Versatile Mage: I can copy talent

Chapter 61
Hearing old man Bao's comment, Mo Yan was also a little happy. He also liked the effect of this spiritual seed very much.

"Old Bao, Dean Xiao told me to go back to the school, so I won't stay for dinner today."

"Well, let's go."

After leaving Qingtian hunting ground, Mo Yan took a taxi to Pearl Academy.

At this time, the Pearl Academy is the annual freshman enrollment period, which is extremely lively.

Walking around the campus, listening to the laughter and conversation, and admiring the long white legs of the school girls, Mo Yan suddenly felt that this place seemed to be pretty good.

It's just a pity that soon a few people stopped and pointed at Mo Yan. He is now a high-level mage, and he has undergone three times of washing and cutting, and his hearing is extremely sensitive.

Soon they heard their comments about themselves.

"Hey, I was recognized." Sighing, Mo Yan quickened his pace and walked towards Dean Xiao's office.

"Boom boom boom~~~~"

After knocking casually a few times, Mo Yan directly opened the door, and Dean Xiao who was in the office slightly opened his mouth and said the word 'please'.

"Hey, please come in, needless to say, I'll just come in." Smiling, Mo Yan sat down on a chair beside him without hesitation, poured himself a cup of tea and started drinking.

"You boy." Seeing that Mo Yan seemed to regard this place as his own home, Dean Xiao just smiled and didn't say anything.

On the contrary, he quite liked Mo Yan's way of getting along, which made him regain the feeling of his youth.

When I was young, I was just a grassroots mage, and no one took me seriously, but now almost everyone I meet respects me.

It felt good at first, but it became boring after a long time.

"Dean Xiao, what do you want from me?"

"Hehe, the eight-school league will be held in two months. I hope you will represent our Pearl Academy in the competition."

"Hey, Dean Xiao, we don't talk about it. You know my strength. It's not a problem for me to take the first shot, but you always need to give me something to encourage me."

"You kid wants that magic medium ring."

"Hehe, you know me better than Dean Xiao." Smiling, the next moment Dean Xiao threw something over, and after receiving it, he found out that it was the medium ring.

"I've got something for you, don't let me down in this eight-school league."

"No problem, as long as no high-level mage appears, I will win 100%!" Mo Yan patted his chest and promised.

"Little guy, you are not being kind."

Hearing this, Mo Yan smiled awkwardly. As long as you know about the eight-school league, you will know that there will be several high-level mages every time.

Mo Yan's guarantee is useless, it is tantamount to being a white wolf with empty gloves.

"Ahem, Dean Xiao really can't blame me. I went to the ancient capital some time ago. Who knew that I was so unlucky that I met an undead monarch."

"Although I killed the undead monarch with the hole card left by my master, all my departments have dropped by one level. It took half a year to finally restore one department to a high level. I am now so poor .” Mo Yan said with a pitiful look.

"A while ago, the old man Bao's granddaughter sold you the monarch-level bone?" Dean Xiao asked in surprise.

"Ah, how do you know that Lingling sold a monarch-level bone?" Mo Yan was also a little surprised. Logically speaking, a strong man of Dean Xiao's level would not investigate a little girl's sale. .

"Hehe, for some reason, that little girl directly used the name of Qingtian Hunting House to hold an auction, and what she sold was the remains of an undead monarch and a neatly cut alien bone."

Hearing Dean Xiao's explanation, Mo Yan also immediately understood that holding an auction under the name of Qingtian Hunting House will definitely attract the attention of many powerful people.

It seems that Lingling also exhausted all her strength to find items to restore her soul.

"Okay, since you can't get the first place, give it back to me."

"Hey, Dean Xiao, how could you do this? Since the things have already been given to me, there is no reason to take them back." Mo Yan put the magic medium ring on his middle finger.

"I don't know when I said I gave you the magic medium ring." Dean Xiao couldn't help laughing.

"Hey, Dean Xiao, it's not that I don't have the ability to get the first place, but you can't just think about it now, you have to enlarge the situation. Think about it. When I get No.1 in the World University Competition, it's no better than the eight-school league. How famous is it?"

"So I need to keep my strength, and I will be a blockbuster when the World University Competition is held! Now that I expose my strength, when the time comes, everyone will know the department I have, so they will target me."

"Well, what you said makes sense."

Hearing this, Mo Yan also nodded excitedly, with an expression that you just understand.

"However, this is this, that is that, you return the magic medium ring to me first, and I will reward you when you get the first place in the World School Competition."

"All right, all right, I promise to defeat a high-level mage at that time. As for whether we can get the first place, it depends on other teammates."

Hearing that Dean Xiao smiled and said nothing.

Seeing that Dean Xiao was not talking, Mo Yan found a small pot of tea on Dean Xiao's table, so he directly took it and drank it.

Seeing Mo Yan's actions, Dean Xiao's old face froze, but he didn't say anything, but when he saw Mo Yan's drinking method like a whale sucking a cow, he couldn't sit still.

"Don't drink it, this tea was specially brought by an old friend, I am reluctant to drink it myself."

When Dean Xiao opened his mouth, Mo Yan had already finished a small pot of tea.

"Isn't it just a pot of tea, how much is it worth?" Mo Yan said indifferently.

"Three years ago, it was 900 million a gram, and the pot you drank is now almost 5000 million."

Hearing Dean Xiao's words, Mo Yan's eyes stared like copper bells. He looked at the small purple pot in his hand in disbelief, and then at Dean Xiao who was in pain.

"Ahem, tea, it tastes better after two or three times. I drank the worst first time for you. Don't thank me. I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first." After finishing speaking, Mo Yan put down the small pot. He planned to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible, for fear that Dean Xiao would stop him and make him lose money.

And just when Mo Yan stepped out of the room, Dean Xiao's voice sounded behind him: "Didn't you apply to go to the three-step pagoda to practice? It's ready, and you can go there directly the day after tomorrow."

Hearing this, the corners of Mo Yan's eyes twitched. Sure enough, Dean Xiao is not the kind of person who makes students lose money.

"By the way, the tea money will be deducted from the training time."

"........."

Ahhh, give me back my touch, you old liar!
At this moment, Mo Yan felt like crying, but he knew that he would not take that pot of tea to vent his anger.

From now on, he promises that he will never drink other people's tea indiscriminately!
(End of this chapter)