The next day, Hua Shang slept until half past nine in the morning and did not wake up. When he woke up, Hua Bao had just finished washing up with Hua Sha and was about to get in the car and go back to Datong City. Huashang was sent to the door of the community, and he was reluctant. Hua Baogang repeatedly told him to be careful in martial arts, not to be secretly injured, and not to work too hard. Hua Shang all agreed. After Hua Sha got into the car, she popped out of the window again: "Brother, keep working hard, I'll wait for you and the puppet to meet again!"

Hua Shang wanted to pull her out and blast the hammer, but Hua Sha had already retracted into the car, and Hua Bao just stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Hua Shang could have gone to the Heavenly Grant War Zone today to participate in the small formation competition. However, yesterday's small formation match was a little too hard, and the whole muscle is still sore, and my mind is blank, unable to continue, and I must recuperate. He looked at the time, there were still a few hours before the meeting time with Sha Chengjing. When he was bored, he called Gubei to see what he was doing.

"Brother Shang, hey, did you sleep as soon as you got home yesterday?" Gubei was very excited when he saw his phone.

"Why are you taking drugs?

"You don't know when you look at it, there is a fight on the Internet. Gube was thrilled.

"What?"

"Yesterday, the puppet Ling made a stunning appearance, especially as soon as the video of my netizen came out, it attracted a large number of fans, and these fans set up Yu Ling Bar and forcibly matched you and the puppet Ling with the overlord Yu Ji cp. As a result, the powder is gone. Henghao Bar and Yu Ling Bar slaughtered the version of the war all night, sweeping the entire Du Niang Tie Bar. Really cool network, Du Niang network has collapsed. Now everyone is running to Weibo to make trouble. Gube gloated with a mouthful of schadenfreude.

"MMP, why! I'm the winner! Nobody built it for me, right?" Hua Shang was furious.

"Brother Shang, do you have a problem with appearance?" asked Gu Bei tentatively.

"Friends!" Hua Shang simply hung up the phone. He turned home, determined to go back to the practice room to practice his internal skills, away from this noisy and impetuous world.

When Huashang was upset by Huaguo's network environment, in the youth team training base of Tianzhu Martial Arts School, another person who was disgraced by the network environment was nervously brushing the comments of major campus forums at the moment. That is Liang Feiji, the puppeteer's master.

Yesterday's puppet ling's first appearance in the small formation arena was originally the opportunity that Liang Feiji had been waiting for. He is twenty years old this year, and he began to awaken at the age of six, and he has been practicing silk tricks under the cultivation of his family. From the age of ten, he began to make puppets himself. At the age of thirteen, when Dou first opened, he dedicated his first love of youth to a puppeteer who was in production. The puppeteer seemed to come alive under his hands.

It can easily accept the aura on him, sense his spiritual field through the aura, and in the moment of lightning, appreciate his strategic intentions, and make countless dream moves that martial artists can't dream of, and even dance while fighting, killing in the dance, ethereal and magical, without a trace of fireworks.

He dreamed that when the puppeteer became stronger, under the red sleeves, there would be no one who would join him, and he would rush into the upper courtyard in one fell swoop. In the vast Tang Arena of the Supreme Courtyard, a dance moves the world.

All of his family property had been smashed into the puppeteer's upgrade, and by the time he finally used the puppeteer's strength to rush into the first-order realm, he was already in debt. Countless clans frantically hinted to him that joining them and signing the final contract would no longer be a problem for upgrading resources. However, he wants to be his master, and he dreams of becoming a master once he rises to power, trampling all the families who covet his bloodline under his feet and becoming a master.

The debt is getting bigger and bigger, and he doesn't care. He had already won a hundred consecutive victories in the heads-up training in the youth training team of the Heavenly Grant Martial Academy, defeating all the first-order peak martial artists. He only needs to dominate the small formation competition, go straight to the silver section, and sweep away all dissatisfaction, and he can sign a short-term contract with the Heavenly Grant Martial School. The Heavenly Martial Arts School provided him with the resources for promotion, and he was responsible for helping the Youth Team of the Heavenly Martial Arts School enter the Supreme Court, and even hit the top eight in the country.

The puppet girl really amazed the audience as expected, but it was not him who was stunning with her! Liang Feiji was about to go crazy.

In the head coach's office of the youth team training base of the Tianzhu Martial Arts School, Tong Xuesong, the head coach of the Tianzhu Martial Arts School, an alumnus of the Heavenly Martial Arts School, and a fifth-order martial artist, stood in front of the office window with a calm face, looking at the large martial arts arena outside the window, silent. Behind him, Qin Zui, the vice captain of the Youth Team of the Heavenly Martial Arts School, pursed his lips and sat firmly on the chair in front of the desk, also silent.

The atmosphere in the office was gloomy, as if it was going to rain at any moment.

"Is this really the decision? It's not good for the team at all. We really need Liang Feiji to fill the single attack method. "Qin Zui Mu has no table. Those who know him well know that this is a sign of his anger.

"He didn't win. Tong Xuesong didn't look back.

"It's not because he's weak, it's because his opponent is surprisingly strong. Qin drunk retorted.

"It's not that the opponent is strong, it's that his weakness is too clear. Tong Xuesong turned his head and looked at Qin Zui coldly, "He cares too much about the puppet more than he cares about his own safety, this battle makes his weaknesses shine." From now on, this weakness of his will be exploited by countless opponents. Che Hongtu saw it. Situ Qing also saw it. Do you think they don't know how to do it?"

"That's what he's most powerful about. His weakness is his strongest point. As long as the puppet is not destroyed, he is invincible. Not in every big array, there will be Hua Shang!" Qin Zui's voice finally raised a little.

"Huashang's sword is powerful, but it is not impossible to copy. As long as you train, many people can do it. One person can't do it, but what about two people? Winning the commander is not a one-man fight, and the puppet is only a big target when he goes to the battlefield. Tong Xuesong did not budge at all.

"Coach, you and I both know that the puppet ling's appearance is equivalent to giving the commander's offense and defense an extra dimension, which gives us an invaluable cāo) as space, and we can refine the function of the puppet ling, even if it is to contain the opponent, to contain more than two opponents has already reflected the value. Qin Zui's face showed a look of longing. As a wise general of God, it is very rare to move colors like this.

"Of course, there is value in containing the players of the two opponents, but the value is not enough for the resources he needs to advance and break through. This resource is enough to train seven or eight second-order racers. Tong Xuesong narrowed his eyes.

"But you can't put seven or eight racers on the field at the same time!" Qin Zui said sharply.

Tong Xuesong closed his eyes. This means that he doesn't want to discuss the issue anymore.

"Someone wants a puppeteer, right?"

Tong Xuesong's eyes opened again, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and exhaustion: "Liang Feiji's only chance is to win that positioning match, but unfortunately he lost." Neither you nor I can do anything for him anymore. The top brass of the school has agreed: abandon him. ”

ps: Ladies and gentlemen, although it shows that the genius is starting to explode, let's ask for a monthly pass today, not ^_^ too much