The Red Lotus Armor has both defensive and offensive effects, and its power cannot be underestimated. However, it is still a long way from being fully formed. At least the time for the soul energy to fuse with the Aura Armor needs to be greatly shortened, otherwise it cannot be used in actual combat at all.
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"Or I can change the method and fuse the spiritual energy and soul energy first, and then condense the armor. Maybe it will be faster."
After pondering for a moment, Lin Ze took off the Red Lotus Armor, touched his somewhat deflated belly, and decided to go out to solve the problem of eating before coming back to continue practicing.
As the only academy in the royal court that cultivates spiritualists, the food here is naturally extremely rich, not to mention that for Lin Ze, it also has the taste bonus of 'food from another world'.
However, when Lin Ze opened the door of the quiet room, he was greeted by a burst of noisy noise.
"What's going on?"
Lin Ze frowned slightly and looked intently. In the center of the public training ground more than 20 meters away, two groups of people were standing face to face, looking at each other with unkind faces and arguing endlessly with each other.
The academy's training gym has two types of venues: a single quiet room with soundproof spiritual techniques and a large public training ground for multiple people to practice at the same time.
The two groups of people in front of him were noisy very fiercely, and thanks to the excellent soundproofing effect of the quiet room, Lin Ze was not disturbed inside.
He stopped and made a brief observation, and found that although the two groups of people were wearing the same hospital uniform, the differences in appearance and temperament were particularly obvious. One party was more well-dressed, even the corners of his clothes were smoothed and straightened, and his expressions were very different.
It implies arrogance, and there is a sense of pampering and pampering all over.
The other group appears to be more casual, informal yet capable, and their skin is obviously rougher than the other group of people.
It is worth mentioning that Lin Ze noticed that among the people in front of him, many of the faces that had greeted him recently were all aristocratic children.
Seeing this, a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes.
After thinking for a while, Lin Ze walked up to the person in front and asked, "Classmate, what happened?"
The man was suddenly spoken to and was slightly startled. When he turned around and saw Lin Ze's face clearly, he suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, it's you!"
After saying that, he immediately reacted, covering his mouth as if to cover up, and a blush flashed on his cheeks.
Being shouted at like this, Lin Ze couldn't help but look at the other person intently. After a moment, he finally recalled that the person in front of him was the girl he met in front of the bulletin board in the academy on his first day at the academy.
I remember that she seemed to have taken a class on armor and spirituality with me.
"We've met several times, right." After thinking about it, Lin Ze smiled at the girl and said, "My name is Lin Ze."
"My, my name is Chen Muchen!" A blush appeared on the girl's face, and her eyes were slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, Lin Ze still remembered her.
After finishing speaking, she remembered Lin Ze's question just now and said hurriedly: "Those people are competing for the right to use the training ground!"
"The right to use the training ground?" Lin Ze raised his eyebrows and looked around the place. He found that there were indeed many more students in the hall today, but there were not so many people in the past.
"Yes, because early this morning, the college announced the date of this year's college competition, which is scheduled to be held in three months. So everyone is very energetic and ready to show off their skills in the competition. They are practicing much harder than usual.
, even the venue for the gym is not enough." Chen Muchen sighed softly, a trace of sadness appeared on his pretty face, "I came here early in the morning, but as soon as I occupied the venue, it was snatched away by the traditionalists.
Got it!"
"Traditionalists?" Lin Ze looked at the group of people who were all composed of aristocratic children, "Do you mean them?"
Chen Muchen followed his gaze and nodded: "Are they Lin Ze who just came to the academy not long ago?"
"Less than a month."
"No wonder."
Chen Muchen suddenly realized. Judging from her expression, it seemed that traditionalism was common knowledge in the academy.
"Spiritual Arts Zhenyang Academy adheres to the principle that the masters come first, and civilians and nobles are treated equally. However, this principle is not widely recognized among students. Many traditional nobles hold themselves to be of noble blood, believe that civilians are of low origin, and disdain to associate with them. They are very opposed to it.
The academy recruits civilian students and insists that spiritualists can only be aristocrats, so they are particularly hostile to civilian students, and aristocratic students who maintain this concept are called traditionalists!" Chen Muzhen explained patiently.
"In contrast, there is the reformist faction composed of civilians and a few aristocratic students. They believe that most aristocratic children have mediocre abilities but occupy the most resources, which is a waste. They advocate that the capable should be put first, and ability should be
Rather than dividing the ownership of resources based on birth status.”
"So people from these two factions target each other and often clash."
Hearing this, Lin Ze suddenly realized that he did not expect that such factional disputes still existed in the academy.
It seems that this should be the main plot point of "The Court of the Spirit", at least one of the main plot points!
At this time, Lin Ze suddenly remembered something.
In this case, where does he stand in this factional dispute?
Judging from his status as a member of the royal family, he seems to belong to the traditional faction, but that is not necessarily true. After all, there are also noble students among the reform faction.
Or is it neither party, but a neutral force field?
After pondering for a long time, Lin Ze felt that this was the most likely possibility. After all, he had never come to the academy to attend classes before and had basically no contact with the two factions. Naturally, he could not say which party he belonged to.
Thinking about the distant but respectful attitude of the noble disciples towards him during this period, Lin Ze became more and more certain that this guess was correct.
"Classmate Lin Ze, what's wrong?"
Seeing that Lin Ze kept looking thoughtful and silent, Chen Muchen couldn't help but be a little confused and asked quickly.
Lin Ze came back to his senses, waved his hand to her to indicate that nothing was wrong, paused, and then continued to ask: "Then which faction does Chen Muchen belong to?"
"I?"
Chen Muchen didn't expect Lin Ze to ask such a question. He was stunned for a moment before hesitantly replied: "I should belong to the reformist faction."
After a pause, a trace of helplessness appeared on her face, "Actually, I don't really like to participate in this kind of factional conflict. I just want to practice spiritual arts quietly, and then one day I can become a spiritual magician. However, in the academy, civilian students
We are naturally assigned to the reformist side, and even if we do nothing, the traditional aristocratic students will always make things difficult for us."
"Just like just now, we were practicing hard, but those people suddenly rushed in and asked us to give up the venue. Student Cui Jianping and the others couldn't get angry, so they started arguing with those people."
Only then did Lin Ze know the origin of the conflict in front of him. He was about to say something when suddenly he heard loud noises not far away, and exclamations started one after another. He turned around and saw that it was two groups of people from the reformist group and the traditionalist group who were taking action.
The fight started, and for a moment the light of spiritual power flashed, and countless spiritual arts flew out.
The training ground suddenly fell into chaos!
"Why did the fight suddenly start?" Chen Muchen suddenly panicked, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should step forward to help.
She majored in healing spiritual arts. She didn't know any offensive spiritual arts, and she only knew the armor spiritual arts in the defensive system. However, she was still stuck in the condensation stage, and she was far from being able to use it freely.
Thinking about it this way, it seems like she can't help if she goes up there?
While he was hesitating, Lin Ze had already grabbed Chen Muchen's arm and moved him far back. He didn't want to be affected by the melee.
However, it would be a pity to leave like this. After coming to this world, this was the first time Lin Ze saw a spiritual battle. He couldn't help but want to observe. After thinking about it, he decided to stay in the training ground and watch.
Looking at it, arrows, swords, square seals and other objects condensed by spiritual power collided in the void one after another, stirring up waves of dull roars, and the lights of various spiritual powers intertwined and loomed with each other, making it dizzying.
Mysterious.
Lin Ze wandered around for a while and recognized high-level spiritual arts such as Ten Thousand Blades, Green Thorns, and Minglun. In addition, there were also low-level spiritual arts such as Spirit Arrow and Green Bullet. Weapon Armor, Lingbi, and Xiangyuan were also not uncommon.
There were even various ferocious beasts formed by condensed spiritual power that rushed across the field, setting off bursts of ear-splitting roars.
"If this were used to make a movie in real life, special effects would not be needed, and it would be a step ahead of Hollywood." Lin Ze thought divergently.
He and Chen Muzhen were standing far away from the edge of the field at the moment, thirty or forty meters away from the area where the battle took place. It stands to reason that with the strength of the students on both sides of the melee, if the spiritual skills used were not directed at the two of them, they would not be able to spread to such a long distance.
distance.
However, in the melee, a moon-shaped arc-shaped light wheel suddenly shot out and shot towards Lin Ze and Chen Muchen in the distance. It was as fast as thunder and it hit them in the blink of an eye.
Facing this sudden blow, Chen Muchen was unable to react at all and froze on the spot. Her mind went blank and a strong wind blew against her face, as if the light wheel was going to hit her body in the next second.
However, just when the ringing wheel was about to hit Chen Muchen, a lightning flashed from the palm of his hand, and he suddenly stood in front of the latter amid the lightning flash.
boom!
The light wheel directly hit the palm, but was firmly blocked by the armor covering it, exploding with a dense light of spiritual power. Then, the palm of the hand grabbed the light wheel and closed it heavily. Suddenly, there was a click, and the light wheel shattered into pieces all over the sky.
The spiritual particles dissipated without a trace.
Chen Muchen looked at the scene in front of him blankly, feeling his heart pounding, his mouth and tongue dry, and he was speechless for a long time.
After finally recovering from the shock of death, he slowly turned his head to look at Lin Ze who stretched out his arms to protect him. For a moment, Chen Muchen felt his heart beating faster and faster.
The sound of Lin Ze resisting the buzzing wheel attracted the attention of several people in the distance. One of the nobles' eyes fell on Lin Ze's face. After being stunned for a moment, he immediately exclaimed:
"Your Highness Linze!"
This loud cry was like a pause button for the battle. All of a sudden, everyone in the melee stopped and turned their heads to look in Lin Ze's direction. After seeing Lin Ze's face and the armor in his hand,
As if I thought of something, my heart skipped a beat at the same time.