Konoha's Super God Hinata

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Liang Qiuxu sat up suddenly and found that he was in an unfamiliar space.

Three mottled walls and one empty bookshelf.

There are no doors or windows.

There are antique dark red tables and chairs in the middle, and a glazed lamp.

The lights were dim.

Liang Qiuxu sat on the ground and did not get up in a hurry. He frowned and rubbed the sun that hurt like needles.

Memories came back and the scenes gradually became clear. Liang Qiuxu made a simple summary:

An exotic animal hunting event held once every half term.

Surrounded by a large number of strange beasts.

Escape, jump into a deep pool, and lose consciousness.

Regaining consciousness, strange place.

What is this place

why here

Liang Qiuxu had many questions in his mind for a moment, and he stood up with his hands supported.

The frosted rock floor is not cold to the touch, but feels warm and moist like jade.

Liang Qiuxu was accustomed to taking a defensive posture, with his left hand in front of him and his right hand pulling out the dagger tied to his thigh.

stunned.

The dagger is still there

Liang Qiuxu held a dagger and groped around the room for half an hour.

The room was airtight, with no doors or windows, or even vents. However, after being active for so long, there was no feeling of stuffiness at all.

The dagger is an entry-level alloy short weapon produced by the Gongyang family and is worth more than ten thousand star coins. However, even if you try your best, you can't scrape a little bit of white ash on the wall, and you can't get a trace of sawdust on the wood.

All kinds of unreasonable.

There are three hardcover books on the big bookshelf.

For some reason, Liang Qiuxu felt an inexplicable desire in his heart and couldn't help but pick up the first volume.

The Legend of the Condor Heroes by Jin Yong

Books I’ve never seen, authors I’ve never heard of

Since he couldn't get out, after the initial panic, anxiety, and fear, Liang Qiuxu had calmed down, and even had a calmness that said, "I'll take care of myself now that I've come."

Idle is idle.

With this in mind, Liang Qiuxu took the book, sat on the chair, and opened the first chapter of "Snowstorm", and then he was completely addicted to it and couldn't extricate himself.

Strangely enough, the dim light falling on the paper was as bright and soft as fluorescence, and the words were clear.

It wasn't until he turned to the last page that Liang Qiuxu realized that as time passed and he was in an unknown situation, he was completely immersed in the novel. Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Huang Yaoshi, Yang Kang, Mu Nianci, the Seven Monsters of Jiangnan, and the Black Wind Shuangsha are all vivid characters on the page.

Especially the quirky Huang Rong left an indelible impression on Liang Qiuxu.

As for the Nine True Scriptures

Liang Qiuxu wondered, is there really such a martial arts?

It’s not that the power of the Nine Scriptures is so great. In the reality of Liang Qiuxu’s life, some people cut off the river with a knife, and some people kicked the mountains apart with a kick.

In terms of power, the Nine True Scriptures are really not worth mentioning.

What Liang Qiuxu paid attention to was the "Tao" mentioned in the scriptures.

In reality, warriors only focus on moves and the efficiency of their techniques, and few people study the illusory "Tao". In the eyes of most people, speed, strength, skill and the power of the combination of the three are fundamental.

As for "Tao"

Can it be eaten?

Tasty

At this time, regardless of his situation, he quickly took down the remaining two volumes and read them eagerly.

Liang Qiuxu never thought that he would enjoy reading so much.

It can be seen from this that it's not that I don't, it's just that I haven't fallen in love yet.

People are like this, and so are books.

Liang Qiuxu read three volumes of more than 100 million words in one breath, closed his eyes, rubbed the pages, and savored the wonderful things in the book.

Suddenly, Liang Qiuxu's heart surged, he jumped up, and began to punch in a precise manner.

A fierce tiger punch came down, and there was actually a refreshing feeling.

Liang Qiuxu clenched his fist.

Something wrong

With his reading speed and the precision of his reading, a day and a night might have passed. As the saying goes, "The poor in literature and the rich in martial arts" mean that people who study martial arts not only eat more, but also eat well. The consumption of food alone is no longer affordable for ordinary people, let alone various precious medicinal materials.

Without eating or drinking for twenty-four hours, Liang Qiuxu must have been so hungry that his limbs were weak and his belly was as loud as a drum.

However, not only was he not hungry now, he still had enough energy to punch vigorously.

Something is really wrong.

Suddenly, the dim light turned on for three minutes, and eggs with slender limbs slowly crawled out of the lampshade.

There is BGM here, the kind of horror movie that adds to the atmosphere.

However, as it crawled, the egg froze and stopped moving.

After a while, he raised his "head", revealing his facial features like a stick figure.

"Brother, this kind-faced little brother, come here, come here, come closer to discuss something, can you give me a hand? I'm stuck."

Liang Qiuxu:

"Don't look at me like that. I'm not suspicious at all, and I definitely didn't appear in this way to scare you."

Isn't it suspicious enough that an egg can speak human language?

Also, even if you are not stuck, you will definitely not be able to scare anyone. Now that you are stuck, it just adds a bit of comedy effect.

Liang Qiuxu pinched the egg's little hand with his thumb and forefinger, and pulled it gently.

啵

The crisp sound of pulling out the cork makes me feel inexplicably comfortable. .

The egg is standing on the table, which should be called "sitting" considering it has legs. He patted the round eggshell and muttered: "Have you gained some weight recently? Do you want to lose weight?"

With that said, Egg stood up and looked Liang Qiuxu up and down.

"The hosts of this class seem to be of good quality, but I don't know how long they can last. I'm just a part-time worker, so why bother so much. Ahem."

The egg put his hands behind his back and said: "You must have a lot of questions now. Don't worry, I will answer them one by one. It's my responsibility. So let's start with the egg in front of you, the system elf.

Look at this silky eggshell, rounded lines, and perfect arcs, it’s perfect. Please call me perfect egg, or finished egg for short. "

Finished

puff

Liang Qiuxu couldn't hold it back.

"What are you laughing at?"

Wan Gan tilted his head, showing doubts.

"Nothing, you said you are a system wizard, what kind of system?"

"The system that hunts down the evil in all realms is the king. How do you think the name is domineering or not?"

In the past, Liang Qiuxu wouldn't have thought there was anything wrong. The naming styles of the books he usually came into contact with were roughly similar. However, after reading The Legend of the Condor Heroes carefully, he felt that it was ordinary.

He endured the complaints and nodded without conscience.

Wan Dan came over, covered his mouth with his hands, and whispered: "The name I chose, don't tell others casually, keep a low profile, such a handsome appearance is already jealous of others, if you show your talent again, wouldn't it make people live?" ”

Liang Qiuxu's face froze. Did this guy have no self-awareness at all, or was he so shameless that no one had ever done it before?