Fang Shan didn't have the consciousness to bully the small. He just felt that all the fighting cells in his body were activated at this moment. Others saw the sword trembling slightly and thought it was because Wei Sushen couldn't bear the weight of the sword, but in fact it was because his system was shaking with excitement.
The Lord of the Palace of the Dead looked at Wei Su Shen, his eyes narrowed, and his face became slightly serious. Obviously Wei Sushen's strength exceeded his expectations.
The 1+1>2 theory of the system has been implemented quite thoroughly. It is difficult to completely defeat the Lord of the Palace of the Dead without using all his strength.
Ding!
The sound of the sword tip colliding alternated between crisp and dull. The Frost Sword seemed to be stunned and kept shaking.
Wei Sushen glanced over and asked, "Are you convinced?"
This sentence was directed at Frost Sword.
If Frost Sword had sanity, its anger value would probably soar to the top.
Wei Sushen raised the heavy sword in his hand again and said he was stabbing with the sword, but a more appropriate description was that he was smashing it over.
As a short-term holder of the Frost Sword, the Palace Master of the Necromancer Palace did not suffer much emotional disturbance except for the initial hint of sullenness. The Frost Sword did not recognize him as its master after all. Faced with a temporary combat weapon, the Lord of the Palace of the Dead would certainly not have much sympathy.
Frankly speaking, Wei Sushen showed such strength, which made him think highly of him. Both are men, and the latter's appearance is probably difficult to marry, which is conducive to concentrating on martial arts. The cost of recruiting such a person is much lower than recruiting a swordsman, and it is easier to control.
As soon as his mind changed, he slowed down his hand movements by half a beat and poured some water without leaving any trace.
Fang Shan could sense the thoughts of the Palace Master of the Dead Soul Palace better than anyone else. He was like a wild horse running wild, bullying the Frost Sword with all his strength.
As the righteous ones in the Wulin Palace, the heroes watching the battle really couldn't stand it. Their natural sympathy for the weak and pity for the Frost Sword made them stare at the heavy sword with particularly unfriendly eyes, and they wanted to burn it. Cracks appear.
The swordsman's thinking was slightly different from theirs. The initial pity passed and he suddenly realized that a new door was opening in front of him.
It turns out it can still be like this.
In a sense, this is the reality of one force reducing ten.
As long as you have enough weight, you can press forward bravely.
It has always been the Frost Sword that chooses its owner. The holders of the Frost Sword in the past have tried their best to gain its approval. No matter how they have been wronged like this, the frost on the sword has formed layers upon layers.
The Frost Sword is named after the sword is covered with a thin layer of frost all year round. It has a natural restraint effect on the internal energy of the Yang attribute. Unfortunately, these advantages have no room to be used against Fangshan.
Through conscious communication, Fang Shan sent a message to Wei Sushen, strongly requesting a more fancy style of play—
Come on, spin stab, jump stab, close eyes stab!
This is a true swordsman.
Wei Sushen's eyelids twitched: Be quiet.
Fang Shan was fighting happily, but Frost Sword was bullied so much that he gradually fell into a passive fight.
The Master of the Palace of the Dead took the first step and said, "Your kung fu is good, and the Frost Sword will not be buried in your hands."
Everyone agrees with the first sentence, but the second sentence... is just lying with open eyes.
When the Frost Sword was handed over to Wei Sushen, even the Palace Master of the Palace of the Dead felt that the Frost Sword was about to be sent into the concubine's room through the back door, and the main room could not accommodate anyone else.
After Wei Sushen got the Frost Sword, he put away the heavy sword. His expression was cold, but his tone sounded serious: "In the future, you and I will share weal and woe."
The Frost Sword moved slightly, as if in response.
Many swordsmen opened their eyes wide... Is this because they were emotionally beaten
Beat a stick and give a mouthful of candy, the best way to tame Stockholm Syndrome.
If you want to talk about why Wei Su Shen uses it so skillfully, I am afraid that even he himself is not willing to admit that the relationship between the system and him... inexplicably fits this point.
When the mission completion prompt came, Wei Sushen breathed a sigh of relief. There was no requirement for the difficulty of the mission, as long as there were no changes.
The sword discussion was just an introduction. When everyone sat back down and faced everyone's attention, the main event of the day had just begun.
The Palace Master of Baihua Palace lamented that the world has changed so much: "From now on, it will be the world of young people."
The people at Lingjian Villa next to him shook their heads and looked at the Palace Master of the Dead Soul Palace: "We haven't seen you for a while. The Palace Master's cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds."
After his reminder, the scene of the fight just now appeared in many people's minds. From the beginning to the end, regardless of the strength of the opponent, the Palace Master of the Necromancer Palace behaved calmly.
Everything was as expected. The master of the Palace of the Dead said with a smile: "After all, in a short while, the new leader of the martial arts alliance will be selected through a competition. It will definitely be a treat."
Without giving others a chance to react, someone had already stepped forward to speak for him: "The palace master's magical power is incredible, and ordinary people may not be able to achieve half of your results even if they put in three times the effort."
Wei Sushen always had a good memory. He still remembered that not long ago, when the Palace Master of the Palace of the Dead summoned everyone who was protected by the forces and announced that he would compete for the leadership of the martial arts alliance, the man in purple tried every means to stay out of it. He did not want to change his mind in just a few days. Got the idea.
Whether it is coercion or inducement, it is enough to prove that the master of the Palace of the Dead is really powerful.
At this moment, everyone's attention was on the Palace Master of the Palace of the Dead. Fang Shan took the opportunity to exchange a few words with Wei Sushen: "Continue to do the self-selected tasks or go back?"
Wei Sushen: "Go back."
The reward for this mission is quite useless, so there is no need to continue wasting time for a small possibility.
Fang Shan's starting point was different from his, but he reached the same conclusion.
The system is more concerned about the number of trips to different dimensions at the moment. After collecting two more travel photos, he can freely choose a time point in the past, and the previously deleted data may be restored.
From a practical perspective, Fang Shan was not very interested in who the evil god was. What he was interested in was whether there were any hidden props.
In the Cunning Rabbit Three Cave, even Wei Sushen didn't know that the system had the same hobby as the dragon: hiding treasures. He doesn't take all the props with him, but hides some for emergencies so that he can use them to make a comeback in the future.
The Frost Sword can feel the pressure brought by Fang Shan. The sword is exuding cold air, as if it is questioning why the epee can make speech if it is also a sword.
No one paid attention to its question, and the scene was in an uproar because of the words of the Lord of the Palace of the Dead. It's a pity that no one is stupid enough to stand up and stir up trouble directly. No one wants to be the first bird to be shot down, otherwise the scene could be more lively.
Feeling Chongjian's determination to keep the world in chaos, Wei Sushen made up his mind to go back as soon as the sword fighting competition was over.
Because of the sudden topic brought up by the Palace Master of the Dead Souls Palace, the martial arts competition ended much later than expected. All forces were using words to test what the Palace Master of the Dead Souls Palace wanted to do next.
It was already evening when he returned to the garden. Fang Shan was quite satisfied with his current situation, and there was no sign of turning back into a human for a while.
Wei Su Shen: "Change back."
The heavy sword was splashing and rolling, and the walls and ground withstood the force that they should not bear, and several cracks were opened.
Wei Sushen said rationally: "I'm hungry."
The heavy sword stopped moving and waited for the next step.
Wei Sushen: "If you don't come back, I'll take you to chop vegetables."
Within a few breaths, Fang Shan sat in front of him and said through gritted teeth: "If the host dares to use me to chop vegetables, I will chop the host."
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Fang Shan seemed to have opened up some new ideas: "I have a copy of the "Sunflower Collection", which guarantees that you will become the best in the world after practicing."
Wei Sushen suddenly laughed.
Fang Shan was startled by his cold smile and changed his words: "It's a harmless joke." Then he looked at the weather outside: "The sun is just right, the sky is high and the clouds are clear. It's time to return."
Ignoring his poor topic-changing skills, Wei Sushen nodded.
Returning to the warm real world, Fang Shan was like an octopus lying on the bed: "Equality between men and women is good."
It's not easy to use your fists and kicks in the last plane.
Wei Sushen quickly adapted to the rhythm of real life and asked the system if the specific time and location of the offline activities of the 333 forum were available.
System 333 is only one step away from being a professional otaku. In addition to the computer in the room every day, he only reads notebooks. When he heard his question, he sighed: "You can't imagine how crazy these cultists are. Now the police are so strict in their investigation. They actually want to commit crimes against the wind."
Wei Sushen gently tapped his knuckles on the table twice: "The key point."
System 333 showed its hands: "The city's investigation was too strict, so they temporarily moved the offline gathering overseas."
Wei Sushen looked back at Fang Shan: "Are you interested in traveling overseas?"
The sun hit the side of his face. Fang Shan admired the beauty, ignored the words and nodded.
During dinner, Wei Su Shen mentioned that he wanted to go on a trip. Wei Ye didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but he said, "It just so happens that your mother and I also want to go out for a walk."
Wei Sushen frowned slightly: "We have already signed up for a tour group, the most ordinary one, and the group is full."
Wei Ye was always strong: "Then sign up for another group for me."
Wei Sushen curled his lips, narrowed his eyes, and nodded in response.
Three days later, Wei Ye and Jiang Meiling took a plane to another country. The tour guide enthusiastically introduced today's sightseeing route to everyone.
Wei Ye looked at the average age of the people around him and dialed Wei Sushen's phone with a gloomy face. The person on the other end of the phone explained very carefully... It is difficult to switch from luxury to frugality. He wanted to save unnecessary expenses and use them on meaningful things. place.
Unable to find fault, Wei Ye's expression did not improve much until he hung up the phone. Jiang Meiling was quite pleased: "I heard that he and Pei Yang were collaborating on a big project recently, and funds are inevitably in short supply."
Wei Ye did not refute this point. After his eldest son officially entered the company, no matter what difficulties he encountered, he never asked for a penny from his family.
After walking out of the airport, Wei Ye always felt that something was wrong, so he called his subordinate and asked him to find a way to locate Wei Sushen's mobile phone and see where the other party was.
The assistant was very efficient and sent the message very quickly.
Wei Ye called again, not sure what he was confirming. After a moment, Jiang Meiling looked at his stern expression, frowned and said, "What's wrong?"
"Your precious son, who advocates frugality, signed us up for a senior tour group and booked an island for himself."
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