Wang Hao unloaded a piece of ore weighing a thousand catties, and sighed helplessly: "This world is really boring!"

That's right, Wang Hao originally didn't belong to this world, he was an ordinary middle school student on the earth, after fighting in the Internet café for a day and a night, he finally cleared the game, but his eyes were black, and he inexplicably crossed into this world called Yuanwu Continent.

"I don't mind crossing over, but the original owner of this body is too poor, right?"

Wang Hao has fused the memories of this life, he is fourteen years old this year, he is a descendant of the Wang family in Xuefeng City, but because of the early death of his parents, he did not enjoy the treatment of any descendants, he has outstanding talent, he has already reached the peak of the martial arts realm, but because he does not have the support of the family, he has not awakened the bloodline for a long time, and he cannot break through to the Yuanwu realm.

The bloodline is the unique talent of the martial artists of the Yuanwu Continent, the stronger the bloodline, the greater the future achievements of the martial artist, it can be said that the bloodline is the foundation of the martial artist!

Wang Hao, who couldn't see any hope in the family, resolutely ran away and went to the Snow Sword Gate, hoping to worship under the Snow Sword Gate and get the protection of the sect.

There is a rule in the Snow Sword Gate, and all those who participate in the assessment, whether they are children of nobles or warriors of the cold gate, must hand over fifty yuan stones.

Fifty yuan stone is not much, even if it is a poor warrior with money, he can take it out by gritting his teeth, but the family does not give a penny except for Wang Hao's monthly necessities.

Fortunately, Xuejianmen opened up a mine for the Hanmen warriors at the foot of the mountain, and every 10,000 catties of iron ore dug could get a yuan stone.

Wang Hao had been in the mine for three months and had already obtained forty-two Yuan Stones, but there were only three days left before the Snow Sword Gate entry assessment.

Just when Wang Hao was recalling, a strong qi was pumped towards his cheeks, and a loud whip sounded, Wang Hao held the leather whip in his hand, raised his head angrily, and saw a fat man looking at him with a hideous face.

The fat man in front of him is named Zhou Xiong, a registered disciple of the Snow Sword Sect, and also the supervisor of this mine, Zhou Xiong doesn't know why, he always looks at him unpleasantly, and in the past three months, Wang Hao has been deducted more than a dozen yuan stones.

It was precisely in order to make up for the Yuan Shi that was deducted, and the original Wang Hao was exhausted to death.

"Wang Hao, you are lazy again, the total amount of mining today has been reduced by three thousand catties!"

"Dead fatty, don't deceive people too much!" Wang Hao was furious, and there was murderous intent in his eyes.

Zhou Xiong couldn't help but shudder, and then he suddenly woke up, "I am a registered disciple of the Snow Sword Sect, why would I be afraid of him as a martial artist of the Cold Sect?"

Zhou Xiong was annoyed and angry, "You go to the easternmost mine to mine today, less than 10,000 catties, you don't even think of a yuan stone!"

After hearing this, Wang Hao's clenched fists loosened, he knew that Zhou Xiong's strength was stronger than him, and he was in charge of the entire mine, so it was really unwise to go against him now.

"Zhou Xiong, don't let my strength surpass yours, otherwise I will let you know how to write the word regret!" Liu Feng secretly swore in his heart as he walked.

Looking at the back of Wang Hao's departure, the surrounding teenagers whispered, "The easternmost mine, I heard that someone died in it a few days ago, and the reason has not yet been clarified, Zhou Xiong is going to put Wang Hao to death!"

"Where did Wang Hao offend Zhou Xiong?"

"I heard that Zhou Xiong accepted benefits from others, so he targeted Wang Hao everywhere. ”

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Wang Hao came to the easternmost mine and began to mine silently, but after digging for a while, he sat on the ground.

"I'm too tired today, so I'd better rest first. ”

Just as Wang Hao was about to close his eyes and take a nap, a low roar suddenly came from the depths of the mine.

Wang Hao woke up suddenly, only to see a fierce beast rushing out from the depths of the mine.

"Drill Mountain Beast!" Wang Hao felt a chill in his heart, the Diamond Mountain Beast was a fierce beast in the first realm of the Yuanwu Realm, he was not an opponent!

The speed of the Drill Mountain Beast was very fast, and it came to Wang Hao in the blink of an eye, Wang Hao smashed out his fists with all his might, but he couldn't shake the other party in the slightest.

Wang Hao slammed into the wall, he spat blood from his mouth, and his anger was like a gossamer.

"Is this the end of my life? It is said that the traverser is invincible, why didn't I, the traverser, get any benefits?"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Hao suddenly heard a crisp voice in his mind.

"Ding!"

"The Kowloon system is activated, and the host is detected!"

"The test is complete, the system is activated!"

In Wang Hao's mind, an interface appeared, and there were seven buttons on the interface, which were marked "Items", "Tasks", "Bloodlines", "Talents", "Sub-classes", "Malls", and "Achievements".

Next to the seven buttons is Wang Hao's own attribute - Martial Disciple Realm Ninefold, with an experience value of 99/100.

Wang Hao looked at this interface dumbfounded, "Isn't this the game interface?" This interface is exactly the game that Wang Hao played before he crossed over.