Three days ago, Zuo Lei was defeated by Ye Jian and humiliated like a turtle in front of everyone.
Zuo Lei's lungs exploded with anger.
Zuo Lei told his brother Zuo Feng what happened that night.
"Brother, you are getting more and more incompetent.
Ye Jian is recognized by the whole academy as a scumbag.
You were defeated by him and you crawled out like a tortoise.
Our Zuo family has been completely disgraced by you."
Although Zuo Feng is the younger brother, 2 years younger than Zuo Lei, Zuo Feng has been the proud son for many years both at home and in college.
His father dotes on him more at home, and he is more popular with teachers in college.
It has to be said that Zuo Feng's talent in the cultivation of calligraphy is much higher than that of many others.
Zuo Lei was choked by his younger brother, and immediately said angrily, "If you don't help me, forget it, and you still laugh at me.
I don't have a younger brother like you."
"Hey, hey, hey, don't be angry."
Zuo Feng smiled, looking mature and steady.
"Why, you agreed to help me?"
Zuo Lei was happy in his heart.
"Brother, Ye Jian is from the elementary school of the academy, and I am from the middle school.
If I go to trouble Ye Jian, I will be looked down upon."
In Otsuki City Academy, there is an unwritten rule that students in the middle school department cannot bully students in the elementary department.
No matter what the reason is, they will be punished by the college and looked down upon by their classmates.
"Then what should I do?
Will it be in vain for Ye Jian to bully me?"
Zuo Lei suddenly felt aggrieved.
After all, he usually bullied others, but this time he was defeated by Ye Jian.
He crawled out of the classroom in front of everyone, feeling really uncomfortable.
"It's not impossible.
I'll give you an idea."
Zuo Lei immediately became happy when he heard this, "What's your idea?"
Zuo Feng smiled slightly and took Zuo Lei to his father's study.
"Why did you bring me to my father's study?"
Zuo Feng said nothing, reached out and took out a brocade box from the secret compartment under the bookcase.
"Brother, this is father's treasure, what are you doing with him?"
Zuo Lei knew that there was a complete blue and white porcelain vase hidden in this brocade box.
There was a poem on the porcelain vase Farewell Cambridge.
He and his brother had seen it countless times since they were young.
Of course, every time it was when his father watched it, Call the two brothers.
"From what you introduced, Ye Jian's scholarly realm should be similar to yours.
The only difference is that his Thunder Fist is better than yours.
You said that there are flashes of thunder patterns on his fists, which may be due to some kind of With the bonus of secret techniques, this blue and white porcelain bottle can be regarded as an artifact.
Although you still don’t fully understand all the meanings, you have already understood the previous sentences.
With the help of this artifact, you should have no problem defeating Ye Jian. ” "Gently I leave, just as I came gently, I wave my sleeves and don't take away a single cloud."
Zuo Lei had already understood the first four sentences a long time ago.
As for the whole poem, he had not yet understood it.
Even so, when he poured the calligraphy spirit into the blue and white porcelain vase, it was still able to intensify the powerful calligraphy spirit.
He I have tried it before, and it can increase the book strength by at least 30.
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"But if father finds out, he will scold us."
"Brother, just use it quietly and put it back after you defeat Ye Jian.
No matter how powerful Ye Jian is, he can still beat this artifact."
"Also, if father finds out, don't get involved with me.
I don't know anything.
You took it secretly yourself."
Zuo Feng smiled slyly.
The blue and white porcelain vase was 30 centimeters high.
Zuo Lei thought twice, and finally gritted his teeth, put it into the space storage bag, and took it out of his father's study.
Zuo Lei couldn't hold back his eagerness for revenge.
After arriving at the academy, he immediately came to see Ye Jian.
Unexpectedly, Ye Jian didn't come when he asked for leave yesterday.
He waited in vain for a whole day.
He heard that Ye Jian came to the academy early this morning and hurried over. , but Ye Jian was called away by the dean.
Zuo Lei saw Ye Jian from a distance, and suddenly felt a sense of pleasure in his heart as if he had a great enemy.
"Ye Jian, you can hide from the first grade of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth grade.
Let me see how you hide today."
Zuo Lei thought that Ye Jian did not come to school yesterday because he must be afraid and avoiding him.
Ye Jian walked up to Zuo Lei, "Why do you still want to do a turtle crawl?
Hahaha," At this time, the students in the classroom knew that Ye Jian and Zuo Lei were going to duel again, and they all ran out to watch the fun.
Zuo Lei has been particularly sensitive to the word "turtle" in the past few days.
When he returned home and saw a turtle raised in a pond, he would throw stones at it several times.
Now Ye Jian mentioned "turtle crawling" again in front of so many classmates, and his blood immediately increased.
Gong, his face flushed.
"Ye Jian, don't be arrogant.
Today I will let you see the advantages and disadvantages of this young master."
"Really?
I've seen how powerful you are a few days ago.
It's like a turtle crawling, haha."
As Ye Jian spoke, he made a turtle gesture, making the students around him laugh.
"You are seeking death yourself, don't blame me."
Zuo Lei sneered, a murderous intention rising from the bottom of his heart, and took out the blue and white porcelain bottle from the space storage bag.
What is Zuo Lei doing with the blue and white porcelain vase?
Everyone speculated.
Zuo Lei held the blue and white porcelain vase with both hands and injected the spirit of calligraphy into it.
With a "boom" sound, the blue and white porcelain bottle suddenly showed a flash of brilliance, and dozens of ancient characters on the bottle shone with golden light.
"Ah, the spiritual weapon."
A classmate shouted, and everyone realized that the celadon vase in Zuo Lei's hand turned out to be an artifact from 5,000 years ago.
The onlookers began to retreat.
In fact, Zuo Lei did not completely refine the blue and white porcelain vase.
He only understood the meaning of the previous paragraph.
He did not even recognize some words in the following poems, such as "青荇" in "青荇 on the soft mud" "Two words," in my heart He couldn't fully understand the artistic conception and meaning of the whole poem, so he couldn't refine this spiritual weapon.
He could only intensify the bookishness of the first paragraph of the ancient text, but in this way , the power is greatly reduced.
"Gently I leave, just as I came gently, I wave my sleeves and don't take away a single cloud."
If Zuo Lei could completely intensify all his bookishness, Ye Jian would naturally not be able to resist.
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At this time, the blue and white porcelain vase was suspended in the air.
Dozens of golden words were constantly rotating around the blue and white porcelain vase, and a rich book atmosphere filled the air.
"Ye Jian, leave quickly.
What Zuo Lei is holding is a divine weapon.
You can't beat it."
At some point, his friend Guo Fei stood behind him and shouted loudly.
In fact, this blue and white porcelain vase is a porcelain made in Jingdezhen in 2000 AD.
It is not very old and cannot be regarded as a divine artifact.
It can only be called a spiritual artifact.
Even so, similar spiritual artifacts are still rare and rare to see, especially the porcelain vase in Zuo Lei's hand, which is filled with the entire ancient book "Farewell to Kangqiao".
The more ancient artifacts of the same era, the more ancient characters, the more scholarly.
The stronger.
Hearing Guo Fei's cry, Ye Jian's heart moved, and he stretched out his hand to hold the handle of the Wang Mazi kitchen knife hanging at his waist.
Ye Jian once sewed a scabbard out of cowhide to hold the Wang Mazi kitchen knife.
The cowhide scabbard did not look good.
Objectively speaking, it was too wide and ugly.
"Ye Jian, suffer death."
Zuo Lei shouted loudly, and a fierce book energy burst out from the suspended blue and white porcelain vase and hit Ye Jian
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