Chapter 648: Talent Competition

Huang Jiao Gong Gongzhi went to select the site and build the academy, so that Deng Baichuan took the two different, troubled two people to continue to deal with Murong's secret forces. Those who are willing to transition will do serious business. If they fail to teach again and again, they will be asked to re-enter their lives.
Huang Ze and Ling Yuhan went to Leigu Mountain. Wuyazi was Wang Yuyan's grandfather. Ling Yuhan was very grateful to him. Huang couldn't help but see him.
"Huh, you are Murong Fu of Gusu Murong's family? It looks good, I don't know how to martial art, how to learn?" Wu Yazi's momentum is pressing toward Huang, as if the next moment is a thunder blow, "You think you deserve it. Our family language Yan? "Xiaoyao Yufeng, Wu Yazi's body immobile, there is an invisible air wall shot towards the yellow.
Huang thought impatiently, why are there such kind of smart elders, you give me off the horse, do not investigate my strength? He waved his sleeves and smiled: "Senior Wuyazi, don't be angry. We are happy with each other, and I think it's still good." He said, his internal force was already pressing against Wuyazi. The air wall under Wuyazi's seventy years of skill was easily broken by Huang. The magical thing is that Wuyazi was not injured, his internal force disintegrated directly, his mind dissipated, and I was only slightly fatigued.
This effort to disintegrate the other party's internal strength showed Huang Jingchun's internal strength cultivation. He built a high house and controlled everything in order to break Wuyazi's skill, but he was not injured. This kind of "moist and quiet" offensive showed that Huang had no control over the cliff.
At the next moment, the strong wind from the yellow sleeves blocked his breath and did not return to normal until after three breaths. Wu Yazi's face changed, and Huang's eyes were extremely cautious.
Huang Gong respectfully said: "I heard that the seniors are strangers of the world. There are all kinds of arts such as qinqi, calligraphy, painting, medical architecture, and planting opera. The younger people also dabbled a little. I hope to present a song.
Huang took out a bamboo flute, and Wu Yazi showed an interesting look. Ling Yuhan couldn't bear to look directly at him: "This is a musical instrument from the Huang family, he is going to play big." Huang's playing skills were learned from Huang Yakushi, and later became blue Better than blue, he has strong intelligence and is more distracted. This art has been exhibited to the peak.
Huang Lianlian played, Wu Yazi was amazed, but felt strange: "These famous songs cannot be silently unknown. Why have I never heard of them?" Huang held bamboo flute and felt a sense of independence in the world: "These songs have never been Born, it was written by the incompetent. "
Huang said no guilt for saying this, because the song just made was really done by himself. In the open matrix of the carving world, Huang's own spiritual strength is also extremely strong, and he has plenty of time to study art. He may not be the best in music, but it is still easy to become first-class with wisdom and time.
After Huang may play "Swordsman" or famous music of later generations, and communicate with Wuyazi, but he will not regard these things as his own. It is no longer necessary. He is no longer in that weak state. He wants to copy things to quickly increase his reputation. He is at the pinnacle of the low-magic world, and he can use all means to accomplish everything
Wu Yazi regarded Huang as his own. Wu Yazi nodded and said to Ling Yu: "It's quite passable."
Ling Yuhan rolled his eyes and grunted: "Grandpa, do you treat him like this? I already knew that I won't come to treat you."
Wu Yazi smiled and said, "You are not mad at me, your grandfather is happy, you went to Tianshan, and your ancestor came to me for a few days." Huang looked at Wu Yazi and secretly admired, so old, There are still people who are worried.
Wu Yazi and Huang looked at each other correctly. The two sat and talked for a month, talking about various arts, and constantly competing. Wu Yazi is easy-going, but he doesn't like Huang Qian's modesty to let him. As a result, he will die, and the two talents will compete, and Huang will win. This kind of medical architecture, Huang casually said, let Wu Yazi open his eyes to sigh. And Wu Yazi's most proud "Zhenlong Chess Board" in his life did not disturb Huang. Huang played chess with him for three days and used nine methods to break him. In the end, Wuyazi confessed his defeat and sighed, "There is a genius like you!"
The brain intelligence of the yellow man is dozens of times that of ordinary people, and the level of intelligent computing power can construct a virtual world. The two are also perfectly combined. Going with him, is it not to die for yourself?
Huang Youzhong sighed: "I am not a genius, I am just a man, but I have a great chance and spent a lot of time ..." He knows himself very well, although he has won a lot in front of this generation of strange people Victory, but he knew that he was superimposed because of countless crossing experiences, which was the achievement he
brushed
. He didn't dare to be the name of "genius", it all came from his efforts to "brush" the fantasy world.
After listening, Ling Yuhan was touched and took a deep look at Huang.
Wu Yazi and Huang looked at each other correctly. The two sat and talked for a month, talking about various arts, and constantly competing. Wu Yazi is easy-going, but he doesn't like Huang Qian's modesty to let him. As a result, he will die, and the two talents will compete, and Huang will win. This kind of medical architecture, Huang casually said, let Wu Yazi open his eyes to sigh the world like ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and Wu Yazi's most proud "Zhenlong chess game" in his life, did not live up to Huang, Huang He played chess with him for three days and used nine methods to break him. In the end, Wuyazi confessed his defeat and sighed, "There is a genius like you!"
The brain intelligence of the yellow man is dozens of times that of ordinary people, and the level of intelligent computing power can construct a virtual world. The two are also perfectly combined. Going with him, is it not to die for yourself?
Huang Youzhong sighed: "I am not a genius, I am just a man, but I have a great chance and spent a lot of time ..." He knows himself very well, although he has won a lot in this generation Victory, but he knew that he was superimposed because of countless crossing experiences, which was the achievement he
brushed
. He didn't dare to be the name of "genius", it all came from his efforts to "brush" the fantasy world.
After listening, Ling Yuhan was touched and took a deep look at Huang.
Wu Yazi and Huang looked at each other correctly. The two sat and talked for a month, talking about various arts, and constantly competing. Wu Yazi is easy-going, but he doesn't like Huang Qian's modesty to let him. As a result, he is dead. This kind of medical architecture, Huang casually said, let Wu Yazi open his eyes to sigh. And Wu Yazi's most proud "Zhenlong Chess Board" in his life did not disturb Huang. Huang played chess with him for three days and used nine methods to break him. In the end, Wuyazi confessed his defeat and sighed, "There is a genius like you!"