Resurrection of Reiki: a Billionfold Talent

With the success of the previous nine levels of cultivation, with the addition of a hundred times the talent bonus, the tenth level is gradually being written on paper.

During this period, Jiang Yuan felt that all kinds of whimsical thoughts would appear in his brain. As soon as he encountered difficulties, he was broken through in an instant, and even more inferred from one case, a pen was almost never stagnant.

In just one hour, the tenth volume was written down so incredible.

Almost at the moment of perfecting the tenth level, Jiang Yuan clearly understood everything. If he wanted to, he could punch ten times as much as the shock fist.

Thinking of this, even he couldn't help taking a breath.

"It's terrifying... This is still a hundredfold talent. If it goes to the next level, what about a thousandfold talent? Ten thousand times? Hundreds of millions?"

Jiang Yuan shuddered when he thought of the billion-fold talent.

Under the support of such talent, everything in the world has no secrets in front of him.

He didn't struggle with this issue for a long time. He wanted to continue the deduction in one go, to see where his limits were and whether he could make further progress.

At the same time, Jiang Hao, the eldest son of Jiang Yuan, stood on the training ground of the community, with his eyes closed and his brows clenched, as if he was suffering great pain, and he swung out with a fist. heat.

This is the blood-filled, boiling rhythm.

"Xiaohao! Can't help it! You are only one step away from being a warrior, don't give up."

In Jiang Hao's ear, the little man inside his wrist kept making noises, encouraging him to continue.

"Think about your father, think about your mother, your father is in his [-]s, and he is still exercising every day for you and your sister, just to support you. Be happy."

"As long as you keep getting stronger, you can even find all kinds of good things. Even if you extend the life of your parents, it's not a problem to live for hundreds or even thousands of years..."

Listening to these tempting voices, Zhang Hao threw his fists wildly, and the sound of blood boiling on his body became even more turbulent.

boom……

As if a certain part of his body was suddenly opened, Zhang Hao suddenly opened his eyes, and an unprecedented feeling filled his body.

He knew that he had finally rushed into the ranks of warriors, and this feeling was a clear sign.

"Not bad, not bad... The talent is okay, but the willpower is very strong. Keep up the good work. The mere warriors are only the lowest level. But congratulations to you. From this moment on, your father is no longer your opponent."

Zhang Hao didn't say a word, feeling the powerful power in his body, a smile finally appeared on his face.

At the same moment, Jiang Yuan's pen tip slowly stopped, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

The eleventh stage of the Zhenquan method was actually deduced by him and written on the paper.

"Eleven times the increase..."

Jiang Yuan's heart is full of excitement, there is a kind of pride, and there is an indescribable excitement. He has a feeling of opening the door to a new world, a hundred times the talent, it is really unbelievable.

"I haven't reached the limit yet, and I feel like I can still play."

Such a thought popped up in his heart, and even he was startled.

Normally, such a recipe, especially a recipe for a huge increase in combat power, can comprehend even if you have an extraordinary talent, a genius, let alone surpass your predecessors and deduce the later stage.

If such a situation spreads out and does not know how many people will be frightened to death, I am afraid that the entire high-level human race will be a sensation.

You must know that in the whole world, the exercises that martial artists practice now are basically found in the ruins. Human beings themselves don’t even have one that can create exercises on their own.

Even the three giants of all mankind cannot suppress the existence of the earth.

But Jiang Yuan did it.

"Hundred times talent is so terrifying." When Jiang Yuan muttered to himself, he heard footsteps in the corridor.

Jiang Yuan, relying on his familiarity with his children, could clearly hear the footsteps of his son, he didn't care, and continued to invest in the twelfth-level deduction.

In a blink of an eye, a day passed by like that.

When his wife, Murong Qingyue woke up, she saw that her husband was still lying on the table, using the light to continuously swipe brush and ink on the paper.

"Old man, you didn't sleep this night?"

Murong Qingyue's voice resounded, and only temporarily interrupted Jiang Yuan's thoughts.

"I slept. I slept in the middle of the night. When I was older, I woke up in the middle of the night and continued to write something." Jiang Yuanyuan continued to write without raising his head.

Murong Qingyue didn't say anything, just dressed sparsely and went out to make breakfast.

When it was time for breakfast, Jiang Yuan hadn't come down yet, so he asked his daughter to call. Jiang Yuan directly said that he was not hungry and asked them to eat first.

During the meal, Jiang Hao was very silent, as if he had something on his mind.

Chapter [-]: Qi Collapse Fist

As the so-called knower is better than a mother, Murong Qingyue couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with Xiaohao? Is there anything on your mind?"

Jiang Hao lowered his head and didn't say a word for a long time, and finally said, "Mom! I want to drop out of school, if it is a martial arts hall."

Murong Qingyue was stunned for a moment, then frowned, "Didn't you graduate in a year? Why do you want to drop out at this time?"

Zhang Hao didn't say a word, but Murong Xue laughed and said, "Brother! You dare to say it in front of Mom, you go and tell Dad! I promise Dad can break your dog's legs."

"How did you talk!" Murong Qingyue glared at her daughter, a little dissatisfied, and said to Jiang Hao, "I can't sit still on this matter, discuss it with your father!"

Zhang Hao nodded, stopped talking, and continued to eat.

He understands his father's stinky temper, and if he really dares to say such a thing, he can really chase after him.