"The host is a great talent. In just ten years, he has learned all the skills. The system can't teach him. Today, he is formally untied. Let's meet again!"

"Take it off? What the hell? You haven't taught me how to practice yet!"

10 percent of the system was untied.

The system untied 30% of the ropes.

90% of the system was untied.

"Wait, don't untie me. Please!"

100 percent of the system was untied.

"Fuck! Damn system, kill your old mother!"

"Bring me here and teach me how to do something useless!"

"If you don't teach me how to practice, why don't you bring me back?"

"Come back!"

Ten years ago, Chen Fan had traveled from Earth to the Divine Martial Continent.

In the Divine Martial Continent, martial arts were the most respected. The weak martial artists could split stone and stone and fight with their bare hands. The strong martial artists could cut the river and split the mountains. There were even legendary existences who could travel through the sky and the earth.

As expected, Chen Fan, the time-traveler, had been blessed by the heavens and received the "SuperGod System of All Things" from the golden fingers.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Fan had been trying his best to complete the mission issued by the system.

Qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, music, wood, wood, cooking, carving, and so on...

All three hundred and sixty lines were done to the extreme to win the title of "God".

Today, as a man, Chen Fan gained the honor of the "God of embroidery" and completed the final task of the system.

He had thought that from today onwards...

The system would teach him how to practice.

His martial cultivation would increase by leaps and bounds. He would dominate the world and reach the top of the world.

Standing on the top of the Heavenly Son, competing with the Ancient Emperor, and competing with countless beauties.

Who would have thought...

The system actually abandoned him!

On Earth, with his skills such as the God of Song, the God of Chess, the God of Calligraphy, the God of Painting, the God of Building, and so on, he could make a name for himself by moving his fingers.

But what was the use of the Divine Martial Continent where martial artists were respected and killed?

Chen Fan wanted to cry but had no tears.

Fortunately, after ten years of accumulation, Chen Fan's temperament had become much more mature and steady.

He didn't break down because of this.

Since he was here, he should take things as they were.

Even if there was no system, the days had to pass.

He could also join a martial arts sect and cultivate on his own.

Chen Fan quickly decided that he would set off tomorrow to look for a martial arts sect to learn from.

"Woof, woof, woof..."

As soon as the puppy barked, a Simamo Ye ran over and bit Chen Fan's trousers, acting like a spoiled child.

"Fortunately, you're with me. I'm hungry. Let's go to find a big meal!"

With the plan in mind, Chen Fan calmed down a lot. He took off the bow and arrow hanging beside the door, and went out with the man and the dog.

At the same time.

At the foot of the Nameless Mountain.

A woman was fleeing in the forest. Behind her, a black eagle was chasing after her like an arrow leaving a bow.

"Ye Qingwu, you can't escape. Come back with me to warm the bed for the young master. If the young master is happy, he may marry you directly!"

The black eagle speaks in human language, his eyes full of ridicule.

"Evil creature, our Cloud Sword Sect will not let you off!"

Ye Qingwu looked desperate.

She was only at the early-stage of Spiritual Martial Realm, and this black eagle was already at the late-stage of Spiritual Martial Realm.

There's no way to escape today. I'll get rid of it.

"Do you still count on the Cloud Sword Sect? Haha... I'm afraid that the current Cloud Sword Sect is under the control of the young master!"

"Humph, with Qin Hao alone?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you that the Third Elder and the Seventh Elder of the Cloud Sword Sect have long surrendered to our Hundred Beasts Sect. Do you think your father, Ye Jinghong, is a match for the young master?"

"What?"

Ye Qingwu staggered and rolled down a bush more than ten meters away from the hillside.

She, who was already seriously injured, suddenly felt dizzy.

"No, I won't. Father will be fine!"

"Qin Hao, even if I, Ye Qingwu, turn into a ghost, I will never let you go!"

The black eagle, who is flying in the air, utters a cold humph then charge down.

"Wow, what a big eagle! Lil Bai, let's eat roasted eagle tonight!"

Chen Fan skillfully took down the bow on his back, took out an arrow from the quiver, and pulled it.

His movements were neat and swift, and they were done in one smooth motion.

He, who had long been known as the "God of archery", hunting was a piece of cake.

Of course, he could only hunt in a few small mountains around Qingxi Town.

Outside of the boundaries of Qingxi Town, there were demonic beasts in the mountains.

The strength of demonic beasts was not weaker than that of martial artists.

Chen Fan knew his limits.

His "God of archery" could also deal with ordinary little beasts.

As for hunting demonic beasts, he did not even dare to think about it.

When the black eagle, which is swooping down, hears a sharp sound of breaking through the air, it cannot help looking at it. It sees the arrow that is coming at it extremely fast and at the same time sees a man and a dog on the ground.

"A mere mortal wants to kill me? He's courting death!"

The black eagle flapped its wings and a whirlwind appeared out of thin air, rushing toward the arrow.

The ordinary arrows that mortals shot must have been easily shattered.

Not only that, but the whirlwind would also cause the man and the dog on the ground to die at the same time.

Chi!

In the blink of an eye, the arrow collided with the whirlwind.

The whirlwind suddenly disappeared into thin air, and the arrows were still shooting straight at the black eagle.

"Hmm? How is this possible?"

"These are... Taoist patterns? There are actually Taoist patterns on this arrow?"

The black eagle is still in a state of shock. The arrow pierces through his chest, dyeing the sky with blood.

"I was actually... killed by... a mortal!"

The black eagle's life force quickly runs away and falls down from the sky.

"Xiaobai!"

Chen Fan put away his bow in satisfaction. With a shout, Lil' White rushed out to look for the black eagle's corpse.

"Don't worry, slow down, no one will snatch it from you!"

Chen Fan happily followed Little White.

The black eagle he killed today was three or four meters long. It was the biggest bird he had hunted before. He couldn't help but feel excited, and the unhappiness in his heart also disappeared.

After falling into the bushes, Ye Qingwu regained consciousness after a long time. She looked up and found that the black eagle was gone.

I must have fallen into the bushes. It didn't find me.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingwu couldn't help burning a little hope in her desperate heart. She moved her body and hid herself in the bushes better.

Suddenly, there were footsteps.

"It's coming?"

Ye Qingwu's heart suddenly tightened, and she instantly held her breath.

"No, it's like human footsteps!"

A handsome young man with a longbow on his back appeared in Ye Qingwu's sight.

"A mortal?"

Ye Qingwu didn't detect any fluctuations in Chen Fan's martial arts aura. She was sure that he was a mortal.

"The black eagle is one of the four guardian methods of the Hundred Beasts Sect. It is cruel and bloody and often eats people. If it is found by the black eagle, it will be hard for him to escape death!"

"But, if I remind him now, it is very likely that his traces will be exposed and discovered by the black eagle!"

After a short struggle, Ye Qingwu jumped out of the bushes decisively and pounced on Chen Fan.

"Go hide! There are horrible Demonic Beasts here!"

Chen Fan was stunned.

This was a beautiful woman in snow-white clothes. Her skin was as smooth as snow, and she had a standard oval face. She was so beautiful that it was suffocating.

She was like a fairy coming out of a painting.

Compared with those celebrities and campus belles on Earth, they were simply incomparable!

Could it be that the heavens saw that he had been abandoned by the system, and in order to soothe his wounded heart, they allowed him to meet a fairy in the desolate mountains and mountains and make a good story for her?

Before the fairy arrived, a fragrant wind blew on Chen Fan, causing him to be intoxicated by it.

"Where are you from? Why are you here? Go hide!"

"I'm from Earth!"

Chen Fan was so stunned that he was about to drool.

Ye Qingwu's figure suddenly stopped, and her face was full of horror.