As Li Mochen hurried back to school, he was once again reprimanded by the grade advisor, Richard.
However, Li Mochen had already mastered the skill of being thick-skinned in his previous life, and had even mastered it to the max. He looked very sincere, and honestly made a deep self-reflection to the grade advisor, and promised that he would not be absent for no reason in the future. Finally, he was able to deal with the advisor.
After the two classes in the afternoon, Li Mochen went to the Cold Weapon Combat Club as usual, ready to listen to Angela's lessons.
He realized that although the girl was not as good as him in school, she was extremely knowledgeable in magic. Angela was very familiar with all kinds of occult knowledge from the West, to the point where she could use it with ease. The two classes she taught him every day were no longer limited to astrology and yoga, but had begun to touch on occult knowledge from recent times, some of the content of top-level magic meditation, and some of the extremely secretive myths and secret history of the West.
Although Angela only used them in her lessons to let Li Mochen have a deeper understanding of the mysteries of astrology, as well as the principles and essentials of yoga meditation, the knowledge was still very beneficial to him. This was knowledge that Li Mochen could not find in the Linden Academy's internal library no matter how hard he tried.
Over the past few days, Li Mochen's progress in magic training could be attributed to this black-haired girl.
However, when he arrived at the gym, Angela and her friend, Lina Edric, were nowhere to be seen. Li Mochen could not help but frown, feeling a strong sense of disappointment welling up in his chest.
There were two reasons for this disappointment. One was that his expectations for knowledge had not been met, and the second was because of Angela herself. Li Mochen had experienced this before when he was young, so he was very familiar with it. He knew that it was the disappointment of not being able to fulfill one's desire for the opposite sex.
This caused a bitter feeling to surface in Li Mochen's heart. As early as six days ago, he had already felt that something was wrong.
The nightmares that came on time every night had already made Li Mochen very troubled, but what gave him a headache was that now, from time to time, the beautiful face of this black-haired girl would jump out in his mind. Her smile and her eyes all made his heart beat faster, and he foolishly smiled.
Every time Li Mochen tried to forcefully suppress these thoughts that he shouldn't have, his body and even his soul would produce a strong sense of rejection and resistance.
Li Mochen was still unable to determine whether or not he was moved by this girl, but he was a hundred percent sure that the part of this body that belonged to the original owner had completely fallen and fallen under the black haired girl's pomegranate skirt. The girl's long and straight black hair, as well as her gentle and patient personality, for a little boy like the original owner of the body, it was a super lethal weapon, making him powerless to resist.
So not long ago, Li Mochen even thought about whether he should just go with the flow and forget about it. As the saying goes, blocking is better than letting it flow. Excessive resistance would only cause a barrier between him and the original owner of the body and the remnant soul.
But for the time being, he had not made up his mind. If he pursued the other party in a situation where he did not have too much desire for love, then he would be suspected of being used.
Of course, Li Mochen did not ignore the fact that there was a high probability that he would be rejected. After all, his performance in the first few days when they first met was simply terrible to the extreme, which obviously would not help him to win the girl's favor.
In addition, the gap in class and status between the two of them had to be taken into consideration. This girl of the Medici family, even if she was only a member of a branch family, was not someone that he could reach now. Moreover, based on his observation for the past few days, this girl's identity was likely not as simple as she said.
Li Mochen felt that if he acted rashly, he would most likely make a fool of himself. Instead of that, it was better to remain aloof and maintain his own 'Immortal King' demeanor.
As for the original owner of the body – for the time being, he would deal with it this way. A large part of the reason why he now came to listen to Angela's lessons every class was to appease the original Li Mochen. Maintaining two hours of contact every day should be enough to suppress the rebound of the original owner.
He decided to raise his cultivation to the Golden Core realm as soon as possible, or correct the 'Tianxin Godly Reflection' that had gone astray, and then find a way to push it to the fourth level. This would help him cut off the emotional threads and help the original owner cut off this unnecessary emotion.
So Li Mochen quickly put away these distracting thoughts and went alone to the second floor under the indifferent gazes of the people around him. He found a magic practice room here and began to practice magic.
The second-round residence he was living in was actually a small gymnasium, with almost all the function rooms, which could meet all of Li Mochen's needs at this stage.
However, Mana and Spells were an exception, because the magic practice room there was only less than thirty square meters. This was too small, and it could not even cast a slightly larger mid-to-low level magic spell. Only the few rooms in the school's gymnasium could meet the requirements. With a space of 200 square meters, it was more than enough for them to practice large-scale magic spells with more than enough space.
And what Li Mochen was going to practice today was this world's beginner-level 'Bursting Flames' spell. This was a level-three spell, and it happened to be one of the magic spells he could cast at this level.
Actually, Li Mochen had already learned it, but there was still a huge gap between learning and mastering it.
He needed to analyze its structure and try to shorten the incantation, or even cast it without seals. No matter what kind of magic spell the immortals of the Original Dome Realm practiced, they would try their best to simplify the casting process. The magic professionals of this world were in a similar situation.
As the saying went, speed was the only thing unbeatable in the world of martial arts. It was the same for magic and magic spells. Clearly, the magic professionals here were well aware of this.
Li Mochen had already watched a few broadcasts of professional combat matches, and he found that no matter what kind of magic professionals they were, they would never use combat skills or magic spells that took too long to charge up in the ring.
In fact, for a level-four magic swordsman, it was still too difficult to simplify a spell of the level of 'Bursting Flames'. Usually, they would have to wait until their cultivation reached level-five or level-six before they would have enough experience and ability to do such a thing. Moreover, they would have to wait until they reached level-nine before they could cast the 'Bursting Flames' spell without seals. Without any special talent, one would usually need to reach level-eleven in order to instantly cast the 'Bursting Flames' spell.
But Li Mochen was someone who had once reached the Mahayana realm. Even though he was also a beginner in magic, his insight, knowledge, and comprehension were far superior to those of the original Li Mochen's age.
He was confident that he would be able to completely master this spell in a day at most.
Therefore, in the following period of time, the magic training room was constantly filled with explosions. If it wasn't for the ten layers of tempered glass in front of Li Mochen, as well as the perfect protective formation, the impact of the explosions alone would have been enough to seriously injure him.
About half an hour later, Li Mochen finally exhausted his magic power. He immediately sat down and began to meditate to recover. Just when Li Mochen felt that his magic power had recovered by about 70% … He suddenly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the door.
There was a knock on the door, and Louise Linden pushed it open and walked in. She smiled at him in a friendly manner. "Hi! André, are you free now? I want to talk to you. "
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