During the entertainment, Bai Mo could clearly feel the difference between Jiaojiao. She was just like her plant type, too clingy.
After being bored for a whole day, he let Nujiao leave. The competition was about to begin, and both of them needed to adjust their condition.
Bai Mo sat on the sofa, inexplicably feeling that his straight waist was a little empty.
After slowly calming down and feeling refreshed, he began to recall the secret method of Spirit Seal that he had asked his mentor Xiao Jun about two years ago.
Thanks to the murals in Tomogao Grottoes, his spiritual realm not only reached the sixth level, but also improved upon it. Now was the time for him to practice the spiritual seal.
The Seal of the Spirit is different from the Sand Core Secret Technique and the Bai family's Soul Device Secret Technique that he had practiced before. This is self-study and inner exploration, rather than seeking from the outside. It is to find the feeling of the initial small realm in one's own spiritual world.
Taking this as the source, with a thunderous momentum and a determination to burn his boats, he used the top-level telekinesis of the middle realm to cut off part of his own spirit and condense a spiritual mark.
All things are difficult at the beginning. The easiest thing for people to do is to forget. Memory can also modify many things, causing deviations between facts and memories.
Fortunately, in the past two years, when Bai Mo was executing the first step of condensing the spiritual seal and using his spirit to nourish the space system galaxy, he had always been deepening his impression of the small realm of spiritual power.
Even so, it wasn't until dark that he finally found the exact feeling.
Without the slightest hesitation, his mental power gathered in an instant, and his spiritual world was like a silver axe light falling, and his vast spiritual sea was instantly separated into a small part.
That is the part that corresponds to the mental power of the small realm!
“Hiss~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!”
A long inhalation came out of Bai Mo's throat. He, who was originally sitting upright on the sofa, now hunched over like a shrimp. His face was pale, his veins were exposed and bulging, and his originally handsome facial features were all distorted. With his pale complexion and bulging veins, he looked like a devil from hell, ugly and terrifying.
The shrimp on the sofa twitched from time to time, but in the spiritual world, Bai Mo was enduring the pain, condensing the severed spiritual power into a strange mark, and falling onto the space system galaxy.
To put it simply and crudely, this is equivalent to self-generating a space spirit seed and endowing it on the space galaxy.
But the reality is far more complicated!
Even though he had used his mental power to nurture the Space Galaxy for two years, the Space Galaxy had already adapted to being closely connected to his mental power.
However, when the space system galaxy was operating to keep this spiritual seal completely in the space system galaxy, a huge attraction was also constantly disintegrating the spiritual seal and absorbing it.
Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say recall. The connection between the spiritual forces in the sea of spirit is inseparable. Even if Bai Mo temporarily separates them with his powerful mental power, they will slowly merge.
Therefore, the butcher's knife needs to keep falling!
Time and time again, this connection was cut off until the Seal of Spirit was completely absorbed by the space system galaxy. The inner and outer membranes of the galaxy completely blocked the connection between the two, and the Seal of Spirit completely became the power to amplify the space system!
Swish! The silver axe light reappears!
"hiss!!!!!!"
There was another sound of people sucking in a breath of cold air, and Bai Mo felt that his mind was going numb.
He finally understood why so few people practiced this. The pain of the first step was so unbearable. The last time he cut the soul connection, it was painful enough, and this pain was still ongoing. God knew how long it would last and how much suffering it would be.
Fortunately, two consecutive interruptions slowed down the establishment of the spiritual connection. In addition, he took twice as long to nurture the spirit as an ordinary person, which made the response of the Spirit Seal to the Spirit Sea unusually slow.
This gave Bai Mo enough time to adapt. At the same time, it also prevented him from moving his mental power rashly. He had to always pay attention to the connections in the spiritual world and separate them in time.
Frowning, he quickly let go of the influence of not being able to use telekinesis without permission. The only thing he couldn't do was use the space and sound magic systems, which were two types of magic that had to be amplified by thoughts to be powerful.
He also has the Summoning Department, Wind, Earth and Thunder Department, any one of which is no worse than the current National Academy students.
It’s enough to deal with the first half of the National Government Competition.
Facts have proved that human beings have strong adaptability. Even if the spiritual world is covered in blood, Bai Mo can remain expressionless.
His stomach protested harshly, and Bai Mo got up from the sofa which was already soaked with sweat, took off the wet clothes that were sticking to his body, took a good bath, and then went out to find food.
It was already bright in the sky and there were no vendors or carts on the streets of Venice. Bai Mo casually walked into a pizza shop and started eating.
"You don't look well."
At this moment, a voice was heard, and then a person sat down opposite him.
Bai Mo didn't even raise his head. He knew it was Jiang Shaoxu from the voice. He swallowed the last piece of pizza in a hurry and then looked up.
"I haven't slept all night, why are you here?"
As he asked, he saw Jiang Shaoxu's delicate makeup, well-groomed hair, and the small suit he was wearing, and he knew the answer in his heart: he must have been out shopping.
"Just got out of quarantine, came out for a walk."
Sure enough, Jiang Shaoxu's answer was as expected. But she said, "Captain, be moderate. Your face doesn't look like you stayed up late, but more like you overdid it."
Bai Mo raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised, but put on a half-smile. His face was indeed a little too pale, but his eyes were always bright and full of spirit, staring at the girl in front of him without blinking.
"What's too much? Who did I do that with? You?"
"You can do it by yourself." Jiang Shaoxu was not the kind of person who would feel embarrassed if someone was looking at her. She stared at Bai Mo with her eyes wide open.
If someone else looked over at this time, they would find that they were two childish kids playing a game where whoever blinked first would lose.
"Your heartbeat is a little fast." Bai Mo said in a low voice with a smile on his face.
"You heard wrong!" Jiang Shaoxu turned his head away, picked up his things and left.
Bai Mo smiled softly, paid the bill, and returned to the Guofu Hotel. However, when he was about to enter the door, he saw an oriental girl holding a microphone approaching him.
"Hello, students. We are reporters from Dragon TV, and we are doing some interviews with the Guofu team. Do you have time?"
Bai Mo was slightly stunned, as he didn't remember that there was such a set before the National Government Game. After a quick recollection, it seemed that he had seen several people being blocked on the way back, and the people around them were holding cameras.
"Of course, let's find a place to sit down and talk."
Nodding, Bai Mo glanced at the reporter's name tag. Ji Xiaolan, this name is quite interesting.
Taking them out of the hotel entrance and sitting down at a rest pavilion on the street, Bai Mo spoke,
"Miss Ji, what do you want to ask? Why are you looking for me?"
"Oh, that's right. Our interview is only for the captain of the National Team. Here are my questions."
Ji Xiaolan got into the mood and looked at Bai Mo's face with admiration. She said slowly:
"I understand that Bai Mo is not only well-known in China, but also helped other countries solve many problems during his training in the National Government. It can be said that he is young and promising. What are your expectations for leading the National Government team to participate in the competition this time?"
"One thing, I hope to win the championship." Bai Mo said very directly, which surprised Ji Xiaolan. After hearing the previous sentence, she thought this classmate would be more humble.
But no one expected that he would say the word "champion" directly. Bai Mo's words were so powerful that even Ji Xiaolan and others could not help but be infected by his aura, as if he could really win the championship.
Ji Xiaolan quickly got rid of this influence, and felt that she had lost her mind. She continued:
"Student Bai is very confident. Every captain of the National Government has a slogan to show his style, either to his teammates or to his opponents. Does Student Bai have anything to say?"
Hearing this, Bai Mo looked strange, feeling that this interview was quite fancy. What slogans? Wasn't it just empty talk? He said without any politeness, with a confident and sincere smile on his face:
"Win the second place, best wishes to you."
"Well"
Ji Xiaolan paused again. She couldn't open her iron teeth. She felt that the guy in front of her was overconfident, but he was very persuasive.
The Dragon TV interview quickly spread throughout the country and quickly spread to many national government teams, with the most lively news being on the Internet.
Turkey-flavored Guoba: The little brother is quite handsome. I like those who are so confident. It must be very beautiful to see him crying when he is beaten.
Emperor Yuhuang: Alas, self-confidence is a good thing. I hope this session will perform better.
Mei, my wife: He won the second place and still gave his blessing? Does he mean that he is the only one who won the first place? Interesting
Milky White Snow: I seem to have heard of this name, it seems to have some strength
Rili Wanji: It's so funny, he's just a bastard from the Bai family, but he can be the captain of the national team, I can do it too
Most of the comments on the Internet are questioning Bai Mo. There are some defending and rational voices, but they have all been drowned out.
If Jiang Yu, who is familiar with the Internet, were here, he would definitely find that there is a pair of people behind all these insults.
In Venice, many members of the Guofu team in different hotels also saw the interview about Bai Mo.
"Humph! Grandstanding!"
In the Fuso team's rest area, Shao Hegu snorted disdainfully. He admitted that Bai Mo had some strength, but first place? He was not worthy of it.
He saw clearly the mission of destroying the Red Ornament Guild. Bai Mo only won because he relied on the fact that he had a soul seed while Kasa did not.
Whatever, now that he also has a soul seed, Bai Mo’s advantage no longer exists.
"Interesting. I heard An Ruo say he's very strong?"
On the British team, Zhe Luo's azure eyes revealed a little interest as he looked at Irene.
"Probably. An Ruo didn't tell me in detail." Irene nodded.
"Hmph!" A man next to Irene sneered, "Young Earl Anruo might just be being polite. He is her savior after all. A clown like him should kneel down and thank God for making it to the quarterfinals!!"
"Hahaha!" For a moment, everyone else in the rest area also laughed.
In the rest area of the Jiuzhou National Team, Feng Li looked at Bai Mo with a headache.
"Be careful with your words next time. After all, you represent our national team."
"Teacher, you are still not confident in my ability. It may not be appropriate now, but in a few days, no one will dare to say it is not appropriate." Bai Mo did not care and waited quietly for the opening ceremony of the National Government Competition to begin.
"You still have to pretend. It's not good to be too high-profile." Song He touched his chin and said:
"If you don't want to pretend, you need to take a tougher stance and use your strength to tell them what you mean."
"A tougher attitude?" Bai Mo's face was strange. Was he going to crush them and end the fight quickly? !
He did know that the first opening match after the opening ceremony would be between Kyushu and Fuso, but he knew exactly why he knew that.
However, from the sound of it, the two teachers also know?
After all, given the historical baggage of Kyushu and Fuso, it is understandable that the two mentors want him to crush them.
But why would the teacher know?
This is a rubbish match. Could it be that the opponents were arranged by these old guys in private?
The many team members sitting near Bai Mo had different expressions. Some were confident in Bai Mo's ability and thought it was reasonable, while others were secretly hoping that he would fail.
As the cannon salutes rang out, the camera swept across the 32 national flags hanging in the sky over Venice and recorded images of the many mages below, bringing them worldwide attention and glory.
The Doge of Venice, Bio, took the stage to deliver a speech and thanked many magical organizations around the world, from the American Temple of Liberty to St. Peter's Basilica.
Then the exciting drawing session began, and Bai Mo, as the team leader, went on stage to draw lots.
He could feel the various gazes from those present, but he remained expressionless and walked off the stage directly after drawing the lots, not caring at all about who his opponent was.
Nearby, Shao Hegu, who had drawn the opponent of the Jiuzhou team, snorted heavily.
"You'll find out later that you're a joke."
Nearby, Mochizuki Chisaki heard his words and said, "Don't be careless, the Kyushu team is very strong."
"We are stronger, mentor. That guy has been relying on his early mastery of the soul seed. He has become arrogant. I will trample him into the ground!"
Shao Hegu said, he always believed that Bai Mo relied on soul seeds and summoned beasts? His team members can handle it.
"That's right. Jiuzhou team is just a bunch of losers. They couldn't even make it to the last 16 last time, and it's the same this time. Except for the captain, the other people in their team are probably not good enough." Ming Bushong said. He was always upset about not getting the Dark Lord's cloak.
"Ah~" Mochizuki Chishun sighed. She couldn't say, I was beaten down by that guy, right?
On the other hand, after learning that the opponent was Fuso, everyone in the government became excited.
"I think they seem very confident," Jiang Shaoxu glanced at the Fuso team not far away.
"Heh~, maybe they think we are still the Kyushu team from last year." Guan Yu said with a smile, "Teacher, let me go, I promise to teach them a lesson."
"You? I think I'm more capable." Mo Fan said, his fists already thirsty for energy.
"By the way, aren't we having our opening match?" Jiang Yu said seriously as he sat aside.
"That's right, so you have to fight me beautifully!" Feng Li said heavily.
He glanced at everyone and said in an unquestionable tone: "Mu Tingying, Nan Rongni, your injuries are not healed yet, so don't go on the court. In the opening match, we must play well! Bai Mo, Guan Yu, Nan Jue, Jiang Shaoxu, Li Kaifeng, you guys go up."
Feng Li knew Bai Mo's current condition, but still did not send out any of the three generals, Ai Jiangtu, Mo Fan, and Mu Ningxue, as a safety precaution.
He is very confident in Bai Mo's strength!
He even put four squishy supports as teammates, and the tank Lao Zhao was also suppressed.
What is TMD arrogance, what is tm arrogance,
Feng Li, that's it. He's still talking about me? Bai Mo complained in his heart, what? Putting me on top is the only respect you have for your opponent?
Clicking his lips, Bai Mo looked at Feng Li and found that it seemed to really work.
Isn't this just being a coward and a waste of time? (End of this chapter)
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