The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

Meimei's hair was a mess when she came out of the crowd. The introverted girl couldn't adapt to such a lively scene. Her face was flushed, but besides being nervous, she was more happy.

Her ideal is to restore the glory of Shuiyuan. Now her goal is gradually being achieved. If her father is not here, she can't wait to share it with him.

She just sat down and wanted to say a few words to Jiang Liujing next to her, but she saw that he seemed to be in a daze. After a while, the corner of his mouth raised and he suddenly started laughing.

He was so cheerful, totally unlike his usual self.

Berry: "...?"

Damn it, is their little representative going crazy?

Qiao, who was completely unaware of anything unusual - the big brother who asked to shake hands with Jiang Liujing when they first met, also came over at this moment.

He looked at Jiang Liujing with shining eyes. When they were trapped in the light shield, they had no idea what kind of battle was going on outside. Only now did he learn from other people that Jiang Liujing had used a very powerful spell.

"God Jiang, is that spell really a simplified version of a ninth-level spell? Can other high-level spells be simplified like this?"

As soon as this question was raised, it attracted the attention of the students around him. The others stopped talking and gathered around, curious to hear Jiang Liujing's explanation.

If this idea is truly universal, then the number of spells that can be used at low levels will be greatly increased.

Jiang Liujing had come back to his senses. He nodded when he heard Qiao's question and said, "Not all, but most high-level spells can be simplified. Don't look at me like that. I don't know how to do it either. I just heard my teacher mention it."

Sang Mo once told him that most of today's high-level spells are simply based on a core concept that has been amplified and complicated with a large amount of magic power. Once this core concept is mastered, the spell itself is actually not difficult to disassemble.

But the biggest problem on the mainland now is that high-level spells are like the exclusive property of each force and are not allowed to be leaked to the outside world. Only simple spells are commonly circulated.

Those who have mastered high-level spells are also powerful people standing at the top. They are neither willing nor willing to teach the spells they know to others in a weaker way.

Sang Mo believed that the continent's declining magic standards over the years were largely due to the insularity of these kingdoms and families. Not only did they not allow their own spells to be leaked, but anyone who created new spells was also vulnerable to suppression.

The result is that the existing magic system is becoming more and more rigid, with different people using the same spells, the only difference being their rank.

Meimei nodded repeatedly when she heard his words and said in surprise, "My dad said the same thing! But no one agreed with him. I didn't expect your teacher to have the same idea as him!"

Jiang Liujing smiled at her.

In fact, Sang Mo said more, but it was too dangerous, so Jiang Liujing didn't say it.

Sang Mo had told him at the time: "Only when there are no more kingdoms in the world will the monopoly of magic be broken."

No country.

But when Jiang Liujing took a look, whether they were his companions or not, the seemingly similar people gathered together could represent a country or force behind them.

They may be chatting and laughing happily today and have a wonderful relationship, but tomorrow they are forced to stand on the battlefield of opposition and must take up the butcher knife against the other side regardless of their reluctance.

In the face of the will of the group, individual existence is insignificant.

While they were talking, loud applause was heard outside. Everyone then turned their attention to the stage and found that Leiyuan and Guangyuan had already come on stage.

As last year's winner, Guangyuan's support was very strong. Unlike most students, they did not just shout with their mouths, but prepared dozens of drums, each of them wore one on their chest, and walked around the bottom of the audience like patrolling, waving the drumsticks and making passionate and exciting sounds.

Besides that, what is even more attractive is the front of their audience seats.

There was a very large round drum, and four beautiful women with shining golden hair wearing feather-white gauze skirts stood on the drum, spinning and dancing like four phoenixes with flapping wings.

They were not wearing shoes, and a string of beautiful golden bells hung on their bare, slender ankles. As they jumped and stepped, the deep sound of drums and the crisp sound of bells rang out alternately.

With each dance, the students from Guangyuan chanted the Guangyuan slogan in unison. Their cheers might not have been the loudest, but their outpouring of support completely overwhelmed all the other colleges present. Even many students from other colleges couldn't help but cheer them on.

The audience whispered.

"The young man from Leiyuan has a dark face."

"How can it not be dark? They can't even hear the sounds from their own courtyard."

Wen Xun stood on the field, in front of him was Xavier, a blond boy with a gentle face, who was also the representative selected by Guangyuan.

The expression on his cold face was indeed very sour, but it was different from what the audience guessed, that was because the cheers were drowned out. He was completely unhappy with the person in front of him.

Xavier smiled peacefully, his gentle face naturally displaying a compassionate aura. Even his voice was soft: "You don't seem to like me. Why? We probably haven't met before."

"Why so many whys? I don't need a reason to be unhappy with you, right?" Wen Xun waved his hand, and a staff emitting a strong aura of thunder and lightning appeared in his hand.

The way he held the staff was also nonchalant, more like a dog-beating stick than a magic wand, giving people the feeling that he would rush up and swing the stick at the opponent at any time.

"My mother once told me that compared to the villains who are obviously bad at first glance, those with beastly hearts are even more annoying. Isn't this a coincidence? Whether it's you or that representative from the Wood Academy, the moment I saw you, I knew you were that kind of person."

Xavier looked regretful: "Really? Then it seems we are destined not to get along well."

The conversation between the two representatives intensified their fighting spirit. At the referee's command, the students from Lei Academy rushed forward in unison without even the slightest hesitation.

The goal is clear. Instead of exchanging spells, they would rather attack the magician directly like the magic warriors.

"Purple Thunder Attraction!"

The bright sky instantly became covered in dark clouds. Following Wen Xun's furious roar, a streak of incredibly thick purple lightning thundered down. Along with it, the staffs of the other Light Academy students condensed into dazzling lightning. Dozens of purple lightning balls whizzed towards the already extremely close Light Academy students.

At such a close distance, there is no possibility for the weak magician to dodge.

There was a cry of surprise from the audience. Is the strongest Guangyuan going to fail like this this year?

Xavier, who was standing at the front, still maintained his signature holy smile, as if he didn't care about the attack in front of him at all. Not only him, but all the students of Guangyuan did not move.

The purple lightning fell, fluctuated for a moment, and then passed through their figures and exploded on the ground like fireworks.