"Long Gong, what the teacher taught today was very interesting. I wonder why you are sleeping all the time?" Mark asked me after class.
"I have learned these a long time ago. I also know the long-distance teleportation magic, but I have never used it. Since I know how to do it, why don't I sleep? Don't forget, my first skill is space magic." I said lazily.
"Oh, that's right. It's a pity that I don't learn space magic. Otherwise, you can teach me."
"Okay, let's go, I'm going to eat. Let's practice magic in the afternoon."
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"Long Gong, if you want to eat like this, I won't eat with you." Mark said with some complaints as he looked at me who was devouring the fifth bowl of rice.
"Hey, I'm growing. How can I grow if I don't eat? Who won't let you eat?" I said vaguely.
After finally struggling for 6 bowls of rice, I was pulled away from the cafeteria by Mark. From then on, I had an early nickname—Light-type loser.
"Wow, Longbow, look, that water student is so beautiful." Suddenly Mark said in surprise.
"Really?" I turned my head, wow, the blood rushed straight to my forehead. She was really beautiful. She was dressed in a neat sky blue magic robe, dark blue hair, fair skin, and two big eyes with watery eyes. Although she was still She is a child, but she will definitely become a beautiful woman in the future. That’s great. It's good, but I don't seem to get many calls. Maybe it's because I'm too young.
"It's pretty, but it's not my type. I'm going back to the dormitory to sleep." I said perfunctorily to Mark.
"Boss, if you don't want me, I'll go after you."
"You go ahead, I'm leaving." See how your boy dies. There must be many people chasing such a beautiful girl. Hey, I won't join in the fun.
When I returned to the dormitory, I started meditating for my little Jin again (I gave him all I gained from meditating, of course I was meditating for him).
It was afternoon, and I woke up from my meditation. I had nothing to do anyway, so I just found a place where no one was around to practice my magic. I didn’t want to be beaten until my nose and face were swollen.
Let’s contact this today, the light-based intermediate recovery magic—Yuanling Restoration Technique. I followed the spells in the book (of course I improved some spells, Xixi) and started to gather magic power. "Great light element, as your friend, I ask you to save the creatures in front of you." As I chanted, a thick layer of white light appeared around me, slowly converging on my hand, wow forgetting I have something to do, who can I use it for? I fell, I fell madly.
But God really takes good care of me. At this moment, a man who was beaten like a pig's head quickly ran to me and shouted, "Longbow, help me, I'm dying." How did anyone know this? I can't help but feel a little weird about my name. Okay, no matter what, just try my magic power.
I used the white light gathered in my hands to cover the "pig's head" in front of me. This spell was quite mana-consuming. It took nearly one-third of my mana to heal the pig's head's injuries. Wow, no, it's actually... It's Mark.
"Mark, how could you do this?"
"Don't mention it, boss, what kind of magic is this? It's so powerful. It cured me in one go."
"Hehe, this is the light-based intermediate recovery magic—Yuanling Restoration Technique."
"This is an intermediate magic. I thought it was a high-level magic. The power of your magic is almost the same as the high-level water healing magic."
It turns out that my recovery magic is so easy to use, yes, I don’t have to worry about getting hurt in the future, yea.
"Mark, you haven't said what's going on yet?"
"Boss Longbow, you have to make the decision for me, he is so cruel." Mark told me the whole story.
It turns out that this is what happened. Mark went after the girl just now and struck up a conversation with her. It was nothing more than "Can I treat you to a popsicle, little sister?" "What's your name??" "What grade are you in?" I’m in class” and the like. They ignored him at all and said rudely, "I hate you, get out of here like a fly, or I'll make you die in an ugly way." Of course Mark refused to accept it, and even bragged to others about how he skipped a grade directly from a freshman. He was promoted to the second grade, and he looked so handsome. Finally, they got anxious and called a fourth-grade student to beat him like this.
After listening to his narration, I couldn't help but feel a little gloating. I deserved it. I had expected it. Ha ha.
"You idiot, you won't fight back. Can't you use advanced magic?"
"You're still fighting back. You don't know how powerful that guy is. Any magic he uses is level 6. Fortunately, he was merciful and just used magic to restrain me."
"Then why did you become like that?"
"Although he didn't use magic to hit me, he could use his fists. I was restrained and couldn't fight back, so of course that was it." Mark looked like he couldn't bear to look back on the past.
"Whoever asked you to chat up random people deserves it. Don't recruit random people in the future."
"No, I must go. You don't know how cute she is when she is angry. She is so beautiful!" Mark's eyes turned into heart-shaped shapes.
"No way, you understand this at such a young age. You are only 11 years old. Even if you fall in love early, it is too early. Aren't you afraid of being beaten?"
"Boss, the power of love is great. What's more, with your recovery magic as a backing, what should I be afraid of? I'd rather trouble you to give me some recovery spell." Mark said with a shy face.
"It's Yuanling Restoration Technique, you idiot, huh, if you cause trouble, I don't care about you, you can figure it out yourself."
"No, boss,..." Mark was really a fly, constantly bombarding me with saliva.
I couldn't bear it anymore, so I promised him that I would try my best to help him in the future. But I also warned him not to tell others that I healed his wounds.
Are girls really that attractive? It's really unimaginable that he could be allowed to make such a sacrifice. (I didn’t understand the relationship between men and women at all, so I snorted at Mark’s behavior.)
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