Chapter 1: The Fallen Genius
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Each realm has a threefold onefold.
Everyone in the Heavenly Soul Continent can become a soul person, but they are also soul people, and they are also divided into three, six, nine and so on due to their different talents.
Only a true genius soul can become a human being.
The cultivation talent of a soul is a key factor that distinguishes genius from mediocrity.
At present, the only talent that people can test through various means is physical permeability.
Therefore, almost everyone in the Heavenly Soul Continent would take a test that would have a huge impact on their future cultivation career when they were twelve years old.
Whether it soars into the sky, leaps into the dragon gate, or falls from then on and falls into the abyss, it is often at that moment.
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"Transparency, three percent!"
A sigh came from the mouth of the elderly mentor Wood.
Looking at the slightly dazzling numbers displayed on the body crystal ball, Po Jun's face was expressionless, and he didn't seem to be too surprised by this result, but those who looked at him carefully would find that his pair of hands that had been sharpened into thick calluses due to years of hard work were tightly clenched, because the force was too strong, and the hideous bones seemed to pierce that thin layer of skin.
After taking a deep look at the body measuring crystal ball again, and looking at the number that was still the same, Po Jun slowly turned around and slowly walked towards the exit.
The dense crowd silently gave way to a passage.
The heavy steps seem to be stepping on everyone's heart, one step at a time.
Suddenly, the footsteps of the broken army paused, and a charming figure appeared in his sight.
The girl's age is the same as Pojun's, but she is only twelve, but her childish little face has delicate facial features, her eyebrows are affectionate, and her slightly tight clothes highlight her delicate figure to the fullest.
Lin Xin'er, the flower of the First Basic College of Iron Blood Town, is the absolute supporter of the army.
"Let's go. β
In this class, only when facing this girl did Pojun's indifferent face soften a little.
The familiar voice made the girl's body move unconsciously, and Lianbu moved lightly, but at this moment, a small white hand pulled her behind her back. A word was drawn on her back in an instant.
Three.
Like a thunderbolt, it instantly shattered Lin Xin'er's heart. The next moment, the footsteps she had just moved out were retracted.
Po Jun was slightly stunned, and then suddenly, stared straight at Lin Xin'er's familiar cheek for a quarter of an hour, and finally smiled sadly, turned around and left, his back was a little staggering, and he was more disheartened.
After this incident, the already suppressed atmosphere suddenly became even heavier. It's breathless.
Lin Xin'er looked at the stumbling back of the broken army, a trace of unbearability and distress flashed in her eyes, and her gentle steps were about to move. But the woman next to her seemed to know her thoughts, and whispered, "He has fallen." β
Lin Xin'er's body stiffened suddenly, and she looked at Po Jun with complicated eyes, but her footsteps didn't move a bit. Her life is to follow the great hero who stands up to the sky, and a fallen genius, no matter how good her feelings are, will not be able to help her.
The oppressive atmosphere was broken by a cold voice at the moment when the broken army was about to step out of the body testing hall.
"Waste. β
The pace of the broken army suddenly paused, and his gaze shot coldly in the direction of the voice.
The people who were targeted by him only felt that their bodies were cold, their scalps were numb, and they subconsciously avoided thinking of the murderous reputation of the broken army in the past.
The crowd rolled like a wave, and finally, the eyes of the broken army locked on to the source of the sound.
It was a pale man, and after Pojun's gaze locked on him, the face that was fairer than paper seemed to be even paler.
"Li Wu, fight to the death. β
Po Jun's resolute face, which was not like that of a twelve-year-old child, finally changed a little, and the expression was like a fierce beast staring at its prey, which made people feel uneasy. It was obviously the announcement of the death war, but the tone was as flat as ordering a dish at a restaurant tea shop.
Everyone's hearts trembled, and at this moment, everyone finally remembered the madness of breaking the army.
Especially Li Wu, in the fierce and vicious gaze of the broken army, he was timid, and he retreated. In the face of the casual declaration of war by the broken army, he did not dare to accept it. He knew that this terrible madman would really kill him in a fight to the death, just like he had killed his brother two years earlier.
"Soft eggs. β
Looking at Li Wu's cowardly appearance, Po Jun turned his head in disdain. He was a little disappointed, although Li Tao was hateful, his backbone was still there, and his younger brother was so useless.
At the moment when Pojun left the Body Measurement Hall, everyone felt a sudden lightness in their hearts, as if a big stone smashed on their bodies had disappeared.
It was only at this time that there was a commotion in the crowded hall.
"Three percent, three percent. It's simply impossible. β
"The number one murderer in Iron Blood Town, the permeability of his body is only three percent, God, is this a joke?"
"Evil is rewarded, only three percent. β
"In the future, the people of the second courtyard will come to step on the field, and who of us can defend the dignity of the first courtyard in the first battle. β
Looking at the faces of those people, Lin Xin'er's eyes flashed with disdain. Even if these people saw the fact that the permeability of the broken army was only 3 percent, they did not dare to talk about it in front of him, so it is conceivable that they were afraid of breaking the army.
But with a slight sigh in her heart, Lin Xin'er knew that these were temporary, with the profundity of the realm, the permeability of the body became more and more important, and the broken army would soon be overtaken by them, and finally the former genius would completely fall to the altar.
"Next, Lin Xin'er. β
Tutor Wood's voice sounded faintly, and the side room was suddenly quiet again. A pair of slightly fiery eyes firmly locked on the girl's cheeks.
Among the 100 classes and 5,000 students in one hospital, the only one who can be ranked with the murderer is this girl who dominates the whole hospital. In the past, no one dared to approach her, but now it is different.
Lin Xin'er's charming cheeks converged slightly, and there was a hint of firmness in her eyes, and she stepped forward quickly, and took the body test crystal with ease.
Glancing towards the exit again, Lin Xin'er closed her eyes.
I'm sorry, but only the strong can participate in my life, and you are already disqualified.
Dazzling light burst out from within the body crystal, and the terrifying light formed a gorgeous number.
"Seventy, seventy percent transparency. β
Wood's mouth was wide open and he was incoherent. That faint disgust that Lin Xin'er had for the ruthlessness of the broken army had long been thrown into that corner, and his eyes and mind had been completely filled with this number. His arms had become a little trembling with excitement.
"It's actually seventy, my God, we haven't had such a genius in the six basic colleges of Iron Blood Town for many years. β
"Once in a century, once in a century. β
"We don't have to be afraid of the people in the Second House anymore. β
Listening to the bursts of envy from the crowd, Lin Xin'er's heart was gradually filled with great joy. She knew her talent was good, but she didn't expect it to be so good.
It is conceivable that from today onwards, she will soar into the sky, and the resources of the academy will be tilted towards her.
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At this moment, no one remembers that there was once a genius called Po Jun.