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Chapter 171 God Tool

"Wow!"

The students who were watching the battle on both sides let out bursts of exclamations. In fact, magic is not as popular as Qin Xuan imagined. Although the magic painter can use magic, most people's talent in magic is extremely mediocre.

, just like Mr. Zou and Xu Xinya, they can learn common magic with some effort, but they may have never seen some weird and uncommon ones, let alone use them.

"He's so awesome!"

This is true for adults, not to mention these children in Baiquan Academy who have never seen the big world?

"What kind of magic was that just now?" Shu Xiaomeng asked the young man standing next to him in the crowd: "It was the one that suddenly disappeared, causing Sun Wuchen's attack to fail."

This man was wearing a white robe and looked like an ancient scholar. His name was Yun Yizong. Like Sun Wuchen, Shu Xiaomeng and Qin Xuan, he was also a student in Class 13, Year 2.

"It's not like space magic."

Space magic was actually only started to be learned by Shanhaiyuan, but it does not involve too advanced levels. You only need to learn 'teleportation', a magic that has relatively low requirements on space laws. Moreover, this magic is taught in Shanhaiyuan.

When you graduate, you are also required to take an examination. If you don't know how to do it, then you basically don't want to graduate.

Because teleportation is the most bizarre life-saving magic, it is explicitly stipulated in the academy system that you must master it!

Moreover, space magic is not very difficult. As long as everyone is willing to put in the effort and memorize its principles, even if the execution process is slow and there may even be mistakes, as long as you can perform it, this assessment requirement

It's almost over now, and the academy won't really hold on to you.

"It's more like the magic of dreams and the transformation of reality into reality that tapir beasts can do." Yun Yizong recalled the previous battle and frowned: "And the golden whip after that is a kind of use of light in low-level magic.

It’s called [Sorrowful Light Whip].”

"Hey~~~" Shu Xiaomeng looked curiously at Qin Xuan who was confronting Sun Wuchen: "He seems to be a very interesting person..."

On the other side, Luo Xiyu was still holding the rice ball and eating there calmly. It seemed that she had no interest in the battle between Qin Xuan and Sun Wuchen. But Qin Xuan, who knew the girl well, understood that this was a sign of the girl's trust in him, because

She felt that if the fight continued, Sun Wuchen would definitely suffer.

"You..." Sun Wuchen was robbed of his weapon, but he was surprisingly not angry. Instead, he looked at Qin Xuan in surprise: "Is he really a demon painter?"

"ah?"

Qin Xuan played with the iron rod and was about to return it to Sun Wuchen when he heard what he said and asked, "What do you mean?"

"There are only two kinds of people who can enter Class 13," Sun Wuchen said: "One type is problem students. The teachers in this school can't control them, so they can only be placed in Class 13 and left to fend for themselves. But this kind of people generally

Those who cannot survive in Class 13 will be kicked out of Baiquan Academy in a short time, because the second type of people are bloodline demon painters, also commonly known as noble children."

"With the powerful power of the noble children, stabbing the head?" Sun Wuchen smiled disdainfully: "It's just a joke!"

This is why Baiquan Class 13 was established.

"In this school, there are three types of people who can come in. The first type is naturally those who are really talented and come in based on their ability. Such students will be assigned to the top ten classes in each grade," Sun Wuchen

He told the school's arrangements without any scruples. In fact, all the students here know this: "They will study step by step and get a bright future for themselves!"

"And the second type!" Sun Wuchen raised two fingers and said, "It's a bloodline demon painter like me!"

In the corridor, Qin Xuan and Sun Wuchen stood face to face. Behind them were the onlookers. On the other side, there were railings that were somewhat damaged due to the battle and a hundred meters high in the sky.

"Tsk!"

"cut!"

When Sun Wuchen said that he was a bloodline demon painter, Qin Xuan clearly saw the expressions of the students standing behind Sun Wuchen. They didn't seem to like the bloodline demon painter very much.

"Do you feel it?" Sun Wuchen didn't care about this, or in other words, he has long been used to it: "The bloodline demon painters are better than the common people, so they are jealous of us and cannot tolerate us. And this is the Thirteenth Class

Reason for being established.”

Class Thirteen are all talented bloodline demon painters. We are all descendants of nobles, so naturally they will not be jealous of each other. Moreover, because their status is basically the same, it is often easier for them to develop in the future after leaving Baiquan and broaden their family connections.

"Finally, there is the third type," Sun Wuchen shrugged: "To be honest, I think this type of person is the most annoying."

Qin Xuan thought for a moment and asked: "A child from a rich family?"

"Ha! So you know it too, I thought you were a barbarian who ran away from somewhere!"

This is actually true. Qin Xuan's evaluation of the world view of the Demon Painter more than a month ago was that he was a barbarian from a remote countryside. As for Blue Star, he knew with his toes that he would definitely be defined as a specialist.

The barren land of unruly people!

"Yes, they are children from rich families," Sun Wuchen said: "If Baiquan Academy wants to develop, maintain and operate, it needs money. Although we are bloodline demon painters, bloodline demon painters may not be rich. In comparison, those

Rich people with huge wealth are the targets of Baiquan Academy!"

Then there were Class 11 and Class 12, one was a collection of second-generation rich people, and the other was a collection of second-generation officials.

This point is actually not considered dark, but is common sense.

If it is Qin Xuan, if he really has no source of income but still wants to maintain such a huge academy, then it is only human nature to solicit sponsors.

"The rich give away money and resources in the name of donations, and senior officials secretly provide various conveniences to allow Baiquan to develop in a more beneficial direction. In contrast, Baiquan Academy must set aside a certain quota for their

The heirs have the opportunity to go to Baiquan to be gilded. "Every world has a hatred of the rich, so compared to the bloodline painting demon masters, in fact, those students who come in with real materials hate this kind of students who use the back door more: "Bloodline

Demon painters are at least better than ordinary people, but these rich kids, what do they have?"

"Rich!"

When it comes to money, Sun Wuchen just looks unhappy. He doesn't dare to fight casually in Baiquan. It's the money problem. Most of Baiquan are public facilities. If they are damaged, they have to pay compensation according to the price. Although Sun Wuchen is a bloodline demon painter,

But his family has long since declined, and now only he and his sister are left. How do you say this?

The children of the most prosperous bloodline families all grew up in Shangjing City, and only those families in decline came to Baiquan to seek refuge!

It's sad, but it's true.

Sun Wuchen hates the rich, but he only talks about it, but in his heart he doesn't care.

"So?" Qin Xuan said that Sun Wuchen said so much, but he still didn't understand what he was saying: "What do you want to express?"

"I want to know why you joined Class 13?!"

"ah?"

"The principle of Baiquan Academy in persuading rich children to retire," Sun Wuchen said, "is to send them to Class 13 and then quit when faced with difficulties!"

Only those with prickly heads will be sent to Class 13.

If they are students who really rely on their ability to get in, let me ask you, if a student can get into Tsinghua and Peking University, his basic quality will not be much lower, right?

On the contrary, only some second-generation rich people and second-generation officials who don’t know the bounds of the world and come in through the back door will rely on their father’s power to make trouble in Baiquan College. However, Baiquan College will never get used to such people and go directly to various places.

It would be interesting if I was sent to Class 13 of my grade and entered Class 13.

The bloodline demon painter has never been afraid of any second generation. Although times have changed and the role of personal force is no longer obvious, strength is strength. If you have strength, you will not be afraid of being bullied!

Therefore, after the thorn in the second generation entered Class 13, he was basically targeted in various ways, and finally fled home in despair!

As for if any rich and senior officials come here to talk about the issue during this period, it will be useless. Anyway, Baiquan College has plenty of evidence to prove that his children are bad. On the contrary, you can withdraw your investment and give up support, but some of them are here to sponsor and support.

Some people want to send their children to Baiquan Academy.

You must know that this is Baiquan, the first academy in the world, and now theoretically the leader of all demon painting master academies!

Not to mention anything else, there are countless big names in today's political, military, economic, and entertainment circles. They, or their parents, and ancestors came from Baiquan College and received the favor of this college. In addition,

The significance of Baiquan's milestone is that anyone who wants to move here must consider whether he or she has enough energy to withstand the doubts and impacts of the entire world.

"So you think I was sent in as a thorn?"

Only then did Qin Xuan understand the reason why Sun Wuchen came to provoke him. It seemed that this was really a routine: "Sorry, I'm not..."

"I see!" Sun Wuchen looked at Qin Xuan, the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Because if you are, you can't take away my weapon."

Qin Xuan frowned: "What?"

"Let me tell you one more thing," Sun Wuchen said, "You are the first demon painter I have ever heard of who dares to steal the enemy's magical tools."

"Buzz~~~"

Suddenly, the stick in Qin Xuan's hand erupted with a metallic roar, and it easily broke away from Qin Xuan's restraints, then flew out of the railing, spinning in the high air and flew back to Sun Wuchen's hand.

"Boom!"

"Looking at your expression, is this the first time you've seen a divine tool?" Qin Xuan didn't need to answer, because Sun Wuchen had already gotten the answer he wanted from his expression: "Then let you see the power of the divine tool again.

Bar."

I saw Sun Wuchen aiming one end of the stick at Qin Xuan. The next moment, the iron rod was like a missile launched. While rushing towards Qin Xuan, it was also rising in the wind. When it came to Qin Xuan, it seemed to have become

The size of a desktop.

[Throw the universe!]


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