Shuhang found a place where no one was there and opened the express package.

The small box contained a stack full of Xuanhuang rune paper, each of which was painted with golden-red paint with mystical runes and formation diagrams. In addition, there is a note from the 'Seven Life Fu Mansion Master' to introduce the function of this stack of rune paper.

There are a total of 20 pieces of rune paper.

The top five are 'armor talismans', which, as the name suggests, can activate the energy in the talisman treasure to become a layer of personal defensive armor, which can block the attacks of monks below the third rank.

The method of use is also extremely simple, just press your thumb on the center of the rune paper formation diagram, guide the aura in the talisman with spiritual power, and shout 'armor' lightly, you can summon armor.

Five runes, each of which can only be used once. If used properly, Song Shuhang can be protected five times.

The middle five are 'sword talismans', which are intended to be used for attack, and are used in the same way as the armor talismans.

Once it is unleashed, it can turn into a sword qi attack at the level of a third-grade Houtian War King, and it is no problem to split mountains and open stones. Ordinary second-grade true master-level monks, if they don't have any special defense means on their bodies, they will lose half their lives if they don't die with a sword.

The largest number is ten Evil Breakers.

According to the Seven Life Fu Mansion Master, because the other party is an evil path and ghost cultivator, he can manipulate ghosts and evil things to attack, which is unguardable.

Ghosts are immune to normal physical attacks, and some have special stealth abilities, which can be a headache for monks who are not strong enough.

Ten evil charms can help Shuhang destroy the opponent's ghosts!

Song Shuhang is holding this box of rune treasures, how can the master of the Seven Lives Fu Mansion send charcoal in the snow, this is simply a one-stop service of sending clothes, food, shelter and travel in the snow!

"It was a real bonus. Song Shuhang squeezed the talisman tightly.

With this batch of talisman treasures, he even had the confidence to confront the 'altar master' head-on. Of course, he wouldn't be so stupid as to pinch the rune paper and rush up to fight head-on.

As long as he can solve the altar owner, he can do whatever it takes.

He just wants the result, no matter how it goes - as long as he can kill the other person!

Carefully put away the Fu Bao, everything is ready, only the east wind is owed......

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7:30 a.m.

The sports meeting in Jiangnan University Town was officially opened.

Before the opening, it was customary to give a speech from the head of the school - a leader's speech is a magical thing, no matter how advanced the technology is, it is always the same.

It usually starts with "Next, I will talk about two short sentences", during which there are countless "short two sentences", which tortures the students to death, and finally kicks off the prelude to the sports meeting.

At 8:40, the men's 5,000-meter race began.

Song Shuhang came to the runway position surrounded by three roommates and seven or eight boys with a good relationship.

The roommates and classmates had silver smiles on their faces, they were not cheering for Song Shuhang at all, but to see how Shuhang was tired like a dog on the five-meter runway, and it was best to run until his legs were soft and vomited, so that he could see it.

The 5,000-kilometer race is a tough race.

One lap of the track is 400 meters, and a total of 12 and a half laps are required.

It is a completely thankless event, without the passion of the 100-meter run, and without the joy of cooperation in the mixed relay run. The distance is long, the pace is slow, and there are fewer onlookers, and there are fewer girls watching the game.

There are no girls watching, and the male classmates in the competition lack motivation.

The other players chose a good position and stood up, and Song Shuhang yawned and stood in his own position.

"Shuhang, come on!" At this time, a crisp voice came: "Strive to run the first place and come back!"

The sweet voice is particularly pleasant.

Song Shuhang looked up and found that the girl who liked to get around him recently was waving hard at him, with a youthful smile on her face.

There were four other girls around her, and it looked like they had just watched other sports and happened to be passing by.

It should be called Lu Fei, right?

Song Shuhang laughed and gave her a thumbs up.

The roommate and a few male classmates immediately took the opportunity to coax.

Tu Bo and Gao Moumou spoke in unison, pinched their throats, and learned Lu Fei's tone: "Shuhang, come on!"

"Fight for the first place and come back!" the others on the side also screamed with their throats pinched.

Song Shuhang turned around and compared his two middle fingers: "Why don't you die!"

At this time, a dark and sturdy classmate beside Song Shuhang sneered at him: "Hehe, first place? Little white face, do you think the 5,000-meter run is won by face?"

As he spoke, he swung his muscular legs - these are thighs that can only be trained by long-term exercise and running, and this little white face with thin arms and thin legs on the side, let alone five thousand meters, can run a thousand meters is enough to choke.

"Little white face, do you want to talk about me?" Song Shuhang asked, he touched his face, because of the effect of quenching body fluid, his skin did become a little white and tender.

It turns out that this handsome man is really going to cause trouble?

Shuhang nodded secretly, and asked casually, "Are you envious of my skin?"

“…… I envy your chrysanthemum?I'll envy your little white face?!" The black boy felt that the blue tendons on his forehead were faintly swollen because of the instant congestion.

"Haha, don't worry about this classmate, this black guy is jealous that you have a sister to cheer for you. By the way, were you also forced by the class to come to the competition?" The classmate on the other side of Shuhang, who had a slightly chubby face and looked like a long-term homestay, smiled and asked, "My name is Yang Shangfa, from the Department of Computer Science." ”

"Sort of, because no one is participating in the 5,000 meters, and I happen to be on leave, so the 5,000 meters men's run falls on my head. My name is Song Shuhang. Shuhang replied with a smile.

"It's the same end of the world. Yang Shang burst into tears.

While speaking, the teacher in charge of the starting pistol said in a deep voice: "All in place, ready~"

All runners take a starting position.

"Damn little white face, I want you to see what a 5,000-meter race is, and I'm going to throw you at least one street in this race!" said the black classmate through gritted teeth.

"Throw me a street, a street is at least 800 meters long, that is, more than two circles?" Song Shuhang thought about it, and persuaded very considerately: "Well, it's impossible, you give up." ”

"Huh!" the slightly chubby Yang Shangfa couldn't help laughing.

"......" The black-haired classmate almost gritted his teeth.

'Bang!'

The command gun sounded.

The black classmate's body jumped and ran forward at a speed of 100 meters. His endurance is very good, and his long-distance running level is far beyond the level of ordinary college students! In this kind of intramural sports competition, his endurance is enough for him to run at a speed of 100 meters to open up a desperate distance with other competitors, and then maintain this distance all the way to the finish line!

"Hmph, shake the spirit, little white face. It's just a kind word to dump you on the street, if I really show my strength, at least throw a little white face like you more than four times!" said the black classmate proudly.

In the 5,000-meter run, everyone needs to keep the rhythm, and no one is going to run at the speed of the 100-meter run at the beginning. Therefore, Heihuhu's classmates quickly distanced themselves from ordinary players.

"How's that, little white face. Desperate!" The black classmate confidently turned his head and glanced at it, wanting to see where the little white face had been thrown - that guy was white and tender, probably hanging at the end of the line and eating ashes, right?

However, when he turned his head, he found that the little white face was a meter behind him, following him closely, not leaving an inch!

This little white face actually sprinted after him?

"Huh, are you a fool? You were right behind me at the beginning of the sprint. With your physical strength, you'll be exhausted after one lap. The black classmate gritted his teeth and said.

"Sprint?" Song Shuhang was stunned for a moment, and then smiled gently: "No, I'm just running at a very ordinary speed, you don't have to worry about me." You look like a sturdy person, but I didn't expect you to care about people. ”

I care about your uncle! The black classmate was furious.

"Dead duck has a hard mouth, see how long you can hold on! I hope you don't fall to the ground after running a lap!"

This little white face is definitely a pure layman in a long-distance race - but even so, he will never allow the other party to overtake him. So, get rid of him and shake off this little white face far away!

The black classmates began to sprint again.

After running nearly 100 meters in one go, he felt that he was almost within the range of his expected stamina, and it was time to slow down his pace a little.

Such a long distance must have completely thrown off that layman's little white face, right?

Thinking about it, he turned his head and looked.

This time, his eyes were dazzling - according to the script, he should have thrown away the gray little white face, but he still followed him a meter behind, still not leaving an inch.

It feels like a trick to die according to the script, but you die several times and you don't die!

"How is it possible, am I hallucinating?" muttered the black classmate.