Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

This night, Zhao Yang sat cross-legged in the room, glanced at the game platform from time to time, and got hundreds of basalt crystals, dozens of them were mid-grade.

These high-grade basalt crystals were contributed by Zhuge Rui.

As for the others, while contributing crystals, they also brought him a lot of experience and the power of black magnetism.

Zhao Yang was also polite, and used his authority to change the distribution ratio of experience and magnetism to [-], he [-], and those disciples [-].

Just like that, when he walked out of the small courtyard sleepily the next day, he was faced with excited faces.

"Thank you, Vice President, for your gift!"

"Thank you, Vice-principal, for bestowing the fairy fate."

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Standing in front of him, Zhuge Hong bowed and said, "Sir, Master Zhuge has gone to retreat, and told me to tell you that you can do whatever you want in the Sword Academy."

This time, it seems that it is really going to be closed.Zhao Yang smiled lightly, Zhuge Rui should have gained the most in Wanci Space last night.

A man of his cultivation, with the infusion of profound magnetic power, is probably on the verge of breaking through.

In the realm of Jindan, one grade and one heaven and earth, when Zhuge Rui leaves the pass, his cultivation will definitely be even better than before.

Well, one senior wage earner.

"Then let's go to Qingxue Tower to have a look." Zhao Yang waved his hand, and Zhuge Jun and others immediately took action.

But after a while, a small green wood cart was pushed out, and then mounted on the back of the snow wolf that Zhao Yang rode over.

Sixteen disciples lined up in two teams, guarding the side of the car.

"Please sir." Zhuge Hong raised his hand towards Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang stretched out his hand to pat Snow Wolf, whom he hadn't seen for a few days, and a cloud of energy and blood poured into his body, making him bow his head and hum softly.

Stepping into the small car, Zhao Yang saw that there was quite a lot of space inside.This small car is actually a travel thing with a space magic circle, inside it is boxy and empty, the size of a small study room.

Didn't Zhuge Jun cry poorly before, saying that the Sword Academy has run out of cooking?If this car is sold, it can at least last for a year or two at the Baojian Institute, right?

Mo Chi followed into the car, glanced at the empty compartment, and with a wave of his palm, small tables, melons, fruits, pastries and other things were immediately placed on the table, and then he set up a desk and a weapon.

Immediately, the carriage took on a luxurious look.

Zhao Yang looked at it, smiled lightly, and waved his hands, several books fell on the bookshelf.

These are quite precious swordsmanship and exercises.

He waved his hand again, and put out several weapons.

There was a flash of inspiration in Mochi's eyes, and he lowered his head.

On the weapon rack, there were not only three top-grade magic weapons, but also two long swords of the magic weapon level.

Who is the owner of the house? The magic weapon is laid out like a cabbage.

"Sir, are you ready to go?" Zhuge Hong stepped into the carriage, and then stood there in a daze.

"Come on, let's talk with me."

Zhao Yang waved his hand, and a black and white chess piece hung in the middle of the carriage.

This chessboard is glowing with aura, each piece is crystal clear, black and white are distinct, and each piece is shining with warm luster.

The ultimate magic weapon.

A chessboard and chess pieces are actually refined from the matching top-grade magic weapon material.

Such treasures are refined into playthings such as Reversi.

Zhuge Hong stepped forward a few steps, knelt down in front of Zhao Yang, stretched out his hand, and a black chess piece landed on the board.

Mochi bowed, exited the carriage, sat on the frame, stretched out his hand and patted lightly, Xuelang's whole body shook, and he jumped up on all fours.

Zhuge Jun strode ahead, while the sixteen sword academy disciples walked with their swords on their backs.

At this time, not only were they carrying the black magnetic spar, but they kept their magnetic force balanced, and the hard work last night made their magnetic force skyrocket.

Now with the help of the power of black magnetism, the power they can exert is several times that of their own cultivation.

Zhuge Hong's chess strength is not weak, but it is not as good as Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang didn't know how to play chess originally, but he could find chess records from the game world, the kind of chess practice method that is popular in the practice world and can provide practitioners with a way of meditation.

At this time, what Zhao Yang saw on the chessboard were criss-crossed air masses, and a little bit of aura circulated, looking for a way to connect and reach.

Every chess piece that fell could calm his mind a bit.

Zhuge Hong, who was sitting opposite him, frowned, thinking for a long time every time he made a chess piece.

The snow wolf pulled the car very fast, running smoothly on the snow, and the teacups in the car would not even shake.There is also a balance array in this carriage.

With a big sword on his back, Zhuge Jun was billowing with energy and blood. From a distance, he looked like a wild beast.

For half an hour, a piece of rising and falling buildings appeared in front of the snowy road.

A group of people went straight to see many practitioners coming in and out.

Seeing Zhuge Jun's rising momentum and the cart pulled by the snow wolf behind him, those practitioners didn't feel that they were far away.

Zhuge Jun led the crowd for a while, his expression changed suddenly, he shouted "Stop", and then a gray magnetic force flashed all over his body, his body roared, and he rushed forward.

Not far in front of him, in front of a three-story attic, two practitioners were flying up to take off the plaque on the attic.

Zhuge Jun's huge body slammed into him, knocking the two into the air and falling to the ground.

"who!"

"Do you dare to take care of my exile from the Sword Sect?"

After a few shouts, several practitioners holding long swords and wearing blue leather robes surrounded Zhuge Jun.

"Who am I? Isn't this the big guy from the Skinny Sword Academy!" A frivolous voice sounded, and an eagle-eyed young man wearing a golden crown strode out.

"You came at a good time, so we don't need to inform you." The young man pointed at the plaque that had not been removed and said, "I will take back this Qingxue Tower from the Wandering Sword Sect, and you can go find a place to do business elsewhere. "

After finishing speaking, the young man suddenly smiled, looked Zhuge Jun up and down and said: "Your skinny sword academy's family business has also been ruined, and there will be no business in the future, right?"

"roll--"

Before the young man could finish speaking, Zhuge Jun swung out the big sword in his hand and smashed it hard on the top of his head.

"boom--"

The young man rolled on the spot in embarrassment, and dodged the sword, his body was covered with mud and dirt on the ground.

"A declining eighth-rank sword academy is still so arrogant, your skinny sword academy is doomed to die—"

"Speak wild words, disrespect my Frost Snow Sword Academy, cut it off." Zhuge Hong's voice sounded faintly.

"Bam—"

Zhuge Jun stepped on the ground, and the bluestone slab was shattered. He flew up, the big sword in his hand flashed a light gray aura, and fell from the sky, striking down with his sword!
When the sword struck the head, the eagle-eyed young man had no time to dodge, he could only scream, his eyes widened, watching the big sword approaching.

"Be merciful!"

Not far away, an old voice sounded, and then a light blue figure stood in front of the young man, raised his hand, and spit out a spiritual light from the palm of his hand, pointing towards Zhuge Jun's great sword.

"Om-"

The sword intersected with that spiritual power, and the pale blue figure groaned for a while, and retreated sharply, bumping into the eagle-eyed young man behind him, knocking him flying three feet away.

"Yin-yang magnetic force, no wonder, the old man's arm was not wronged." A light blue figure was revealed, a pale old man with black beard, with his left hand on his right shoulder.

At this time, the sleeve of his right arm was empty, it had been shattered by Zhuge Jun's blow, and turned into nothingness.

"Get out of the way, or, die."

Zhuge Jun raised his sword, pointed at the old man, and looked at the eagle-eyed young man with a frightened face behind him.