Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself

The suzerain still tried hard to keep smiling.

When he heard the words Zhao Ritian, there was a sudden strong throbbing in his heart.

He was in a trance.

"Who is Zhao Ritian?"

"Why do I feel so familiar..."

"It's strange."

Although the suzerain didn't know what the opponent's brain made up, he made himself unconscious.

But that didn't stop him from continuing to pretend.

The Sovereign revealed a disappointed expression.

"Is this not going to work?"

"You fell down before I did my best. The majestic hidden world sect and the magic fortune of the Tianji sect are nothing more than that."

"When the world is a high school, you still have to look at my Qingshan Sword Sect."

"The green hills come out, and the sects dance wildly. Once the green hills come out, who will fight!"

The suzerain exudes a domineering arrogance all over his body.

Let everyone dare not look directly.

Is this the duel between the hidden masters?
Calmly, without bloodshed.

It feels like you haven't done anything, but it seems like you've done everything.

Using spirit as a sharp sword, using consciousness as a trick, every look can kill the opponent.

The power of the God of War is so terrifying!
Ye Tianlan was emotional.

"In the end, God of War is superior."

"I have never had the opportunity to see the God of War, but today I saw it, it is an existence beyond my reach."

"It's a pity that this hidden master's fortune teller is also a well-known figure. Now that he provokes the God of War and ended up like this, it's really a trick of luck."

"The God of War is not only powerful, but also so low-key, we should learn from God of War."

Lin Wan'er looked serious, writing quickly with the pen in her hand.

The god of war cuts the sky with a smile, showing the king's spirit.

"It's very good fiction material."

"Only 10 minutes of this short confrontation, in my novel, it can completely pass... No, write ten chapters to start!"

"And I can completely engrave God of War into it."

"Once I start to write a novel and master the way of novel fantasy, I can call the wind and rain in my own novel world."

"At that time, I will wave my hand and summon the God of War to fight for me. It's simply too strong!"

The more Lin Wan'er thought about it, the more excited she became.

The outline material has been improved one step further.

Ling Tian and the seven beautiful junior sisters let out heart-piercing yells.

"master……"

"Master, wake up!"

"Woooooo, master, don't scare me..."

Ares walked over.

"Although you were the one who provoked me first, as the returning God of War, I have compassion in my heart. I will not kill people who are powerless, so go away."

The voice just fell.

Ling Lingqi, who was in a coma, suddenly twitched, her eyes slanted and her nose slanted, and she woke up.

"Abba...Abba!"

Ling Tian couldn't stop crying.

"master……"

"Master has become mentally retarded!"

"Wow wow wow!"

In the battle just now, when he saw his master exerting all his strength, he had a bad feeling.

The fall of wisdom is the manifestation of the backlash of the master's curse.

"The people of Tianjimen cannot escape the sanction from Heaven after all."

Seeing his master end up in such a fate, Ling Tian seemed to mature in an instant.

"A teacher for a day, a father for life."

He clenched his fists tightly.

I must find the full version of Tianjishu, so that the master can remove the curse and regain consciousness.

Qingshan Sword Sect, Returning God of War, Nine Years of Compulsory Education!

Humiliate me first, then my master!
This hatred is inseparable!

You wait.

One day, I, Ling Tian, ​​will trample you under my feet and avenge today!
The battle between the high sects from the hidden world has officially come to an end.

After watching the excitement, everyone turned their attention to the huge light gate.

Ye Tianlan said with a lot of experience.

"There are only a few records in ancient books about this relic in the sky, and I happened to have seen it before."

"This is the relic left by Zhang Tianhan, the disciple of the ancestor."

"This is a great treasure left to mankind after he broke the void and left."

"In this ruins, regardless of strength, everyone can find their own fairy fate."

Everyone exclaimed after hearing this.

"Zhang Tianhan, the disciple of the ancestor?"

"It turns out that the origin of this ruin is so big!"

"God of War, please advance, I will follow!"

The suzerain nodded to everyone with a smile.

With his hands behind his back, he walked into the light door gracefully.

Then everyone entered in unison.

Zhang Hao looked serious.

"I repeat again, it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books."

"The purpose of our trip is not for chance, but simply to come out and experience a long experience."

"Nine-year compulsory education rejects all bells and whistles!"

"Helping others and doing good deeds is the purpose of our trip."

at this time.

When everyone enters the light gate.

A fortune teller descended from the sky, he looked up at the huge light gate in front of him and frowned tightly.

"What about people? There should be nothing wrong with this place."

"Why did the seal I left loose? Everything is under my control."

"The person in the long river of time, if I'm not mistaken, should be using the secret technique, but it seems to be incomplete. With that kind of half-heartedness, it is impossible to find the seal I left, let alone see the one I modified. Life passes."

"It's weird."

The fortune teller thought for a long time, but couldn't find any clue.

He hesitated a little.

"That's it!"

"Then it's a divination. I always have a bad feeling."

The fortune teller lifted up the cuffs of his robe, and the exposed arm was covered with black spots.

Every black patch exudes an inexplicable aura.

After about a few minutes, the fortune teller's face changed suddenly.

Originally under his arrangement, Zhao Xiaofan, who was supposed to be mediocre and live a long life, suddenly changed his style of painting!

"The Hidden High School?"

"Returning God of War?"

The fortune teller is in the dark.

"Which show is this special meow acting in?"

"I clearly arranged for him to be a garbage sect that will not have a bright future!"

He is good at calculating and good at modifying and playing with other people's luck and life.

Everything about Zhao Xiaofan was clearly arranged by him.

It stands to reason that it is absolutely impossible for any changes to occur!

"Troublesome! Zhao Ritian has a special destiny and should not be underestimated. Now he has begun to deviate from the life trajectory I set for him."

"Returning God of War, this nickname is too domineering, and it fits his soul very well."

"Ordinary people are known as the God of War, so naturally there will be no change."

"But Zhao Ritian is different. Although he is mediocre at the moment, the title God of War has been called a lot. Sooner or later, he will become a real God of War!"

The fortune teller walked back and forth, muttering to himself.

"It shouldn't be! It shouldn't be!"

"Where is the variable?"

Then he gritted his teeth.

"I'm doing a divination, looking for variables!"

for a long time.

He saw a picture.

In Hidden Sword Valley, a handsome young man named Zhang Hao scolded Fang Qiu, bragging.

"My Qingshan Sword Sect is a hidden master!"

It was from this moment that rumors began to spread.

Zhao Xiaofan's painting style changed suddenly, and he was rumored to be the returning god of war.

The fortune teller froze for a long time and could only smile wryly.

"Gossip is a knife!"

"Harmful!"

"Where did that boy... come from?"

After looking at the light door and thinking for a while, he resolutely walked in.

"You dare to enter what Zhang Tianhan left behind. This is your deadly enemy."

"I'm afraid you are looking for death!"

"Zhao Ritian, Zhao Ritian, you and I have common goals and enemies, but it's not time for you to wake up yet."

"You'd better be that mediocre Zhao Xiaofan, when I need you, you'll show up."