Chapter 79: Master Seer got pushed down his throne and Became Elliot's ball lifter!
Chapter 79: Master Seer got pushed down his throne and Became Elliot's ball lifter!
The time flew by for the students of the magic academy without them making much progress in controlling magic energy. Unlike Elliot, who only needed to perform hand signs to activate the energy control technique that allows him to control the god’s Qi present in his body as he wills, the rest of the students needed to train in a lot of ways to control their magic energy. God’s Qi is made out of the mixture of the essence of life and magic energy, and thus, it is a type of energy that has a life on its own, and so it can understand the thoughts of its owner and respond to their commands.
The same doesn’t go for the magic energy.
A magician needed to maintain a constant release of magic energy and use a lot of focus to release it outside one’s body and control its movement, respectively.
For that purpose, a magician needs to train for some days, practicing how it feels to emit magic energy out of their body, the amount of focus they need to control a certain amount of magic energy, the limit of the amount of magic energy they can control.
Instructor Nina hosted these practices, and the students felt grateful for her teachings as these practices helped them gain a lot of experience, helping them become proficient in the art of magic energy control.
Since most of the students were putting most of their efforts to control their magic energy, they barely made any progress in their evolutionary stage. On the other hand, Elliot had been putting in all his efforts to increase the reputation of his secret identity as well as the reputation of his virtual gaming avatar, Coin Collector. Now his game character was known to the world as the godly gambler.
Everyone knew that there was a gambling God in the magic coliseum who has never lost a bet, and hundreds of millions of people knew the said person’s in-game name. It’s because the magic coliseum has a ranking board for gamblers.
The ranking boards for gamblers records the names of the top one thousand five hundred people who have won at least more than ten bets in a row. At the end of every month, the first person on the ranking board for gamblers receives a hundred thousand magic coins, the mystical fruit of life that increases a person’s lifespan by a thousand years, and many other rewards.
Elliot did his best to sit on the gambler’s throne, not because he wanted to gain fame and attract unnecessary attention towards his gaming avatar, but because he wanted to get his hands on the Mystical Fruit of Life, a fruit that’s full to the brim with the essence of life.
Consuming it will increase his essence of life by ten thousand units, enough for him to advance to the first stage of the Celestial Channel Opening Stage.
He will get the fruit if he manages to keep the throne for two more weeks, and he was sure that he would not lose it, as his consecutive wins numbered in the thousands, a hundred matches ahead of Master Seer.
Who the heck is Master Seer?
The first place on the ranking board for gambler used to be Master Seer; However, just a day ago, Coin Collector shattered Master Seer’s best record by winning five hundred bets in a row, hence gaining the title, Gambling God.
Inside of a skyscraper, protected by a magic barrier, one could see a young man sitting on a big sofa with four seductress, one sucking him off, two caressing his body, while the last one kissed him sensually as he pressed her boobs, changing their shapes under their name.
After breaking off the kiss with his newest concubine, Master Seer looked at the man sitting on a sofa opposite to him and said, “So, what have you come here for, Manager Fang?”
“Master Seer, I’ve bad news for you,” Fang said, sweat breaking out on his forehead.
“What is it?” Master Seer asked, eyes squinting down to thin slits.
“Should I say it right in front of the mistresses?” Fang rubbed his hands, and the ladies felt his anxiousness, causing them to think that whatever news he is going to tell their master will result in him getting angry enough to hurt the ones around him.
“Go on.” Master Seer motioned him to open his mouth and reveal the bad news to him.
“You’ve fallen to the second position in the ranking board for gamblers.”
Fang’s words came as the greatest shock to Master Seer, causing him to feel shocked out of his wits.
“What? What did you say?!”
One could see that Master Seer’s eyes opened up so widely that they almost threatened to pop out of their sockets, and his mouth gaped, feeling as if someone has dropped a bomb over his head, nuking him!
“Someone has taken your spot and is sitting on the throne that only belongs to the King of Gambling,” Fang said once again, this time a bit more clearly.
“What did that happen? Just when?!!”
Master Seer stood up, yanking the beauties away from him as redness that represents his rage and anger seeped out of his eyes, condensing into the shape of a red dragon with an overwhelming aura that caused the beauties and his manager to tremble uncontrollably.
Under the crimson eyes of the lustful raging dragon, Fang’s legs trembled unconsciously, and he said, “Yesterday.”
“Who is it?!” Master Seer snorted coldly, saying those words through gritted teeth, anger clouding his mind. Yesterday, he slept so well knowing that he will remain seated on the throne of the gambler’s king that he decided to humor his concubines today and satisfy his and their needs, yet now, what the hell was he hearing?
He was pushed down his throne, and now someone else was sitting on it!
What the Fuck!
His concubines were unable to withstand the pressure emitting out of the dragon behind him, and they fell to their knees. They felt that they might be crushed if they don’t get away from him, so they crawled away from him, their butts wiggling and their breasts rubbing against the floor as they did so.