Relying on the system to become a fantasy boss

"squeak--"

The huge pincer worm roared, but its body was strangely unable to move forward, so it could only wave its big pincers, trying to rush to Zhao Yang.

A gleam of coldness appeared in Zhao Yang's eyes, and when the magnetism on his body was detected, the blades of the two long swords lightened slightly.

"Om-"

The pincer worm's eyes widened, its body trembled violently, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

"The Power of Mysterious Magnetic 1580"

"Aura 28700"

"Lingshi 160"

"Swordsmanship 180"

Zhao Yang waved his hand, and a gust of wind swept by, and the pincers turned into a puff of light gray smoke and dissipated, leaving only some bright objects on the ground.

The basaltic spar can be refined and turned into basaltic power.It can be refined into weapons, so that the weapons have the power of mysterious magnetism.

Black Magnetic Refined Iron The fine iron ore that has been infected by the power of black magnet for a long time contains the power of black magnetism and can be used to refine magic weapons.

Putting away all kinds of treasures on the ground, Zhao Yang stretched out his swords and rushed towards the monsters in front.

An hour later, he exited Wanci Space.

At this time, his basaltic power and kendo have greatly improved, and he has also harvested a lot of basalt crystals and other treasures.

The power of mysterious magnetism obtained in this ten thousand magnetic space can directly become his cultivation base, saving him a lot of effort.

And those basaltic crystals can also be refined directly.

Holding a black magnetic spar in his hand, Zhao Yang showed a faint smile on his face.

This spar is nothing to him.

But for the disciples of Frost Snow Sword Academy, it is a priceless treasure.

The mysterious magnetic force in this spar is balanced, and the magnetic force is directly introduced into the body, so there is no need to worry about the magnetic force backlash, and there is no need to care about the imbalance of yin and yang forces.

Moreover, there is another advantage, with this basaltic magnetic spar, those disciples can completely refine a spar in their bodies, and then they can leave the Magnetic Mountain for hundreds of miles without worrying about their own magnetic power dissipating.

The biggest problem that binds the disciples of the Sword Academy can be solved with a spar!
"Master, Master Zhuge and the others have been waiting outside the courtyard for a long time."

Mochi's voice sounded outside the door.

With a smile on Zhao Yang's face, he pushed open the door, and Mochi bowed and said, "Master, an hour ago, Principal Zhuge was already waiting outside the courtyard."

Zhao Yang strode out of the courtyard and saw Zhuge Rui leading Zhuge Jun and Zhuge Hong waiting outside the door.

Zhuge Rui had an anxious look on his face, while Zhuge Hong's face was calm, but there was also a trace of eagerness.And Zhuge Jun spun around with an anxious look on his face.

"Junior Brother!" Seeing Zhao Yang approaching, Zhuge Rui rushed to meet him.

"Master Vice-Principal, please help little Zhuge, don't worry, I will listen to you in everything from now on!" Zhuge Jun rushed to Zhao Yang and shouted eagerly.

Zhao Yang turned his head to look at Zhuge Hong.

Zhuge Hong took a deep breath, raised his hands, bowed to Zhao Yang and said, "Disciple Zhuge Hong pays his respects to Mr."

What Zhuge Hong did to Zhao Yang was discipleship.

The inheritance in the Sword Academy is orderly, and the relationship between the master and the disciple is sometimes more important than the relationship between the father and the son.

The master is the teacher, and Zhuge Hong worshiped Zhao Yang, not only Zhao Yang, but also his achievements in the way of Xuanci.

"Come with me." Zhao Yang nodded, turned around and left.

Zhuge Hong hurriedly followed.

Just as Zhuge Jun wanted to follow, Zhuge Rui stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Don't disturb them." Zhuge Rui whispered.

Zhuge Jun rubbed his hands together, nodded and said, "Then I'll go find some monsters, little Zhuge definitely needs to replenish his energy and blood."

If Zhao Yang wanted to help Zhuge Hong rebuild the way of Xuanci, he would have to exhaust all of his energy and blood, and then he would need to replenish a lot of energy and blood.

Zhuge Rui waved his hand and told Zhuge Jun to go first, while he himself stood outside the courtyard and did not leave.

"Sit." Coming to the small courtyard, Zhao Yang pointed to the stool in front of the stone table.

When Zhuge Hong sat down, Zhao Yang looked at him and said, "You are so talented, why are you so obsessed with the way of Xuanci?"

"My Shuangxue Sword Academy has been honored for 10 years, and the Xuanci Avenue was famous in those days, Zhuge Hong dare not forget it." Zhuge Hong cupped his hands and said in a deep voice.

"Not for yourself?" Zhao Yang said lightly.

"The Dao is ahead, will the master back down?" Zhuge Hong stared at Zhao Yang and said solemnly.

A smile appeared on Zhao Yang's face.

This is a worthwhile investment.

He stretched out his hand and pressed Zhuge Hong's shoulder, and a faint force of mysterious magnetic force poured into his body.

The magnetic force circulated in Zhuge Hong's body, which made him tremble and let out a soft snort.

"Sir, basaltic infusion is useless, but it only slightly delays the pain of dissipating qi and blood. I can bear it." Zhuge Hong said in a low voice.

Zhao Yang shook his head, a flash of inspiration flashed in his other hand, and a black magnetic spar appeared in his palm.

"Crack!" Zhao Yang spat out the power of his palm, crushing the magnetite spar, and a wave of magnetism instantly permeated the air.

Zhao Yang pushed with his hand, and the mysterious magnetic force was pressed against Zhuge Hong's chest.

"This--"

Zhuge Hong watched in horror as all the mysterious magnetic power poured into his body, and then was carried by Zhao Yang's mysterious magnetic power to circulate continuously in his body.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Do you want me to teach you?" Zhao Yang yelled lightly, and Zhuge Hong quickly gathered his mind, closed his eyes, and fully utilized the power of the mysterious magnetism on his body.

Zhao Yang withdrew his palm and stood aside, watching Zhuge Hong adjust his breath with all his strength.

After a cup of tea, Zhuge Hong opened his eyes with excitement on his face.

Zhao Yang didn't wait for him to speak, and threw another basaltic spar over.

Zhuge Hong reached out and grabbed the spar, and looked at Zhao Yang in disbelief: "Sir, this spar is precious..."

"You want to tell me?" Zhao Yang said coldly.

A touch of emotion flashed in Zhuge Hong's eyes, he nodded, pressed the spar between his palms, and quickly refined it.

Because the previous spar was crushed and Zhao Yang poured it into his body again, most of the mysterious magnetic power dissipated.

This one, Zhuge Hong slowly refined it, he was reluctant to waste even a little bit of mysterious magnetic power, and melted all the mysterious magnetic power into his body.

After half an hour, Zhuge Hong's body rose with a vigorous force, and a faint mysterious magnetic force turned into a light curtain, wrapping him like a cocoon.

This is the same as when Zhao Yang's mysterious power was first formed, and it is a sign of the balance of yin and yang in the mysterious power.

In the Frost Snow Sword Academy, this is a symbol of the great power of Xuan Magnetic.

As soon as Zhuge Hong opened his eyes, Zhao Yang threw two basaltic crystals over.

Until these two were also refined, the mysterious magnetic power on Zhuge Hong's body became stable, and a faint gray spiritual light shrouded his body.

If someone confronts him, without breaking the mask, he will not be able to harm him in the slightest.

"Thank you Mr. Zhuge Hong for your kindness in recreating!" Zhuge Hong bowed to Zhao Yang and said sincerely.

"I want to reappear the glory of Shuangxue Sword Academy, are you willing to help me?" Zhao Yang calmly accepted Zhuge Hong's gift, and said lightly.

"This is Zhuge Hong's duty, and I am willing to be driven by my husband, even if I die!" Zhuge Hong bowed to the ground again when he heard Zhao Yang's words.

Zhao Yang had a smile on his face at this time, helped Zhuge Hong up, and laughed: "Since I received a gift from you, I should have this meeting gift."

As he spoke, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and a long gray sword appeared in his palm.

A top-grade magic weapon long sword impregnated with the power of black magnetism.

"Thank you for the reward!" Zhuge Hong didn't refuse, holding the long sword in both hands, and said loudly.

"Go and meet the headmaster, he is also in a hurry." Zhao Yang smiled and waved his hands.

Zhuge Hong bowed, turned and walked out of the courtyard.

After a while, Zhuge Rui's hearty long laughter sounded outside the small courtyard.