Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

During the entertainment, Bai Mo could clearly feel the difference in Jiaojiao. Like her plant type, she was too clingy.

After a day of boredom, he let Mu Nujiao leave. The game was about to start, and both of them needed to adjust to their condition.

Bai Mo sat on the sofa, inexplicably feeling a bit empty in his straight waist.

After slowly sorting out his mind, and feeling full of energy, he began to recall in detail the secret method of spiritual seal that he asked his mentor Xiao Jun for advice two years ago.

Thanks to the blessings of the murals in Tomogao Grottoes, his spiritual realm not only entered the sixth level, but also improved at the sixth level. It was the time to practice this spiritual seal.

The spiritual seal is no better than the Sand Core Secret Technique and the Bai Family's Horcrux Secret Technique that he practiced before. This is self-study, exploring inward rather than asking for it from the outside. It is to find in one's own spiritual world what it was like when it was still a small realm. Feel.

Take this as the source, use the thunderous momentum and the desperate decision, and use the top mental power of the middle realm to cut apart part of your own spirit to condense a spiritual imprint.

Everything is difficult at the beginning. The easiest thing for people to do is to forget. Memory will also modify many things, causing deviations between facts and memories.

Fortunately, in the past two years, when Bai Mo was carrying out the previous step of condensing the seal of spirit and nourishing the space galaxy with his spirit, he always had the impression of deepening his mental power when he was at a low level.

Even so, it wasn't until dark that he found exactly that feeling.

That part corresponds to the mental power of the small realm!

As he asked, when he saw Jiang Shaoxu's exquisite makeup, carefully styled hair, and the small suit on his body, he knew the answer in his mind. He must be out shopping.

There was another gasp, and Bai Mo felt that his thoughts were going numb.

"Just got out of quarantine and came out for a walk."

If anyone else looked over at this time, they would see that it was two childish ghosts playing a game of whoever blinks first loses.

"It's not like you can't do it alone." Jiang Shaoxu was not someone who felt embarrassed when others looked at her. She stared directly at Bai Mo with wide eyes.

"Hello classmate, we are reporters from Dragon TV, specializing in conducting interviews with the national team. Do you have time?"

It is enough to cope with the first half of the national championship.

"You don't seem to be in good spirits.,"

To put it simply and crudely, this is equivalent to self-generating a space system spiritual seed and giving it to the space system galaxy.

After taking them out of the hotel door and sitting down at a rest pavilion on the street, Bai Mo said,
"Miss Ji, what do you want to ask, why are you looking for me?"

A long intake of breath rushed out of Bai Mo's throat. He was originally sitting on the sofa and his body was bent into a shrimp. His face was pale, his veins were exposed and bulging, and his originally good-looking facial features were all distorted. Combined with his pale face and chaotic appearance, The bulging veins look like evil spirits from hell, ugly and terrifying.

"Your heartbeat is a little fast." Bai Mo whispered with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

He also has the summoning system, wind, earth and thunder, any of which is no worse than the current national students.

"That's too much? Who am I and who is that too much? With you?"

The shrimp on the sofa twitched from time to time, but in the spiritual world, Bai Mo was holding back the pain, condensing the separated spiritual power into a strange mark, and falling onto the space galaxy.

Bai Mo chuckled softly, paid the money, and returned to the Guofu Hotel. However, when he was about to enter the door, he saw an Oriental girl with a microphone approaching.

Even though he used his mental power to warm up the space system galaxy for two years, the space system galaxy has adapted to the mental power.

Facts have proved that human beings are very adaptable. Even if the spiritual world is dripping with blood, Bai Mo can still remain expressionless.

Therefore, the butcher's knife needs to keep falling!
Time and time again, this connection is broken, until the spiritual seal is completely absorbed by the space system galaxy. The internal and external membranes of the galaxy completely block the connection between the two, and the spiritual seal completely becomes the power to amplify the space system!

But the real situation is far more complicated!

"You heard wrong!" Jiang Shaoxu turned away, picked up the things and walked away.

This gave Bai Mo a little more time to adapt. At the same time, it also prevented him from tampering with his mind power. He always paid attention to the connections in the spiritual world and divided them in time.

Frowning, he quickly put down the influence of not being able to use his telekinesis. It was just that he couldn't use the space system and the music system. These two magic systems required the amplification of his telekinesis to be powerful.

With a stern protest coming from his stomach, Bai Mo got up from the sofa that was already wet with sweat, took off the soaked clothes clinging to his body, took a good bath, and then went out to look for food.

At this moment, a voice sounded, and then a man sat down opposite him.

Nodding, Bai Mo glanced at the reporter's sign, "Ji Xiaolan, this name is quite interesting."

Without the slightest hesitation, his mind power gathered in an instant, and the spiritual world was like a silver ax light falling, and his vast spiritual sea was split into a small part in an instant.

Bai Mo didn't even raise his head. From the sound, he knew it was Jiang Shaoxu. He swallowed the last piece of pizza in one gulp, and then he raised his head.

"You haven't slept all night, why are you here?"

Bai Mo raised his brows, slightly surprised, but made a half-smiling look. His face was indeed a little too pale, but his eyes were always bright and alert, staring at the girl in front of him for a moment.

He finally understood why so few people practiced this practice. The pain in the first step was so unbearable. The last time he cut the soul connection, it was uncomfortable enough. But the pain still continues. God knows how long it will last and how much suffering it is.

Sure enough, Jiang Shaoxu's answer was as expected. But I heard her say again, "Captain, please be careful. Your face doesn't look like you stayed up all night, but it looks more like you're overdoing it."

It was already dark at this moment, and there were no vendors or carts on the streets of Venice. Bai Mo casually entered a pizza shop and made do with it.

brush! The silver ax light reappears!
"hiss!!!!!!"

Perhaps recall is more appropriate. The connection between spiritual power in the spiritual sea is inseparable. Even if Bai Mo temporarily separates them with powerful telepathy, they will slowly merge.

Fortunately, being cut off twice in a row also made the establishment of the connection between spirits a little slow. In addition, he took twice as long as normal people to warm up, which made the Spiritual Seal's response to the Spiritual Sea abnormal. slow.

But when the space system galaxy is rotating and the spiritual seal is completely left in the space system galaxy, a great attraction is also constantly disintegrating the spiritual seal and absorbing it.

Bai Mo was slightly stunned, but he didn't remember that there was this set before the Guofu game. After recalling it for a while, he seemed to have seen a few people blocked on the way back, and the people around him were holding long guns and short cannons.

"Of course, let's find a seat and sit down and talk."

"Hiss~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!"

"Oh, that's right. Our interview is only for the captain of the national team. Here are my questions."

Ji Xiaolan entered the state and looked at Bai Mo's face with admiration. He said without any hesitation:

"I have learned that Bai Mo is not only well-known in China, but also helped other countries solve a lot of problems during his training in the national team. It can be said that he is very promising at a young age. Do you have any expectations for leading the national team in the competition this time?"

"One thing, I hope to win the championship." Bai Mo said very directly, which made Ji Xiaolan stunned. After hearing the previous sentence, she thought that this classmate would be more humble.

But he didn't expect to directly say the words "championship". Bai Mo said it so loudly that even Ji Xiaolan and others couldn't help but be infected by his aura, as if he could really win the championship. Ji Xiaolan quickly got rid of this influence, only feeling that she had lost her mind, and continued:

"Classmate Bai is very confident. Every captain of the national team has a slogan to show his style, either to his own team members or to his opponents. Is there anything you want to say, classmate Bai?"

Hearing this, Bai Mo had a strange expression. He felt that this interview was quite fancy. What kind of slogans were they talking about in the air? He was not polite at all, with a confident and sincere smile on his face and said:

"Watch the second place bravely, best wishes to you."

"Uh"

Ji Xiaolan paused again. She could not open her iron-toothed teeth. She felt that the guy in front of her was overconfident, yet very convincing.

The interview on Dragon TV quickly spread throughout the country and quickly spread to many national teams. The most popular one was online.

Turkey Flavored Crispy Rice: The little brother is very handsome. I like people who are so confident. It must look good when he is beaten to tears.
Emperor Yu: Alas, confidence is a good thing. I hope this year’s performance will be better.

My wife, Yayi: I won second place, do you still wish me well? Does he mean he is the only one who is number one? Interesting

Milky Snow: I seem to have heard of this name, it seems to have some strength
Nichiri Wanji: It’s so funny, isn’t he just a gangster from the Bai family? He can become the captain of the national government. I can do it too.

Most of the voices on the Internet are doubts about Bai Mo. They are protective and rational, but they are all drowned out.

If Jiang Yu, who is familiar with the Internet, is here, he will definitely find that behind these scoldings, there is a pair of promoters.

In Venice, many national team members in different hotels also saw interviews about Bai Mo.

"Hmph! Grandstanding!"

In the resting place of the Fuso team, Shao Hegu snorted disdainfully. He admitted that Bai Mo had some strength, but number one? He doesn't deserve it yet.

He saw clearly the mission to destroy the Red Ornament Guild. Bai Mo only won because he had a soul seed and Kasa didn't.

Forget it, now that he also has a soul seed, Bai Mo's advantage no longer exists.

"Interesting, An Ruo said he is very strong?"

British team, Zheluo's azure eyes showed a little interest and looked at Erin.

"Probably, An Ruo didn't explain it to me in detail." Irene nodded.

"Chi—!" A sneer came from a man next to Irene, "Little Earl Anruo is probably just being polite. He is her savior after all. This kind of clown must kneel down and be grateful if he can enter the top eight. God!"

"Hahaha!" For a moment, other people in the rest area also laughed.

In the resting place of the Jiuzhou National Team, Feng Li looked at Bai Mo with a headache.

"Be careful what you say next time. After all, you represent our national team."

"Teacher, you are still worried about my strength. It's not suitable now. In a few days, no one will dare to say otherwise." Bai Mo didn't care and waited for the opening ceremony of the national competition to begin.

"You still have to pretend, it's not good to be too high-profile." Songhe touched his chin and said:
"If you don't pretend, you need to show a stronger attitude and tell them your words with strength."

"Tougher attitude?" Bai Mo's face was strange. Was he trying to run over by himself and quickly resolve the battle? !

He did know that the first opening match after the opening ceremony was Kyushu vs. Fuso, but he knew why.

However, the two teachers also know what this means?
After all, with the historical baggage of Kyushu and Fuso, it was understandable that the two mentors wanted him to run over them.

But why would the teacher know?

Couldn't the opponent for this rubbish match be chosen by these bad old men after private discussions?
The many team members sitting near Bai Mo also had different expressions. Some were confident in Bai Mo's strength and felt that they should be so, while others were secretly expecting him to capsize.

As the salute sounded, the camera scanned the 32 national flags hanging over Venice, and recorded the images of many magicians below, adding to them the attention and glory of the world.

Pio, the Doge of Venice, took the stage to give a speech, and thanked many magical organizations around the world, from the Temple of Liberty of the Americas to St. Peter's Basilica.

Then it immediately entered the exciting draw session, and Bai Mo took the stage to draw lots as the captain.

He could feel the various looks on his face. He had no expression on his face and walked off the stage directly after drawing the lot. He didn't care who his opponent was.

Nearby, Shao Hegu, who was drawn as the opponent of the Kyushu team, snorted heavily.

"You'll know later, you're a joke."

Nearby, Chisaki Mochizuki, who heard his words, said: "Don't be careless, the Kyushu team is very strong."

"We are stronger, mentor. That guy has relied on his hands to master the soul seed one step ahead. He is already arrogant. I will trample him into the ground!"

Shao He Gudao, he always believed that Bai Mo relied on soul seeds to summon beasts? His players can handle it.

"That's right, the Kyushu team is just a bunch of chickens and dogs. They couldn't make it to the top 16 last time, and it's the same this time. Except for the captain, everyone else in their team probably can't." Mingbu Song said, he always felt that he didn't I was aggrieved to get the cloak of Dark Lord.

"Alas~" Chisaki Mochizuki sighed. She couldn't say that I was beaten to the ground by that guy, right?

On the other side, after learning that the opponent was Fusang, everyone in the government became excited.

"I think they seem very confident," Jiang Shaoxu glanced at the Fuso team not far away.

"Ha~, they may think that we are still the same Jiuzhou team from the last term." Guan Yu said with a smile, "Mentor, let me join. I promise to teach them a lesson."

"You? I think it's enough for me." Mo Fan said, his fists were already thirsty.

"By the way, aren't we playing the opening match?" Jiang Yu sat aside and said seriously.

"That's right, so you have to fight me beautifully!" Feng Li said seriously.

He glanced at everyone, and his tone left no room for doubt: "Mu Tingying, Nan Rong Ni, your injuries are not healed, so don't play. In the opening game, we must play well! Bai Mo, Guan Yu, Nan Jue, Jiang Shao Xu, Li Kaifeng, you guys, come up."

Feng Li knew Bai Mo's current situation, but he still didn't send any of the three generals Ai Jiangtu, Mo Fan, and Mu Ningxue as insurance.

He is very confident in Bai Mo's strength!
He even recruited four auxiliary crispies as teammates, and the human shield Zhao was also suppressed.

What is arrogance, what is arrogance?
This is Feng Li, he still talks about me? Bai Mo complained in his heart, why, putting me up is the only respect you have for your opponent?

Clicking his tongue, Bai Mo looked at Feng Li and found that it seemed to be okay.

Then isn't this just being cowardly and promiscuous? (End of chapter)