Chapter 34 Zhao Fengyang Has an Invitation
As expected by Song Yan, he beat the first dude Nangong Jun outside the school gate to save Teacher Han Sha. With everyone's publicity, it spread throughout the school in less than half a day. Not only students were talking about it. Even the teachers couldn't help but gossip about it.
Of course, after learning about Nangong Jun's identity, most people thought that Song Yan was about to die, but more people admired his courage.
But the strange thing is that as the two protagonists of the story, it seems that nothing happened. One is in class as usual, and the other is sitting in the classroom and reading as usual.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Yan called up the system interface.
The fame value directly broke through 2000 points, reaching 2356 points.
Finally got to draw again.
When get out of class was over, Song Yan came to a secluded corner of the campus, called up the system interface, and pointed his finger on the big word "Award" on the lottery disc.
The pointer moved rapidly, getting slower and slower, and finally settled on the orange grid.
Then, two large golden characters—Perspective—appeared on the grid.
"Whoosh."
The two big characters melted and turned into golden light that disappeared between Song Yan's eyebrows.
"Um."
Song Yan let out a muffled groan, because he felt that after the golden light sank between his eyebrows, his head was like a needle stick, and the pain was terrible.
"Meow, what's going on?" Song Yan gritted his teeth and asked the system elf.
"Because perspective is a second-grade supernatural power, to implant it in your body, the system not only needs to change your brain domain and the arrangement of mental molecules, but also to transform your eyes, so it is normal to have a little pain."
While Miaowu was talking, Song Yan felt that his eyes started to itch, and it was getting more and more intense, which made him have the urge to dig out two eyeballs.
His head was pierced like a needle, and his eyes were itchy, which made Song Yan sigh with emotion.
Fortunately, he is relatively strong-willed, and he has endured this process in the past.
"Meow, tell me about the function of perspective?" Song Yan asked.
"Perspective is a second-grade supernatural power. The daily activation time is still two hours, but these two hours can be used in different times, but the division cannot exceed ten times. At the same time, the supernatural power is full of penetration, reduction, zoom, camera, slow state, fast state status, etc."
Then Meow Woo introduced in detail how to use several functions and in what ways.
"Go against the sky!"
After listening to Meowu's introduction, Song Yan almost jumped up with excitement.
For example, take the slow state as an example. In a fight, if the opponent moves too fast, you can use the slow state of the perspective magic power, so that the opponent's movement will be several times slower in your eyes.
Another example, such as the camera function, can be used for reading, as long as the perspective magic is turned on, you can put the entire book into your mind in the form of video. How long does it take to read a book?
But after turning on the video recording function, just keep turning the pages, how many books can you record in your mind in one hour?
If you read a book in one minute, you can enter at least sixty books into your mind in an hour.
After a certain period of accumulation, I completely turned my mind into a library.
Back in the classroom, Li Lei stared at Song Yan strangely.
"I have flowers on my face?"
Li Lei shook his head.
"I'm handsome again?"
Li Lei still shook his head and handed him a mirror: "Do you see for yourself?"
Song Yan took a photo, but found that his eyes were scary red.
"Are your eyes okay?" Li Lei asked.
"It's alright, I just entered the sandstorm, I guess I rubbed too hard." Song Yan said casually, he knew that this should be the after-effect of the system's modification of his eyes.
In a twinkling of an eye, it was time for the end of school, but Song Yan was a little distressed. He was too happy to get the supernatural power of perspective, so he forgot to ask Miaowu how much fame he would need for the next lottery.
Because the lottery reputation value has risen to 10,000.
"Damn, there are only 2,000 people in the school. To collect 10,000 qi points, don't you have to do five things that are different in nature and shock the whole school to collect them?"
While cleaning the classroom, the phone rang.
"Hello, Song Yan? I'm Zhao Xiaoyu."
"It turned out to be Sister Xiaoyu, why do you have time to call me, do you miss me who is in the wind in Yushu?" Song Yankou Huahua said, for some reason, he always had the urge to tease Zhao Xiaoyu, probably because he was getting In front of the system, she was bullied by Zhao Xiaoyu, and subconsciously wanted to avenge her by molesting her.
"Bah! You little brat has learned to tease people too!"
"Where am I young, have you seen Sister Xiaoyu?" Song Yan continued to turn on the cheap-mouth mode.
"Song Yan... do you want to die?"
Song Yan faintly heard the sound of grinding his teeth.
"Ha, just kidding, don't be angry, Sister Xiaoyu, you should have something to do with the call, right?" Song Yan immediately changed his tone.
"My brother is back. I want to see you. I'll give you ten minutes to get over here immediately!"
Song Yan just wanted to say that ten minutes was too short, but Zhao Xiaoyu had already hung up the phone. Fortunately, the classroom was almost swept, so he quickly accelerated, locked the classroom door, and went to the martial arts hall.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the teaching building, he saw Zhang Ziran who was waiting there, accompanied by his three attendants.
"Song Yan, I have reserved a table in Fuyue Building to make amends for you." Zhang Ziran stepped forward and said sincerely.
"It's not necessary to apologize, I really didn't take that matter to heart." Song Yan waved his hand.
"That's not possible, you don't care, but I feel sorry for it, and I really want to make friends with you." Zhang Natural's tone became more sincere, Zhang's family also has certain influence in Xiangcheng City, and he has already offended Nangong Jun for the car accident. He's still lying in the intensive care unit, and he hasn't woken up yet.
Hearing this news, he had to sigh that Song Yan's tone was very good. Of course, the fact that he dared to befriend Song Yan has a lot to do with Nangong Jun lying in the hospital.
Seeing Zhang Ziran's sincerity, Song Yan couldn't refuse, so he said, "That's it, I still have something to deal with, why don't I invite you some other day?"
Zhang Naturally thought about it and said, "We will wait for you in Fuyue Building, and come back when you deal with the matter."
"Okay, that's it."
Eight minutes later, Song Yan hurriedly came to the Zhao Family Boxing and Martial Arts Hall.
Zhao Xiaoyu, who was standing at the gate of the martial arts hall, glared at him: "You are still on time, otherwise I will see how I clean up you."
"Hey, what Sister Xiaoyu said is the imperial edict, how dare I violate it." Song Yan said with a smile.
"follow me."
Zhao Xiaoyu turned around and left, Song Yan hurriedly followed.
In the office, the sundries have been removed, and it looks extraordinarily empty. A young man with a refined temperament, a strong body and a handsome face in a white loose training suit is standing there.
"Hello, the patriarch." Song Yan hurriedly greeted him. Yes, this young man is the patriarch of the Zhao Family Boxing and Martial Arts Academy, Zhao Xiaoyu's elder brother Zhao Fengyang.
Zhao Fengyang nodded and smiled: "Xiaoyu told me about the martial arts hall before, thank you."
"You're welcome. Besides, Sister Xiaoyu also taught me the "Nine Stage Breathing Technique" and "Tiger Leaping Steps". It is I who should be thanked." Song Yan said humbly. After he was integrated into the medium physique, his strength increased by at least two times.
"How do you feel? If you have any questions about the "Nine Stage Breathing Technique" and "Tiger Leaping Steps", if you have any, why don't you tell me, and I will help you clear your doubts." Zhao Fengyang said mildly.
"Sister Xiaoyu has taught me very well. I don't have anything I don't understand for the time being. If I have it in the future, I will definitely ask the museum owner for advice." Song Yan said.
"That's good." Zhao Fengyang smiled: "Come on, let's do two tricks."
Hearing this, Song Yan couldn't help feeling overjoyed. He had long thought of fighting against Zhao Fengyang, so he said solemnly, "Master, that kid is offended."
Zhao Fengyang beckoned to him, signaling him to move forward.
Song Yan was not polite, his figure suddenly jumped out, and he came to Zhao Fengyang, his fists went hand in hand, and went straight to the opponent's chest.
Not seeing how much Zhao Fengyang moved, a pair of palm knives had already been raised to his chest and quickly cut towards Song Yan's wrist.
Seeing this, Song Yan's eyes squinted slightly, Zhao Fengyang's strength is really not blown out, let alone the speed of the shot, just the eyesight and the angle of the shot are much better than Zhao Xiaoyu.
The two fists sank and the footwork slid, Song Yan came to Zhao Fengyang's side, turned his fist into an elbow, and flew out.
"boom!"
Zhao Fengyang also raised his elbow in response, and as a result, Zhao Fengyang was shocked to take two steps back.
Seeing this, Zhao Xiaoyu on the side opened his mouth in surprise, and his eldest brother was actually beaten back by Song Yan.
Zhao Fengyang was also very surprised by this result, but a strong interest appeared in his eyes immediately. His figure was like a butterfly wearing a flower, and he leaped towards Song Yan. Yan felt that there were fist shadows in all directions.