Volume 1 The Beginning of the Journey Chapter 2 Goldfinger [Ask for Recommendation, Collection]

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The sky was dark, and the sun had just risen, dyeing the horizon purple and gold.

In Wang Jue's room, he was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with his hands on his knees, in a cultivation posture.

This is a widely known basic breathing method, and any child who has been tested, whether they are gifted or not, will be taught this practice by their teachers.

Time passed slowly, Wang Jue's face began to redden, his breath became a little short, and his body began to sweat.

When the sun had fully risen, he lay down on the bed with a tired face, gasping for breath.

"Hoo ......"

Wang Jue exhaled slightly, and a trace of joy flashed in his eyes: "It's been nine years...... I can finally feel the star power, this feeling is too wonderful, but too little. ”

"I really envy those people with high talents, it is estimated that their cultivation speed is also very amazing......

Wang Jue got up and leaned against the wall at the head of the bed, looking at the purple morning sun outside the window, the morning light shining on his face through the window, handsome and picturesque: "Forging the body realm, let's talk to my father later, I can finally buy cultivation exercises." ”

Thinking about it, Wang Jue's brows suddenly furrowed slightly, and a look of annoyance appeared on his face.

Because of his illness, he didn't go to school for a few days, and he learned from his predecessor that he had exams left two months away.

Although the examination for junior high school is not as concerned as that for high school and university, any junior high school student wants to go to the best school, and Wang Jue's goal is Yongan College.

Jiangnan City is very large, although there are many high schools in various towns, but almost all of them are ordinary high schools, and the high schools of the martial artists are called martial arts schools, and the more famous ones are the top 100 high school martial arts schools!

Yongan College is the closest top 100 college to Peace Town, ranking ninety-nine.

If you cultivate to reach the fifth level of forging the body, it is not that you have no chance of being admitted at all, but the chance is too small, and only those who have reached the seventh or eighth level can be considered safe.

As for breaking through the Forging Body Realm and reaching the Yunling Realm, it goes without saying much, the goals of these people will definitely be placed in the top ten martial arts high schools, and the top ten martial arts high schools are estimated to be unfavorable.

You must know that those people of the same age as Wang Jue have the lowest cultivation of the four-fold forging body, and there are several sixth, seventh-fold, if the former does not want to be in the top 100 martial arts high schools, then some are ordinary high schools, and the latter If they want to choose to go to the top 100 colleges, as long as there are no problems in the exam, basically there is no need to worry about not being able to pass the exam.

Wang Jue felt a huge pressure coming, but he was not discouraged, but showed a determined look in his eyes: "Giving up is not my style, who can know what will happen in the future, and then I will work harder to cultivate, I hope that when the exam comes, I will be able to make all the breakthroughs." ”

Sensing that his physical strength had almost recovered, Wang Jue didn't think much about it, got off the bed, and stretched.

"Xiao Jue'er, breakfast is ready!"

At this moment, a crisp and gentle voice came from outside the door.

"It's coming!"

Wang Jue responded and turned around and walked towards the door.

When I opened the door, I saw a petite girl with a ponytail and fair skin, stopped at the door, and when I saw Wang Jue, I opened my hands for the first time and said coquettishly: "Brother, hug!"

Wang Jue accepted the memory of his predecessor, and naturally knew the existence of such a sister Wang Xiaoyu.

Originally, he was still a little worried, worried that his 'impostor' would be recognized, but his parents were not worried, believing that he could not show flaws, and it was his sister who was difficult.

It is said that children's intuition is very accurate, and now seeing his sister's pestering appearance, Wang Jue suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

One big and one small looked at each other, Wang Jue noticed the expectation in his sister's eyes, and stretched out his hand to gently rub her little head.

Looking at my sister's big eyes and pouting her little mouth to get angry, that cute appearance.

Wang Jue accepted it when he saw it, and walked towards the living room with his sister in his arms, but said in his mouth: "Xiao Yu'er, you should lose weight, you are fat again!"

"Big bad, let me go. Wang Xiaoyu struggled to beat Wang Jue's arms, not knowing that the brother in front of him had changed his soul.

Wang Jue didn't plan to let go of his sister, but when he saw his sister show off his little tiger teeth, he immediately put her down from the heart.

Wang Xiaoyu, who got out of his brother's arms, glared at Wang Jue with some dissatisfaction, and then clenched his little fist and hit Wang Jue's thigh, and then ran to the kitchen to complain angrily: "Mom! brother, he hates it so much......"

The queen mother Liu Wenjing didn't pay attention to her, but urged Wang Jue: "When you wake up, go and wash up and get ready for breakfast." ”

didn't achieve the desired effect, Wang Xiaoyu was unwilling, and cried and went to Wang Jianbin: "Dad, Wang Jue is a big villain and bullying me again, you quickly beat him!"

As he spoke, he didn't forget to stare at Wang Jue with red eyes.

Wang Jue couldn't help laughing, ignoring his sister's temper tantrum and turning around and entering the bathroom.

The queen mother who poked her head out of the kitchen and the royal father, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room watching the news, looked at each other and shook their heads with a wry smile.

Situations like this happen several times a day, and even though they are already surprised, they still feel very helpless.

It stands to reason that other people's brothers and sisters get along very well, why do my own brothers and sisters seem to be 'enemies'.

The other side.

Wang Jue entered the bathroom and just closed the door.

There was a sudden sharp pain in his brain, as if someone had inserted an iron rod into his brain and stirred it vigorously.

Wang Jue felt that his eyes were dark, and he hurriedly held on to the wall, so as not to let himself fall, looking at the face in the mirror in front of him, his handsome face was now very pale, cold sweat kept breaking out on his forehead, his black hair was soaked and stuck to his forehead, and his black eyes were full of pain.

Next second!

Another sharp pain came from his mind, compared to the last time, this time the sharp pain directly made Wang Jue cover his head with both hands, and the whole squatted on the ground at once, gritting his teeth and not daring to make any sound, for fear of being heard by his parents in the living room.

The sharp pain in his brain became more and more serious, making Wang Jue's heart couldn't help but feel a trace of fear.

I've just crossed over, and I haven't done anything yet, so I can't be hurt to death?

Gradually, Wang Jue felt that his body began to become weak, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

"Is this what it feels like before death?"

Wang Jue wanted to pull the corners of his mouth, intending to laugh at himself before he died, but found that his facial muscles had become so stiff that he seemed to have lost the ability to move.

"Dying in the bathroom, I guess only novels from previous lives would dare to write like this, right?"

Rumble!

Just when Wang Jue was about to lose consciousness, a deafening roar suddenly sounded in his brain, as if opening the world, which directly shocked Wang Jue's spirit, as if the land that had been dry for a long time was injected with a stream of clear springs, and the original Caesar's scattered consciousness returned to his body again.

The pitch-black sight shook with his spirit, and his consciousness returned to his body, and Wang Jue couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his somewhat dry lips, he shouldn't be dead, right?

Wang Jue leaned against the wall behind him, staggered to his feet, and glanced at the mirror in front of him.

I found myself in the mirror as pale as paper, no trace of blood was visible at all, my hair and hair were all soaked, and my eyes flashed with a blank look.

Seeing this, Wang Jue subconsciously pulled the corners of his mouth, and after seeing the person in the mirror who was exactly the same as himself doing the same thing as him, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It seems that I really am not dead, it feels so good to be alive!"

But what was going on just now?

Wang Jue recalled the earth-shattering roar in his mind before his consciousness dissipated, and his heart was full of doubts.

It didn't matter, he felt that something was different in himself, and he could clearly feel it, but he couldn't find the reason.

Wang Jue hurriedly looked up at the mirror, intending to see if there had been any changes in himself.

When he saw his eyes turn purple in the mirror, he panicked.

No, why did my eyes suddenly turn from black to purple?

Wang Jue, who thought he was hallucinating, couldn't help but rub his eyes, and then looked at the mirror again.

Fuck, your uncle, I guess I'm not mistaken?

Hell this is!

Before he could figure out what it was all about, he saw something appear in front of his eyes that stunned him.

[Name: Wang Jue]

[Repair: Forging body one heavy]

[Talent: Red Rank (Lower Grade)]

【Star Source:1】

Wang Jue's eyes suddenly widened, looking at the panel in front of him, and his heartbeat accelerated violently.

Could this be ......

He couldn't help but swallow, feeling like his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

In order to determine whether what he saw was true, Wang Jue rubbed his eyes again, and then forcibly resisted the thought of looking at the mirror, and turned his head slightly to look at the wall.

The panels were still in front of him, but they had been moved from the mirror to the wall.

At this moment, he finally believed what he said in the novel of his previous life.

Goldfinger may be late, but it will never be absent!

If he guessed correctly, this should be his golden finger, right?!

Could it be that he is really the son of luck in this world?

Wang Jue looked at the panel in front of him, and found that there was a green plus sign behind the talent, and the cultivation he valued more was blank and nothing!

After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his slightly trembling fingers, and carefully touched the plus sign behind his talent with his index finger.

However, instead of touching the entity, his index finger went straight through the panel and stabbed against the wall in one fell swoop!

Can't touch it?

Wang Jue blinked his eyes that were a little puzzled, and with some reluctance, he reached out again to touch the green plus sign behind the talent, but it was still as if he was touching the air.

What the hell are you going to do with this thing?

Wang Jue was dumbfounded.

Why don't you learn from the novels of your previous life and use your mental power to manipulate it?

Dreams are beautiful, reality is cruel!

Wang Jue tried to communicate spiritual power, but found that no matter what he did, he couldn't feel a trace of spiritual power, let alone manipulate it.

Just as he was about to give up, the panel in front of him disappeared in an instant, and then he could somehow feel an amazing force in his mind.

Seeing this, Wang Jue held the idea of being a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and hurriedly concentrated and began to communicate the huge power in his mind.

It's just that after trying many times, he found that he couldn't attract that huge force at all, not even a small one.

In the end, Wang Jue comforted himself and blamed the inability to communicate on his own cultivation being too low, and after thinking about it, he had no choice but to give up.