The battle between Bai Xiao and Yuan Shi soon set off a wave of heated discussion in the academy. After dinner, most of the students were talking about the details of the battle.

As a place where geniuses emerge, Hongshan Academy will experience eye-catching strange events every now and then, but the battle between Bai Xiao and Yuan Shi is obviously super standard.

As a 16-year-old freshman, Bai Xiao’s combat effectiveness showed in just a moment has become an absolute graduate level.

Even Ge Cun, who is now in the fifth grade, is the highest-profile and is known as the Haotian Flagbearer Reserve, seems to have never played such a shocking scene in a simulated battle.

Of course, measuring the level of a demon priest cannot only look at combat effectiveness. Many demon priests have never fought with others in their entire lives, but are still famous masters. Bai Xiaochang clearly has to go to the dark on the road of fighting specialization, and it is not fair to compare his strengths with others' weaknesses.

But from another perspective, when a person's strengths are unparalleled and exceed the capacity of many people, people cannot help but be excited...

Bai Xiao naturally ignored people's hot discussions.

As early as when he left the snow-capped mountains and stepped onto the land of the southern continent, he was already accustomed to being hotly discussed. On the gray plains in the north, his animal skin suit was pointed at by people almost everywhere he went, and the exposed chest muscle lines often made southern women feel inexplicably familiar.

Although he also received similar treatment when he was in a tribe, he had few people in the tribe, and he could not compare with the south.

In short, if you care about the crazy murmurs of the southerners, Bai Xiao will not be able to reach Hongshan City for half a year.

The young man in the snow-capped mountains maintained his usual calm attitude and came to the second floor of the main teaching building wearing a black custom robe that symbolized the chief freshman.

In front of the door, I met my junior sister of my classmates.

"Zuo Qingsui, good morning."

The girl was holding a book to preview while holding half of the pancake in her mouth. When she heard Bai Xiao’s voice, she was so scared that she was like a hamster. She was stunned on the spot, and the pancake in her mouth fell down.

Bai Xiao took the pancake as soon as he copied it, stuffed it back into Zuo Qingsui's mouth, and patted her head: "Let's go to class."

The girl's face turned red like a demonized tomato that was about to explode, and she couldn't say a word.

A moment later, Bai Xiao sat in the first row of the classroom - strangely, he was obviously stuck, but the front row was still empty. The top students who usually like to show their positive attitude towards learning all filled the back row, which looked like cans.

Bai Xiao frowned and looked through the class schedule. This open class is indeed a junior magic text, not a blast demonstration...

"Because the teacher is quite special."

A girl in red chuckled and sat next to Bai Xiao.

Of course it's Qingyue.

The girl's calm smile made Bai Xiao feel familiar and unfamiliar. Then, without waiting for Bai Xiao to greet good morning, Qingyue smiled with her lips pursed.

"I took good care of my junior sister just now."

Bai Xiao said: "Yes, it's quite cute, and it's not good to waste food."

Qingyue nodded: "It's really cute, I like her very much. Both my teacher and I think that among the students under Yuanshi, except you, she should have the highest achievements in the future. She is talented and down-to-earth, and the most important thing is that she has few distractions. It's a pity..."

"pity?"

Qingyue sighed: "You will know later."

While talking, an old man wearing a platinum magic robe walked into the classroom with great momentum.

The air in the classroom became colder a few degrees instantly.

The top students in the back row bowed their heads and said nothing, as if they were refrigerating canned food.

For any student with basic political sensitivity, the three words Zhang Jincheng can be regarded as sensitive words in the college recently.

After the magic seed transplant ceremony, the dean held a gathering to discuss the maternal restoration plan. Then Zhang Jincheng took the opportunity to attack, which also caused the royal family to disrupt the situation. In the end, Yuan Shi was beaten with a mess of fists and his nose and face was swollen...

Such a legend has long been circulating in the academy. On that day, a practical exercise between Yuan Shi and Bai Xiao could attract hundreds of audiences, because they have become the focus of attention of the entire academy!

Yuan Shi played a glorious and positive role in the storm. In turn, Zhang Jincheng naturally became a clown, but this clown was still an imperial inspector and the highest-ranking senior mentor in the academy. There was no good way for everyone to deal with him.

Even the public courses of elementary magical literature can only be handed over to him to teach.

The senior clown also knew his public image very well. After entering the classroom, he went straight to the podium without any unnecessary greetings and spoke in a deep voice.

"Demonic text, as the name suggests, is the basis of the magic civilization. For individuals, whether it is cultivating magic weapons or tempering magic consciousness, they need to use magic literature to sort out thinking and shape order. For groups, magic literature is the only effective carrier of magic knowledge. The subtle changes in magic power are difficult to accurately describe in human language. Even the most outstanding linguists cannot translate the mystery of magic Tao into human language. Therefore, no matter how good your talents are, how smooth you can master all kinds of magic powers without a teacher, if you don't learn magic literature well, you will be just a primitive savage. In the face of the magic civilization accumulated by humans for 2,500 years, it will be as small as an ant."

Zhang Jincheng's opening remarks are extremely correct, and any prelude to magic textbooks will have similar content. However, when talking about this correct remarks, especially when mentioning the four words "primitive savage", Zhang Jincheng has been staring at Bai Xiao.

As the snow mountain wild man with almost zero political sensitivity in the entire classroom, Bai Xiao certainly didn't know his image in Zhang Jincheng's eyes. Seeing him staring at him desperately, he was puzzled for a moment.

It seems that the bloodline of the Bai family is only effective for women, right?

Then Bai Xiao flashed his spirit, figured out the reason, smiled and threw out a gold nugget, and then clapped: "The teacher said it well!"

Bang!

Even those sitting in the last row of the classroom could clearly hear the sound of blood vessels in Zhang Jincheng's temple exploding.

At the same time, even in the back of the classroom, where the coldest temperature in the refrigeration area was in the coldest place, the students couldn't help laughing, and they lay on the desks, covering their mouths and stomachs twitching, as if they were climaxing repeatedly under the impact of the ocean of knowledge.

Qingyue was also a little nervous and pinched her thighs with her fingers, so she didn't laugh out loud. Then she reached out to write with her fingers on Bai Xiao's legs.

"You guy, you have caused Zuo Qingsui to be bad!"

Bai Xiao was even more puzzled. The old man was very good at teaching and asked for a reward. I generously donated money. What's wrong with Guan Zuo Qingsui?

But next, Bai Xiao saw Zhang Jincheng take a deep breath, suddenly locked Wai Zhang's cerebral blood vessels, and said in a colder voice: "I don't need to elaborate on these common senses above. I should have done enough previews before class, so let's start with the main show. The first magic text, start!"

The next moment, the platinum robe behind the old man suddenly shone, and a strange-shaped character was projected on the pure white wall behind him.

At first glance, its outline is very simple, just a simple fork. However, if you look closely, its strokes are uneven in thickness, different in color, and the outline is not smooth lines, but rough wavy lines. Moreover, it is not a flat pattern, but a three-dimensional thickness.

The closer you look, the more unstoppable the students are trapped in it, as if there are endless precious secrets contained within it.

Zhang Jincheng interrupted the students' addiction with a cold voice: "This is the standard first magic text, also known as the beginning of all things in the Demonic Way. Everyone has transplanted demon seeds and awakened the demon consciousness. At this time, they should be able to see the first magic text in full, but it is not enough to see it. You still need to read it out! Geng Xiaodong, come and make a demonstration!"

The one named after the name was a thin and inconspicuous student sitting in the middle of the classroom. He stood up behind him, cleared his throat, and then opened his mouth.

▉▉▉▉▉▉▉▉▉!

There was no sound, and there was no other change in the medium, but when Geng Xiaodong spoke, all the students felt that the magic weapon in their bodies resonated with each other, and then a complete magic text appeared in the magic consciousness...
Chapter completed!