The Power of the Meteor Tear!

Chapter 0002 The Power of the Meteor Tear! Wang Feng gritted his teeth. For the first time in six years, Wang Feng felt this excited. Wang Feng rubbed his hands together, feeling himself growing stronger by the naked eye. "Not enough. There seems to be a faint energy flowing through my body... Could it be, automatic absorption?" But after running for only a short while, Wang Feng felt his legs go numb and began to feel dizzy... "One month... It looks like I'll have to go without food or drink for this..." Wang Feng stared into the dark night. "It's coming!" Stellar Transformations is also a very famous novel. Wang Feng widened his eyes, staring straight at the meteor as it smashed directly toward him. "Holy crap... won't it just smash me to death? Could it be that I, Wang Feng, am going to be the first person to be killed by a golden finger?" After thinking for a moment, Tang San said cautiously: I can't say. "After the body exceeds its limits... it grows stronger. This Meteor Tear is indeed very powerful. Even if I don't know any cultivation techniques... it is enough to make me grow increasingly stronger!" His sluggish feet tripped directly over a stone, and Wang Feng was thrown to the ground. Furthermore, he could almost personally experience the feeling of every part of his body becoming stronger under the cleansing of the energy overflowing from the Meteor Tear! Wang Feng almost cried out... truly, the more miserable he felt just a moment ago, the more refreshing it felt now. Night fell, a cool breeze blew, and Wang Feng looked at the star-filled sky, waiting quietly on a high platform outside a small grove. Wang Feng opened his eyes, exerted force with his limbs, and pushed himself up. What the hell. When he was on Earth, he watched many, many training videos—Ab Ripper, planche, special forces devil training... Wang Feng roared in his heart, "I have a damn golden finger! If I still can't persist, then I, Wang Feng, am truly a piece of trash!" "Get lost! I want to become stronger! I want girls, I want a Martial Soul, I want Innate Full Soul Power, and I want to show off! Don't you even think about seducing me!" Once he collapsed, Wang Feng felt endless exhaustion surging toward him from all directions like a tide... Sweat beads the size of beans flowed all over his body, soaking his clothes, and his short, messy hair looked as if it had just been washed. He saw that ray of light dart directly into his heart, causing light patterns to ripple across his chest, magnificent and beautiful, like a blooming sunflower. "This is too good..." After the excitement passed, Wang Feng quickly calmed down and began to think. "According to the time Grandpa Jack mentioned... Brother Tao should be coming to the Holy Soul Village Martial Soul Hall in a month for the awakening ceremony..." At this moment, Wang Feng suddenly patted Tang San on the shoulder with some heaviness, his voice sounding a bit low: Wang Feng looked at his slightly glowing heart and thought to himself, "It wouldn't have turned into a nuclear reactor, would it?" The fact was indeed so; for a little boy with no training, such high-intensity running could easily lead to suffocation or death from exhaustion. "Eh, where's Brother Feng?" A panting sound came from the small grove again. Wang Feng's consciousness felt a bit blurred; he didn't even know how long he had been running. "This, Brother Feng... the sky is already bright..." Wang Feng's mouth twitched, and he smiled indifferently, walking toward the small hill with an air of arrogance. "..." Wang Feng. Auxiliary Check-in System? Wang Feng's pace grew slower and slower... His legs began to tremble, his face turned crimson, and his pupils began to dilate. With the Meteor Tear, it was different; the time required was greatly reduced, the efficiency was improved, and he would definitely not run into trouble. Boom! Suddenly, a ray of light appeared, cutting through the pitch-black sky, and a meteor streaked from the distant horizon toward Wang Feng's location! Brother Feng, have you been lying down there every day for the past few years watching me train, just to conquer the air? In this state, his vision had long since blurred... "The body didn't get stronger... It seems I need to reach a certain limit to trigger the power of the Meteor Tear..." That small hill is at least a hundred meters high and extremely rugged; even if you trained with me every day, you might not be able to climb it. "Brother Feng, why did you change your posture today?" With the hope of becoming stronger, Wang Feng was full of motivation, feeling power throughout his body; the future seemed bright... This was a sign of collapse. However... as a small otaku, all kinds of anime and novels were naturally no problem for him. In this extreme state, Wang Feng felt like he was having intimate contact with the Grim Reaper... Tang San said in surprise. Wang Feng touched his lower abdomen. While thinking, Wang Feng took a moment to return to Holy Soul Village for a meal, then hurriedly ran back out. And as he grew stronger, he could slowly develop more abilities. Ten minutes later. Until nightfall. Wang Feng said indifferently. Seeing this scene, Tang San widened his eyes, looking at it in disbelief... "I feel like I could knock down a seven or eight-year-old kid with one punch now... and this was only two hours of training..." Training? Non-existent. He felt he had already reached his limit. Wang Feng felt that with every extra step he ran, another will in his mind was tempting him, as if saying: "Stop, if you keep running, you will die... Don't persist... It's useless..." I knew it, the golden finger might be late, but it will never be absent! It even gave him a slight sense of oppression, and his body seemed to have grown a bit taller. Wang Feng clenched his fists, extremely excited, "However, as I become stronger, it will become harder to exceed my body's limits... This warm current should be the key to Innate Full Soul Power! Could it be soul power?" It was also at this moment that a gentle energy slowly radiated from Wang Feng's heart to all parts of his body. Wang Feng thought to himself, "If I can check in at the Holy Soul Village Martial Soul Hall with Innate Full Soul Power, I can get extra rewards... That is to say, within this month, I need to reach Innate Full Soul Power... just like Little San..." In the early stages, it could greatly increase the speed of absorbing the world's essence while possessing extremely strong recovery capabilities. The protagonist, Qin Yu, relied on this item in the beginning to break through human limits time and time again, becoming increasingly powerful! The muscles and joints worn out by the sudden high-intensity exercise, as well as all parts of his body, quickly began to recover... Wang Feng suddenly felt a bit fortunate. "Little San, people always have to aim higher. It's time for Brother Feng to move to a new place." Tang San knew that he had cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill, and his physical fitness had long surpassed his peers, which was why he could climb up so easily. "I really used up the willpower of both my lifetimes. No, I can't stop..." Stronger! "Little San, actually, Brother Feng hasn't told you these past few years... that small hill was conquered by me a long time ago." "Could this heart of mine have merged with the Meteor Tear..." He still had a piece of Blue Silver Grass in his mouth. That thing, training with it, was simply deadly. Tang San walked over and asked curiously, "The uneven marks on that boulder should have been flattened by you lying there; it shouldn't be poking you, right?" However, Wang Feng had overthought it. My ass! Suddenly, at this moment, Tang San felt that this Brother Feng was a little different. It flowed through his whole body, and it was the fully automatic kind... Wang Feng jumped straight off the boulder. "With this thing, even if I don't know the ultimate techniques in Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record... as long as I exceed my limits time and time again, my body will become incomparably powerful!" Tang San thought to himself and looked around. Tang San suddenly saw a familiar figure in the small grove ahead, leaning against a tree trunk, still with a piece of Blue Silver Grass in his mouth. Without a few years of effort, don't even think about achieving anything; if you're not careful, you'll easily develop health problems. His body didn't even feel like his own anymore. It should have been almost two hours, right? "..." Wang Feng raised his head, opened his eyes, and looked at Tang San. "However, Little San has been cultivating for several years and only awakened with Innate Full Soul Power during the awakening ceremony..." He often watched until he was so excited that he tossed and turned in bed... and then, then he threw it into his favorites folder to gather dust. "Then, want to train with me today?" Wang Feng laughed loudly, his hands like pincers, grabbing the stones on the cliff, and with a kick of his feet, he climbed up the small hill at high speed. Thinking of this, Wang Feng's heart surged with excitement, and he ran wildly forward, wanting to test if his body had changed. "Whatever, continue training! I must continue to exceed my limits!" "Meteor Tear... isn't this the golden finger of the protagonist in [Stellar Transformations]?" Since he had a golden finger, he couldn't be a salted fish for the time being. Although Brother Feng's eyes were still lazy, they had a bit more sharpness, just like his father, who was usually lazy but would occasionally reveal a sharp gaze when forging iron, making Tang San feel shocked. Hearing this, Tang San was stunned and couldn't help but smile in his heart. "This golden finger isn't fake, is it?" So, you thought I was talking in my sleep? Squinting his eyes, looking leisurely. "The Meteor Tear should have fallen as a meteor, right?" Tang San smiled and pointed to the small hill in front, "However, Brother Feng, you haven't trained in a long time; you should start with basic jogging..." The sky was just beginning to brighten. Tang San had already finished washing up, controlling his breathing, and ran out from the village entrance calmly. Like being reborn from the ashes, under the cleansing of this energy, even his cells seemed to have gained new life, becoming full of vitality. He felt a warm current here... Roaring to persist in his heart, Wang Feng continued to run. That feeling was ten thousand times more comfortable than soaking in a hot spring! It was as if he wanted to vent all the unwillingness of being mediocre for over twenty years in his past life, and all the lemons he had eaten from Tang San in the few years since he transmigrated to the Douluo Continent. Looking at the familiar small hill in the distance, Tang San smiled slightly, his gaze falling on the boulder not far away, and he froze. The golden finger of the protagonist, Qin Yu, was the Meteor Tear, which was the energy condensed from the legendary Goddess of Life after her death. "Watch closely, Little San! Your Brother Feng never brags!" The next morning. This small grove had relatively rugged roads, much more tiring to run on than ordinary paths. For a six-year-old body, running at high intensity for ten minutes... Wang Feng felt his breathing become suffocated; he couldn't catch his breath at all... At this time, he had been running for nearly an hour. For a six-year-old, untrained body, this was almost the limit. Wang Feng felt his consciousness blurring. Usually, at this time, he could see Brother Feng lying on that boulder every day, like a fish that had been scooped up and dried in the sun. "This Auxiliary Check-in System said the Meteor Tear would arrive at night. It's useless to be anxious now... I'll ponder how to train first." Why, today... he's actually gone? After a night of training, as the sun was about to rise, he finally exceeded his own limits for the second time and was once again cleansed by the energy overflowing from the Meteor Tear. Thus, Wang Feng continued to lie on the boulder, turned over by the way, and continued thinking while chewing on the Blue Silver Grass. Wang Feng felt his heart beat a few times, and vaguely, he could feel a surging power.