Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Zhang Yang's hands constantly formed a seal and sent out mysterious ripples. Specks of light shot into the air and became more and more resplendent, like stars in the sky.    

A Flying Knife, that was as long as a crystal clear finger, flew up and down as his hands danced. In the end, he swung them out, and they directly turned into a tangible form of saber energy that circulated between his five fingers.    

"Chi!"    

He quickly drew a strange pattern in the air, controlling the blade Qi to imprint onto the Dragon Xuan Paper, but the moment the blade Qi made contact with the Dragon Xuan Paper, a ray of light suddenly flashed, and then stopped.    

Puff!    

The blade energy and the Dragon Xuan Paper dissipated at the same time, turning into specks of powder that floated in the air.    

Failure, another failure.    

Zhang Yang's expression was still calm, but he was frowning deeply. In order to successfully make the Pattern Treasure, he had changed countless of ways during this period and had failed countless times.    

However, he did not despair, but instead fumbled for a certain level of experience. He could feel that this method was the closest to success, and the biggest obstacle it posed was the quality of the Dragon Xuan Paper.    

In the end, Dragon Xuan Paper were not used specifically to create Pattern Treasure, and were unable to withstand stronger power from Star Power and magic prints. Zhang Yang thought to himself, if it was a real Sanskrit Paper, perhaps he would have already succeeded.    

In the Devil Pattern Continent, there was a type of grass called Azure Sun Grass, which was the true material for making Sanskrit Paper. Moreover, it was the most common type, but they had never been seen on Earth before.    

Zhang Yang had optimized the method to its best state, and now it all depended on luck. Thinking about it, he recovered for a moment and continued to make Pattern Treasure.    

"..."    

At the same time, the entire Qinghai and even the entire Chengping Province was shocked by one thing, and it even attracted a lot of attention from the university students and teachers throughout the country.    

"The most amazing Champion of College Entrance Examination in history!"    

"The top scholar for Humanities of the entire province!"    

Words like these filled the internet and reality, especially the local media. They filled the front of the Qinghai High School, wanting to obtain firsthand information.    

"Warmly celebrating the third year of our school, Class 36's Zhang Yang. With 748 points, he became the top scorer in science for the entire province."    

"Warmly celebrating our senior year in high school, Class 36's Su Su. With 687 points, she became the top scholar for Humanities in the entire province."    

"Warmly celebrating our senior year in high school and class 35's Ye Junyan. She obtained second place in the science department of the province with 719 points."    

"Warmly celebrating our school's 36th class student, Zhou Qian. She obtained third place in the entire province's Humanities with 611 points."    

When the major media outlets appeared at Qinghai Yizhong, four large banners were hung at the most obvious spot at the entrance. The students and teachers who were entering and exiting were all discussing this matter with a look of envy and pride.    

At this moment, there was a circle of people surrounding the small courtyard. Lee Shan, Su Su, Zhou Qian, and Ye Junyan were each sitting down.    

On the screen, it was the face of the principal of Qinghai No. 1 Middle School, Hua Wenchuan.    

"..." This was Zhang Yang, a low-key, hardworking student … "I have just achieved what I have achieved today, I believe …"    

Hua Wenchuan looked at the camera with a smile and spoke confidently. The headmaster of No. 1 High School, who had always been strict with his studies, could not hide the joy in his heart at this moment.    

"Principal Hua Wenchuan, may I know what do you think about the results obtained by No. 1 Middle School of Qinghai City, where people have already called Zhang Yang as the 'best top scholar in history'?"    

"Ha ha!"    

This was the laughter of the surrounding students. Hua Wenchuan was also quite pleased with himself and said after everyone laughed.    

"If we were to judge by the original score, Student Zhang Yang is indeed worthy of this title. How about this, everyone, if you have any questions, you can interview the homeroom teacher of Class 36, Teacher Wang Xin Yuan …"    

"Wow!"    

The small courtyard was filled with cheers that sounded like the howls of wolves. The bald man and the others all had looks of disbelief and pleasant surprise on their faces.    

"Hahaha, before this, I thought it was Elder Brother Yang who had the same surname, but I never would have thought it was really Elder Brother Yang." Hahaha, before this, I thought it was Elder Brother Yang who had the same surname.    

"This is too awesome, I don't usually see Elder Brother Yang learn much, how did he suddenly become the most awesome Champion of College Entrance Examination in history?"    

"Nonsense, it's already on the news, how can it be fake?"    

The baldy immediately slapped the back of his head and swept his eyes across the four beauties in front of him. "Champion of College Entrance Examination is still a piece of cake for Elder Brother Yang, he can't do anything as long as he wants to."    

Everyone giggled and peeked at Lee Shan and the others. They admired Elder Brother Yang even more. The girls beside him were all prettier, but the most important thing was that they were able to get along with each other.    

"Cough cough, sister-in-law, let's go out first. We won't disturb you any longer!"    

Lee Shan and the rest were all stunned by his words, and then their faces turned red.    

Especially Su Su and the others. They were ashamed and angry, because the three beauties had almost made up their winnings at the same time. With the bald man and the others openly shouting at them, they wished they could find a hole to hide in.    

"Don't shout, who is... What sister-in-law … "You guys …"    

Su Su wanted to get angry, but she couldn't muster the confidence. As for Zhou Qian and Ye Junyan, they were like ostrich birds, burying their heads in their chests.    

"Right, right, right. Don't shout, don't shout."    

The baldy laughed as he agreed, leading the group out of the courtyard. However, his face did not have a straight face.    

"These guys …"    

Lee Shan didn't know how she felt. Although she had never had the thought of being Zhang Yang's real girlfriend before, but now that it was revealed to the group of baldy's face, she still felt slightly uncomfortable.    

However, she quickly straightened her heart. She was already very satisfied with being Zhang Yang's woman. It could be said that she had no regrets in her life.    

"Elder Sister Lee, why don't we go find that guy?"    

Suddenly, the little girl, Zhou Qianniang, bent over and said something that caused the already awkward atmosphere to turn strange once again.    

"This way... Not good … I still have some work to do here. How about you guys go? "    

"Let's go together. You don't have to worry about the Gourmet Hall anyways. Just take Fei out for a few days." Su Su was also a bit moved. After all, she had a certain temperament, so she quickly abandoned her previous awkwardness.    

"But isn't Zhang Yang in closed door cultivation? Is it appropriate for us to go? "    

"It's because he is in seclusion that we want to go." As for why Zhou Qian acted so fierce, it went without saying.    

"Then... "Fine." Lee Shan was also a decisive person. She immediately said, "I'll go and make the arrangements."    

"..."    

Quanyang Airport.    

More than a dozen black luxury cars attracted the attention. A group of men wearing black suits stood orderly. In front of the crowd was an old man around sixty years old. It was Lee Jianbai.    

This scene had been going on for nearly half an hour. Everyone who recognized Lee Jianbai had a surprised expression on their face, but it quickly turned into shock.    

It was obvious that the dignified top five hundred enterprises of the entire nation, the CEO of Hua Tuo Pharmaceutical Industry, was here to welcome him. And not only that, he was half an hour ahead of schedule.    

Ten minutes later, a plane appeared in the distant sky. The moment Lee Jianbai landed, he immediately led his men to greet it with an extremely respectful expression.    

The cabin door opened and a passenger appeared. When a young man of 27 or 28 years old walked out, Lee Jianbai was startled. He then bowed slightly and quickly went up to greet him.    

"Little Tian …"    

Lee Jianbai's tone was extremely polite, but he only said two words before he was stopped by the youth's sharp gaze. His face changed and he immediately changed his words.    

"Jiang, Young Master Jiang, you're here!" Finished speaking, he shouted to the ten over bodyguards, "Hurry up and get them!"    

"Hello, Young Master Jiang!" Everyone bowed in greeting. It was quite an imposing manner.    

"En!"    

The young man responded indifferently. He sized Lee Jianbai up and down, then walked forward with his hands behind his back. Lee Jianbai followed behind him like an old servant.    

"Young Master Jiang, I've already prepared a welcoming feast for you. What do you think?"    

"Please do as you are told." Young Master Jiang said lightly, then said, "I'm only here for the mortal world's experiential learning, you handle the arrangements."    

Hearing that, Lee Jianbai's face lit up and he quickly recovered.    

The main reason why he lowered his attitude to such a low level was because of the young man's identity as a Ancient Fighter!    

Similarly, it was his greatest trump card!    

"..."    

Within the villa.    

A buzzing sound could be heard and the entire room was illuminated. A visible ripple could be seen in the air. It seemed as if a muffled thundering sound could be heard.    

Within this blinding light, there was a single bright spot. It was like a bolt of lightning that had cut through the sky, flashing a few times in the air before stopping abruptly.    

"Chi!"    

This time, the Dragon Xuan Paper did not disperse, but emitted a blood-colored pattern which continuously flickered as if it was breathing. After three seconds, everything returned to normal.    

On the Dragon Xuan Paper, a blood-red, demonic marking that resembled a crescent moon appeared clearly. The feeling it gave off was not that of drawing, but a thorough assimilation.    

Another sizzling sound rang out, and the Dragon Xuan Paper began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a small, almost transparent blade that was only the length of a finger and was as wide as a thumb.    

Demonic Inscription Secret Treasures!    

Zhang Yang's expression was no longer calm. He looked at the Pattern Treasure that had turned into the size of a finger on the table with a face full of joy.    

Holding it in his hand, he poured the Star Power and instantly, a bone-piercing killing intent shot out. A resplendent light flashed and the surrounding air twisted, producing a series of crackling and popping sounds.    

He finally succeeded!    

The Pattern Treasure's power was not comparable to a real Pattern Artifact, but Zhang Yang was absolutely sure that no one in this world could withstand a single strike from a Pattern Treasure, and it was at the Instant Killer level.    

As long as it was within the range of the Spiritual Consciousness, anything that was within it would die without a trace. This was not something an ordinary Star Power could compare to.    

After feeling it for a while, Zhang Yang let out a long sigh of relief, his heart was calm without any reason. One must know, even after advancing to the Earth Realm, the uncomfortable feeling in his heart had weakened, but it still existed, and right now, this Pattern Treasure was his biggest trump card.    

There was no one in the world who could not be killed!    

Carefully placing the Pattern Treasure back into the Five-star Space, Zhang Yang looked at the Flying Knife's original body on the table. Sure enough, as he had guessed, the Flying Knife was clearly dimmer than before.    

Although the Flying Knife was precious, with his current strength, he was unable to lock onto the magic prints and cultivate it for his own use. If he wanted to advance to the fourth level, he did not know how long it would take.    

Following that, Zhang Yang continued to produce. Although the failure rate was still very high, but one time was successful. He had a certain amount of experience, and every seven to eight times, he would successfully produce a Pattern Treasure.