God obsession system

After an hour and a half.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang on time, and all the students in the multi-purpose classroom breathed a sigh of relief as if they heard the sound of nature.

In their eyes, today's one-and-a-half-hour class is like a year.

After announcing the end of get out of class, Gu Yuncheng tidied up and was about to leave the classroom, but found that the students were all sitting in their seats and no one got up.

"Why, do you want to do it again?"

Gu Yuncheng was a little surprised, and secretly raised his opinion of these children.

"Puff" sound.

A student fell from his seat, his legs were already sore and weak, lying on the ground, pawing the ground with his hands, and dragging his back half to crawl outside.

While climbing, he cried out in a crying voice:

"Teacher Gu, don't come, I can't take it anymore, I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now!"

Gu Yuncheng: . . .

Damn it, let me return my touch!

In the corridor, Yang Yuxuan and Cui Linger supported the wall and walked back with difficulty.

"Xuanxuan, shall we come to the next class?"

Cui Ling'er had tears on her face, she was a little scared.

"Come, of course I have to come, I don't believe in this evil anymore."

Yang Yuxuan gritted her teeth and said.

Hearing this, the girl from Cui's family had a sore nose and almost cried.

Soon, news of this elective course spread in the school. Surprisingly, more students came to observe the second class. Even the corridor outside the classroom was densely packed with people. .

Every week at the end of the class, you can see countless figures supporting each other and walking towards the dormitory with trembling legs downstairs.

Time passed like this for half a month, with the daily practice of fantasy, mind training, and daily tasks, Gu Yuncheng's obsession point finally broke through the [-] mark, and the days seemed to be stable like this.

Liu Qingqing wanted to retreat to study swordsmanship, Bai Tingjing was still in school, Ma Zhanjun was busy chasing Chaos cultists every day, no one would joke with him on WeChat, and the bored Gu Yuncheng started playing games.

After eating in the cafeteria and returning home, he decisively turned on the computer and started civilization.

When handing over the house, Ma Zhanjun installed two top-equipped aliens in his bedroom, and showed a secretive smirk.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was 11 o'clock in the evening.

Well, play for another hour and go to bed.

Finally, the Chinese civilization chosen by Gu Yuncheng has developed nuclear weapons, and the unification of the world is close at hand.

Stretching, turning on the phone to check the time, Gu Yuncheng fell into deep thought.

The clock on the phone reads 7:00 in the morning, and the teenager feels that his time has been stolen by some mysterious force.

Wash your face and brush your teeth, go to the company cafeteria to have a meal, it's another good day for soy sauce.

When I came to the office, only Kong Hui had no class in the morning. When I saw Gu Yuncheng coming in, the great monk asked with some concern: "Benefactor Gu, you look a little haggard recently, but have you practiced all night?"

The young man was silent for a while.

"I've been playing civilization recently."

"Amitabha."

The great monk clasped his hands together.

"Benefactor Gu, the spectacle is detrimental to the country."

Gu Yuncheng: . . .

(╯° °)╯

Well, you big monk, looking at the thick eyebrows and big eyes, secretly playing games, right? Does your host know?

After getting off work in the afternoon, he decided to work hard today, quit playing games, and regain his lost time. Gu Yuncheng came to the underground training ground of the university.

There are three training grounds of Chaofan University, two are open-air arenas used in previous competitions, and the other is underground, with an area as large as two main arenas, divided into compartments by strong special metals, which are more private and suitable for Practice various family martial arts.

Looking from one cubicle to the next, no matter whether it is a descendant of an aristocratic family or an ordinary person who has awakened, they are all working hard to practice what they have learned recently.

Compared with aristocratic families, even the low-level transcendent basic skills and martial arts, what Chaofan University releases is much better than most aristocratic families.

Suddenly, a boy performing martial arts in a cubicle attracted Gu Yuncheng's attention.

That student, Gu Yuncheng, knew him. He was in class three, and his name was Yang Yi. He had signed up for the elective course of spearmanship, and his spear skills were very solid, so he had some impressions of him.

However, what Gu Yuncheng cared about this time was the marksmanship that the boy was practicing.

This marksmanship Gu Yuncheng is very familiar with, it is the Yang family's marksmanship that he has learned 70.00% five.

It's just that during Yang Yi's practice, the transition between moves was very stiff and jerky, and there seemed to be something missing in the middle. When some moves were shot, the thrusting position and force method were wrong, and there were only eighteen moves in total.

Walking into the cubicle, Yang Yi saw Gu Yuncheng coming in, and saluted with fists in his hands.

"Hello, Teacher Gu."

"Ah."

Gu Yuncheng nodded, pretending not to care, and asked casually.

"The marksmanship you practiced just now is interesting, what's it called, and where did you learn it?"

Hearing this, the boy scratched his head in embarrassment.

"This was passed down to me by my father. According to my father, this is the ancestral spear technique of my Yang family. Due to the long time gap, many moves and mental techniques have been incomplete. However, relying on this incomplete technique, hundreds of people in the family In the past few years, it can be regarded as barely gaining a foothold in the southern Shonan region."

really.

Gu Yuncheng confirmed his guess, and took out a spear from the weapon rack beside him.

"Okay."

The front hand trembled, and the back wrist twisted forcefully, pulling out a beautiful spear. Gu Yuncheng demonstrated all the 27 styles of the Yang family's marksmanship that he knew.

In the last shot, extraordinary power was condensed at the front of the gun head, and the terrifying explosive power was condensed without firing.

"Crack."

The standard long spears whose quality reached the yellow level could not withstand the too concentrated force, and broke into several knots.

The cubicle was already surrounded by students, and when the marksmanship demonstration was over, there was immediate applause.

Someone posted the video of Gu Yuncheng's gun practice to the school's LAN forum, which soon attracted many onlookers.

"So handsome!"

"Teacher Gu, I am a god."

"husband!"

"Upstairs, please respect yourself, Mr. Gu belongs to everyone."

On the other side, Yang Yi opened his mouth wide in shock.

What Gu Yuncheng showed him was exactly the Yang family's marksmanship, but it had nine more moves than the marksmanship handed down from his family's ancestors. The moves were harmonious and smooth, and each move seemed to faintly conform to the laws of heaven and earth, and its power was extremely powerful.

The incomplete marksmanship handed down from the family has reached the mysterious quality, and Gu Yuncheng's method is probably at least at the prefectural level.

"Gu, Gu, Teacher Gu, you, how did you know it, where did you learn the Yang family's marksmanship, and..."

Thinking of a possibility, the boy's heart skipped a beat and he stuttered.

"Do not misunderstand."

Gu Yuncheng pondered for a while, but didn't know how to explain it.

"Would you believe me if I said that your ancestor was half my master..."

Yang Yi:? ? ?

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