Global Weird: I Can Simulate In Advance

Time passes day by day.

Li Guanqi's first spiritual power compression reached 81 times, but the next few attempts failed to make any breakthroughs. After three days, he barely reached 82 times.

Spiritual power refinement is a long process.

During this period, Li Guanqi basically breathes out, restores spiritual power, compresses spiritual power, fails to compress, explodes, breathes again, restores spiritual power every day...

Infinite loop.

It's cool to use strength to defeat an opponent.

But in a place where no one cares, silently practicing asceticism is an unspeakable loneliness, because no one wants to know your efforts, they just want to see your results.

During this period, the growth of Li Guanqi's cultivation did not stagnate.

After all, the cultivation of the magician is the continuous expansion and release of spiritual power. In this process, the tolerance of blood to spiritual power is improved, and Li Guanqi uses the spiritual power to compress and then explode and drain. It is still such a process.

then.

After spending two months in this copy.

Maximum number of compressions: 85 times.

[Spiritual power: 14.2→15.3]

【Grade Rating: 19.2→19.3】

Cultivation is really a thing, the higher you go, the harder it is to improve.

this evening.

Li Guanqi opened the window, took a breath of the cold night air, and then looked at the starry sky outside and the vast snow under the night, and suddenly remembered something.

"its not right!"

Been coming to this castle for a month.

The total time spent in this copy is almost two months.

What about the winter competition in the first month? !

"teacher!"

Li Guanqi quickly turned and left the room, ran to the third floor of the castle, and knocked on the door of Xia Houli's room.

"Crack."

The door is open.

"If you have something to say, say it."

Xia Houli was sitting in a chair reading a book with his back to Li Guanqi.

"Teacher, has the winter league of the Magic Competition in Nanjiang Campus already started?"

Li Guanqi hurried into the room and came to the old man's side.

"Winter competition?"

Xia Houli closed the book and looked at Li Guanqi in surprise, "It's been a few days since the end, what? Do you want to participate?"

"Forehead……"

Li Guanqi was at a loss for words.

Yeah, why would you want to participate?

Because the top three can enter the Southern Border Headquarters.

But is it really better to enter the Southern Border Headquarters than here?

The Nanjiang Headquarters is so big and has so many students.

And here, he received a one-on-one teaching from a five-element magician... Cough, although, Xia Houli ignored him a few times in the past two months.

"Of course you have to go to the Southern Border Headquarters."

Xia Houli seemed to see through his thoughts, smiled and said: "The resources of the Nanjiang Headquarters are still better than that of a lonely old man like me.

At the Nanjiang Headquarters, there are often various competitions, and there will be various prizes, such as potions and sacrificial utensils.

For example, in the internal competition of each grade, the winner can get the 'spiritual blood boiling' potion.

This is a good thing distributed by the Central Headquarters. It can instantly increase the cultivation of the magician. Even the old man can't get it through other means... You have poor cultivation qualifications and need it.

And this kind of thing does not depend on qualifications, but on combat power.

As long as you can beat your classmates, you can get prizes, so of course you have to find a way to go to Nanjiang Headquarters.

But what if you go?

If you are not strong enough, you will not be able to get the prize if you go there.

So... keep trying. "

Xia Houli smiled, lowered his head again, and flipped through an obscure academic book he was reading, "When you have completed the 'Hundred Refinements of Spiritual Power', then the so-called classmates will only be ravaged by you, those prizes Isn't it all in your pocket? The magic spell happens twice a year in winter and summer, so don't worry."

"Yes, teacher, I understand, the students retire."

Li Guanqi thought about it and it was true, he bowed and left, closing the door.

Actually none of this matters.

The incident of the Green Fang mercenary group, which seemed to deviate from the simulated route, brought him an unexpected opportunity. The method of "Hundred Refinements of Spiritual Power" was far more precious than the reward of the so-called perfect ending.

Spiritual refinement is the future.

It is the beginning of his invincible road!

Must be done!

As soon as Li Guanqi thought of obtaining high-quality spiritual power compressed a hundred times, and then invincible at the same level, after the bright future of leapfrog hanging, he was full of energy, and rushed back to the room to continue practicing spiritual power compression.

"Um?"

However, after returning to the room, Li Guanqi suddenly paused, then stepped back half a step, exited the door, and looked at the figure at the end of the corridor.

Centaur girl.

Mischa.

She was still wearing a classic black and white maid outfit, and she was cleaning up the castle with a broom in her hand.

Since Li Guanqi came, the castle has not been clean, and every day it is shaken by the spread of spiritual pressure, and the dust is flying all over the sky.

Li Guanqi looked at the centaur girl, and suddenly realized that he had been here for a month, but it seemed that he had never chatted with the centaur at all.

But he was clearly interested in the truth of a matter.

——How did all the teachers and students of Guxue Campus die?

"Misha."

Li Guanqi waved at her with a smile.

"Um?"

The centaur girl stopped sweeping, strode away with a broom, and slowly approached, "I'm here, sir."

"Make me two cups of black tea."

"Two cups?"

"right."

"Ok sir."

Misha left to make tea, while Li Guanqi went back to the room and sat at the table. The bright moonlight outside the window just sprinkled on the table, and the fluttering fine dust was floating.

soon.

The sound of hooves came from outside, from far to near.

Misha held a silver tray in one hand and put two cups of black tea on the table, "Please enjoy, sir."

"One cup is for you."

Li Guanqi pushed one of the cups in front of Misha and said with a smile, "Let's sit down and drink together."

"Eh?"

Misha seemed to be a little flattered. After seeing that he was not joking, she was so happy that her eyes turned into crescents, her horse's legs squatted down, and she sat on the ground like a horse... um, although she was originally a centaur.

Li Guanqi picked up the black tea and drank half a cup.

On the other hand, the centaur maid picked up the black tea with both hands and took a sip gracefully.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on her soft blonde hair, adding a bit of brilliance, a bit of a golden look, coupled with Misha's delicate and beautiful face-ha, a beautiful centaur girl drinking black tea.

This scene looks like a fantasy picture scroll of another world.

"Misha~www.readwn.com~Where are you from?"

Li Guanqi looked at the centaur girl in front of him curiously.

"Me?"

Misha blinked her big golden watery eyes, pondered for a while, and then said slightly confused: "I don't know, I don't have an impression, but the principal told me that I am from the Ayabel Prairie... Mang prairie.

The principal said that I was born mentally handicapped and was abandoned on the grassland by the centaurs. Then he heard my cry and took me to the southern border.

It took him two years to heal my brain.

I am grateful to the principal!

But……"

Misha held a white ceramic cup with black tea in both hands, and looked at Li Guanqi sadly, "Sir, have you been to the Beimang Prairie? What is it like there?"

"It's my hometown, but I haven't even seen it with my own eyes."