MTL - Virtue is Abundant-Chapter 49 Plenty of martial arts!

Live broadcast company.

On the big screen in the center, a video is playing.

A teenager stood high in the sky, stepped on a terrifying bone dragon, and soared recklessly with the wind.

a moment.

He opened his mouth to the camera and said, "Because you have to be able to stand at such a high altitude to film, understand?"

After he finished speaking, he did a flip, then ran a few steps forward and jumped vigorously.

Seeing that he was about to jump off the back of the bone dragon, who would have thought that he reached out and grabbed it tightly, grabbing a protruding bone from the bone dragon's body, hanging it in the air, and being blown back and forth by the wind.

He held the phone in the other hand, smiled at the camera and said:

"Any idol is willing to do this kind of performance, I warmly welcome them to perform."

The screen freezes.

The person in charge of the commentary on the side said: "Everyone, the data has exploded. The whole country and even the world are watching this video frantically. The number of likes, favorites and appreciations has broken the historical record. good grade."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone immediately answered, "Since the company was founded? No."

There was a sound of keyboard tapping.

A data analysis curve appears on the screen.

The executives of the company looked at those curves—even though they didn’t quite understand the esoteric data analysis—but at this moment, there was no need for deep analytical skills.

Because that live video is at the top of all the curves.

"contact him!"

The president of the company wiped the sweat from his forehead and said loudly, "Go, contact him immediately, find him, and give him the best contract. We will see the rest of the shooting process of this sci-fi blockbuster!"

The voice just fell.

All the data on the big screen disappeared.

The video was also closed.

All machines stopped.

Tuk Tuk Tuk —

Someone knocked on the door outside.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

"Who is it?"

A clerk ran to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, a group of men in black swarmed in. The man in the lead walked up to the company president and said with a smile, "There are some things, please wait a moment and talk about it."

…

the other side.

Wu Xiaode walked ahead angrily.

The Book of the Dead chased after him and stood in front of him, and a line of small words appeared again:

"In fact, besides being dirty, there is a quality in your soul that no one else has."

"Is it dirty?" Wu Xiaode sneered.

"No, you have a special talent that allows you to avoid many obstacles and directly find the result."

"This book would like to call it—"

"Kill the game!"

Wu Xiaode stopped and pondered: "Well... this is still a human word..."

Think carefully.

There was no fight at all just now.

Maybe it's to frighten those guys.

"Can the shot put really work?"

Wu Xiaode asked with interest.

On the Book of the Undead, lines of small words on ice crystals quickly appeared:

"The current level of silent magic fog is: 0."

"Instinct skills at this level can't have real objects, so the shot put is fake."

"Haha, so it is." Wu Xiaode laughed.

I saw a line of conclusions emerge from the Book of the Dead:

"From now on, the Silent Magic Mist will draw on your two qualities of 'dirty' and 'kill the game' to produce the corresponding ever-changing."

"You need to keep improving its level, remember."

Wu Xiaode was watching when the sound of a cell phone came from his trouser pocket.

Picking up the phone, he saw that it was Zhao Junyu calling.

"What's wrong?"

"My father wants to see you, come quickly."

…

This is the first time Wu Xiaode has entered the palace.

Before entering the palace, he went through twelve checks.

From appearance to personal belongings, to his iris and even blood, he has undergone strict procedural testing.

Even so, when Wu Xiaode walked into the palace, looking at the serious palace guards, he felt that they would come up to fight him at any time.

Zhao Junyu led him all the way into the side hall next to the discussion hall.

"Father is dealing with some affairs, so I will take a break here for a while, and a valet will come to call us later." Zhao Junyu explained.

"This is too strict." Wu Xiaode sat down on the chair, turned his head and glanced at the pastries on the table.

Haven't tasted the royal family's pastries yet. Would you like a piece?

Just as this thought appeared in his mind, some ominous thoughts suddenly appeared in his heart.

——What if these pastries are highly poisonous?

What if it's the colorless, odorless poison that kills you when you touch it?

Wu Xiaode shook his head.

How could I have such a thought...

The Book of the Undead fell and spread out in front of his eyes, revealing a line of small words in ice crystals:

"You opened the wall of sighs in the kingdom of the dead."

"You have a very keen sense of death, and you can occasionally detect those unknown dangers."

Detect danger...

"Is this pastry edible?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"I advise you not to eat it. After the incident of your dragon riding, many people wanted you to die, and even my father couldn't stop it." Zhao Junyu said.

"This pastry—"

"It's been a long time, and no one eats it."

"Okay, how do you usually eat? What if someone gets poisoned?"

"So I rarely eat outside food, and I have someone to cook."

Wu Xiaode nodded and gave up.

He suddenly noticed that Zhao Junyu's face was a little bad.

"What happened?" he asked.

"My sister told me just now that at midnight last night... both of our strong men died."

"A master with 10 or more soul power?"

"One has 10 soul power and one has 13."

"how so?"

"The other world has become more and more dangerous, and we estimate that it will be destroyed." Zhao Junyu sighed.

The royal family lost two masters.

Wu Xiaode rubbed his chin and said softly, "No wonder that Fu Zhengyang from the Tiger Crane School dares to come and trouble me..."

after awhile.

A servant came in and reported that the emperor had a call.

Wu Xiaode and Zhao Junyu stood up and followed the chamberlain into the discussion hall.

Turned around a large screen with seven fans.

For the first time he saw His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire.

The top beam of the main hall is estimated to be nearly ten meters high. Under the shade of golden eaves and jade walls, many green and green bamboos are planted.

When the wind blowing through the hall, the bamboo forest made a rushing sound, and it didn't go away for a long time.

On the grass among the bamboo forests, there was a thirty-six dragon and cloud-patterned throne painted with gold lacquer, and a weak man sat on it.

The man was wearing a silver metal helmet that covered his eyes and most of his head, only his nose and mouth could be seen.

There are hundreds of thousands of thin pipes on the metal helmet. One end is submerged in the helmet, and the other end goes over the throne, all of which go deep into the darkness behind the main hall, leading to nowhere.

This is the emperor of the empire.

On the side of the throne stood a stunning young girl with picturesque eyes and a cold expression. Seeing the two came in, she just nodded slightly and didn't say much.

There is no one else around.

Wu Xiaode followed Zhao Junyu and was about to salute.

The emperor waved his hand and said, "Don't be too polite, come and talk."

Zhao Junyu asked, "How is your father feeling today?"

"I almost died. Fortunately, I thought that this thing is too heavy, which is not conducive to your height development, so the empty blood survived." The emperor flicked the helmet with his fingers and sighed.

Zhao Junyu's face turned pale, and his body trembled as he said, "Why is this? Didn't the imperial doctor say that your health has improved?"

The emperor smiled and said: "Every time something happens in the world, the central brain will fall into a crazy calculation - it has never faced such an incomprehensible thing, and it will also make me overwhelmed by the way."

He looked at Wu Xiaode with admiration and continued:

"Wu Xiaode, I like your live broadcast, but there are too many flaws in your live broadcast. I will help you make up for it, so as not to be criticized in the future."

A valet came in with a tray and knelt in front of the emperor.

Wu Xiaode looked around and saw the Four Treasures of the Study on the tray, with a stack of blank five-color papers in the middle.

The emperor picked up the pen and said, "I will now give you a film and television company, which will be invested and constructed by the royal family, and all affairs will be handled by special personnel. As for the name—"

He looked at Wu Xiaode and murmured: "If there are monsters attacking again, you will have to play in the live broadcast. Let's talk about it, what would you like to name it?"

Wu Xiaode was a little surprised, but he was also very happy.

Originally, if someone insisted on arguing, the two live broadcasts were actually unreasonable.

Some things must be taken out and magnified.

There will also be countless people who flesh themselves out from the Internet to find out their true identity.

At that time, everyone will naturally find that they are only teenagers, and there is no company behind "making sci-fi blockbusters".

Once this thing becomes a lie—

In the future, it will be difficult to collect likes through live broadcasts. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

However, he desperately needs to be praised and admired from the hearts of all beings.

Now that the emperor of the empire stands on the platform in person and supports himself, then naturally everything will be cleaned up neatly.

There will be no more hidden dangers in this regard.

Wu Xiaode said with a smile:

"Thank you, Your Majesty, my live broadcasts are probably all about fighting, and my surname is Wu—"

"Wuyun Changlong?" Zhao Junyu interjected.

"No, we want to set an example for the vast number of netizens. We must pay attention to peace of mind, put peace as the most important thing, join friends with martial arts, and convince people with morality. This is the fighting spirit in my mind." Wu Xiaode said solemnly.

There was silence in the hall.

The emperor looked down at the colorful paper, as if there was something very interesting on the paper, so that he didn't want to look up at Wu Xiaode at all.

The iceberg-like girl glanced at him with an angry expression on her face.

How much did you do in one night?

How many people were killed?

As you said—

Are you not ashamed?

The corner of Zhao Junyu's mouth twitched for a while, and he simply shook his hand, too lazy to speak again.

Wu Xiaode looked at this and then at that.

Hey, why are you ignoring me?

I said it well.

It takes a moment.

The emperor sighed, picked up the pen, and said unhurriedly:

"I'm also an old netizen, but I can't stand your spirit."

"However, what you said is right. Well, it is also a direction of pursuit."

"Then call it that name."

I saw the emperor holding a writing brush, walking dragons and snakes on five-color paper, and quickly wrote four big characters:

"Abundant martial arts."