Global Weird

Chapter 123 Look up, that is the sky

【Physical: None】

Li Guanqi was taken aback.

Next to Ma Yuan, the expectations in Ma Yuan's eyes suddenly fell through, but he was not so disappointed, after all, this was already expected.

In fact, if it was the son of Tongyou, then the blood should have turned purple as early as when the blood fell into the blood measuring stick.

No.

So as early as when the blood test was first started, Ma Yuan already knew the result, and the last thing he waited for showed that he was just holding on to the last glimmer of hope.

And most importantly...

Son of Tongyou, once in a thousand years!
The Ying Xiao who plundered Wei Mo Tongyou's blood is still alive, so how could there be a second Tongyou son?

Since he is not the son of Tongyou, then with Li Guanqi's healthy body... no, he is not only healthy, he has even become a warrior of different blood.

For conjurers, a healthy body means poor conjuration aptitude.

What about being invincible at the same level?
No matter how invincible a low-level conjurer is, it doesn't make any sense.

Ma Yuan suddenly became a little less interested.

"and many more……"

Mu Ya looked at Ma Yuan in puzzlement, "Watching chess can leapfrog spells, single-handedly defeating more than 80 conjurers of the same level, such a huge amount of spiritual power, isn't it a special physique?!"

"It's special, but it's not a special constitution."

Ma Yuan smiled and explained: "With so many human bases, there will always be some special individuals. His total amount of spiritual power is indeed astonishing, but according to the regulations of the School of Magic, the total amount of this kind of spiritual power is different from Ordinary people are not considered special physiques.”

"why?"

Mu Ya was puzzled.

"There is no reason." Ma Yuan spread his hands, "That's what the School of Magic has stipulated. Your teacher and I are not qualified to refute this kind of regulations that have been passed down for more than 4000 years."

Mu Ya was still confused and didn't understand at all.

"..."

Li Guanqi stood in front of the blood measuring stick, remained silent, lowered his head, and forcibly concealed the joy in his eyes.

correct.

How did he think of it?
The blood measuring stick can only detect special constitutions known to the magic world.

The body of Tongyou is of course known.

But Wei Mo's body of Tongyou is [Tongyou (Purple)], and it may even be worse, after all, he can't even command curse insects.

And he is not.

His penetrating body has already been upgraded once!
It's 【Tongyou (Red)】!
The ghost-penetrating body that can command spell spirits is completely unknown to the entire spell world!

So this broken blood measuring stick can't detect his body of penetrating darkness at all.

Just a false alarm.

"Everyone, this is the full effect of the blood measuring stick."

Ma Yuan looked at the conjurers around him.

Several people glanced at each other, and then one of the middle-aged women stood up and said with a smile: "Dean Ma Yuan, your invention is definitely epoch-making, and the first trial is of course not a problem. Please pick a time and go to the Central Committee Headquarters."

"clear."

Ma Yuan nodded slightly. It was not the first time for him to apply for an invention patent. After passing the preliminary examination, he had to go to the Central Headquarters for final confirmation.

This is the rule.

The rules of the School of Spells are more strict than the sky.

Even if he is a seven-star magician, he still has to follow the rules.

"President Ma Yuan, then we will resign first, and we have to go back and file with you, President Ma Yuan."

"Excuse me, everyone, go slowly."

After the conjurers left, Ma Yuan also turned his head, smiled at Mu Ya and said, "Okay, Xiao Ya, let's go with the teacher, let's go to the Instrument Academy."

Ma Yuan put away the blood measuring stick, turned around and walked towards the door.

And Mu Ya whispered a few words of farewell to Lian Shan, then smiled and waved to Li Guanqi, "Guanqi, see you on the day of the freshman ceremony!"

"Mmm, goodbye."

Li Guanqi also replied with a smile.

After the two of them left, Lian Shan said to the only three remaining people: "People are different, so there is no need to worry about these things. Your college affiliation will be delayed. Now... who needs mechanical prosthetics? Already It’s okay, you can replace it.”

"I don't need it."

Dong Guo shook his head.

The mechanical prosthetic limbs of the School of Magic are free, but if they are free, they are doomed to be of low quality, and they are not comparable to the mechanical legs he bought at a huge price.

As for the curse worm that regenerated its limbs?
The spell worms distributed by the academy for free are all the lowest-level ones, which need to be constantly fed with spiritual power. Unless you spend money to buy spirit-replenishing potions and drink dozens of bottles all day long, low-level spell worms will not be able to use them.

"I, I need it."

At this time, Ji Jun, who had been taciturn, spoke up.

This young man named Fei Ze also lowered his head when he spoke, his eyes dodged, and he seemed a bit submissive.

But he is obviously the runner-up.

Defeated the 28th branch school in Southern Xinjiang, except for Li Guanqi and Dong Guo, the third runner-up of all conjurers at the same level!
It was the first time that Li Guanqi looked at this young man seriously.

About, ordinary-looking, wearing a patched coarse black robe...

Oh, unlike nobles like Dongguo Muya, is this Fei Ze a grassroots magician who rose step by step from the slums?
"I don't have to."

Li Guanqi looked at Lian Shan, and asked with a smile, "But can I follow along?"

"of course."

Lian Shan nodded, and then said to Dong Guo: "Wait here, don't run around, other teachers will come over soon to register for student status."

After all, before Dong Guo could respond, the old man walked straight to the door—he didn't seem to like Dong Guo very much either.

Li Guanqi and Fei Ze followed Lian Shan's footsteps.

"Hey, my name is Li Guanqi, I'm from Daluo."

In the corridor, Li Guanqi leaned over to Fei Ze and said something with a smile.

"what?"

Fei Ze seemed to look up at him in surprise, then immediately lowered his head, and whispered: "Fei, Fei Ze, I am from Huishui, Southern Xinjiang."

Li Guanqi frowned slightly.

Huishui, he had heard from Buma at that time, was basically the most barren area in southern Xinjiang.

He looked at the submissive Fei Ze beside him, and for a moment didn't know what to say.

Fei Ze's situation is a bit like that, a grassroots college student who came out of the mountains, because of environmental factors, family factors, and of course the most important of these two factors, caused his own personality problems.

As a result, after he came to a bigger world, he was still unable to integrate into the people around him.

It's like the kind of poor student who is bullied by rich classmates, with a weak personality.

Li Guanqi didn't like this.

Being poor means nothing.

Because of poverty, seeing people around you wearing gold and silver, famous brand clothes, and expensive luxury goods, and then feel inferior to others?
fart.

What's more, Fei Ze's capital is far more than that, he is No.28 in the 3th branch of Southern Xinjiang, and he is the third runner-up!
"Hey!"

Li Guanqi suddenly patted Fei Ze's waist hard.

"what?!"

Fazer looked at him in panic.

What this young man from the slums saw was a sunny and handsome face with a somewhat wanton smile on his face. The confidence in his eyes was like the sun, dazzling and hard to look directly at.

"Stop being submissive, just like a man, hold your chest out and hold your head up."

Li Guanqi stretched out his hand to correct Fei Ze's standing posture, and said with a light smile, "You are the third runner-up, the third strongest one-level conjurer in the 28th branch school, the third strongest! You shouldn't lower your head, and you can't lower your head. "

Fei Ze stared at him blankly.

Li Guanqi's tallness, sunshine, and self-confidence are things he has never had and is also the most enviable thing.

"You are the third strongest one-level magician, don't bow your head anymore."

As he said that, Li Guanqi pointed to the floor under his feet again, "When we look down, we can only see dirt and dust, so we have to look up."

He smiled and raised his head, looked out at the cloudless blue sky through the window in the corridor, the clear sky was even more vast when the wind and snow stopped.

"Look up, look, that's the sky!"

Fei Ze followed, and the bright sunlight shone on his ordinary face. The reflection of the sunlight made the black pupils a little brownish yellow, like amber.

At this moment, there seemed to be something unprecedented in the eyes of this young man from the slums.

This thing is called self-confidence.

(End of this chapter)