Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Chapter 22 Space Department Reverie

In winter, you have to drink soup.

Therefore, Bai Mo was taken by Shi Yu to drink sour radish and old duck soup.

It's a small shop with an unknown name, right next to Pearl Academy, but the taste is surprisingly good.

When he got home, he put the invoice for three million yuan in the study of Mr. Bai. Bai Mo returned to his room and then carefully read the three books given by Shi Yu.

Only one of the three books is dedicated to introducing rare summoned beasts, and the other two seem to be collections of the experiences of some summoning mages.

It happened to be the winter vacation, so he had enough time to read these three books after practicing.

The next day, the Sifang Colosseum.

Bai Mo stood in a piece of sand. Opposite him, there was a slave-level demon, Flying Shadow Leopard.

The day before yesterday, he suddenly remembered that since taking control of the forty-nine space system planets, he had never used the space system's intermediate magic, space rhythm.

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 that I have broken through to the intermediate level, my mental power has also increased a lot.

Therefore, he also accelerated his star path drawing.

Now he has a thought of star trails.

Facing the flying shadow leopard, Bai Mo looked calm, facing the beast's mouth that seemed to be very close, with a fishy wind.

His eyes lit up with silver light, he calmly opened his hands, and a star map rose from his hands.

Silver light shines!

"Space rhythm!"

"Buzz~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

With the turbulence of the space, the forward demon seemed to hit an invisible wall and was trapped in an invisible cage, unable to leave even if it rushed left and right.

"compression!"

Bai Mo's palm gradually clenched into a fist, and the invisible space cage also closed with his thoughts. The originally agile flying shadow beast was reduced to a pile of minced meat.

"The power is pretty good."

Nodding, Bai Mo realized carefully that space rhythm compression is exactly what it sounds like, it is the application of space reduction.

So he thought, could he just shrink it and not press it? Isn't this the principle behind the magical power of shrinking the earth into an inch in myths and legends?

Reduce the distance between two places to an infinite extent, and then make one step a thousand miles. Is this how teleportation should be?

He guessed.

Although it shouldn't be that simple in reality, if he knows the theory and uses magic, can he also shrink something?

He did it as he thought. Facing the original pile of minced meat, Bai Mo stretched out his hand again, and the silver stars behind him connected with each other again.

The security officer who was about to come when he saw the battle was over stopped and watched quietly when he saw this scene.

The star map is completed and the 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 also shrank.

But as the shrinkage became larger and larger, he gradually lost control of the space pressure. In the end, he saw that the pile of minced meat that had shrunk to half before shredded even more with a pop.

When the security officer saw this scene, he looked very calm. This was the first time for the space mage to see it. Not to mention mid-level 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 eyes on him gradually became strange. He looked at the pile of more minced meat and fell into deep thought.

I wonder if I can take it home to make dumplings?

Um? No, I still need to practice my own spatial rhythm. When I become proficient in it, I should be able to implement my ideas.

As soon as he thinks of a huge fierce fist coming from the opposite side, he opens and closes his hand, and the fierce fist turns into a spark.

That picture is so cool.

But what still needs to be solved is how to reduce the power of magic at the same time.

Just thinking about it made him full of motivation.

When the security officer saw that he had finished the experiment, he stepped forward to clean up those things, and then summoned a demon again.

This is a slave-level black earth turtle with strong defense. Even some ordinary warriors cannot break through its hard shell.

The last time he used his sword to kill the clouds, Bai Mo probably knew the attack range of his fourth-level mind control-phantom sword.

And this time, he wanted to test the attack power of his phantom sword.

The black earth turtle huddles up in its shell and sleeps. It just needs to stay there.

He raised his hand and pointed at the black earth turtle as big as a bathtub. With a slight tap, his mind surged, and a translucent phantom sword appeared silently.

The phantom sword broke through the air, and in the blink of an eye, it was nailed to the back of the black earth turtle.

"Squeeze!!!"

The Xuantu Turtle woke up suddenly from the severe pain, and Tuotuo's blood spurted from the wound where the phantom sword was inserted.

Outline the exposed two-thirds of the sword blade.

Bai Mo dispersed the power of space and nodded slightly. The attack power was enough to deal with ordinary slaves.

If his mental power level reaches the middle level, the general can be killed with one blow.

……

The production of the summoning guidance scroll will take some time. As for how long, Bai Mo did not ask.

So he waited until the last day of the winter vacation before he received an express from Shi Yu from the same city. As expected, it was a summoning and guidance scroll.

How should I put it, this dimensional summoning is like a lottery in the previous life, and I can still see part of the card pool.

There may be SSR in this card pool, but you may not be able to see it.

The Guidance Scroll is used to increase your chances of drawing SSR.

He draws once a day, but unfortunately he is not lucky. He has even encountered monarch-level creatures, but they are not single-attribute elemental creatures.

This time, he spent money to buy ten lottery draws from the designated card pool. His summoning system cultivation level has reached the first level and second level, and he has enough magic power. Therefore, Bai Mo will conduct ten consecutive draws today.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Bai Mo closed his eyes slightly. When he opened his eyes again, his eyes had turned moon white.

A space crack illuminated by moonlight appeared next to him.

The quiet and cold breath spurted 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 as instructed. Bai Mo closed his eyes again, and his spiritual thoughts once again came to the vast dimensional world.

Scanning left and right, there is another place that seems to have been visited before.

This was a wasteland. Feeling the attraction, Bai Mo headed east. Flying and searching all the way, the most common things I see along the way are non-elemental creatures. Keep looking.

The Fiery Snake is a single-attribute elemental creature. Unfortunately, it is a warrior, and the highest it can only reach is a warrior.

Tian Feng Ma, commander level, is still a cub, but unfortunately in addition to the wind element, it also has the light element, so it does not meet the requirements.

Movie Rabbit, isn't this Thunderbird food? I wonder if there are any ptarmigans nearby.

After searching like this for a day, using more than ten hours and a summoning guidance scroll worth three million, Bai Mo still couldn't find the summoned beast he wanted.

Instead, I discovered a juvenile Bright Horse. The bloodline of a high-level commander was also a single-attribute creature, but unfortunately, it was not a monarch-level bloodline.

He just left a mark. If he really couldn't find it, then this would be it. I hope it would still be there by then.

Returning to the long-awaited school, the classroom is as lively as ever.

"Wow, the boss is here!" Some students exclaimed when they saw Bai Mo walking in. They already knew that he had become an intermediate mage.

In fact, more people were already surprised when Suning, the head teacher in charge, informed him of the news in the group. At this time, they were even more joking.

After getting along with him for more than a year, even if he knows that Bai Mo is a genius, he does not reject others and can joke with them, so the classmates in the class will not think that he is out of reach.

"The boss is still so handsome." Another classmate said.

"Hey, I like hearing this, please tell me more." Bai Mo smiled and watched everyone laughing and joking with him, and said to the classmate who said he was handsome.

"Tch~~!" Suddenly there was a boo.

Bai Mo pretended not to hear, and took his seat with slow steps.

"Hey, have you found the summoning beast?"

As soon as he sat down, Zhou Tianyuan next to him touched him with his arm.

"not yet."

"Your talent is too difficult."

"What's the rush? I have time." Bai Mo said nonchalantly, glanced at Zhou Tianyuan next to him and asked:

"What about you, have you reached the third level?"

"Two days left?"

"What a little piece of trash."

“How can cultivation be so fast?”

"Yes, you are not me after all."

Zhou Tianyuan: "."

The first period 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 there is something good going on, our great genius. By the way, do you have a summoned beast in your summoning system?" Suning smiled softly and handed a form to Bai Mo, indicating that he should take a look first.

"Not yet." Bai Mo took the form and answered first, then glanced at the form, was attracted by the top line, and read it slowly:

"Magic High School Magic Competition, what is this?"

"To put it simply, it is the magic high school competition in the Magic City. It is held once a year to train high school students in magic battles. It is not something that ordinary students can participate in. Are you interested?"

"Why should I go to the game?" Bai Mo wondered.

"Young man is a frisky young man. Come here, the teacher will teach you." Suning smiled and continued:

"In this competition, the school has rewards. As long as you can enter the top three, you will get one million, but I guess you don't like it."

Suning rolled his eyes and continued: "However, this competition itself has rewards. The first place can get rewards from the Magic City College Alliance. In addition to the wing magic tool, you can choose any other magic tool, and You can be admitted to Pearl Academy in advance."

"None of these are the most important!" Suning said slowly. Without waiting for Bai Mo to ask, she said: "The most important thing is that the first meeting will reward the Nebula Spiritual Vein, which is an important treasure to help junior mages break through to the intermediate level. ."

Hearing this, Bai Mo nodded, knowing that this thing, as long as the talent is not ridiculously bad, can help junior mages break through to the intermediate level.

Reading the form, he noticed the column of captains and players, "Does this competition require a team?"

"That's right, everyone in the first-place team will receive a reward."

"What about second and third?"

"Reward a magic tool." Suning paused, "If you get the first special recruit, you don't have to come to school."

A flash of interest flashed in his eyes, and a smile spread across Bai Mo's face and he said:

"Teacher Su, I am not interested in holidays or holidays, or rewards or rewards. You know me, I have always been a good student who is indifferent to fame and wealth, and loves learning. The school treats me so well, and I just want to bring glory to the school!"

Suning looked at the confident expression on Bai Mo's face. If she hadn't been Bai Mo's class teacher, she would have believed it.

However, Bai Mo was willing to participate, so she nodded, indicating that she believed it.

After saying this, Bai Mo's expression dropped, "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 while and then spoke again, "During the competition, the number of players on the team with the smaller number will prevail."

"That's it. Then give me three more tables. I plan to have a team of three and one person as a substitute. Is that okay?"

Suning nodded, picked up three more forms and handed them to him, "Of course. You will be in charge of the school team this time. I will follow the team and help you with various procedures."

"Understood. If the teacher is fine, I will leave."

"Who are you going to team up with?"

"Zhou Tianyuan, Zhao Qingying, and one more I haven't thought about yet."

Bai Mo replied, and after seeing that Suning was fine, he was about to leave the office. Just when I stood up, I remembered that this was a registration form and I hadn't asked about the start time of the competition.

"Teacher, when does the game start?"

"This September."

Bai Mo was a little confused: "Sign up now for the third year of high school?"

"It takes time to train in advance and organize competitions, such as screening participants. Some repeat students cannot participate, and there is only half a year left. But our school has you this year, so you don't have to worry."

"Teacher, you are right."

Suning rolled his eyes and added slowly:

"Don't be careless. The magic city is very big. You are not the only genius. Over the years, there has been no shortage of students who have reached the intermediate level in high school. Besides, you still have a summoning system that you can't use."

Bai Mo didn't care, not every mid-level mage was an intermediate mage. Some people have reached the middle level, but they don’t know the middle level magic. How can they fight with them?

He guessed that Suning didn't ask whether she knew intermediate magic. It should be because her breakthrough time was too short. In her opinion, she would definitely not be able to master intermediate magic.

"Let's go back."

Seeing Bai Mo's nonchalant look, Suning was a little angry. Thinking that this student had never fallen off the chain, she waved her hand impatiently.

"Ang, bye, teacher."

　The computer spent a chapter today T﹏T

　　

　

(End of this chapter)