The battle between Bai Xiao and the original poem soon set off a wave of heated discussions in the academy. After dinner, most of the students talked about the details of the battle.

As a place where many geniuses are born, Hongshan Academy will have eye-catching strange things happen every three or five times, but the battle between Bai Xiao and Yuan Shi is obviously out of specification.

As a 16-year-old freshman, Bai Xiao's combat effectiveness in just a few moments is already an out-and-out graduate.

Even Ge Cun, who is now in the 5th grade, has the highest popularity and is known as the reserve of Haotian Bannermen, and it seems that he has never played such an earth-shattering scene in the simulated battle.

Of course, to measure the level of a demon Taoist can not only look at combat effectiveness, many demon Taoist warriors have never fought with anyone in their lives, but they are still famous masters of one side, and Bai Xiao is clearly on the road of combat specialization, and it is not fair to compare his strengths with the shortcomings of others.

From another point of view, when a person's strengths grow to an incomparable point beyond the capacity of many people, it is impossible for people to be uninterested......

As for people's heated discussions, Bai Xiao naturally turned a deaf ear.

As early as when he left the snow-capped mountains and set foot on the land of the Southern Continent, he was already accustomed to being in heated discussions. On the gray plains of the north, his animal skin outfit will be pointed at almost everywhere he goes, and the exposed chest muscle line often makes the southern woman exude an inexplicable familiar taste.

Although when he was in the tribe, he also had similar treatment, but after all, there were few people in the tribe, and he was not as powerful as the south.

In short, if you take the frantic babbling of the southerners into account, Bai Xiao will not be able to go to Hongshan City for half a year.

The snowy mountain boy maintained his usual indifferent posture, and came to the large classroom on the second floor of the main teaching building wearing a black customized robe that symbolized the chief freshman.

In front of the door, I met my fellow sister.

"Zuo Qingsui, good morning. ”

The girl was holding a book to preview, while holding half a pancake in her mouth, when she heard Bai Xiao's voice, she was frightened like a hamster, she was stunned on the spot, and the pancake in her mouth also fell.

Bai Xiao took the pancake with a copy of his hand, stuffed it back into Zuo Qingsui's mouth, and patted her head: "Let's go to class." ”

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

After a while, Bai Xiao sat down in the first row of the classroom - strangely, he was obviously stuck, but the seats in the front row were still empty, and the top students who usually liked to show a positive attitude towards learning had crowded the back row, looking like cans.

Bai Xiao suddenly frowned and looked at the class schedule, this open class is indeed a beginner magic text, not a blasting demonstration......

"It's because the instructor is special. ”

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

Qingyue, of course.

The girl's light smile made Bai Xiao feel familiar and quite unfamiliar, and then without waiting for Bai Xiao to say good morning, Qingyue pursed her lips and smiled.

"I took care of my sister just now. ”

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

Qingyue nodded: "It's really cute, and I like her too." The teacher and I both felt that among the students under the original poem, she should be the most accomplished in the future except for you. Gifted and intelligent, with a down-to-earth temperament, the most important thing is that there are very few distractions, but it's a pity ......"

"It's a pity?"

Qingyue sighed: "You'll know later." ”

As he spoke, he saw an old man wearing a white and gold demon robe, walking into the classroom with a menacing attitude.

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

The top students in the back row bowed their heads and remained silent, as if they were refrigerated cans.

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

After the demon seed transplantation ceremony, the dean held a meeting to discuss the restoration plan of the brood, and then Zhang Jincheng took the opportunity to make trouble, and also attracted the royal family to stir up the situation, and finally was beaten by Yuan Shi with a flurry of punches and his nose and face were swollen......

Such a legend has long been spread in the academy, and a combat exercise between Yuan Shi and Bai Xiao that day can attract hundreds of spectators, precisely because they have become the focus of attention of the whole academy!

The original poem played a dazzling positive role in the turmoil, and in turn, Zhang Jincheng naturally became a clown, but this clown was still an inspector authorized by the royal family at this time, and he was also the highest-ranking senior tutor in the academy, and everyone didn't have a good way to take him.

Even the public classes of elementary magic texts can only be taught by him.

The veteran clown was also well aware of his public image, and after entering the classroom, he went straight to the podium without any superfluous greetings, and said in a deep voice.

"Demon text, as the name suggests, this is the foundation of the demon civilization, for individuals, whether it is cultivating magic weapons or refining demon knowledge, they need to use magic text to sort out their thinking and shape order. For the group, the magic script is the only effective carrier of demonic knowledge, and the subtle changes in demonic powers are difficult to accurately describe in human language, and even the best linguists cannot translate the mysteries of the demonic path into human language. Therefore, no matter how good your talent is, and how smoothly you can master all kinds of supernatural powers without a teacher, if you don't learn the magic script well, you are just a primitive savage, and you will be as small as an ant in front of the demon civilization accumulated by human beings for 2,500 years. ”

Zhang Jincheng's opening remarks can be regarded as an incomparably upright theory, and the prologue of any magic textbook will have similar content. It's just that when telling this truth, especially when mentioning the four words of primitive savage, Zhang Jincheng has been staring at Bai Xiao.

Bai Xiao, as the only snow-capped savage with zero political sensitivity in the entire classroom, of course he didn't know his image in Zhang Jincheng's eyes, and he was inexplicable for a while when he saw him staring at him.

The bloodline of the Bai family seems to only be effective for women, right?

Then Bai Xiao had a flash of inspiration, figured out the reason, threw out a gold nugget with a smile, and then applauded: "The teacher said well!"

Boom!

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

At the same time, even in the back row of the classroom, in the coldest place in the refrigerated area, the students couldn't help but smile, lying on their desks and covering their mouths and stomachs twitching, as if they climaxed under the impact of the ocean of knowledge.

Qingyue was also a little nervous, and desperately pinched her thigh with her fingers, so she didn't laugh, and then reached out and wrote with her fingers on Bai Xiao's legs.

"You guy, you made Zuo Qingsui miserable!"

Bai Xiao is even more inexplicable, the old man is good at teaching and asks for a reward, I am generous, what is the matter with Guan Zuo Qingsui?

But then, Bai Xiao saw Zhang Jincheng take a deep breath, suddenly retracted the cerebral blood vessels that were open, and said in a colder voice: "The above common sense, I believe that all the students who can be admitted to Hongshan College don't need me to repeat it too much, and the pre-class preview should be done enough, so let's start directly from the main play." The first magic text, up!"

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

At first glance, the outline is very simple, a simple fork, but on closer inspection, the strokes are uneven in thickness, the color is different, the outline is not a smooth line, but a rough wavy line, and it is not a flat pattern, but a three-dimensional thickness.

The more they look closely, the more they become immersed in it, as if it contains an infinite number of precious mysteries.

Zhang Jincheng interrupted the student's addiction in a cold voice: "This is the standard first magic text, also known as the beginning of all things in the demon path, you have already transplanted the demon seed in your body, awakened the demon consciousness, at this time you should be able to see the first magic text in its entirety, but just seeing it is not enough, you still need to read it out! Geng Xiaodong, you come to demonstrate!"

The one who was named was a skinny and inconspicuous student sitting in the middle row at the front of the classroom. He stood up, cleared his throat, and opened his mouth.

▉▉▉▉▉▉！

There was no sound, and there was no change in the rest of the medium, but when all the students opened their mouths, they felt that the magic weapon in their body resonated, and then a complete magic text appeared in the magic consciousness......

"Good. Zhang Jincheng nodded, "It is worthy of being the family talent of White Night City, below, Zuo Qingsui, you come to read!"