Chapter 2 The Power of Meteor Tears!

Wang Feng jumped directly from the boulder.

Auxiliary punch card system?

I know that Goldfinger may be late, but never be absent!

"Meteor Tears... Isn't this the golden finger of the protagonist in [Star Change]?"

For the first time in six years, Wang Feng was so excited.

As a small house, all kinds of anime novels are naturally not a problem.

The Change of the Stars is also a very famous novel.

Among them, the golden finger of the protagonist Qin Yu is Meteor Tears, which is the condensation of the energy gathered after the death of the legendary goddess of life.

In the early stage, it can greatly increase the speed of absorbing the vitality of the heavens and the earth, and at the same time, it also has a strong recovery ability. The protagonist Qin Yu used this thing to break through the limits of the human body again and again in the early stage, becoming more and more powerful!

And as you get stronger, you can slowly develop more abilities.

"With this thing, even if I don't know the unique skills in Tang San's Xuantian Treasure Records... As long as I practice beyond the limit again and again, my body will become incomparably strong!"

After Wang Feng was excited, he quickly calmed down and began to think.

Now that you have golden fingers, you can't salt fish for the time being.

With the hope of becoming stronger, Wang Feng is full of motivation, feeling that his whole body is full of strength, and the future seems to be bright...

So, Wang Feng continued to lie on the boulder, turned over by the way, and thought again with the blue silver grass in his mouth.

"As the auxiliary punching system said, Meteor Tears will arrive at night. It's useless to rush now... I'll think about it first, how to exercise."

Wang Feng suddenly felt fortunate.

When he was on Earth, he watched a lot of various training videos, such as abs rippers, Russian stand-up, special forces devil training...

I often look excited tossing and turning in the quilt... Then, I threw it into my favorites to eat ashes.

practice? does not exist.

That thing, when practiced, is simply deadly.

If you don't have a few years of hard work, you can't even think of any achievements. If one is not good, it is easy to make mistakes.

With Meteor Tears, it will be different, the time will be greatly reduced, and the efficiency will not be improved, and nothing will happen.

"According to the time that Grandpa Jack said... Brother Tao should come to the Spirit Hall of the Holy Spirit Village in a month for the awakening ceremony..."

Wang Feng thought to himself, "If I check in at the Spirit Hall of the Holy Spirit Village, I can get extra rewards if I can check in with the innate full soul power... That is to say, within this month, I need to reach the innate full soul power... Like Just like the little three…”

"However, Xiao San has been cultivating for several years, and only during the awakening ceremony, awakened with innate soul power..."

"One month... It seems that I have to eat or drink..."

While thinking about it, Wang Feng took time to return to the Holy Spirit Village to have a meal, and then hurried out again.

until night.

As night fell and the breeze was breezy, Wang Feng looked at the starry sky and waited quietly on a high platform outside a small forest.

"Meteor Tears, it should have fallen with meteors, right?"

Wang Feng stared at the night.

Suddenly, a ray of light appeared, piercing the dark sky, and a meteor came from the distant sky towards Wang Feng's position!

"coming!"

Wang Feng widened his eyes, stared straight at the meteor, and smashed him directly, "Damn... wouldn't it kill me directly? Could it be that I, Wang Feng, are going to be the first to be hit by a golden finger? Killed people?"

However, Wang Feng thought too much.

I saw that ray of light, directly from the position of his heart, and bursts of light lines appeared on his chest, beautiful, like a blooming sunflower.

Wang Feng felt as if his heart was beating a few times, and vaguely, he could feel a surge of power.

"My heart, it is difficult to merge with the meteor tears..."

Wang Feng looked at the slightly glowing heart,

Secretly said, "Should it become a nuclear reactor?"

Thinking about it, Wang Feng's heart was agitated, and he ran frantically straight ahead, trying to see if his body had changed.

But after running for a while, Wang Feng felt numb in his legs and began to feel dizzy...

"The body hasn't gotten stronger... It seems that a certain limit needs to be reached before the power of Meteor Tears can be stimulated..."

Wang Feng gritted his teeth.

In this grove, the road is relatively rugged, and it is far more tiring to run than ordinary roads. With a six-year-old body, he runs at a high intensity for more than ten minutes.

Wang Feng felt that his breathing was a little suffocated, and he couldn't breathe at all.

"This golden finger can't be fake, right?"

Wang Feng felt that every time he took another step, there was another will in his mind, tempting himself, as if saying: "Stop, run further, you will die... don't hold on... it's useless..."

"Get rough! I want to become stronger! I want a girl, I want martial arts, I want innate soul power, and I have to pretend! You can't confuse me!"

Wang Feng roared in his heart, "I have golden fingers. If I can't hold on, I, Wang Feng, are really an iron waste!"

While shouting and insisting in his heart, Wang Feng continued to run.

As if to vent the unwillingness of the mediocre more than 20 years in the previous life, as well as the few years of crossing over to Douluo Continent, which were just a few big baskets of lemons in Tang San.

Wang Feng's pace was getting slower and slower... His legs began to tremble, his face was red, and his pupils began to diverge.

This is a sign of collapse.

At this time, he had been running for nearly an hour, and the young body of a six-year-old who had not exercised was almost the limit.

Bean-sized beads of sweat flowed down his entire body, soaking his clothes, and his short, broken hair, as if it had just been washed.

Wang Feng felt his consciousness blurred.

"I really used up my will in two lifetimes, no, I can't stop..."

Wang Feng's consciousness felt a little fuzzy, and he didn't know how long he had been running.

It should be almost two hours.

He felt that he had reached the limit.

In this state, the vision has long been blurred...

Boom!

The sluggish feet were directly mixed on a stone, and Wang Feng was mixed on the ground.

After this fall, Wang Feng felt that he was endlessly exhausted, like a tide, coming from all directions...

The body doesn't feel like it's yours anymore.

In this extreme state, Wang Feng has a feeling of being in close contact with the god of death...

It is indeed the case, a little boy who has no exercise, suddenly this kind of high-intensity running, can easily suffocate and die of fatigue.

but…

It was also at this moment that a soft energy slowly radiated from the position of Wang Feng's heart to all parts of the body.

That feeling is ten thousand times more comfortable than a hot spring!

Muscles, joints, and parts of the body that have been worn down by sudden high-intensity workouts quickly begin to recover…

Like rebirth from ashes, under the washing of this energy, the cells seem to have also gained new life and become full of vitality.

"It's so cool..."

Wang Feng almost screamed... how uncomfortable it was just now, how cool it is now.

Moreover, I can almost experience that kind of feeling that every part of the body becomes more powerful under the energy of the meteor tears overflowing!

ten minutes later.

Wang Feng opened his eyes, and with a sudden force on his limbs, he directly stood up.

"After the body exceeds the limit...it becomes stronger, this meteor tear is really powerful, even if I don't know any exercises...it's enough to make me stronger!"

Wang Feng rubbed his fists and felt himself getting stronger with the naked eye, "Not enough, there seems to be a faint energy flowing in my body... Could it be that it is automatically absorbed?"

Wang Feng touched his lower abdomen.

He felt that there was a warm current here...

Wandering along the whole body, or the automatic kind...

"I feel like a seven- or eight-year-old child can be knocked down with one punch now... It's just two hours of exercise..."

Wang Feng clenched his fists, full of excitement, "However, as I become stronger, it will be more difficult to surpass the limit of my body... This warm current should be the key to innate soul power! Is it soul power?"

"Never mind, keep exercising! I'm going to keep going beyond the limit!"

...

In the grove, there was another whirring, whirring sound.

The next morning.

The sky was bright, Tang San had already finished washing up, controlled his breathing all the way, and ran out of the village gate smoothly.

Looking at the already familiar Xiaoshanbao in the distance, Tang San smiled slightly, his eyes fell on the boulder not far away again, stunned.

"Hey, what about Brother Feng?"

Tang San said in surprise.

Usually, at this point, he could see Brother Feng almost every day, lying on the boulder like a fish that was picked up and dried.

There was also a blue silver grass in his mouth.

What, today...it's gone?

see hell.

Tang San thought to himself, looking around, Tang San suddenly saw a familiar figure leaning on a tree trunk in the grove in front of him, still holding a piece of blue silver grass in his mouth.

Squinting, looking leisurely.

"Brother Feng, how did you change your posture today?"

Tang San walked over and asked curiously, "The uneven traces on the boulder should have been laid flat by you, right?"

"..." Wang Feng raised his head, opened his eyes, and looked at Tang San.

Suddenly, at this moment, Tang San felt that Brother Feng was a little different.

Unable to speak.

In Brother Feng's eyes, although still lazy, it has a sharper taste, just like Dad, although he is lazy all the year round, but when he is forging iron, he occasionally shows a sharp look, which makes Tang San feel relieved shock.

It even gave him a small sense of oppression, and even his body seemed to be a little taller.

"Little San'er, people always have to go higher. Brother Feng, it's time for me to move."

Wang Feng said lightly.

After a night of training, when the sun was about to rise, he finally surpassed his own limit for the second time, and was once again washed by the energy overflowing from the meteor tears.

Got stronger!

"Then, will you work out with me today?"

Tang San smiled and pointed to the hill in front of him, "However, Brother Feng, you haven't exercised for a long time. You should start with basic jogging..."

At this moment, Wang Feng suddenly patted Tang San's shoulder somewhat heavily, his voice a little low:

"Little San'er, in fact, Brother Feng didn't tell you in the past few years... That hill was conquered by me a long time ago."

Hearing this, Tang San was stunned, and couldn't help but smile.

shit!

Brother Feng, you have been lying down every day for the past few years, watching me exercise, do you conquer the air?

That hill is more than 100 meters long, and it is extremely rugged. Even if you exercise with me every day, you may not be able to climb it.

Tang San knew that he had cultivated the Xuan Tian Gong, and his physical quality had already surpassed his peers, so he could easily climb up.

After thinking about it, Tang San said cautiously:

"This, Brother Feng... it's already dawn..."

"..." Wang Feng.

Co-author, do you think I'm talking in my sleep?

The corners of Wang Feng's mouth twitched, he smiled lightly, and walked towards the small mountain bag full of anger.

"Alright, little San! Brother Feng, you never brag!"

Wang Feng laughed loudly, his hands were like pliers, he grabbed the stone on the mountain wall, kicked his foot, and quickly climbed up towards the hill.

Seeing this scene, Tang San suddenly widened his eyes, watching in disbelief...