Double Pupil Eyes

"I never imagined that after 18 years of transmigrating to this world, I would only just unlock my golden finger..."

Fang Yi braced his hands against the bathroom vanity.

The mirror reflected Fang Yi, and within his left eye socket sat a pair of pupils. The outer pupil was like a gemstone encasing the mysterious star-like pupil within; the distance between the two was distinct, and at this moment, they were emitting faint pulses of mysterious purple light.

It looked like nothing of this mortal world.

Before his eyes, golden text manifested upon the surface of the mirror.

["Double Pupil Eyes" growth progress──0.3%]

["?" unlock progress──0%]

Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, and the two lines of golden text and numbers before him vanished in an instant.

"Three days from now is July 1st, the day to head to the dojo for the prospective martial artist exam. This awakening time is just perfect."

Fang Yi then splashed some water on his face, preparing to return to his room.

In his past life, Fang Yi died suddenly at his computer from overwork, and he transmigrated into this world as a newborn.

When he realized this world was Swallowed Star, Fang Yi solidified his resolve to become a martial artist.

Even though he lacked a golden finger at the time, Fang Yi never felt the slightest intention to retreat. Although he often heard people say before he transmigrated, "The Swallowed Star stage is huge, don't come if you don't have a cheat."

But having truly transmigrated, how could he possibly miss the chance to become a martial artist?

Moreover, the Devouring World had one advantage: even if you didn't have a cheat, you could choose to cling to a powerful figure. By clinging to Luo Feng, living a life of luxury would certainly not be a problem.

This was the best choice for those transmigrators without cheats.

Fang Yi originally only wanted to cultivate with all his might, to go as far as he could on the path of a martial artist, never giving up and leaving no regrets. Now that he had awakened these Double Pupil Eyes, it directly solidified his heart that refused to be ordinary.

"It seems there are other changes in my body as well. I feel lighter than before, more adept at controlling myself, and my strength seems to have increased significantly..."

Fang Yi looked at the metal doorknob he had accidentally twisted and broken in his hand.

He could clearly feel that after awakening these Double Pupil Eyes, his physical fitness had also become much stronger!

"I'll go to the dojo to test it out, and while I'm at it, find someone to fix the doorknob."

After tidying up a bit, Fang Yi went to the living room. Before heading out, he looked back at the small house he had lived in for several years.

The house was not large, only 32 square meters, with a one-bedroom, one-living-room layout.

But it was more than enough for one person. Fang Yi had grown up in an orphanage since he could remember. According to the director, he had been left at the orphanage gates right after birth, and his parents' identities remained unknown to this day.

Fang Yi, however, did not care about such matters.

Carrying the memories of his past life, he displayed a maturity far beyond his peers from a young age, though this also made many in the orphanage feel pity for him. By the time he entered his teenage years, he had already begun trying to live independently.

"I won't be able to stay in this place for much longer..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Yi carefully closed the door and left.

He lived in Yangzhou City, where there was a Limit Dojo nearby; it took half an hour by subway to arrive.

On the way, he came to a familiar steamed bun shop and, as usual, bought four meat buns and a large cup of hot soy milk. After hurriedly finishing his breakfast, he walked for about ten minutes and arrived at the entrance of the dojo.

The dojo was massive, far exceeding the size of an ordinary school. At this time, many dojo students were already entering and exiting.

Entering the dojo, Fang Yi immediately went to a corner of the Martial Arts Hall.

Before him stood a Punch Strength Tester for students to use. Looking at the target, Fang Yi assumed a punching stance.

Power rose from the feet, transferred through the waist, and followed through the arm. After taking a deep breath and unleashing his full force, Fang Yi threw his punch──"Bang!"

A gust of wind echoed.

There were few people in the vicinity, and no one paid any attention to Fang Yi in the corner.

The screen above immediately displayed the punch strength value.

"3382kg!"

Looking at the data above, Fang Yi immediately retracted his stance and slowly exhaled. A trace of shock flashed through his eyes.

"It really did increase..."

A week ago, Fang Yi had tested his punch strength.

It had only reached 1057kg.

Now, it had directly reached 3382kg!

Relying on the scores from the previous week, his punch strength test was basically qualified, so Fang Yi shifted his focus to subsequent training in neural reaction and speed.

Nearly a week had passed without testing, but there was definitely improvement during this week.

By this calculation, the improvement brought about by the awakening of his Heavy Pupil was approaching 2300kg.

Could it be that the higher the unlock progress, the greater the improvement? Fang Yi rested his chin in one hand, looking at the reset scores before him, lost in thought.

By now, his punch strength had already exceeded the passing mark.

Three days later would be July 1st.

Relying on these results, passing the prospective martial artist assessment would be no problem... but that was not enough.

"I must demonstrate my current strength as much as possible, gain the attention of the Limit Dojo, and head to the War God Preparatory Camp as quickly as possible."

His thoughts returned to the present.

Luo Feng and the others beside Fang Yi had already started talking about Psychic Masters.

Instructor Jiang Nian then added, "Alright, that's all for today. You three can go home. Remember to take your certificates to get them stamped and enter your citizen identification; you will be notified in a few days... Fang Yi, you stay behind."

Jiang Nian finally turned to Fang Yi, dismissing the other three while keeping him back.

He then led him back to the sixth floor.

Upon arriving, he saw the silver-haired man in the black robe and Chief Instructor Wu Tong standing side by side in the vast martial arts hall, seemingly waiting for something.

When Fang Yi arrived, both Wu Tong and the silver-haired man in the black robe greeted him with smiles.

"Truly diligent. The assessment is over, yet you are still wearing the black weights," the silver-haired man in the black robe said, sounding as if he were teasing, yet also approving.

"The path of martial arts is infinite," Fang Yi replied simply.

The silver-haired man's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he nodded with satisfaction before looking at Wu Tong, who then began to ask questions.

"You didn't use your full strength during this assessment. Although you have already passed, we want to see where your limit lies. Furthermore, as far as I know, your results are excellent, yet you aren't even a senior trainee... Isn't this being a bit too low-key?"

"Was your previous low-key approach just to stand out during this assessment? If that's what you were thinking, then congratulations, you have successfully caught our attention."

Wu Tong's words were serious and earnest.

Jiang Hua, standing to the side, was also looking at Fang Yi with immense curiosity and seriousness.

Fang Yi could feel these three intense gazes.

His calm, ripple-free face finally broke into a smile.

"Very well. Becoming a martial artist is only my first footprint. My current goal is—to enter the War God Preparatory Camp."

Fang Yi's steady and powerful words echoed through the hall.

The silver-haired man in the black robe wore an expression that said he had expected as much.

"Good, then prove it to us!"

Fang Yi did not say anything more; he turned and walked toward the punch strength tester at the edge of the room. Just as before, he covered his eyes and assumed a punching stance.

With an extremely standard posture and the most efficient method possible, he threw a punch as fast as lightning—"Bang!"

During the three days since awakening his Heavy Pupil, Fang Yi had not wasted a single moment.

This punch unleashed the absolute limit of his current self...