Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Chirp chirp!!!

The Thunderbird flapped its wings in Bai Mo's palm, making dense and sharp thunderous sounds like the chirping of thousands of birds.

In a trance, Zhao Jing thought that everything in front of him was an illusion, and he seemed not to have launched that full-strength attack at all.

But the empty sea of ​​stars cannot be faked.

Looking at Bai Mo's palm, it was clearly a full-strength attack condensed from his vast lightning magic energy, but he was rubbing against other people's fingers like a dog.

Zhao Jing completely collapsed.

"This is impossible!!!"

He shouted, but what greeted him was only the mighty Thunder Bird flying towards him on Bai Mo's palm.

That was originally his magic, but now it was destroying him!

I'm afraid any wizard who sees this scene would be shocked and terrified.

Who would want the attack they launch with all their strength to be attacked back on them?

Zhao Jing was hit by the Thunderbird and was completely turned into a burnt charcoal man under the penetration of lightning.

The audience seats in the outer city area erupted in thunderous cheers, all of them marvelling at the splendor of this scene.

But many mages, from beginner to advanced level, all had their mouths slightly open, unable to speak.

"It's actually quite tiring to fight you, because I don't need to use fusion magic to win."

Bai Mo didn't say anything, but his words just now echoed in everyone's mind again.

Wei Guang looked at this scene in shock, muttering to himself:

"That is definitely not an effect that chaos magic can produce. The thunder is completely out of Zhao Jing's control."

"It is said that only forbidden spells can have such overwhelming control over magic to low-level mages."

Among the representatives of the noble families, the capable lady Sister Yang said softly with her eyes flickering.

As she spoke, she also glanced at an old man who was sitting in front of her and in front of everyone else.

People from these aristocratic families have hardly ever cast a forbidden spell, so what level of forbidden spells are they at?

We can only rely on legends.

But an old man sitting in front of Sister Yang shook his head.

“The power of forbidden spells is a kind of control, which allows the elements within the range of control to be enslaved and controlled, and not to obey the orders of others.

However, the thunder magic of Baibai Judgment was more like an extraordinary transcendental force, which directly controlled the thunder magic released by Zhao Jing.

If he cultivates forbidden thunder spells and is lucky enough to obtain divine gift, he can also have similar effects. I am afraid that all the thunder mages in the world will not be able to raise their heads in front of him.

And the status of our Jiuzhou's lightning department may also be raised to the forefront of the world by his own efforts."

Upon hearing this, the people who were listening quietly nearby were all stunned.

They knew that this ability was powerful, but they never imagined it would be so strong.

You have to know that the old man in front of you is Zhao Jing's teacher, a master of plant-related forbidden spells.

If Zhao Jing hadn't begged, wanting to take advantage of the momentum of defeating Bai Mo to obtain the approval of the Core of the Earth.

He wouldn't even ask the old man to take time off to come over.

The reply from a plant-based forbidden spell was so convincing.

Even Dean Xiao, who was sitting not far from the old man, thought that the old man's words were a form of flattery.

But he couldn't deny that Bai Mo was very likely to do so.

Thunder, the king of elements!

Most mages would choose to equip themselves with a thunder element.

It is like a sacred eagle soaring in the sky, and the mages can only chase it on the ground.

It is absolutely lucky to be lucky enough to be glanced at by chance.

Countless people wanted to capture it, but they were all injured by the aggressive condor.

It is unruly and looks down on everything.

But now, someone has become the owner of this sacred eagle.

Shao Zheng stood in the distant sky and sighed slightly, saying that the new generation pushes the old generation forward.

“He has so many magic systems, many of which would be trump cards if they were placed on other people.

But this kind of trump card is not ranked in his rank. We have always believed that he is outstanding in the dimension system, but it seems that we are biased now. "

He sighed softly to Hong Wu, the president of the Magic City Magic Association standing beside him.

"This is a good thing." Hong Wu said concisely.

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Zhao Jing was quickly taken away by medical staff. Bai Mo returned to the top of the building and looked at the seats of the representatives of the aristocratic families.

Who would have thought that when they turned their heads, a large number of representatives all lowered their heads.

It was like an ostrich seeing its natural enemy and trying to cover its ears to steal the bell, thinking that this way Bai Mo would not be able to notice him.

However, Bai Mo did not look for them again. His eyes fell on Wei Guang who was looking at him with complicated expressions.

Bai Mo said: "Go on, it's your turn?"

Hearing this, Wei Guang took a step forward subconsciously. When he reached the top of the tall building and was blown by the cool night breeze, he suddenly came to his senses.

"I"

He opened his mouth, "I give up!"

After saying that, he lowered his head, a pair of wings appeared behind him, and he flew away.

In an instant, the audience seats in Huanwai City, which had once again quieted down, exploded again.

This is Wei Guang. It’s too unexpected that he surrendered without a fight!

"He admitted defeat? How could he admit defeat?!"

Someone who had just bet on how many moves Wei Guang could sustain shouted loudly.

Some people also said with regret: "I was hoping to see another great battle, smelling the scent of death, watching the spectacular magic, the destroyed cities, and the chaotic sea breeze. How beautiful it would be."

“It’s not surprising actually. Bai Mo once rode the Flame Bird to save Xiamen. His fire element is also very powerful!

Wei Guang's best skill is fire, so he may not be better than Zhao Jing in front of Bai Mo. "Someone analyzed:

"What's more, whether it's the lightning or fire system, Bai Mo's main training is not him, so it doesn't matter whether he fights or not."

Amidst the discussions, Bai Mo did not leave. Instead, he waved to Feng Zhoulong and asked him to come directly to the camera.

Seeing a person suddenly appear, the entire Naval Battle City fell silent again.

"Let me introduce to you all. This is the pioneer and founder of the Fusion Method, Feng Zhoulong."

"Next, all major colleges and universities will cooperate in compiling relevant teaching materials for the Fusion Method and provide guidance for running schools for the Fusion Method. Please communicate with Director Feng Zhoulong."

Bai Mo took a step back, revealing Fengzhoulong, and the voice from his mouth spread throughout the Sea Battle City.

At some point, thunderous applause and cheers came from all directions.

Excitement, hope, passion and all kinds of emotions were mixed in the applause and cheers.

Many people have heard that the theory of fusion magic was not completed by Bai Mo alone.

They are not even the leaders, but they don't know who is behind the scenes.

Wearing a white coat, with wrinkles and a dull complexion, his face shows the traces of time, and he looks mature and steady. At first glance, he looks like Old Feng, a scientific researcher.

It perfectly fits their impression of researchers.

After watching the four competitions, any magician would understand the importance of the fusion method to them.

This method is free.

Just for this reason, the loud applause and cheers were not enough to express their feelings.

Bai Mo also clapped his hands gently, looking at Old Feng, who was a little excited and at a loss, with a smile on his face.

These are what he deserves.

At the same time, his participation is indispensable for the official dissemination of the fusion method.

With Shaka by his side, Lao Feng’s safety will most likely not be a problem.

The exhibition match was over. Accompanied by Shao Zheng and Dean Xiao, Feng Zhoulong went straight to the meeting with the representatives of the colleges.

Representatives from aristocratic families also attended the meeting as observers.

They don't run schools, but since they have decided to accept it, they want to be the first to learn about this method.

In this way, we can make a profit,

The materials needed for the fusion method are very cheap.

But no matter how cheap it is, it is still a business.

Only one group of people left angrily, quietly, but they did not attract much attention in the crowd.

Bai Mo was about to leave and go to Jingwei's back to find Yu Mian and hold him to sleep. After all, it was dark.

But he was stopped by an old man.

Looking at this old man, he felt a slight pressure.

The old man in front of the family representatives?

This is actually a forbidden spell!

Bai Mo stopped and looked at the old man who was dressed almost exactly like the landlord.

"What do you want from me?"

"It's not a big deal. I just have a question that I would like the presiding judge to answer."

"Oh? What?" Bai Mo was a little surprised. "I am not very knowledgeable and only know how to fight. I usually don't use my brain. I probably can't answer difficult questions."

"Haha, it's not difficult. I heard some rumors recently that the judge has two treasures that made him successful. Would you like to take a look?"

The old man's eyes, which were narrowed into slits, opened slightly, and his cloudy pupils revealed a sincere look.

"Don't worry, I have no ill intentions. I just have some bottlenecks in my minor space major, and I want to borrow other people's experience to overcome them."

Hearing this, Bai Mo narrowed his eyes and stared at the old man.

But I was confused, wondering how could it be another treasure.

The matter was suppressed and was just a rumor.

Not only did he believe in a forbidden spell, he still came to find me.

Bai Mo said: "I'm sorry, I don't have such a treasure."

"If you say before, I believed it, but after watching the fight between you and Zhao Jing, I don't believe it anymore."

The old man waved his hand and sighed, "Forget it, forget it. If it were me, I wouldn't want to take it out either. I'm sorry, but I'm leaving now."

Bai Mo looked at him, then turned and looked at Ding Yumian who was approaching.

"How about it?"

"He certainly didn't show any ill intentions." Ding Yumian said softly.

Hearing this, Bai Mo nodded, feeling a little strange.

Is this old man really just here to see the big treasure?

He doesn't have any treasure that can help him practice, especially the space-related one.

There is a killing weapon.

But is that big gun meant for an old man?!

Bai Mo complained a few words in his mind, then put the matter behind him, carried Ding Yumian in his arms, sat on the Jingwei, and returned to Xiaoshan.

Glancing at the thin silver light covering the back mountain, it seemed that Qiuniu was on a mission again.

The night is lonely. It is not a good time to care about the totem beast. You should just get into bed.

The next day, just after waking up, Bai Mo was stunned by a call from Leng Qing.

"What! There's a rumor on the internet that I have a baby again. Why does everyone think I have two babies?"

Bai Mo was immediately convinced. He got up and went to the terrace. He teleported directly to the Xinghuo Network below, Leng Qing's office.

"What's going on!"

"You're waking up now?"

Leng Qing glanced at his messy pajamas, and there were many strawberry marks on his exposed chest and neck.

"Let's clean up first. Many people will come to report to me at this time."

As soon as the voice fell, there were two knocks on the door, and the door was pushed open.

"Sister Qingqing, a large number of new members have applied to return to the Pearl Academy to systematically learn the fusion method."