Making snow with fire
The downside of a melee is that there's no cover, and no one can hide in the dark. This is naturally disadvantageous to those who are good at playing dirty tricks.
Fortunately, Hua Shaoqing likes to fight with others in the open.
He held the wand tightly in his hand and kept his eyes fixed on the three people, which made people feel uneasy.
The group of people flew so fast that they left afterimages, and when the audience outside saw these afterimages, they looked like a fleeting flash of brilliant fireworks.
The teachers all urged their students to open their eyes and watch carefully so as not to waste this excellent competition.
"Hua Shaoqing is absolutely worthy of being the captain," Yan Ning sighed. "He fights with such ease, and his moves are so fast and fierce, it's as if he's truly been in a life-or-death struggle."
Yu Huiyan stared at the screen intently, not forgetting to chat with Yan Ning. "Indeed, there have been. Our world is not as safe as Xinghe and your Milky Way. Even though it seems to be protected, it is often surrounded by dangers."
“So we are so happy to study here!”
Yan Ning thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case. In just the few days they had been there, they had been hunted by Jing Hong's sister and then by that group of gods. It was truly... thrilling.
After all, spiritual power is a powerful weapon, and anyone can easily grasp it in their hands.
If the situation is not properly managed, it will be difficult to maintain peace.
It should be said that it is difficult to control.
Perhaps life in their world can be considered pretty good.
Yan Ning suddenly thought that in such a huge galaxy, there are as many as seven or eight billion people within the known range. Even if only one percent of them are gifted, the number is still in the tens of millions.
With so many people possessing spiritual powers, do these "armed men" have to be managed by these five young people in their twenties?
Yan Ning suddenly felt that his future self should not be a "savior", but rather a social animal.
How much money are civil servants promised? They will do so much work in the future!
"Think about it brightly. What if when we go back, the world's population is only a few tens of millions?" Lu Lanting didn't seem to be worried about it and comforted him with a smile.
"Or, what if the extermination is complete and there are only five of us left when we return?"
Yan Ning was silent. It wouldn't be a good thing if the population shrank like this in a thousand or two thousand years, right?
She put the subject aside and looked back at the woman who had appeared in the picture.
She is usually quite aloof, but it's different when she fights. At that time, she looks fierce, her thin lips are tightly pursed, her brows are furrowed, but there is a trace of blood in her eyes, as if she wants to bite off other people's flesh.
Yu Huiyan was delighted and said happily, "See, being teammates with Qingzi really makes me feel safe."
But on the other hand, it is not a good idea to be an opponent of Hua Shaoqing.
Hua Shaoqing in the picture suddenly stopped. Everyone didn't know what she was going to do and couldn't help but worry about her.
"What happened to her? Is she frozen?"
"What if we get ambushed right now?"
Before everyone could finish worrying, a string of unclear elegant words flowed out from between their lips and teeth.
【ㄓㄨㄥㄕㄥㄎㄨ, ㄅㄨㄎㄜㄐㄧㄝ。 】
"What is she saying? It sounds like a spell? Oh my god, how come she's so fluent in Yayan after just a short time of learning it?"
"Aren't the spells we learned just for fun? How can they be so long?"
【ㄅㄧㄈㄤㄏㄨㄢ, ㄅㄨㄎㄜㄊㄨㄥ。 】
"You haven't finished yet?"
The gem in the wand reflected golden light, and the whole wand seemed to be holding its breath, ready to move.
But its owner seemed increasingly cold, and even his voice had lost its warmth.
His opponent seemed frozen in place, eyes wide and mouth open in disbelief, looking up at her.
【ㄇㄧㄇㄧㄧㄢㄧㄢ, ㄒㄧㄥㄖㄨㄥㄎㄨㄍㄠ。 】
As soon as he finished speaking, the opponent seemed to be strangled by the throat by an invisible object, and was sent out before he could fall to the ground.
Before this, he always had a sad look on his face.
This powerful move probably exhausted Hua Shaoqing's strength, making her unable to hold on and fall to the ground without caring about her image.
Yu Huiyan was proud of it. "This is a powerful trick Hua Shaoqing found while browsing the library. It's really cool!"
"This move is called 'Sorrowful Text'. Those who are struck by it will be filled with grief and feel a life worse than death. Unable to bear it psychologically, they will naturally be transported out of the illusion."
Yan Ning was shocked and felt lucky. "It's so powerful. Fortunately, she didn't use it when fighting me. Otherwise, I would be in a shadow when I come out."
The homeroom teacher beside them added, "The spiritual arts taught in general schools are C- and D-level everyday spiritual arts. Regardless of one's talent, as long as one works hard, one can basically learn them."
"The 'Sad Text' used by Hua Shaoqing is different. It belongs to the B-grade spiritual arts. Many B-grade spiritual arts cannot be used without the approval book, including the 'Sad Text'. Of course, it doesn't matter in an absolutely safe place like the illusion."
"I'll show you the relevant legal documents in a few days."
Yan Ning was stunned for two seconds before he realized that this was to provide them with support when they returned home in the future.
Then I thought, the library really has... everything.
Such a dangerous thing is open source and available to everyone. This is too much trust in ordinary people.
Well, she didn't think that it was because of their ten special identities that they could access everything.
"Hua Shaoqing is out, go help her." Jingyu raised her chin and smiled appreciatively, "What a studious child."
Unexpectedly, the first person to help was not Yu Huiyan or anyone else, but Tian Runze, the senior who was knocked down by Hua Shaoqing.
The senior student actually had a gloomy aura about him, but he had to smile politely, which made him look neither human nor ghost, and quite ugly.
"Congratulations, junior."
Hua Shaoqing recovered quickly, took a few breaths, stood up straight again, simply thanked him and walked to Yu Huiyan.
He poked Yu Huiyan's face as if expressing dissatisfaction, "You are so slow, you are not even as fast as others in caring for me."
Yu Huiyan then shook her hand and acted coquettishly, then walked behind her and swung her whole body, "Are you still angry about this?"
Hua Shaoqing was satisfied and snorted pretentiously, "This won't happen again."
"This will not be an example."
Hua Shaoqing raised his eyes and threw a punch, instantly changing the personality of the sarcastic Xu Suian.
Seeing him covering his head and howling, his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
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Ah, is this the last game?
Xi Zhou was still a little bit unbelievable.
"What's wrong, Xi Zhou? Are you still nervous?" Yan Ning said with a smile.
She hesitated for a long time and said embarrassedly, "After all, I got in through the resurrection match. My luck has never been very good. What if I encounter something I am not good at..."
"Pfft!" Yan Ning quickly covered Xi Zhou's mouth, "Stop saying such unlucky things."
However, Xi Zhou looked at the azure sky, lowered his head by the piercing sunlight, and still said, "I always feel a little uncomfortable."
"You must be overthinking it. Go ahead and come back with first place. You can help our class stand out."
Yan Ning pushed his good friend into the illusion as he spoke, not caring whether she wanted to say a few more words.
This final will be a creative competition. Each of the nine principals will pose a question, and ranking will be determined by the scores.
Xi Zhou had just stood on the field when he received the rules of the game.
[Question 1: Please identify which one is me in the shortest possible time.] The calm voice of their principal reassured the students.
One's own principal always has some understanding of him, which gives him some advantages...
Well, the principal has only been in office for less than half a year, so he still can’t recognize him directly.
Xi Zhou first cast the Mantra on a random principal whose authenticity was unknown, and asked simply, "Are you real?"
The principal looked at him with a smile and said, "Guess what?"
Xi Zhou: “…”
It seems that the effect of the truth words technique is limited. Although it can prevent him from telling lies, he is not willing to tell the truth easily.
The principals gathered in a circle, each with a physical body, and they were all identical in appearance and expression.
Xi Zhou thought, he really wished there was a magic mirror that would expose the principals.
Wait, Xi Zhou thought, these principals probably don't have real bodies, they're all clones. Because his real body can't appear in front of twenty people at the same time. So what needs to be identified is not who is the principal, but who is the principal's clone.
In other words, the other principals should be someone else's clones pretending to be someone else, so these clones should not have much memory connection with each other.
At least not so much with the principal's clone.
Logically, the clone should have the same thinking and behavior patterns as the real body...
Xi Zhou imitated Lan Manyan's voice when he called the principal and spoke behind the clones.
"Xianxian, what are you doing?"
Surprisingly, I thought it was the principal's clone who turned around to look, but it turned out that only one person didn't turn around.
Xi Zhou was stunned for two seconds, then pointed at the calm principal and said, "I guess it's him."
"No, why didn't your clone react?" The principal of the demon school was very confused and asked the principal.
"Aren't you and the God King very much in love??? Ah? Give me an explanation!"
The principal said innocently, "I thought you wouldn't react. I told myself a long time ago not to move no matter what I hear or see."
Other principals: ...
Okay, okay, I’ve learned my lesson. I won’t pretend to move around next time.
Xi Zhou waited for a while, until the second question came up. This time, she couldn't tell which principal's voice it was. Xi Zhou had always been face-blind, and these past few days were not enough for her to remember.
[Question 2: Temporarily give this question a score of 10, otherwise you will be eliminated.]
Xi Zhou: “???”
While he was wondering, Xi Zhou discovered that this small world suddenly showed signs of collapse, so he quickly input his spiritual power into it and barely maintained it.
[Question 3: Please use flames to represent ice and snow. Multiple attempts are allowed. The question ends after ten minutes.]
Xi Zhou once again raised a soul-searching question: What does it mean to use fire to represent ice? Is this reasonable?
Her first thought was to use the stacking of flames to spell out the word "ice and snow".
submit.
Well, let her think about it again to see if there is a more reasonable solution.
hiss……
As the temperature rises, the flame color will change from red to yellow to white, and at higher temperatures, it will turn blue.
Xi Zhou thought blue was a good color.
She covered herself with a layer of protective film, and then scattered a ball of light blue and white fire into sparks that fell from the sky.
It looks like a girl is standing quietly among the snowflakes, waiting for someone to come.
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