Hundreds Of Millions Of Layers Of Armor, The Gods Can't Do Anything To Me

Yecheng No. 1 Middle School.

There was a slightly cool breath in the Ye Feng in the evening, and a few yellowed fallen leaves were rolled up.

"hiss--"

Screaming brakes sounded, and a fiery red Lamborghini sports car stopped at the school gate.

Sitting in the car were Liu Ran and Jiang He who had left the hospital earlier.

"Student Jiang, I won't go into details about the calamity of the curse."

"The promise I can make to you is that now in the next three months, if you can successfully reach the sixth level of awakening, then our Icefield Martial Arts University can not only admit you without examination, but also minimize the influence of the power of the curse on you .”

"Of course, there is one thing I still want to warn you in advance."

"Reaching the sixth level of awakening in three months may be easy for ordinary S-level talent awakeners."

"However, for you, it is an extremely dangerous thing."

"As your level increases, the doom effect of Cursed Calamity will become stronger. If you are a little careless, you must know what will happen."

"If you give up the path of being a warrior now, at most you will have a little bad luck occasionally in the future, but at least it will not endanger your life."

After listening to Liu Ran's words, Jiang He's eyelids were slightly closed, and there was no expression on his delicate little face that was too fair.

"Okay, thank you Teacher Liu, I will try my best."

Jiang He smiled at Liu Ran, then got out of the car and walked straight to the school gate.

The soft long skirt swayed gently in the wind, and the figure was slender and thin.

Inside the car, Liu Ran looked at the lonely figure of the girl going away, and sighed faintly.

In the entire history of martial arts in Kyushu, the awakened talents of the cursed calamity can be said to be unique.

They are all extremely talented.

The horror of the talent of the catastrophe of the curse is that it can far exceed the awakened talent of the S-level talent of the same level.

but,

Often it is short-lived.

Either his cultivation base was promoted too quickly and he died due to bad luck, or he voluntarily gave up martial arts out of fear and became an ordinary person.

With one exception.

It was the stunning and stunning figure that overwhelmed the entire Kyushu more than ten years ago.

It's a pity that the sky is still jealous of the talents, and she still fell on the way to climb the peak of martial arts.

It seems that this little girl named Jiang He is also unwilling to admit defeat!

Hope... there will be a miracle!

Thinking of this, Liu Ran couldn't help laughing at herself, shook her head, and stepped on the accelerator.

"boom--"

The engine roared like a beast, and the fiery red supercar sped away.

Miracle……

Ah! Where is the miracle?

...

"Hey! Isn't this Senior Sister Jiang? She's fine!"

"I heard that she has awakened the S-level cursed talent, stay away from her!"

"That's right! In the previous awakening ceremony, Jiang Chuan's useless person went beyond his limits to save her, and now he has been sent to the hospital. I heard that it is hopeless!"

"Hiss... so scary? Then why did she go back to school?"

"In vain I used to regard her as a goddess, but she turned out to be a girl of misfortune. Fortunately, I didn't confess my love!"

As soon as Jiang He walked into the school gate, he instantly became the focus of everyone.

Different from the envy and surprise of the past,

this time,

All the way to meet her are some strange eyes, even Hong Guoguo's fear, disgust, and resentment.

She was like a plague, wherever she went, the passing students avoided her.

Jiang He remained silent and did not speak, but silently quickened his pace, avoiding crowded places, and walked towards a remote path.

five minutes later.

Class 2, Grade 3.

Under the slightly constricted eyes of the whole class, Jiang He walked into the classroom door with his head down.

When the homeroom teacher who was foaming at the podium saw her, his hand holding the chalk fluttering froze for a moment, and the corner of his mouth smiled unnaturally.

"Student Jiang He, you...why did you come back so soon?"

Hearing this, Jiang He looked up at him, then lowered his head again, with an indifferent expression and a cold voice.

"I'm here to pick up Jiang Chuan's things, and I'll leave when I'm done."

"Oh, alright……"

Feeling Jiang He's alienation, the homeroom teacher also realized that what he just said was inappropriate, and nodded awkwardly.

After taking the things, Jiang He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and put it on the desk.

"Teacher, I'm asking for leave. I won't be going to school for the next three months."

"Alright, alright, Jiang He, you should rest at home first! I approved the leave."

The class teacher looked at the leave note on the table, and there was a flash of joy and relief in his eyes, and he agreed quickly.

I was afraid that Jiang He would regret it in the next second.

Jiang He left without looking back, and didn't look at the classroom he had been in for nearly three years, or anyone in the classroom.

...

The entrance of Yecheng Hospital.

"The number you dialed is busy, please try again later..."

Hearing the sweet female voice coming from the mobile phone for the sixth time, Jiang Chuan, who was sitting on the road pier, shook his head helplessly.

As Jiang He's only friend at school, he naturally knew that it wasn't really on the phone, but that he didn't want to answer his call.

Obviously, Jiang He was worried that his unlucky physique would accidentally injure him again.

"This girl..."

"Why are you so stubborn like a donkey?"

"It's fine if you choose Toer Suo Ling to carry eighteen in the ranking table, and now you don't even believe what I say!"

Jiang Chuan hated that iron could not be made into steel.

Forget it, it seems that in a short time, I can't count on this experienced baby who brushes armor!

Based on what he knew about Jiang He, if this girl really wanted to hide, he would definitely not be able to find her.

so……

Jiang Chuan tilted his head, looking at the busy traffic on the bustling street, lost in thought.

There are only three short months left before the college entrance examination.

Judging from the admission scores of previous college entrance examinations, if one wants to be admitted to the most common third-rate martial arts university, at least one needs to awaken to the fifth level of practice.

If it is a first-class martial arts university, it must be awakened to the seventh level.

At the top, the threshold is the ninth level of awakening, which is beyond the reach of countless students!

And there are only two factors that can most affect the speed of cultivation.

The grade of awakening talent can also be said to be the qualification for practicing martial arts.

as well as,

Auxiliary of various awakening potions.

He must have given up on the first one. After all, it is hard to find someone who is worse than him.

As for the second...

Jiang Chuan touched his trouser pocket, which was cleaner than his face, silently chose to lift his chin, and looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.

In this way, the tears of poverty will not be so easy to shed.

"Made! You must earn money! Buy awakening potions!"

The cheapest awakening potion on the market today costs 100,000 yuan.

As for him, it is estimated that all his belongings will not exceed 3,000.

The money will also cover living expenses for three months.

Hmm... Rounding up, it's still a hundred thousand.

How can a high school student who knows nothing but being beaten earn 100,000 yuan in a short period of time?

With this ultimate question in mind, Jiang Chuan asked all the nearby talent markets.

Get the answer... dreaming.

Made!

Jiang Chuan was about to scold his mother.

Sudden,

A tall, bald young man walked up to him, grinning at him, and slipped a leaflet over him.

"Brother, it looks like you are a senior high school student who is about to take the college entrance examination?"

"It's not good to see how weak you are! In addition to training, you also have to practice physical skills!"

"We recently held an activity in the gymnasium. Professional sparring only costs 1,000 yuan an hour. Are you interested?"

Jiang Chuan's eyes lit up: "How much is an hour?"

...