Chapter 81: Disappointment

Li Mochen, who hurried back to school, was reprimanded by Richard, the grade consultant.

But the skill of thick-skinned old face, Li Mochen had mastered it in his previous life, and he had cultivated it to the MAX level. He looked very sincere, honestly made an in-depth review to the grade counselor, and promised that he would not be absent without reason in the future, and finally coped with this person.

And after the two classes in the afternoon, Li Mochen went to the Cold Weapon Fighting Club as usual, preparing to listen to Angela's lecture.

He found that although this girl was not as good as him in school schoolwork, she was extremely knowledgeable in terms of magical powers, and Angela was almost familiar with all kinds of occult knowledge in the West. The two classes he taught every day were no longer limited to astrology and yoga, and he began to touch on a lot of occult knowledge from modern times, the content of some of the top magical meditations, and some extremely hidden myths and secret histories in the West.

Although Angela's purpose in citing them in her lectures was only to let Li Mochen have a deeper understanding of the mysteries contained in the stars, as well as the principles and points of yoga meditation, this knowledge also benefited him a lot. This is the knowledge that Li Mochen could not find in the internal library of Linden College no matter what.

In the past few days, most of Li Mochen's progress in magic cultivation has been attributed to this black-haired girl.

However, when he arrived at the gymnasium, Angela and her friend named Lena Adric were nowhere to be seen. Li Mochen couldn't help frowning slightly, feeling a strong sense of disappointment welling up in his chest.

There are two sources of this disappointment, one is that the expectation of knowledge is disappointed, and the other is because Angela herself, Li Mochen, experienced it when she was young, so she is very familiar with it, and knows that it is the loss of the desire for the opposite sex to be unfulfilled.

This made Li Mochen's heart float with a trace of bitterness. Six days earlier, he had sensed that something was wrong.

The dream that he brought on time every night had already troubled Li Mochen very much, but what made him even more troubled was that now he always had the beautiful face of this black-haired chick popping out of his mind from time to time, and that smile and eyes all made his heartbeat intensify and make him smirk.

And whenever Li Mochen wants to forcibly suppress these undeserved reveries, his body, and even his soul, will have a strong sense of rejection and resistance

Li Mochen couldn't tell whether he was attracted to this girl or not, but he was 100% sure that the part of the body that belonged to the original owner had completely fallen and was beheaded under the pomegranate skirt of the black-haired chick. The girl's black and straight attributes, as well as her gentle and patient character, for a little boy like the original owner, it is completely a super-sized killing weapon, making him powerless to resist.

So not long ago, Li Mochen even thought about whether to simply follow the trend? The so-called blocking is better than sparse, and excessive resistance will only cause a gap between him and the original owner's physical remnant soul.

But he hasn't made up his mind for the time being, if he pursues the other party without much lust, it is suspected of being used.

Of course, Li Mochen did not ignore the fact that he would most likely be rejected. After all, his performance in the first few days was extremely bad, and it obviously couldn't help him gain the girl's favor.

In addition, the difference in class and status between the two sides cannot be ignored. This Medici girl, even if she is only a member of the Punzhi tribe, is not something he can climb up to now. What's more, based on his observations in the past few days, the identity of this woman is probably not as simple as she said.

Li Mochen felt that if he acted rashly, he would probably be embarrassed. Rather than this, it is better to keep cold and maintain your own 'fairy king' demeanor.

As for the original owner, let's deal with it for the time being. A large part of the reason why he now comes to listen to Angela's lectures every session is to appease the original Li Mochen. Keeping in contact for two hours a day should be able to suppress the backlash of the original owner.

He decided to raise his cultivation to the Jindan realm as soon as possible, or correct the distorted 'Heavenly Heart Divine Zhao', and then find a way to push it to the fourth layer. This helps him cut off the love thread and help the original owner cut off this excess emotion.

So Li Mochen quickly put away these distractions, and went up to the second floor alone under the indifferent gaze of the people around him, where he found a magic practice room and began magic practice.

The retest mansion where he lives now is actually a small gymnasium, with almost all the function rooms, which can meet all Li Mochen's needs at this stage.

But there is only one exception for magic spells, just because the magic practice room over there is only less than thirty square meters. It's too small, and even a slightly larger mid-to-low-level magic can't be cast. Only these few rooms in the school gymnasium can meet the demand, and the 200-square-meter space is more than enough for them to practice large-scale magic spells.

And what Li Mochen is preparing to cultivate today is the primary 'Flame Explosion Technique' in this world. This is a third-level magic, which happens to be one of the magic spells that can be cast at his level.

Li Mochen has actually learned, but there is still a huge distance between learning and mastering.

He needs to parse its structure, try to shorten the spell, or even cast a no-seal spell. No matter what immortal arts the Primordial Dome Realm cultivates, they will try their best to simplify the process of casting spells, and the magic professionals in this world are in a similar situation.

The so-called martial arts in the world are not broken, and magic and immortal arts are the same, and it is obvious that the magic professionals here also know this reason.

Li Mochen had already watched the broadcast of several professional fighting matches, and found that no matter what kind of magic energy professional he was, he never used fighting skills and magic that had been stored for too long in the ring.

In fact, as far as a fourth-level magical swordsman is concerned, it is still too reluctant to simplify a technique of the level of 'Flame Bursting Technique'. That usually requires them to wait until their cultivation reaches level five or six before they have enough experience and ability to do this kind of thing. And it's all done step by step, and you can't do the 'Flame Bursting Technique' without a seal after the ninth level. In the absence of special talents, it is often necessary to have an eleventh level of magic energy in order to instantly 'burst the flame technique'.

But after all, Li Mochen once witnessed the existence of the Mahayana realm, although he was also a beginner in demonic energy, but his vision and understanding ability were far from being comparable to the peers of the original owner.

He was sure that he would be able to master this spell in as little as one day at most.

So for the rest of the day, the sound of a bang kept sounding in this magic practice room. If it weren't for Li Mochen's body, there was a ten-layer, half-meter-thick tempered glass protection in front of him, and a perfect protective array, the impact of the explosion alone would have been enough to seriously injure him.

After about half an hour, Li Mochen finally exhausted his magic power. He immediately sat down and began to meditate and recover, and just when Li Mochen felt that his magic power had recovered about seventy percent. He suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the door.

As there was a knock on the door, Louise Linden pushed the door and walked in, smiling at him with a friendly expression: "Hey, Andre, are you inconvenient now? I want to talk to you." ”