Chapter 8 Registration Storm

Guo Mo went to have dinner with Sklon and little Julie. Guo Mo and little Julie returned to the hotel. Guo Mo began to think about today's battle. In today's battle, he can be said to be defeated again and again. First, the "hellfire" was broken, then the "burst flame" was broken, and then there was the shocking sword. Without the help of the dean, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Guo Mo no longer had the pride of the past. He finally admitted that there are still strong people in the world. He is not the proud son of heaven, not the darling of fate, but just an ordinary person who fortunately came through. He adjusted his mentality and began to meditate, because he knew that only strength can determine the right to speak.

A circle of fire element springs rushed towards Guo Mo. Guo Mo felt this fire element several times stronger than Chevrolet Village and couldn't help but be happy. This shows that it takes less time for him to advance and is more likely to complete the dean's explanation. After all, he is still very interested in those three treasures.

One night of meditation has increased Guo Mo's magic power. I believe that it won't be long before he can become a senior magician. After meditation, he went to the next door to wake up little Julie who was still meditating and walked to the college.

Because little Julie is a water system, and she is Scholan's apprentice, she directly entered the water system to find Scholan, while Guo Mo is a fire magician, so she can only sign up for the fire department.

When I came to the registration office of the fire class, there were still many people queuing up. Finally, it was my turn to sign up. A petite girl in red shyly pulled his clothes and said softly, "Brother, it's time for me to sign up. You grabbed my seat." Guo Mo looked at the petite girl in red and couldn't help but be happy.

"Who said this is your position? You stood here for a while and it was your position. Then I have lived in this world for 16 years, and I haven't said that the world is mine. Little sister, you are a little unreasonable."

"But they all saw that I was standing here just now. I just sneaked into a toilet, really!" The girl in red said and pointed to the narrators at the same time.

Guo Mo looked at the old men next to him and was embarrassed to tease the little girl again. "Well, then I'll give it to you first. Remember, you owe my brother a favor."

Guo Mo signed up after the girl and began to continue to wander around the campus, waiting for the afternoon shift. Time always passed very slowly in waiting. After Guo Mo didn't know how many gardens and slipped through a few rockery, he finally waited for the afternoon and came to the registration office in the morning. The notice on the wall was accurate. They ranked down according to their talent, and Guo Mo was obviously at the top of the list.

"Who is this Guo Mo? How can you be at the top of the list? I've never heard of it before!" A man in gorgeous clothes asked.

"You don't understand this, right? I've seen Guo Mo. Yesterday he tied with Carola for the second!" An insider said with admiration.

"What, is it true or false to draw with Corolla of the special class?" A noble man with a jade belt asked.

"Of course it's true. Guo Mo hit Corolla's head for three without magic at the beginning, and then used magic to lay down Corolla for two. Anyway, he was brave." The insider continued.

"Cut, a local mage who has never seen the world can actually become the top of the list!" A man in gorgeous clothes and nobleness between his hands and feet said in a very contemptuous tone.

At this time, someone just wanted to refute. He turned his head and looked at the man and was silent. The man was the third-ranked Balta on the list. He was the only son of an elder of the League of Assassins. He had good talent since he was a child, but he always had arrogance.

Guo Mo listened to the man's sarcasm and was a little unhappy, but he shook his head and planned to go back to continue his meditation, but he heard "a garbage with no foundation, relying on a few fourth- and 5th-order scrolls to save his life, actually lined up in front of me. If I meet this garbage, it must be beautiful!"

"Garbage, who are you talking about?" Guo Mo asked.

"I said Guo Mo, it's none of your business. Which green onion are you? How dare you care about my young master's business? Is it because you think it's too long? Believe me that your whole family can't see tomorrow's sun!"

Guo Mo's pupils became bigger in an instant. What Guo Mo hated most was the threat, and this guy actually threatened Guo Mo's relatives. How could Guo Mo not be angry!

Guo Mo smiled gratefully and said coldly, "I'm the Guo Mo you mentioned!" I want my whole family to see the sun tomorrow. I'd like to see if you can see the sun tomorrow?

With that, Guo Mo chanted, "Great Vulcan, please let me use your power to complete the terrible destruction, super big fireball." A house-sized fireball appeared on Guo Mo's head in an instant and hit Balta fiercely. Balta was shocked by this sudden attack and had no time to send it out. Magic, a dozen scrolls in a row were thrown at the fireball. The fireball swayed, but it still hit it tenaciously, and smashed a deep hole of five or six meters with Balta.

After the dust fell to the ground and the smoke dissipated, Balta climbed out of the deep pit, with blood on the corners of his mouth, and looked at Guo Mo with resentment, "Kid, you have guts, you are dead!" A burst of water-blue light flowed on his body, which was actually a magic equipment. Just now, this magic equipment resisted the damage of the fireball.

Balta's sleeves raised, and seven or eight magic scrolls flew towards Guo Mo. "Great Vulcan, please let me use your power to complete the deadly attack, Super Hellfire." A basketball-sized black hell you yan appeared in Guo Mo's palm, and "Sang" was divided into eight parts and flew towards eight scrolls. Its magic devoured it, and the eight flames gathered together, which was still the size of the basketball and shot at Balta.

He looked at the horrible black inflammation and reluctantly touched the ring on his hand. A somewhat lax shadow appeared in front of him, but it emitted strong pressure, making it difficult for people to breathe. He was dressed in a dark tight suit, which made people unable to see his face clearly, as if it were integrated with the darkness, like a ghost in the night, ghost and evil. With a gentle pick of the dagger in his hand, the black hellfire slowly extinguished, and the virtual shadow dissipated.

Guo Mo looked at the dissipated virtual shadow and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If the virtual shadow comes again, he can't catch ten of them. Such a horrible existence, "It seems that this Balta can't stay!"

Guo Mo was about to start preparing to sing when he heard a gentle and harsh sentence, "Who let you fight privately?"