Volume 1 The Legend of Yigao Chapter 29 The Li Family of Longxi

Looking at the wound that had almost healed, Li Wei deduced the time in his heart, and then didn't ask any more questions, and took the person away.

The police came, and Guo Baitian's attention gradually shifted from killing people on the highway to his own task.

How can I collect 50,000 soul energy?

No, I'm going to die, I collected a few thousand points of energy last time I could watch tens of thousands of people, which is too slow and too energy-consuming. He didn't have such a good publicity opportunity as the pledge meeting.

What's more, this time the system is in charge of the black pupil, and will not call the system's brain resources to help him. Of course, he didn't know this himself.

"How can you become famous quickly?"

After he threw the question, the four brothers gave him different answers.

"Be a star. Zhang Xiao said, then looked Guo Baitian up and down, and finally shook his head, "I don't have this temperament." ”

"Be an influencer. Du Sanshui replied, taking a closer look at Guo Baitian's face, although he was handsome, he was not the kind of little white face that girls like now, so he had to shake his head helplessly.

"Play games, be pros. If it's amazing, there are countless fans. Cao Dahai is very good at playing CF, and even has a lot of his fans on the Internet, so he suggested. Guo Baitian thought about the level at which he could only pick up the pan and eat chicken, and then recalled that he had been playing for three years and was still the golden goalkeeper, shook his head decisively, and looked at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo was stunned for a moment, and threw a punch into the air, bringing a burst of wind-breaking sound.

"Be a hero. He said succinctly.

Guo Baitian thought about it for a while, it seems that this suggestion is more reliable, and he has already done it twice for heroes to save the United States. And his martial arts are not weak now, so it is not a problem to deal with some gangsters. But when I think of the heroes who have been beaten badly in Marvel movies, Iron Man and Team America are all characters who walk on the tip of the knife, forget it, that script is not suitable for me, and now I am two pounds, and it is estimated that one bullet will be gone.

It is impossible for a hero to be a hero, and it is impossible to be a hero in this life.

Otherwise, go write a novel, write the heroine to death, the male protagonist is very miserable, it is estimated that many people will send themselves blades, then the soul energy will not be wave after wave?

Think about it or forget it, a rookie author like him dares to write like this, and he will definitely rush to the street to death, not everyone writes the reader's favorite heroine to death like Jiangnan, and there are many people chasing him, and ordinary people can't do it.

Guo Baitian found that although he was no longer an ordinary person, he still couldn't make extraordinary achievements and gain a lot of soul energy.

Even if you have the strength to fight small monsters, you can't become Ultraman if no one packages you for you, but you will be eliminated as another big monster, this is Guo Baitian's current situation.

Guo Baitian opened his shaking hand and looked at the small video he uploaded. He saw Zhang Xiao brushing this two days ago, and he had a whim to record a small video of splitting bricks with his bare hands, wanting to see if it could become popular. It's not bad, there are hundreds of people commenting, but as soon as he looks at the content of the comment, he suddenly feels his lungs explode.

"What age, still playing this. ”

"It's fake at first glance, right, so easy to split?"

"It's definitely fake. ”

The comments of netizens completely shattered Guo Baitian's plan to become famous with shaking hands, Nima now posts real videos and no one has watched them, but those exaggerated real fake videos can become popular, which is really speechless.

After watching his own small video, he has completely sunk, and there is no sign of fire at all, and the innocuous comments of the people who eat melons only contribute very little soul energy, and such a small video can no longer set off waves in their hearts.

Although it has little effect, Guo Baitian is also unremittingly posting his own small videos of performing arts, and he can have a hundred and ten emotional points every day, which is better than nothing.

Just when he was very melancholy, a piece of news brought by Yang Guo made him see the hope of completing his task.

A gilded invitation with the words "Huaxia Fighting Competition" was signed by the General Administration of Chinese Sports, the Ministry of Education of China, and the General Administration of Talent Cultivation of Chinese Talents.

This strange invitation made Guo Baitian feel very ridiculous, he remembered the world's first martial arts club in Dragon Ball, and it felt a little unreal. Both the General Administration of Sports and the Education Bureau can understand what kind of institution the General Administration of Talent Cultivation is and when it came out.

When I opened the invitation, I was greeted by a red-headed document, to the effect that the General Administration of Chinese Talent Cultivation had decided after research that in order to cultivate the national martial spirit and revive the people's will to fight, it would hold a fighting competition nationwide, and jointly with the Ministry of Education and the General Administration of Sports to launch a nationwide fighting competition in various martial arts halls, martial arts families, martial arts schools and some ordinary schools.

The tournament is a promotion system, and each level has different rewards, which are divided into four levels of DEFG, and grades A-C are not open to the public.

Ordinary colleges and universities start with G-level, martial arts halls and martial arts schools start with F-level, and Shijia starts with E-level. This grading system made Guo Baitian feel very strange, isn't this the current strength level that is common on the earth? What's wrong with this world?

"Lao Yang, how can you have this thing?"

Guo Baitian asked, he was very strange, according to the level of this competition, it is definitely not the kind of competition that is open to the public, nor is it the kind of competition organized by WBC with wide public influence, it is more like a secret selection of new recruits by a mysterious organization.

"The family sent someone to send it, will you go? If you win the game, you may become famous. Yang Guo maintained the usual Gujing Bubo look, as if he was holding a gilded invitation card and saying that this was twenty yuan sent from home.

"I'm not going. Guo Baitian flatly refused, "Old Yang, this is your chance." You can see you're eager to go. ”

Yang Guo was stunned for a moment, staring at Guo Baitian suspiciously, "Where did you see that I want to go." ”

"I said you, you've been getting along day and night for several years, and when you pout your ass, I know what you're going to fart, and you put away your pretending to be deep in front of me. Guo Baitian rolled his eyes and said mockingly.

"I'm actually from a certain family, but..."

"Stop, you can't say it, and I can't listen to it, so there's no need to tell me. Guo Baitian's heart suddenly burst out, and there was a trace of sourness in his heart. "You're leaving, aren't you? for this competition. You know I'm not going, so just looking for a chance to tell me?"

Yang Guo carefully closed the invitation and put it in his arms. "Don't you really want to hear my story?"

"If you don't listen to it, it must be a very bloody story, and after listening to it, you will want to help you take revenge, and then be killed by the powerful villains in the story one by one. Guo Baitian's head shook into a rattle.

Yang Guo's eyes turned red, and he punched Guo Baitian on the arm a few times, heavy and ruthless, if it weren't for Guo Baitian's martial arts now, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to stand these few blows. It hurt, but Guo Baitian couldn't help it, stared at Yang Guo very seriously, and the two of them looked at each other.

Guo Baitian said word by word, "You are my brother, no matter who bullied you, I will help you get it back." ”

"I don't need you to make a move, I'll beat them all over the ground myself. Yang Guo avoided Guo Baitian's gaze, looked down at the ground, and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly, but his voice was a little dull.

"I'm leaving. ”

Yang Guo paused for a while, as if he had regained his happy mood, and it was really as if he was going to participate in a long-awaited competition, and he felt a little excited.

"Okay, contact me at any time if you have something, remember to invite me to dinner when you get rich, don't forget about your wealth. Guo Baitian said with a smile.

Yang Guo waved his hand, didn't take anything, and went out directly.

As soon as Yang Guo went out, several brothers came out of the bedroom and sighed, "Old Yang just left?"

"I didn't take anything. ”

"Why don't you take the books back?"

The brothers were talking nonsense, but Guo Baitian's originally smiling face was gloomy and about to drip at the moment. Yang Guo definitely didn't do it voluntarily, but was forced to participate in that competition.

There was a very powerful aura outside the door of Fang Cai's room, which was definitely above the C level, so that Guo Baitian didn't dare to talk nonsense at all. When Yang Guo was about to tell the story, there was an expression on his face that you must not listen, so the two of them cooperated to finish the scene. In this, the story seems to be very profound.

Out of the room, Yang Guo walked in front quickly, and an old man in a Mao suit with a cane followed behind him.

Although he was on crutches, the old man's steps were vigorous and powerful, and he did not show any difficulty following Yang Guo, who was deliberately walking fast, and there was a bit of leisurely strolling.

"Seventh Prince, why do you have to go so fast. The old slave has promised not to make a move on a few of your classmates, otherwise you won't be able to save their lives no matter how fast you go. ”

Yang Guo stopped suddenly, stared at the family housekeeper who looked old but was actually terrifying, and then said, "You dare to make a move on them, I am afraid that you will die." ”

"Hahahaha. The old butler didn't have a trace of the old man's indifference, and smiled very heroically, "I haven't seen it for many years, but the seventh prince has such a heroic spirit, it seems that the family is hopeful." Childe is really angry, and his inner breath is condensed, I am afraid that he will be able to surpass the old man in a few years, and he will have to rely on Childe to take care of him at that time. ”

The old housekeeper smiled and complimented, and told Yang Guo that the true qigong method of unknown origin on your body will force you to hand it over sooner or later, even if you are a cow in the future, you are now a character who is at my disposal, so you still listen to me obediently, otherwise you will feel better.

"That's nature, let's go quickly, if it's too late to go back, the head of the family should be in a hurry." ”

The anger on Yang Guo's face flashed, as if he didn't hear the meaning of the housekeeper's words, and pretended to be very proud after being complimented.

The old housekeeper has been a human spirit for many years, how could he not see the change in Yang Guo's expression, but Yang Guo already knew that the head of the family was paying attention to him, and now he couldn't explain what he was doing. snorted angrily in his heart, after the family selection, see how the old man cleans you up, a wild seed from the concubine, if it is not a coincidence, how can there be a chance to get the family selection.

You must be asked to spit out all the exercises you have practiced, and when the time comes, you will be able to dedicate it to the eldest prince, and you will definitely be able to take care of him, and your descendants will be able to continue to be rich.

The two of them were walking in the neighborhood with their own ghosts, and suddenly they were stopped by a young man with a big guitar on his back.