Chapter 281: Promoting Chinese Culture
The wind spirit stretched out his hands and immediately more wind elements formed a strong wind, and many air currents formed dense wind blades.
The bluish-white wind leaves directly formed a river of wind leaves, like a long dragon circling around the wind spirit. Finally, under the guidance of the wind spirit, the long dragon of wind leaves flew out and collided with countless light shuttles in a mighty manner.
"Oh my god, Bai Mo's Feng Ling is so awesome! Why is my little Yan Ji so much worse?"
Mo Fan shouted. He originally thought that since he had Yan Ji, the fire element was about the same as Bai Mo. But now it seemed that little Yan Ji couldn't even catch a sneeze from Feng Ling.
"You are only at the general level, but Feng Ling is close to being a commander-in-chief." Jiang Yu said with his chin raised.
"Why are you so proud? It's not yours."
"Mine is also a commander." Jiang Yu's mouth curled up slightly.
Unexpectedly, he bumped into him. Mo Fan gritted his teeth and said, "Old Zhao, get me 200 million summoning resources! I just made a fortune recently anyway."
On the ring, seeing Feng Ling being so powerful, the two female players from the Beautiful Country couldn't help but feel numb. Boblin also had a bad look on his face. Sky Flame Funeral was already his most powerful magic, but it was useless. He didn't know what else he could do.
The huge gap made him fall into uncontrollable anger, "Hit me!"
Shouting fiercely, he swung his arm and threw a blazing fist forward.
The two female team members did not dare to disobey his orders and immediately attacked.
But no intermediate magic could stop the Wind Spirit. The Wind Spirit swung out a belt of wind, which easily shattered the Fiery Fist and the Violent Wave, and the remaining power hit the three people.
The surging wind was like a dragon's tail. The three of them could do nothing to resist and followed the footsteps of their two teammates.
After the game, Boblin came to the Kyushu team and handed him the seal of the national pavilion. His eyes were already somewhat admiring.
He admitted that there was no particularly strong government among the countries that came here before, and this victory would eventually be broken by other powerful countries that came one after another, but it was still faster than they imagined. And it was broken by the Chinese government that they did not think highly of.
"We lost. We will change the wall panels back. We apologize for our previous arrogance. You are much stronger than we thought." Boblin gradually recovered and apologized sincerely.
The attitude of the people on the American team was quite direct. They were not as unacceptable, furious and unreasonable as one might imagine.
It can be said that the attitude is completely different from the beginning.
Bai Mo didn't care about this. This respect was what the US Pavilion should give, but the insult could not be accepted in vain.
He picked up the national seal, looked at it for a few seconds, and then handed it to Boblin.
"This is the humility I taught you. Frame it. We don't need a badge."
After he finished speaking, Bai Mo finally put on a smile. He glanced at the team members behind him who all looked relieved, and chuckled.
"Let's go."
After defeating the American Pavilion, the group will stay here for a few days as usual, waiting for the instructor's next arrangements.
As the most economically developed city in the United States, if New York is ranked second in terms of prosperity, no one would dare to claim to be the first.
Everyone dispersed, and Bai Mo stopped Mu Nujiao, who was about to go back to practice.
"Why are you pulling me?"
"Don't always immerse yourself in cultivation." Bai Mo was a little helpless. During the journey, Mu Nujiao had been practicing most of the rest time.
"I'm just afraid of leaving you too far behind."
Bai Mo was stunned. He really had no way to deal with this. If the plug-in could be shared, he would not be stingy, but unfortunately it couldn't be shared.
Pursing his lips, he said in a negotiating tone: "Then take a break, just think of it as accompanying me."
"Where to?" Mu Nujiao did not hesitate.
"Just take a walk. I heard the central park here is nice."
As an international metropolis, New York has many fun places, but most of them are difficult to enter without ID, such as going to Broadway to listen to a concert.
The city was full of tall buildings, and in the urban area where they were, low-rise houses were rarely seen.
New employees are joining us on the road, and beautiful national flags can be seen everywhere. The buildings are clean, but there is garbage on the streets from time to time, and there are even homeless people sleeping on the ground.
Walking along Fifth Avenue, even with the speed of a high-level wizard, it didn't take long to reach Central Park. Amidst the modern streets, one suddenly encountered lush greenery, which was a refreshing feeling.
There were many people walking their dogs in the park, as well as some walking their underage demons. Bai Mo held Mu Nujiao's hand and walked slowly.
A fresh breeze blew from the deep forest, carrying a little moisture. Most people passing by would look at them, both men and women, young and old.
“It seems we are very popular.”
“Narcissism.”
“Be brave enough to admit your own excellence.”
“.”
"Why aren't you talking?" Bai Mo tilted his head and glanced at her, "Are you feeling inferior?"
"You are the one with low self-esteem." Mu Nujiao said unhappily.
The road ahead gradually became wider, and a small square appeared in front of us. Behind the square was a wide small lake, which gave the breeze in the forest a hint of moisture and coolness.
But Bai Mo's eyes were not on the clear and calm lake, but on a small whirlwind not far in front of them.
The small whirlwind picked up the few leaves around and spun them around, as if it was pulling people to dance.
Bai Mo felt that they were missing a main dancer, so he handed his phone to Mu Nujiao, "Take a photo for me."
A nonsensical remark came out, leaving Mu Nujiao confused. Then she saw her boyfriend excitedly jumping into the not-so-big whirlwind.
He looked calm as he lowered his waist and raised his hips, picking up a slender, dry branch from somewhere.
Then, in the whirlwind of falling leaves, his whole body began to move slowly, flowing naturally and methodically. The branches in his hands moved slowly with his movements, sometimes forward, sometimes diagonally, sometimes horizontally, and sometimes upward.
If you look at the whole thing, the branches are almost drawing circles, and Mu Nujiao's face is covered with black money. Isn't this the Tai Chi sword that the old men in the square like to practice!
However, people always like to watch the fun, especially when a handsome guy performs the ritual in a very professional manner.
The first people to gather were a few people with Asian faces. When they saw Bai Mo dancing the branches gently and the surrounding leaves following his movements, they couldn't help but have subtle expressions on their faces.
Someone has already done what Bai Mo asked Mu Nujiao to do, which is to record videos and take photos.
As Bai Mo took action, more foreigners gathered around and couldn't help but talk about this scene.
"What is this wizard doing?"
"He shouldn't be a wizard. I don't sense any magical aura."
"How do you know?"
"Because I'm a wizard."
"Is this really Chinese Kung Fu? I was wondering how they could stop so many dangerous monsters!"
However, as more people came, the whirlwind lost its power and slowly fell to the ground, but Bai Mo had almost finished his fight.
He raised an eyebrow at Mu Nujiao, "How is it? Did you record it? Isn't it handsome?"
“.”
Mu Nujiao didn't know how to describe it for a moment. This was really too ridiculous. She couldn't help but smile and said softly:
"Have you had enough fun?"
"not yet."
"You can use magic."
"That's so boring."
Shaking his head, Bai Mo took back the phone she handed over and continued to urge:
"Tell me, isn't it awesome?"
"Silly sculpture."
"Huh?!" Bai Mo looked at her with wide eyes, and then pointed at the people watching around him, "You have no vision."
"Do you think they're here to see the handsome guy?"
“…”
Bai Mo stopped talking, his eyes flickered, and he quietly cast a sound magic.
"Ahhh, so handsome!"
"Cool~"
Suddenly, there were screams and exclamations from all around, like crazy fans seeing their idol. Then he spoke, "Listen, the public has sharp eyes."
"Boring." Mu Nujiao rolled her eyes at him.
"Okay, okay, you're interesting, you're amazing."
Bai Mo said as he continued to walk forward with her, circling the small lake whose name he didn't know. Then they walked out of the park and found a restaurant to eat.
It takes time to discover and appreciate delicious food. This place is prosperous, but it's a pity that there is nothing delicious to eat.
Before the ordered dishes were served, a scream shattered the restaurant's glass. Immediately afterwards, a sound like thousands of horses galloping was heard. Panic spread almost instantly.
"What a bummer."
Bai Mo curled his lips and looked through the French windows that were actually smashed by countless hailstones falling from the sky. He saw that the streets were full of potholes and filled with broken ice, and more hailstones kept falling endlessly, covering the entire block in large patches. Each hailstone was the size of a fist.
The cars on the street were parked on the road, their steel bodies dented in large patches, alarms blaring constantly, and no one knew whether the people inside were safe.
The whole place was in a mess. People kept coming in with bloody heads, cowering and looking at the hailstones falling outside like a natural disaster.
“Pah pah pah pah!!”
The hailstones were getting bigger and bigger, like a hail of bullets. People kept hiding in the restaurant, making it extremely narrow.
"What's going on?" Mu Nujiao frowned, "Is there a magician fighting in the sky?!"
Suddenly, a chill came towards Bai Mo from all directions!
This kind of coldness is a spiritual intuition. Whenever there is a danger to life, the cells in our body seem to react in this way instinctively!
Bai Mo smiled slightly, revealing his small white teeth, and said nonchalantly:
"Here comes the one seeking death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a faint spatial ripple emanated from his body. At this moment, dozens of long ice cones flew from different directions. They had only one target, and that was Bai Mo.
The attacking ice cone was so fast that its trajectory was almost invisible. It stabbed towards him wildly, but it hit the space ripples he had emitted.
Instantly, there were continuous cracking sounds, and the powerful ice cones were all shattered, like eggs hitting stones.
More ice cones came, trying to smash the restaurant to pieces. Bai Mo snorted coldly, his eyes locked on a man in a hooded blue shirt standing in the icy rain on the street.
He was about to cast magic to protect this place, but heard Mu Nujiao scolding softly:
"Kun's Forest - Forest Sea Giant House!"
Then countless silver-green vines were seen growing and climbing on the walls of the restaurant, and in an instant they protected the restaurant.
"I'll stay here." She said lightly.
"good."
Bai Mo nodded immediately, and his figure flashed and appeared on the street. Seeing him come out, the man in the blue hood said in a strange voice:
"I underestimated you. You have some abilities."
"The Black Church!"
"You actually figured it out. I'll let you be the one who understands it."
The hooded man in blue said arrogantly. At this moment, Mo Fan and his companions came running over and shouted, "I'm here to help you!"
"Hahaha, just you!"
The man in the hooded blue shirt made no secret of his contempt for Mo Fan. He glanced at Zhao Manyan and Mu Ningxue, who were brought over by Mo Fan. Suddenly, a large piece of hailstones as big as basketballs fell towards them.
"Don't worry, you are all going to die, but you two are irrelevant personnel, so you should retreat."
Mo Fan and the other two saw hailstones as big as basketballs coming at them. Even the mage's body could not withstand it, so they had to disperse in a hurry.
And above Bai Mo's head, even larger hailstones were falling!
"wind!"
Bai Mo's eyes suddenly turned bluish-white, and a fierce wind blew around him in the blink of an eye. The huge and chaotic airflow blew away all the incoming hail.
"Qianyuan Wind Region!"
"Origin Wind Region!"
With his hands open, two wind fields were released instantly, and a battle robe made entirely of wind appeared on Bai Mo's body. The whole person was suspended in the air surrounded by wind elements from several kilometers around him, as if he was the master of the wind!
Wind elements continued to gather like sparks, impacting the ice domain of the man in the blue hood bit by bit, and in an instant it formed a prairie fire. The two wind domains supported by countless wind elements instantly broke free from the violent hail covering the streets.
"How is this possible! How is it possible that you have a domain?!"
The blue-clothed hooded man exclaimed in disbelief, but as a former temple mage, he reacted quickly. He adjusted his mentality with just one sentence and sneered:
“As expected of a noble son of a prominent family, but do you think that as an executioner of the Black Church, I rely on only one domain?!”
As he spoke, a strange light almost instantly formed in his eyes and attacked Bai Mo's spirit.
"Mo Fan, Mu Ningxue, guard the intersection."
Bai Mo ignored the man's words, and even disdained his mental attack. He had already formed a feud with the Black Church, and he would not let him leave.
"Let me give you a taste of my mental attack!"
"Soul Devouring Demonic Sound!"
After he finished speaking, feeling that the wind that protected his soul was gone a little, Bai Mo looked at the man in the blue hood. He raised his hand and tore out countless strings of sound. The strings gathered into five long claws, which broke into the spiritual sea of the man in the blue hood in the blink of an eye.
"Ah! Phonology!"
A roar so painful that it was distorted came from the mouth of the blue-clothed hooded man. His mental power was not as strong as Bai Mo's to begin with, and now he was attacked by the sound magic blessed by Bai Mo's fifth-level mental power realm. The sea of his mind seemed to be shattered in an instant, and intense pain spread throughout his body, and his head seemed to be about to explode.
(End of this chapter)
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