Chapter 37 The Arrival of the False Soul Python

Qiongwu College, a corner of the martial arts training ground of the ordinary class, Song Yang, who had just completed the swordsmanship practice task assigned by the teacher, put his sword into the sheath and wiped the sweat on his forehead, looking quite solemn.

"This Fang Xu actually jumped to the elite graduation class? How did he do it?" Song Yang frowned slightly.

As a student, he still knows a lot about the president of Qiongwu College.

Although this old man has a strange personality, he also has a stubborn and resolute side. He is the least like people who walk through the back door in his life.

Don't you see that even the children of the directors of the board of the college have to go through a strict assessment if they want to enter the college?

So after learning the news of Fang Xu, he was quite puzzled and couldn't figure out why such a thing happened.

"At this time, instead of choosing another class, but graduating class, there is only one possibility..." Song Yang's eyes flashed a light: "Do you want to apply for Yanhuang University? Ridiculous!" The corners of his mouth curled slightly, showing a trace of disdain.

"According to Uncle Cheng's speculation, there must be a strong man behind Fang Xu, but how high can his own cultivation be? In those years, he went crazy and fell into the realm of gas and blood. Now it is extremely difficult to break through the forging of bones and embark on the road of practice again. Do you want to apply for Yanhuang University? It's just a dream!"

Put the training alloy sword on the weapon rack next to the martial arts arena. Song Yang said hello to the teacher and left first.

"Oh, what do I want so much for? Ziyu invited the bronze virtual soul python of the virtual soul group to take action. Fang Xu is already a dead man. As he walked, Song Yang smiled and shook his head indifferently: "I don't know, where is the bronze virtual soul python? For so many days, with the efficiency of the virtual soul group, I'm afraid it should have reached the dome martial arts star, right?

Returning to the high-end community where he lived, Song Yang stopped in front of his house and was about to open the door, but his expression was slightly condensed.

Inexplicably, there was a strange chill in his heart.

"Strange, this feeling... is a little inexplicable." Shaking his head, Song Yang opened the door and walked in.

Opening the photon vacuum box, Song Yang took out a bottle of exquisite and high-grade red wine, took out the goblet and poured one-third of it, shaking it slightly in his hand.

"It's worthy of the Borado red wine from the Rose Winery. It's really fragrant and mellow." After a slight sniff, Song Yang took a sip of the wine, closed his eyes and tasted it, with a faint intoxication on his face.

"The red wine of the bottle galaxy rose winery?" A gloomy man's voice suddenly sounded behind Song Yang: "It's still 100 years old. I'm afraid this bottle will cost 180,000 stars. Boy, you can enjoy life!"

Song Yang's calm face was stiff. He gently put down his wine glass and asked quietly, "Who are you?" Why is it at my house?"

At the same time, the Force in his body ran at a high speed, and a trace of ice blue flashed in his slightly open eyes. The palms hanging on one side of his body suddenly floated a faint blue, and wisps of cold began to pervave.

"Who am I? I think you should know this. In addition, if I were you, I wouldn't do those small actions, so as not to lose my life. My temper is not so good.

A slender, white and beautiful palm stretched out from behind Song Yang, picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured a glass of red wine and took it away. At the same time, the gloomy male voice also sounded again.

"Should I know? How can I know... the virtual soul python?!"

Song Yang was shocked and subconsciously dispersed the cold energy brewing on his palm. At the same time, he frowned. Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly realized something. His face changed and he whispered.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a thin figure wrapped in a black robe. The only exposed limb was the palm holding the wine glass. It was slender and white and delicate, which was definitely the palm that many girls envied.

But this palm is born on a man.

"It's really a virtual python! Are you the one invited by Cheng Ziyu?

Song Yang's eyes moved and immediately noticed the position of the man's left chest in the black robe, a poisonous python pattern embroidered with bronze silk thread.

"The 100-year-old Borado red wine has not been tasted for some years. It is worthy of being produced by Rose Winery. It is fresh and natural in the mellow fragrance. It is this taste..." The virtual soul python ignored Song Yang and raised the glass and took a slight sip.

The small half of the face exposed under the dark hood is pale and bloodless, but the lips are as red as blood, and the teeth in the mouth are extremely white, but not the normal white, but pale, with a gloomy feeling.

"It's a pity..." The virtual soul python shook his head, spit out the wine he had just drunk, and sprayed Song Yang's face: "Compared with the blood of the 17 or 18-year-old virgin, this is simply the most disgusting garbage in the world!"

As soon as he let go, the wine glass slipped from his hand and fell to the ground, smashed, the glass dregs scattered everywhere, and the bright red wine splashed, like a blood flower blooming on the white tiles.

"You!" Song Yang's face turned black and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

The valuation of the virtual python is actually very accurate, but it is the price sold directly in the rose winery branch in the treasure bottle galaxy, and this bottle of Bolado in Song Yang's hand is his small auction of the famous wine store under the name of the largest chamber of commerce in Qiongwu, the Qiongwu Chamber of Commerce, costing more than 200,000 star points.

Even with his current cultivation status, this is almost half a year's savings, which has been ruined. Of course, he is distressed.

But he moved his mouth, but Song Yang still didn't say anything.

From the black-clothed virtual soul python in front of him, he felt a shocking breath, not only the pressure of strength, but also the feeling of evil spirit, murder, resentment, anger and other negative energy.

More importantly, Song Yang knows that most of the virtual pythons have mental problems and are very abnormal. They have many abnormal thoughts and hobbies, and the behavior and words of the person in front of him also confirm his hearing.

He can't guarantee that if he doesn't handle it properly, the other party will kill him backhand.

"Why, you seem to be very dissatisfied?" The virtual soul python looked up at him and asked faintly. In his voice, there was a cold that had not been seen before.

Song Yang suddenly felt that the surrounding temperature began to drop. This was not an illusion, but a large convergence of negative energy in the air, causing the magnetic field to fluctuate and abnormal ion activity, leading to a rapid drop in temperature.

He shook his head quickly: "No, no, no, I'm absolutely not full at all."

"Hmm! I hope so, otherwise I don't mind crushing an ant. The virtual soul python snorted coldly and said lightly.

"Of course, of course." Song Yang nodded repeatedly and immediately said, "I don't know what's wrong with Lord Xuhun Python looking for me?"

"I heard Cheng Ziyu say that my target this time is Fang Xu in Qiongwu College? You are one of the students, should you know something? Tell me everything you know." The virtual python man said.

"Yes, I must know all about it!" Song Yang nodded and said, "This is the specific situation..."

Fang Xu did not know that a deadly crisis against him was rapidly approaching.

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A martial arts arena.

"Xiao Xuzi, are you really not thinking about it? Ordinary people can't ask for a beautiful teacher like me!" Hearing Fang Xu refuse again, An Yan said unwillingly, still with her hands behind her back, leaned slightly, and came to Fang Xu: "Don't miss the opportunity again. After this village, there will be no shop!"

An Yan's figure is extremely hot, her slender waist is full of grip, but her chest and buttocks have an extremely straight curvature, and the whole person outlines an extremely amazing S curve.

In addition, her upper body was wearing a light red low-neck sleeveless slim short shirt with extremely thin fabric. This leaned over, the attractive scenery that loomed in front of her chest suddenly became clear, and the two groups of snow-white and richness squeezed out a deep seductive gully.

Bad boy, aunt can't cure you if you don't believe it!

While showing her beautiful figure, An Yan roared viciously in her heart.

But soon she was dumbfounded.

Fang Xu's eyes swept through her chest faintly, without deliberately staring or deliberately ignoring, but looked at her calmly: "Mr. An, thank you for your kindness, but I have my own plan and practical training, so I don't need it."

But Fang Xu actually felt strange in his heart. He didn't understand where he attracted An Yan and pestered her unrelentlessly.

"Xiao Xuzi, do you really disagree?" An Yan straightened her waist and stood up straight. Her big eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a faint chill: "It's not a good thing to annoy a woman! And it's also a beautiful woman like me. It's terrible for a beautiful woman to soar!"

Will Fang Xu be afraid of threats?

The answer is certainly no.

So he shook his head faintly and didn't even bother to say anything.

To his surprise, An Yan was not angry, but curled her lips and said disdainfully, "Bang! I don't agree to pull down! Son of a bitch, I have a lot of things to do. Let's go. He immediately turned around and left the martial arts arena.

"Well...I'm leaving now?" Fang Xu was stunned.

Adapted to An Yan's appearance of grasping the opportunity and sticking to the chatter, he suddenly saw her leaving so decisively, and he was a little puzzled.

However, Fang Xu didn't care. He said that she was really a strange woman. She turned around and continued to practice basic swordsmanship and thought about the mystery.

Master of martial arts, above the perfect realm, is the realm of master.

Any master-level martial arts has the strong ability to fight beyond the level. Of course, it is not simple to feel it.

Although Fang Xu was a king in his previous life, he focused on skills, and his research on high-level swordsmanship is still limited.

Of course, he has indeed reached the level of a swordsmanship master, and it is the same now, but this master is not a master at the level of martial arts, but a master of simple swordsmanship.

In short, a swordsman who has mastered the meaning of swordsmanship and can form his own swordsmanship can be called a swordsman.

If you really want to talk about the martial arts realm of a simple swordsmanship, even if it is a swordsmanship, it needs to be practiced step by step. In general swordsmanship, swordsmanship is a perfect level.

This is what Fang Xu is now.

And what he is pursuing now is a higher-level master swordsmanship.

According to his speculation, if his basic swordsmanship is promoted to the master level, it will have a great driving effect on other swordsmanship and even all his martial arts, which can further improve his combat effectiveness.

It may be easy to compete with the middle-level concentration.

In practice, time passes quickly, the light of the star and sun quickly disappears, and the sky gradually fades.

"Let's stop here." Fang Xu put the sword into the sheath, put the alloy sword on the weapon rack beside him, and walked out.

He is now in an indoor martial arts arena in the depths of the college, with a small area of about 400 square meters.

There are many indoor martial arts arenas in the college, which are generally provided for teachers or students to practice in isolation. Students in the graduation class who are led by their tutors are also here to receive guidance.

"Fang Xu, are you out? It happens that we are going to find you. Since you are here, let's go straight back to my cousin's house.

As soon as Fang Xu went out, he met Ye Jinxuan and Qin Lan, both of whom came to find him.

Immediately, the three left the college and drove to Jiang's villa in a magnetic flying car.

"Brother, I have good news for you! Do you want to listen?"

As soon as she returned to the villa, Fang Ya, dressed in an elegant green dress, greeted her with a smile.