The Prince of Tennis Super God System

The trip to Green Willow Villa was as smooth as Ye Changfeng thought. Almost when he explained his intention to Zhao Min's father, King Ruyang, the strong man with a full beard didn't even care about the betrothal gift. He just shoved his own daughter over, as if he was afraid that Ye Changfeng would regret not marrying, and before leaving, he gave a virtuous son-in-law's explanation again and again. This old man with a sensitive temperament also felt that it was quite unbearable. After finally meeting a man who could hold her down, the old man was naturally ecstatic, even to the point of weeping with joy.

……

But when Ye Changfeng planned to go back to Yamada after everything was settled, he unexpectedly received a voice transmission from Zhang Sanfeng.

Forcing the sound into a line is something that can only be done when the internal strength reaches a certain level. There may be a possibility of forgery in letter invitations, but this kind of ability is not something that can be easily done by anyone, of course. The most favorable proof of his identity, and Zhang Sanfeng's voice transmission is also simple, just invite Ye Changfeng to go to an unknown place to sit for a while, without thinking too much, Ye Changfeng agreed.

three days later.

The weather was sunny in the early days of spring, and the sun was abundant at noon, and it was a warm feeling on the body. When Ye Changfeng arrived here, it was only an ordinary town, a rural farmhouse with simple folk customs. People, from time to time, wisps of cooking smoke rises into the sky, and a large group of children see Ye Changfeng, a stranger who is not afraid of life, and they laugh and play around him, staring at him with innocent smiles in their pure eyes without a trace of impurities. Looking at Ye Changfeng, people feel a sense of tranquility in their hearts.

The place Zhang Sanfeng agreed with him is in a simple tavern. The tavern is not big. A few square tables and a few wooden stools can accommodate a dozen people. There is a wooden pole standing outside. The word 'wine' was written on the red cloth hanging on it, and the red cloth had long since faded and was faintly white.I don't know if it was too early or what, there was only one person in the whole tavern, and when Ye Changfeng came in, it became two people.

This is the first meeting between the number one in the world and the number two in the world, and it is also the first time Ye Changfeng has faced Zhang Sanfeng himself in these years. Somewhat excited.

"The old man wanted to come here to drink some small wine, but I never thought that no one came here today, which is a disappointment." The old man laughed loudly, his face was ruddy, and there was a smile in his cloudy eyes.

"Meeting is fate. Since the old man is bored, how about the brat to accompany the old man to drink a few cups?" Ye Changfeng also smiled, his smile was warm, and a little restrained. At this time, he really showed a double ten years old. The side that a young man should have, is not as arrogant and proud as usual, as if when he stepped into this place, he suddenly returned to the identity of an ordinary young man. Facing the invitation of an elder, he was a little happy and a little flattered.

"It's fine, it's fine for the future generations." The old man slowly got up and walked towards the center of the tavern.

Although the weather in March is already spring, it is not very warm. Drinking in this weather is still a little cool, which is not good for the five internal organs. Therefore, a small pit with a radius of half a zhang was dug in the center of the tavern. The charcoal fire was burning, and the jug was hot on the charcoal fire. The old man walked slowly, took off the hanging jug above with some difficulty, and then slowly walked back to the table.

Ye Changfeng took two bowls from the side and wiped them carefully. One was placed in front of the old man first, and the other was placed in front of him. When the old man smiled and filled the two bowls of turbid wine, the two sat down. .

Reaching out and touching the wine bowl in front of him, the scorching heat came from his hand, Ye Changfeng subconsciously pulled back his hand and smiled awkwardly at the old man. But seeing that the old man did not intend to use his internal strength at all, Ye Changfeng also knew it, so he didn't have to use his internal strength to cause such a funny situation.

"This old man has been on the fire for a few hours. Of course it's very hot." The old man also smiled at him, but there was no teasing in his eyes. Then he wrapped his sleeve robe around his hand and slowly took it He picked up the wine bowl in front of him and blew it carefully. The turbid wine in the bowl rippled, and the hot air rose. Ye Changfeng also learned to do it.

The two took a sip of the turbid wine, and the slightly hot spirits lightly entered their throats all the way to their abdomens. Bai Zhe's warmth, this is the first bowl of wine Ye Changfeng has drank since he came to this world. The taste is not very good, but the numbness is intoxicating.

"Drinking a few glasses when the weather is cold is very good for warding off the cold. I often let the old guy from Kongjian come to drink some wine, but he said that Buddha and his old man forbade alcohol, so he refused to drink in life or death. It's really boring. ." Like a conjuration, he took out a stack of fennel beans and peanuts from behind and placed them between the two. The old man smiled, stretched out his hand to peel it, and said with his mouth, as if Ye Changfeng sitting in front of him was no longer just a young man. He was a twilight person of the same age as him. The two of them hadn't seen each other for a long time. They sat down and drank hot wine and chatted casually about family affairs.

"Mr. Kongjian, in order to devote himself to the Buddha, does not drink alcohol. It is reasonable. Like the old man, everyone has their own aspirations. Although there are some regrets, they can't force it." Ye Changfeng picked up a fragrant bean and chewed it in his mouth. He took a sip of his wine and said slowly, not like an enemy who had fought to the death before, but more like an old friend who had known him for many years, sitting down and talking with another person about him.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, rise and fall, withering and prosperity, have their own destiny, so does the Buddha, and so does the Tao." The old man smiled, and a vague sadness flashed in his eyes, "Although he did not drink alcohol in the past, but every time he was called to come , he will come too, but after this time, he will never again..." After speaking, the old man stopped talking.

Ye Changfeng thought about it for a while, and stopped talking. The scene became cold for a while, only the charcoal fire on the side cracked from time to time, sparks burst out, the temperature of the wine pot on the table gradually receded, and the fog gradually faded. light until dissipated.

When the pot of wine was finished, neither of them said a word. The amount of fennel beans and peanuts on the plate decreased little by little. When the old man picked up another fennel bean and put it into his mouth, there was only the last peanut left on the plate. .

"I've finished drinking, so it's time to go." The old man smiled, got up slowly, patted Ye Changfeng's shoulder, and walked towards the door. The shopkeeper smiled, "This time, he will pay for the wine."

……

Ye Changfeng smiled and squeezed the last peanut into the mouth. The taste was a little bitter, and he drank the last bowl of turbid wine. The smile on Ye Changfeng's face was even more intense. A piece of silver was placed on the table, and Ye Changfeng also got up.

Before going out, he looked back at the store, and the old man was sleeping on the reclining chair, seemingly taking a nap.

Ye Changfeng smiled and knocked on the door. The old man looked at him with hazy eyes. He smiled and said, "Put the wine money on the table. If there is any left, then next year... I will come again."

After speaking, Ye Changfeng strode out, and his figure gradually disappeared.

A few days later, on the top of Wudang Mountain, Zhang Sanfeng wrote a letter in his own hand to inform the world of martial arts that he had lost the battle with Ye Changfeng.

At the top of the Tianshan Mountains, Ye Changfeng stood with his hands behind his back, looking out at the endless sea of ​​clouds, his robes rattled, his figure was hazy in the clouds, and his face could not be seen clearly...

Volume [-] Extra Story: Grim Reaper

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Chapter 001, the new world

The last row of classrooms in Class [-], Grade [-], Kakuza-cho No. [-] High School.

Ye Changfeng, who was in a high school uniform, was looking out the window boredly. At this time, the teacher was teaching on the podium, and he spoke in great detail, but Ye Changfeng couldn't hear a word.

It has been a week since I came to this world. When Ye Changfeng saw a guy with orange hair named Kurosaki Ichigo in the class, he knew that he had crossed again and came to the world of Bleach, the god of death.

This time, the supernatural system arranged for Ye Changfeng to be an exchange student from China, and he lived in the neighbor's house of Kurosaki Ichigo.

Originally, Ye Changfeng was still a little excited when he came to this world of constant battles, but this has been a week, and there has been no bullshit, it's completely daily middle school life.

Moreover, Ye Changfeng also tried to call the super god system, but there was no response at all, which made him quite disappointed.

"Ah~ it's so boring!" Ye Changfeng yawned and turned to look at the cute girl with fluttering long hair in front of her.

Her name is Orihime Inoue, with delicate facial features, a perfect figure, and a special fragrance on her body.

This week's boring Ye Changfeng, the only fun is to observe Inoue Orihime, and she has become a good friend who can talk about anything, and because of this, he is very familiar with Kurosaki Ichigo.

After finally staying up until the school bell rang, Ye Changfeng didn't bother to take his schoolbag, so he stood up and was ready to go home.

"Hey, Changfeng-kun, wait for me, let's go back together." Kurosaki Ichigo leaned over and said to Ye Changfeng with a bright smile, "Today we must clear Demon World War. Yesterday, the last boss was killed. Killed, so unwilling."

"Oh, okay!" Ye Changfeng shook his head helplessly. He didn't come to this world to play games with Kurosaki Ichigo, but he wanted to fight in the world of Death God and become stronger.

The two chatted without a word, left the school leisurely, and walked home.

Just when the two were about to get home, there was a loud bang, and the sudden wave of air pushed Ye Changfeng and Kurosaki Ichigo to the ground at the same time.

"What?" Kurosaki Ichigo widened his eyes with a look of panic.

Ye Changfeng, who was on the side, got up quickly and calmly. After traveling through several worlds, he instantly judged that the sudden crisis was a wave of energy.

"This is probably the so-called spiritual pressure in the world of death." Ye Changfeng thought silently in his heart, then looked up and looked around to find the source of the spiritual pressure.

Roar!At this moment, the sound of a huge monster shook the eardrums of the two of them, and an ugly monster more than ten meters high appeared in front of Ye Changfeng and Kurosaki Ichigo.

This monster, dressed in black, has a strange white mask on top of its head, and red light flashes in the two black eye sockets.