Shuhang found a place where no one was, and opened the express package.
The small box is filled with stacks of black-yellow rune papers, and each piece of paper is painted with mysterious runes and formation diagrams with gold-red paint. In addition, there is a note from the 'Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman', which introduces the function of this stack of talisman papers.
There are 20 pieces of talisman paper in total.
The top five are 'armor talismans', as the name suggests, they can activate the energy in the talisman to become a layer of personal defensive armor, which can block the attacks of monks below the third rank.
The method of use is also very simple. Just press your thumb on the center of the talisman formation chart, guide the spiritual energy in the talisman with mental power, and sip 'armor' to summon the armor.
Five talismans, each of which can only be used once. If used properly, it can protect Song Shuhang five times.
The five cards in the middle are 'sword talismans'. This talisman is intended to be used for attacking. It is used in the same way as the armor talisman. To activate the talisman, simply drink the word 'sword'.
Once it is deployed, it can turn into a third-rank acquired battle king-level sword qi attack, and it is not a problem to split mountains and rocks. Ordinary second-grade true master-level monks, if they don't have any special defense means, they will lose half their lives if they don't die.
The largest number is ten evil talismans.
According to Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman's introduction, because the other party is a ghost cultivator, he can manipulate ghosts to attack, which is hard to guard against.
Ghosts are immune to ordinary physical attacks, and some have special stealth and latent abilities, which are very troublesome opponents for monks with insufficient strength.
Ten evil talismans can help Shuhang to destroy the opponent's evil spirits!
Song Shuhang was holding this box of talismans. Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman is not only delivering charcoal in the snow, this is simply a one-stop service of clothing, food, housing, and travel!
"This is an unexpected joy." Song Shuhang squeezed the talisman.
With this batch of talismans, he even had the confidence to confront the 'altar master' head-on. Of course, he wouldn't be so stupid as to rush up to the front while holding the talisman paper.
As long as he can solve the altar master, he can do whatever he can.
He only wants the result, no matter what the process is - as long as he can kill the other party!
Carefully put away the treasures, everything is ready, just owe Dongfeng...
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Seven thirty in the morning.
The Games in Jiangnan University Town officially opened.
Before the opening, it was customary to give speeches by the leaders of the school - the speeches of leaders are amazing things, no matter how advanced the technology is, it is always the same.
Usually, the opening remarks are "Next, let me say a few short sentences". During this period, after experiencing countless "short two sentences", the students were tortured like crazy and wanting to die, and then the sports meeting was finally opened. prelude.
At 8:40, the men's 5,000-meter race started.
Song Shuhang, surrounded by his three roommates and seven or eight boys who had a good relationship, came to the runway.
The roommates and classmates had silvery smiles on their faces. They were not cheering for Song Shuhang at all, but to see how Shuhang was so tired on the 5,000-meter runway.
The 5,000-meter run is a tough race.
One lap of the track is 400 meters, and a total of twelve and a half laps are required.
It's a completely thankless event, without the excitement of a 100-meter run, or the joy of cooperation in a mixed-sex relay. The journey is long and the rhythm is slow; there are fewer onlookers, and fewer girls are watching the game.
There are no girls watching, and the male students in the competition lack motivation.
The other players chose their positions and stood up, Song Shuhang yawned and stood in his own position.
"Student Shuhang, come on!" At this moment, a clear voice came over: "Fight for the first place and come back!"
The sweet voice is especially sweet.
Song Shuhang looked up and found that the girl who liked to get close to him recently was waving at him with a youthful smile on her face.
There were four girls beside her. It seemed that they had just watched other sports and happened to pass by here.
It should be Lu Fei, right
Song Shuhang laughed and gave her a thumbs up.
The roommate and several male classmates immediately took the opportunity to coax.
Tu Bo and Gao Moumou spoke in unison, squeezing their throats, imitating Lu Fei's tone: "Student Shuhang, come on!"
"Fight for the first place and come back!" The others on the side also screamed with their throats pinched.
Song Shuhang turned his head and compared his two middle fingers: "Why don't you all die!"
At this time, a dark and robust classmate next to Song Shuhang sneered at him: "Hey, first place? Little white face, do you think the 5,000-meter long-distance race is won by your face?"
As he spoke, he swung his muscular legs - these are thighs that can only be trained by running for a long time. The little white face next to him has thin arms and thin legs, not to mention five kilometers, it is enough to run a thousand meters.
"Little white face? Tell me?" Song Shuhang asked, he touched his face, because of the effect of the body quenching liquid, his skin did become a little white and tender.
It turns out that this handsome man will really cause trouble
Shuhang nodded secretly, and then asked: "Are you envious of my skin?"
"... I envy your chrysanthemum? I would envy your little white face?!" The dark boy classmate felt that the veins on his forehead swelled slightly because of the instant congestion.
"Haha, don't worry about this classmate, this black guy is jealous that you have a girl to cheer for you. By the way, are you forced to come to the competition by the class?" Shuhang's face is slightly fat, and it looks like The classmate who lived in the long-term residence smiled and asked, "My name is Yang Shangfa, from the Department of Computer Science."
"Forget it, because no one participated in the 5,000-meter race, and I just asked for leave, so the 5,000-meter men's long-distance race fell on me. My name is Song Shuhang." Shuhang replied with a smile.
"The same is the end of the world." Yang Shang's eyes filled with tears.
While speaking, the teacher in charge of the starting gun said solemnly: "Everyone is in your place, get ready~"
All runners are in starting position.
"Damn little white face, I want you to see what a 5,000-meter race is called, and I will at least dump you a block in this race!" The dark classmate gritted his teeth.
"Dump me a street? A street is at least 800 meters long, that is, more than two laps?" After thinking about it, Song Shuhang thoughtfully persuaded: "Well, it's impossible, you give up."
"Hey!" The slightly fat Yang Shangfa couldn't help laughing out loud.
"..." The dark classmate almost gritted his teeth.
'boom! '
The command gun sounded.
The dark classmate jumped and ran away at the speed of a 100-meter run. His stamina is very good, and his long-distance running level far exceeds the level of ordinary college students! In this kind of intramural sports competition, his stamina is enough for him to open a desperate distance with other runners at the speed of 100 meters, and then maintain this distance to lead all the way to the finish line!
"Hey, let's shake it, little white face. It's just polite to dump you a street. If I really show my strength, at least I will dump you for more than four times!" Heihu's classmate said proudly.
For the 5,000-meter run, everyone needs to maintain a rhythm, and no one will run at the speed of the 100-meter run at the beginning. Therefore, classmates Heihu quickly distanced themselves from ordinary players.
"How is it, little white face. Despair!" Classmate Heihu confidently turned his head and glanced at it, wanting to see where the little white face was thrown - the guy is white and tender, and he probably hangs at the end of the queue to eat Gray
However, when he turned his head, he found that the little white face was at a distance of one meter behind him, following him closely, not leaving an inch!
This little white face actually sprinted after him
"Ha? Are you a fool? At the beginning, you followed me at a sprint speed. With your physical strength, you will be exhausted after a lap." Heihu gritted his teeth.
"Sprint?" Song Shuhang was stunned for a moment, then smiled gently: "No, I'm just running at a very normal speed, you don't have to worry about me. You look sturdy, but I didn't expect to care. Human."
I care about you sir! The black students were furious in their hearts.
"You're a dead duck, let's see how long you can hold on! I hope you don't fall to the ground after running a lap!" Heihu gritted his teeth, estimated his physical strength in his heart, and then increased his speed a little bit.
This little white face is definitely a pure amateur in long-distance running competitions - but even so, he will never allow the opponent to surpass himself. So, get rid of him, and throw this little white face away!
The dark classmates began to sprint again.
After running nearly 100 meters in one breath, he felt that he had almost reached the range of physical strength he expected, and it was time to slow down the pace a little.
Such a long distance, must have completely thrown away that layman's little white face, right
Thinking, he turned his head and glanced.
When he turned around, his eyes were dazzling - the little white face who should have been thrown to ashes by him according to the script, but still closely followed him one meter behind, still not leaving an inch.
This feels like a trick to die according to the script, but it has died several times without dying!
"How is it possible, am I hallucinating?" Heihuhu murmured.