Peerless Allure: Nine Series Summoner

Chapter 81 Affinity

Although there is only one instructor and two students in the Summoner branch, the school is still full of people who come to the Summoner course every time. Everyone wants to come and try whether they can become a Summoner, especially some newcomers. Every time I come here, I look at the two summoner students with envious eyes.

Ling Lan followed Song Baiyi to class every day, and also learned a lot of basic theoretical knowledge, gained a deeper understanding of the harsh conditions for becoming a summoner, and learned a new vocabulary, affinity.

Affinity is another invisible thing that is different from spiritual power. It emanates from the inside out and is closely related to the heart. Affinity is for monsters. Monsters are naturally more sensitive than humans. They can feel you The affinity of the body, if the affinity is super strong, the monster will not take the initiative to attack.

"Then affinity is invisible, how do we control it?" Another summoning branch student couldn't help asking.

He asked everyone's doubts, because, generally speaking, monsters and humans are the opposites of immortality. For summoners, monsters are jealous and even more hostile. After all, this is the person who can enslave them!
"Affinity is something... It is said that it can be turned into reality when it reaches a certain level, but this has been recorded tens of thousands of years ago. The current situation is that as soon as a monster detects your summoner, the first reaction is to run away. The second reaction is to attack them in groups!" Gong Lixin's words made everyone present tremble!
Rise up and attack!It can be seen how much the monster hates the summoner.

"It's not that summoners have appeared for so many years, it's just that they haven't studied systematically, they don't know how to control their abilities, they don't understand the reason, or they know their abilities, but they don't see them thoroughly enough, which led to them being killed by monsters. Therefore, once a person with the talent of a summoner is discovered, he will be protected by a certain force." Although Gong Lixin was talking about frightening topics, his face was still gentle and kind.

That's it!

All the students who attended the class suddenly gained confidence again. Perhaps, he is also one of the few people who have the talent of a summoner?
"Summoner is a very deep knowledge, especially about affinity, not everyone has it. It is rumored that a super summoner family who once had this talent can command a group of people without using summoner skills or contracts. All the monsters make him willing to sacrifice his life for them.

No summoning, no contract?Can you make the monster obey orders? !This is incredible? ! !
"Is there really such a family?! If so, then wouldn't that family be invincible?!" If you want to do something...

"I don't know, I just saw the approximate records in some dilapidated ancient books. As for the authenticity, there is no way to know, but the affinity does exist, but now few people pay attention to and improve this ability. Everyone pays more attention to it. I tend to learn powerful summoner skills so that I can contract higher-level beasts. After all, this is several times faster than improving affinity. Next, I will talk about the relationship between summoner skills and contracting monsters... ..."

Everyone listened with gusto, and they admired and respected the summoner even more.

Ling Lan also gained a lot, especially this kind of history class, which gave Ling Lan a deeper understanding of the world and summoners.

After a few days of study, Hong Ling also gained a lot, and she admired the summoner even more, and her attitude towards Song Baiyi also changed a little.

It's still the same sentence, but it's a pity that such a person is inconvenient to recommend.

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Mystic art theory is the most common course, and it is also the most popular course. After all, it is just a pharmacist, a summoner, a builder, or a formation master. Art is the foundation of cultivation.

There are many instructors in the Mystical Art Theory class, and classes are held every day. The size of the school is twice that of other schools, and the degree of congestion is also twice that of other schools.

Song Baiyi came late, and there were no seats left when he went in. As for Hong Ling and Ling Lan, they had no place to go in at all, so they could only wait at the door, and there were also other students' accompanying students and bodyguards waiting outside.

"It's a pity, I still want to listen to the theory of metaphysics. The instructor in the last class gave me a feeling of enlightenment. I always feel that I can realize something after listening to another class." Hong Ling leaned against the door on the wall, with his arms crossed, with a look of regret.

"You can also eavesdrop here." Ling Lan also wanted to listen to the class, so she pressed her ear to the wall, but unexpectedly, others laughed.

"If you can eavesdrop on it so casually, will the lessons of these instructors be so precious! These are made of special materials, not only have good sound insulation effects, but also have extraordinary resistance."

"Does she think the walls are made of paper? Where is it so that you can overhear it, it looks like the dirt from the countryside."

Ling Lan ignored it at all, and continued to eavesdrop with her ear against the wall. It was their business that others couldn't hear it, but she heard it anyway.

An unfamiliar voice, it should be a tutor who has never seen it before, but the voice is not very friendly.

"Why did someone not sit down according to the rules?"

Why do these words seem to be talking about Song Baiyi?

really--

"Mentor, he has a disabled leg and can't get out of that wheelchair." A student explained.

"Where's his entourage?" The instructor's voice became even more displeased.

"He came late today, and there were no seats left when he came." This was another voice.

"Since you know that you will be late, then you don't need to attend the class at all! Why do you come here if you don't pay attention to my tutor's class!"

Generally speaking, students who come late can only attend class standing up, and Song Baiyi, who has attended so many classes before, once or twice did not have a chair to sit in after arriving, but sat in a wheelchair, and did not have a tutor What did you say!

Now, this mentor either has such a temper, or he is deliberately making things difficult.

Ling Lan frowned.

"What happened?" Seeing that Ling Lan's expression was wrong, Hong Ling leaned over curiously, and followed her example to listen, only hearing a mosquito-sized buzzing sound, and couldn't make out a complete word.

"Hush..." Ling Lan made a silent gesture, moved her body, pressed her ears closer to the wall, and listened more attentively.

"But because you are disabled, this tutor will not drive you out, and allow you to stand in class." The tutor spoke as if he was very open-minded and reasonable, Ling Lan frowned involuntarily .

"Which tutor is in class today?"

"Let me take a look." Hong Ling took out the schedule and compared it.

(End of this chapter)