Fang Shan had no pretense of bullying the weak; he simply felt every fighting cell in his body activated at that moment. Bystanders saw the sword tremble slightly, assuming it was Wei Sushen unable to bear the weight, but in reality, it was the system trembling with excitement.

The Palace Master of the Undead Palace looked at Wei Sushen, his gaze fixed, his expression becoming slightly serious. It was clear that Wei Sushen's strength had exceeded his expectations.

The system's 1+1>2 theory has been implemented quite thoroughly. It is difficult to defeat the Lord of the Undead Palace completely without using his full strength.

bite!

The sound of the sword tips 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 question was directed at the Frost Sword.

If the Frost Sword had consciousness, its rage value would probably soar to the peak.

Wei Sushen raised the heavy sword in his hand again. It would be more accurate to describe it as smashing it rather than swinging it.

As the temporary wielder of the Frost Sword, the Palace Master of the Undead Palace, aside from a slight initial irritation, didn't experience much emotional distress. The Frost Sword hadn't recognized him as its master, so facing a makeshift combat weapon, the Palace Master of the Undead Palace naturally didn't have much sympathy.

Frankly, Wei Sushen's display of strength had made him look up to him. As both men, the latter's appearance would likely make it difficult for him to marry, allowing him to focus on martial arts. Recruiting such a person would be much less expensive than recruiting a swordsman, and would be easier to control.

His mind changed, and his hands slowed down a little, adding some water without leaving any trace.

Fang Shan could sense the thoughts of the Palace Master of the Undead Palace better than anyone else. He was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, and he tried his best to bully the Frost Sword.

As the righteous people in the Wulin Palace, the heroes watching the fight 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, wishing they could burn cracks on it.

The swordsman's thinking was slightly different from theirs. After his initial compassion passed, he suddenly realized that a new door was opening before him.

It turns out it can be done this way.

In a sense, this is the reality of one force defeating ten skills.

As long as you have enough weight, you can press down bravely.

The Frost Sword has always chosen its own master. All the holders in the past have tried their best to gain its recognition. It has never suffered such an injustice. Layer upon layer of frost has formed on the sword.

The Frost Sword got its name because a thin layer of frost covered the sword body all year round. It has a natural inhibitory effect on the yang-attributed internal force. Unfortunately, these advantages have no room to be utilized when facing Fang Shan.

Through the communication of consciousness, Fang Shan sent a message to Wei Sushen, strongly requesting a more fancy fighting style.

Come on, spin and stab, jump and stab, stab with your eyes closed!

This is a true swordsman.

Wei Sushen’s eyelids twitched: Be quiet.

Fang Shan was fighting happily, while Frost Sword was being bullied and gradually fell into a passive fighting position.

The Palace Master of the Undead Palace withdrew his hand first: "Your skills are good. The Frost Sword will not be buried in your hands."

Everyone agrees with the first sentence, but the second sentence... is a blatant lie.

When the Frost Sword was handed to Wei Sushen, even the Palace Master of the Undead Palace felt that the Frost Sword was like a concubine who was about to be sent in through the back door, and that the main room still could not tolerate anyone else.

After Wei Sushen got the Frost Sword, he put away his heavy sword. His expression was cold, but his tone was serious: "In the future, you and I will share honor and disgrace."

The Frost Sword moved slightly, as if in response.

Many swordsmen opened their eyes wide... Was this a result of being beaten to emotions?

Give someone a piece of candy after a beating; this is the best way to tame Stockholm syndrome.

If you ask why Wei Sushen used it so skillfully, I'm afraid even he himself would not want to admit it. The relationship between him and the system... inexplicably fits this point.

When the task completion notification sound came, Wei Sushen breathed a sigh of relief. He no longer cared about the difficulty of the task, as long as there were no unexpected changes.

The sword fight was just an introduction. When I sat back in my seat facing everyone's gaze, the main event of the day had just begun.

The Palace Master of Baihua Palace lamented how much the martial arts world has changed: "From now on, the world will be ruled by the young."

The people from the nearby Spirit Sword Villa shook their heads and looked at the Palace Master of the Dead Soul Palace: "It's been a while since we last saw you. Your cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds."

After his reminder, the scene of the fight just now appeared in many people's minds. From beginning to end, no matter how strong the opponent was, the Lord of the Undead Palace remained calm and composed.

Everything was as expected. The Palace Master of the Undead Palace said with a smile, "After all, it won't be long before the new leader of the martial arts world will be chosen through a competition, so we definitely need to be careful."

Without giving others a chance to react, someone already stood up and spoke for him: "The Palace Master's skills are unparalleled. An ordinary person might not be able to achieve half the results even if they worked three times as hard as you."

Wei Sushen has always had a good memory. He still remembered that not long ago, when the Palace Master of the Undead Palace gathered together all the people who were protected by the power and announced that they would compete for the leader of the martial arts world, this man in purple tried every means to stay out of it, but he changed his mind in just a few days.

Whether it is coercion or inducement, it is enough to prove that the Palace Master of the Undead Palace is really powerful.

At this moment, everyone's attention was on the Palace Master of the Undead Palace. Fang Shan took the opportunity to exchange a few words with Wei Sushen: "Continue to complete the optional quests or go back?"

Wei Sushen: "Go back."

The reward for this mission is quite useless, there is no need to continue wasting time for a tiny possibility.

Fang Shan's starting point was different from his, but they came to the same conclusion.

What the system is more concerned about at the moment is the number of different dimensions visited. 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 is not very interested in who the evil god is. He is interested in whether he has hidden any props in the past.

A cunning rabbit has three burrows. Even Wei Sushen didn't know that the system shared the dragon's hobby: hiding treasure. He wouldn't carry all the props with him, but instead hid some away for emergencies, hoping to make a comeback in the future.

The Frost Sword could feel the pressure brought by Fang Shan, and the sword body emitted a cold air, as if questioning why the heavy sword could send voice messages even though it was also a sword.

No one paid any attention to its question. The scene was in turmoil because of the words of the Palace Master of the Undead Palace. It was a pity that no one was foolish enough to directly stand up and provoke trouble. No one wanted to be the first bird to be shot down, otherwise the scene would have been even more lively.

Feeling Chongjian's determination to create chaos in the world, Wei Sushen made up his mind to go back as soon as the sword fight was over.

Because of the topic suddenly raised by the Palace Master of the Undead Palace, the martial arts competition ended much later than expected. All forces were using words to test what the Palace Master of the Undead Palace intended to do next.

It was already evening when he returned to the garden. Fang Shan was quite satisfied with his current condition and saw no signs of turning back into a human for a while.

Wei Sushen: "Change back."

The heavy sword rolled around violently, and the walls and the ground bore a force that they should not have borne, and several cracks appeared.

Wei Sushen said rationally: "I'm hungry."

The heavy sword stopped moving and waited for the next step.

Wei Sushen: "If you don't change back, I'll use you to cut 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 cut vegetables, I will cut the host into pieces."

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Fang Shan seemed to have opened up some new ideas: "I have a copy of the Sunflower Manual. I guarantee that after practicing it, you will become the best in the world."

Wei Sushen suddenly laughed.

Fang Shan was startled by his sudden smile and changed his tone, saying, "It was just a harmless joke." He then looked at the weather outside and said, "The sun is shining, the sky is clear, and the clouds are light. It's time to return."

Ignoring his poor skill in changing the subject, Wei Sushen nodded.

Back to the warm real world, Fang Shan sprawled on the bed like an octopus: "Gender equality is good."

It was completely difficult to do anything in the previous plane.

Wei Sushen quickly adapted to the pace of real life and asked the system whether the specific time and place of the offline activities of the 333 Forum had been announced.

System 333 was just one step away from being a professional otaku. Every day in his room, he spent his time on his computer and reading notebooks. Upon hearing his question, he sighed, "You have no idea how crazy these cult members are. Even with the police cracking down on them so strictly, they're still thinking of committing crimes in defiance of the law."

Wei Sushen tapped the table twice with his knuckles: "The key point."

System 333 spread his hands and said, "The city's inspections are too strict, so they temporarily moved the offline gathering overseas."

Wei Sushen turned around and looked at Fang Shan: "Are you interested in traveling abroad?"

The sunlight hit his profile. Fang Shan admired his beauty, ignored the content of the words, and nodded.

During dinner, Wei Sushen mentioned going out for a trip. Wei Ye, whether intentionally or unintentionally, 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 please help me sign up for another group."

Wei Sushen curled the corners of his mouth, narrowed his eyes, and nodded in agreement.

Three days later, Wei Ye and Jiang Meiling arrived in another country by plane, and the tour guide enthusiastically introduced today's sightseeing route to everyone.

Wei Ye looked at the average age of the people around him, and with a gloomy face, he called Wei Sushen. The person on the other end of the phone explained very carefully... It is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality, and he wanted to save the unnecessary expenses and use them on meaningful things.

There was nothing wrong with him. Even after they hung up the phone, Wei Ye's expression didn't improve much. Jiang Meiling was quite relieved: "I heard that he is collaborating with Pei Yang on a big project recently, so funds are inevitably tight."

Wei Ye did not refute this point. After his eldest son officially joined the company, no matter what difficulties he encountered, he never asked his family for a penny.

After leaving the airport, Wei Ye always felt that something was not right, so he called his subordinate and asked him to find a way to locate Wei Sushen's phone to see where he was.

The assistant was very efficient and delivered the message at an extremely fast speed.

Wei Ye made another call, not knowing what he was trying to confirm. After a moment, Jiang Meiling looked at his stern expression and frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Your beloved son who advocates frugality, signed us up for a senior citizen tour and he has already booked an island for himself."

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