in awe at Lu Jun, whose body, though seemingly about to collapse, stood resolutely in the center of the arena, an impenetrable wall of despair. He had become an invincible war god in Pearl University's beast arena.

"Lu the Slayer?" No, this was the first true Iron Man in history!

Everyone silently prayed, unsure whether they wanted Lu Jun to continue fighting or for someone to challenge him and end the nightmare.

At this moment, Lu Jun's three-nebulas were depleted, leaving only the water-type nebula. He was now fighting bare-handed, using his water-based shield and armor formed of shimmering water currents, enduring the assault of low-level magic as he charged forward.

The challengers were stunned. His physical strength, bolstered by his water-type spiritual seed, made him seem like an adult fighting a child.

Lu Jun had no idea how long he had been fighting. He kept pressing forward, exhausting every bit of potential, his eyes bloodshot as challengers appeared one after another, quickly defeated and carried off.

Finally, he heard the drowsy referee beside him speak, "Is anyone else stepping up? If no one else comes in a few minutes, we'll call it over."

The entire arena of new students fell silent, staring at Lu Jun. Beneath him, there was no throne, no corpse, but there were piles of 'corpses' all around, forming his throne.

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