[Online Game] The Art of Headmaster

"This is the blank cheat book?" Jiang Haiyang opened his eyes.

Song Wenshen slapped the cheat book, and listened to the system prompt in satisfaction. "Although the success rate of copying is very low, I didn't expect it to be successful. It seems that knowing the name of the martial arts can increase the success rate." He clicked on the martial arts attribute, "Middle-grade high-level."

"It's a pity, I thought it should be at least top grade." Jiang Haiyang felt a little regretful.

"Copying martial arts will lower the level, but it's not bad."

"That's right, it's better than your unsightly initial lightness kung fu." Yan Lin appeared at the gate of the city with fluttering robes, as soon as he received Song Wenshen's news.I don't know why Jiang Haiyang feels that this person is completely relieved. God knows how long Song Wenshen has been coveting the Pingbo Jue.

"Xiaoyan, are you very happy?" Song Wenshen hooked the other party's neck awkwardly, "Don't worry, I will definitely use the blank cheats that you get when you upgrade the sect next time."

Yan Linlang trembled, what did he do wrong to punish him like this.Forced to pull out a smile, "I'm a third-rate martial artist, so I can't get into the eyes of the master."

Jiang Haiyang opened the system leaderboard and looked at it. It didn't seem to be very third-rate.It's a pity that his relationship with Yan Linlang wasn't good enough to complain about, so he only said hello to Song Wenshen and left.

Song Wenshen waved his paw twice, and suddenly his eyes lit up and he shouted behind Jiang Haiyang's back, "I heard that Lord Ye is so masculine! Do you want to sacrifice yourself for the mission!"

Jiang Haiyang was completely overwhelmed. Afterwards, it was no surprise to see that there was an additional commentary article on the gossip edition of the Post News about players giving up the bottom line for hidden missions.

After sending Jiang Haiyang away, Sect Leader Song excitedly dragged his second disciple out of the city to try out the newly acquired Qinggong. To be precise, Sect Leader Song Sa Huan was running in the field while Yan Linlang chanted poems to flowers.At this time, light rain began to fall on the map of Nanjiang City, and the drizzle was like fog, and the eyes were full of emerald green. Yan Linlang was holding a white paper umbrella, and the waves were slow and steady, as if a layer of light had fallen around him as if the rain curtain had been pulled aside.

It's a pity that in the huge wilderness, there is only Sect Leader Song in the audience.Song Wenshen was biting a wild jujube that he didn't know where to pick, and persistently hit the opponent with the jujube.Let you pretend!It's not sister Gu!Bad reviews!Yan Linlang clamped the hidden weapon with two fingers, and taunted the head of Song with her eyes, "I finally learned a good lightness kung fu. The hidden weapon is still too bad." After speaking, she shook her head, put the jujube to her mouth, and took a bite, the taste was sour Hard and dry.Mr. Yan swallowed reluctantly with a stiff smile on his face. After gnawing on it, he inexplicably found that he was in a state of poisoning.

"Song Wenshen, you lucky E!" Yan Linlang was furious, "Where did you pick wild dates!"

Master Song used his back to tell the other party what it means to be self-willed. Yan Linlang gritted his teeth and couldn't help but miss the days when Song Wen was deeply slag and light-hearted.

Song Wenshen ran for two steps and stopped. Yan Linlang came up from behind to take a look. The servant was stroking his palms and watching people fight like a drunk.

Yan Linlang looked contemptuous, "You're ashamed to brag about yourself."

Head Song was still intoxicated until Yan Linlang kicked him. "Do you want to help?"

Smiling deeply, Song Wen pulled out the Hanlong Sword, and jumped out with a loud cry. "My good apprentice is here to save you!" It was none other than the fourth disciple Shutu who was involved in the melee. Shutu was besieged by five players at the same time. Those players were wearing light purple school uniforms, and they seemed to be from the same sect.Only then did Song Wenshen remember what Shutu's previous sect was called Zihongmen, and he walked slowly into the battle, winking at Shutu, "Isn't your hunting time over yet?"

Although Shutu and Song Wenshen came from the same line of martial arts, their proficiency was higher than that of the master Song who was fishing. He didn't know where he was. I got help again."

Among the five, a short-legged fat man in purple immediately howled, "You were lucky enough to win before. The traitor asked you to learn the purple rainbow formation."

Song Wen took a deep look at him, "It turns out that you are the one who is narrow-minded and inferior to others."

The short-legged fat man let out a sharp sound, as if he had been stepped on and let out air.But it seemed that the man was in rags, with a long sword with a gap in his hand, the fat man was full again, sucking the fat in his stomach. "Where did the poor come from!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he could only hear the whistling of the wind in his ears, Song Wenshen's sword was accurately inserted into the shoulder of his companion, and the fat man thought that the other party was demonstrating against him.Yan Linlang and Shutu held their foreheads together and glared at Head Song with their eyes.Song Wenshen shook his Hanlong Sword with a sneer, why is the accuracy still so poor.

The fat man screamed, "Set up!"

Although the Zihong Sect is a small faction, the Zihong Formation is a rare group martial art in the Jianghu, which is why Shutu joined the Zihong Sect in the first place.The minimum requirement for the opening of the Zihong Formation is five people, and the strength of the five people is not much different.The foundation of the book is not bad, and it is not easy to find a few people with comparable strength in the sect, so he quit and joined the Qionghua sect.But the five people in front of them are different. These people happen to be equally bad at martial arts, and they have maximized the power of the Purple Rainbow Formation.

Song Wenshen blocked the attacking sword, the short-legged fat man grinned, and the second sword followed. "This is a wheel battle." He took a breath, and caught a glimpse of Yan Linlang who was outside the formation wiping a bamboo flute leisurely, "Stop playing, Xiao Yan, come in and help."

Yan Linlang raised her head, her moist eyes seemed to be soaked in the drizzle from the south of the Yangtze River.

"Sect Leader, I am poisoned and cannot use force."

Song Wenshen almost didn't bring it up.

At this point, Gu Mei is not online, He You is in class, and there is still a cook, Yong Wu, in the sect.Head Song opened the friend list, feeling a sense of sadness in his eyes. "Shutu." He sighed, "I will help you as a teacher."

Shutu glanced at him and refused indifferently. "With formation bonuses, it's still bad."

The short-legged fat man was so angry that he jumped a few times and stabbed the soft persimmon Song Wenshen with his sword.Song Wenshen retaliated with a move of the Heavenly Sect Shukuang, and the fat man flicked back and gritted his teeth bitterly.

Song Wenshen had a loving face, "Pangpang has good jumping ability. Does your school of Qinggong specialize in high jump?"

Yan Linlang was playing with the bamboo flute, and felt that there was a wisp of green smoke rising from the fat man's head.The head of his family is not good at martial arts.It can only be a war of words.The fat man was so chubby with anger, he winked at his companion, and they all understood and attacked Song Wenshen in the formation together.

With the sword coming, everyone's eyes widened at that second. Song Wenshen in the formation disappeared?

Yan Linlang straightened up abruptly, and seeing Song Wenshen appearing a few meters away, she lay down again and played the flute with her head bowed in great interest.Song Wenshen himself was taken aback. He opened the skill panel and took a look at the newly learned lightness kung fu. He remembered Qu Xiucai's saying at the time that the Bee-You-Fee Jue is very interesting if it is used well. Could it be that this is the key.He hooked the corners of his mouth and performed lightness kung fu.

"Sect Leader, what are you doing?" Shutu couldn't bear to watch Song Wenshen run around the formation.

"You guys go on! Go on!" Song Wenshen cheerfully tested the lightness kung fu, and the five members of Zihong Sect were at a loss.Are you going to fight or not?This kid ran circles back to circles, and even took the opportunity to sneak attack two when he was fine, who could bear it.

"Brother! Who are we going to fight?"

The fat man gritted his teeth, "Shutu."

After another ten minutes, Shutu finished cleaning up the four of them, and teased the fat man like a cat catching a mouse.Song Wenshen was tired from running and squatted next to Yan Linlang, eating wild fruits. Yan Linlang watched the wild dates with a complicated expression, and poked him with his flute. "What have you learned from your lightness kung fu?"

Song Wenshen glanced at the system and hiccupped, "The proficiency has increased."

At this time, there was only a scream, the fat man was cut off half a layer of blood by Shutu's sword, and he was cursing.Yan Linlang patted the hem of her clothes, seeming to be noisy, "Wu Yong said the meal is ready."

Shutu understood, and sent the fat man back to his original point with a sword.When the eyes met, the fat man's eyes were vicious, and the corner of his mouth turned to look behind him with a weird smile.Puzzled on the way to the book, he was about to turn his head when he heard the sound of metal and stone intersecting behind him, Song Wenshen used Liuyun to borrow the moon to catch the sneak attack.

The person who came came covered his face with a black cloth scarf, and quickly evacuated when the move failed.Head Song wanted to take advantage of the victory to pursue him, but was called back by Yan Linlang.Song turned around with a spring breeze on his face, his tail almost raised to the sky in triumph. "Liuyun Sword Technique and Youfeng Jue, the revival of our Da Qionghua School is just around the corner!"

"Come on, you." Yan Linlang punched him, Song Wenshen shook, and the Hanlong sword in his hand made an ominous click.

Yan Linlang was so startled that she held her breath and kept her original movements motionless. "You didn't go to practice sword?"

Song Wenshen watched dully as a spider web-like crack appeared on the blade.

"How much durability is left?"

"famous."

While speaking, cracks covered the entire body of the sword, and with the last whine, the Hanlong sword shattered into several pieces and fell to the ground.

The author has something to say: the schadenfreude Jiao Dacai VS the weeping head Song

Head Song: My hacker!

Jiao Dacai's cold face: It's time to renew.