Chapter 22 Space Fantasy
In winter, you have to drink soup.
So, Bai Mo was taken by Shi Yu to drink sour radish and old duck soup.
It is a little-known shop right next to Mingzhu Academy, but the food tastes surprisingly good.
After returning home, he put the receipts for the three million expenditures in the study of the Bai family master. Bai Mo returned to his room and then carefully read the three books given by Shi Yu.
Among the three books, only one is dedicated to introducing rare summoned beasts, and the other two seem to be a collection of some summoning wizards' experiences.
It happened to be winter vacation, so he had plenty of time to read these three books besides practicing.
The next day, at the Sifang Arena.
Bai Mo stood in a sandy area. Opposite him, there was a servant-level demon, Feiying Bao.
The day before yesterday, he suddenly remembered that he had not used the intermediate space magic, Space Rhythm, since he took control of forty-nine space stars.
So give it a try today.
Last time at the Jing'an Stone Temple, my mental power broke through to the third level, and now it has broken through to the intermediate level, so my mental power has also increased a lot.
Therefore, he also sped up the drawing of his star trails.
Now he has become a star track with one thought.
Facing the flying shadow leopard, Bai Mo's face remained calm, facing the beast's mouth that seemed to be within reach and carrying a bloody smell.
A silver light shone in his eyes, he calmly opened his hands, and a star map rose from his hands.
The silver light shines brightly!
"Rhythm of space!"
“Buzz~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!”
As the space became turbulent, the demons rushing forward seemed to hit an invisible wall and were trapped in an invisible cage, unable to leave no matter how hard they tried.
"compression!"
Bai Mo's palms gradually clenched into fists, and the invisible space cage closed with his thoughts. The originally agile Feiying Beast turned into a pile of minced meat.
“It’s quite powerful.”
Nodding, Bai Mo comprehended carefully that spatial rhythm compression is just what its name suggests, it is the application of space reduction.
So he thought, is it possible to shrink without compressing? Isn't the magical power of shrinking the earth into an inch in myths and legends based on this principle?
The distance between the two places is infinitely reduced, and then one step can reach a thousand miles. Is this what teleportation is like?
He guessed.
Although it shouldn't be that simple in reality, but if he knows the theory and applies magic, then could he shrink some things?
He did it as he thought. Bai Mo stretched out his hand again towards the pile of minced meat, and the silver starlight behind him connected with each other again.
The security guard who was about to leave after seeing the battle was over stopped and watched quietly when he saw this scene.
The star map is completed and magic appears.
“Buzz~~~~~!”
The air vibrated again, and the pile of minced meat trembled slightly. Bai Mo's mind slowly controlled the space to shrink, and the minced meat shrank along with it.
However, as the shrinkage became greater and greater, he gradually lost control of the spatial pressure, and finally the pile of minced meat, which had shrunk to half its size, broke into even more pieces with a puff.
The security guard looked calm when he saw this scene. It was the first time he had seen a space magician, not to mention intermediate space magic. He simply couldn't understand what this young man was doing.
Destroy the corpse?
Bai Mo didn't know that the security guard's gaze towards him gradually became strange. He looked at the pile of even more shredded meat and fell into deep thought.
I don’t know if I can take it home to make dumplings?
Hmm? No, it's my own spatial rhythm that needs to be practiced. When I'm proficient in it, I should be able to realize my ideas.
As soon as he thought of the huge fist coming from the opposite side, he opened and closed his hands and turned the fist into a spark.
That picture is so cool.
However, the problem that still needs to be solved is how to reduce the power of magic at the same time.
Just thinking about it filled him with motivation.
When the security guard saw that he had finished the experiment, he stepped forward to clean up those things, and then summoned out another demon.
This is a slave-level black earth turtle with strong defense. Some ordinary warriors cannot break its hard shell.
The last time he drew his sword to cut through the clouds, Bai Mo roughly knew the attack range of his fourth-level telekinesis - phantom sword.
And this time, he also wants to test the attack power of his phantom sword.
The black earth turtle curled up in its shell and went to sleep, and all it needed to do was stay there.
He raised his hand and pointed at the black earth turtle as big as a bathtub. With a light tap, his mental power surged, and a translucent phantom sword appeared silently.
The phantom sword broke through the air and in the blink of an eye, it nailed on the back of the black earth turtle.
“Gah!!!”
The black earth turtle was suddenly awakened by the intense pain, and blood spurted out from the wound where the phantom sword had pierced.
Outline the two-thirds of the sword that is exposed.
Bai Mo dispersed the power of space and nodded slightly. The attack power was enough to deal with ordinary slaves.
If one's mental power level reaches the middle realm, the general can be killed with one blow.
…
It will take some time to make the summoning guidance scroll, but Bai Mo didn't ask how long it would take.
So he waited until the last day of winter vacation before he received a package from Shi Yu through the same-city express delivery. As expected, it was a summoning guidance scroll.
How should I put it, this meta summoning is like the lottery in the previous life, and I can even see part of the card pool.
There may be SSRs in this card pool, but you may not be able to see them.
The purpose of the guidance scroll is to increase your chances of drawing an SSR.
He would draw once a day, but unfortunately his luck was not good. He even encountered monarch-level creatures, but they were not single-attribute elemental creatures.
This time, he spent money to buy ten draws from the designated card pool. His summoning skills have also reached the beginner level 2, and he has enough magic power. Therefore, Bai Mo will make ten consecutive draws today.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Bai Mo closed his eyes slightly. When he opened them again, his eyes had turned moonlight white.
A space crack lit by moonlight appeared beside him.
A quiet and desolate atmosphere gushed out from the crack and soon filled the entire room.
Picking up a scroll and tearing it open, Bai Mo silently recited the elemental creatures in his mind as instructed. He closed his eyes again, and his mind once again came to the vast dimensional world.
Looking around, it was another place I had never been to but seemed to have been there before.
This was a wasteland, and feeling the attraction from somewhere, Bai Mo headed eastwards. He flew and searched all the way, and most of what he saw along the way were non-elemental creatures.
Keep looking.
The Fiery Snake is a single-attribute elemental creature, but unfortunately it is a general, and the highest level it can reach is a general.
Tianfeng Horse, commander level, still a cub, but unfortunately in addition to wind element, it also has light element, so it does not meet the requirements.
Movie Rabbit, isn't this the food of the ptarmigan? I wonder if there are any ptarmigans nearby.
After searching for a whole day, spending more than ten hours and using a summoning guidance scroll worth three million, Bai Mo still didn't find the summoned beast he wanted.
We did find a juvenile Bright Horse, a high-level commander's bloodline, and also a single-attribute creature. Unfortunately, it did not have a monarch-level bloodline.
He left a mark. If he really can't find it, he'll leave it here. Hopefully it will still be there by then.
Returning to the school I had been away from for a long time, the classroom was as lively as ever.
"Wow, the big boss is here!" Some classmates saw Bai Mo coming in, and they exclaimed as they already knew that he had become a mid-level magician.
In fact, more people had already been surprised when their class teacher Suning told the news in the group, and now they were more likely to joke.
After spending more than a year together, even though they knew Bai Mo was a genius, he was not aloof and would joke with people, so his classmates did not feel that he was out of reach.
"The boss is still so handsome." Another classmate said.
"Hey, I like to hear that. Tell me more." Bai Mo looked at everyone laughing and joking with him, and said to the classmate who said he was handsome.
"Tsk~~!" Suddenly a burst of booing was heard.
Bai Mo pretended not to hear and sat down at a leisurely pace.
"Hey, did you find the summoning beast?"
As soon as he sat down, Zhou Tianyuan next to him touched him with his arm.
"not yet."
"Your talent is a bit too difficult."
"Why are you in such a hurry? I have time." Bai Mo said nonchalantly, glanced at Zhou Tianyuan beside him and asked:
"What about you? Have you reached the third level?"
"Two days left?"
"You little piece of trash."
"How can cultivation be so fast?"
"That's right. After all, you are not me."
Zhou Tianyuan: “.”
The first class in the morning was Suning's as usual. After class, Bai Mo came to the office at Suning's request.
"Teacher Su, what do you want from me?"
"Of course it's good news, our great genius. By the way, do you have a summoned beast in your summoning system?" Suning smiled lightly and handed a form to Bai Mo, motioning him to take a look first.
"Not yet." Bai Mo took the form and answered first, then glanced at the form, attracted by the top line of words, and slowly read it out:
"All members of the Magic City Magic High School Magic Society, what is this?"
"To put it simply, it's a competition for all magic high schools in the Magic City. It's held once a year to train high school students in magic battles. It's not something that ordinary students can participate in. Are you interested?"
"Why should I go to the game?" Bai Mo wondered.
"Young man, you are just impatient. Come, let the teacher teach you." Suning smiled and continued:
"For this competition, the school has rewards. As long as you can get into the top three, you will get one million, but I don't think you will think highly of it."
Su Ning rolled his eyes and continued, "However, this competition itself has rewards. The first place winner can get rewards from the Magic City University Alliance. In addition to the wing magic tool, you can choose any other magic tool, and you can be recruited by the Pearl Academy in advance."
"These are not the most important!" Su Ning said slowly. Without waiting for Bai Mo to ask, she said, "The most important thing is that the first meeting will reward you with the Nebula Spirit Vein, which is an important treasure to assist beginner mages to break through to the intermediate level."
Hearing this, Bai Mo nodded, knowing that this thing could help a beginner mage break through to the intermediate level as long as the talent was not too bad.
Reading the form, he noticed the column for captain and team members, "Does this competition require team formation?"
"That's right, everyone on the first place team will get a reward."
"What about the second and third?"
"I'll give you a magic tool as a reward." Su Ning paused, "If you get first place and are specially recruited, you don't have to come to school for classes."
There was a flash of interest in his eyes, and Bai Mo smiled and said:
"Teacher Su, I am not interested in whether there is a holiday or not, or whether there is a reward or not. You know me well. I have always been a good student who is indifferent to fame and fortune and loves to study. The school is so good to me, I just want to bring honor to the school!"
Su Ning looked at the confident expression on Bai Mo's face. If she wasn't Bai Mo's class teacher, she would have believed it.
However, since Bai Mo was willing to participate, she nodded to show that she believed it.
After saying this, Bai Mo's expression changed, "By the way, how many teammates do you want, teacher?"
"Each team has a maximum of five players and a minimum of three." Suning thought for a moment and spoke again, "During the duel, the number of players on the field from the team with fewer players will prevail."
"Is that so? Then give me three more tables. I plan to form a three-person team with one substitute. Is that okay?"
Su Ning nodded, picked up three forms and handed them to him, "Of course, you will be the commander of the school team this time, and I will follow the team and help you with various procedures."
"Understood. The teacher is fine. I will leave now."
"Who are you going to team up with?"
"Zhou Tianyuan, Zhao Qingying, and there is one more I haven't decided on yet."
Bai Mo replied, and when he saw that Suning was fine, he was about to leave the office. He just stood up and remembered that this was a registration form, and he hadn't asked about the start time of the game.
"Teacher, when does the game start?"
"This September."
Bai Mo was a little confused: "Sign up for senior year now?"
"It takes time to train in advance and organize the competition. For example, we need to screen the participants. Some repeaters cannot participate. And there is only half a year left. But we have you in our school this year, so we don't have to worry about it."
"Teacher, you are right."
Suning rolled his eyes and added slowly:
"Don't be careless. The Demon City is huge. You are not the only genius. Over the years, there has always been a shortage of students who have reached the intermediate level in high school. And you still have a summoning system that you can't use."
Bai Mo didn't care, not every mid-level mage was a mid-level mage. Some reached the mid-level, but didn't know mid-level magic, how could they fight him.
He guessed that the reason why Suning didn't ask him if he could use intermediate magic was probably because the time he had spent on his breakthrough was too short. In her opinion, he would never be able to master intermediate magic.
"Go back."
Seeing Bai Mo's indifferent look, Su Ning felt a little angry. Thinking that this student had never let down his guard, he waved his hand impatiently.
"Oh, bye, teacher."
The computer spent one chapter today T﹏T
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