I Will Eventually Become A God

Chapter 22 Stone-Throwing Immortal, I, the leader of the Dragon Sect, Ning Fengwan, make the decision for you!

[You have experienced a battle, fitness experience value +225]

[You have experienced a battle, aiming experience value +267]

[You have experienced a battle and feel very comfortable, and your health experience value +69]

[You have experienced a battle, fighting experience value +128]

[You take full advantage of your leg strength in battle, and your running experience points +336]

[Fitness upgraded to Lv3 (188/800)]

[Aiming increased to Lv2 (169/500)]

[Health preservation upgraded to Lv2 (38/500)]

[Running upgraded to Lv4 (38/1200)]

Prompts pop up one after another on the panel.

Xue Jing closed her eyes, feeling a numb and itchy feeling coming from all parts of her body.

He could feel that his physical quality was increasing rapidly, wildly, and fiercely!

The muscles under the skin of the whole body are constantly squirming like living creatures, and the bones are becoming harder than before. The muscles in the abdomen, chest, shoulders, arms, thighs... all locations begin to bulge, become larger, and then slowly compress. Returning to the original smooth and tight lines, it is as perfect as a divine sculpture.

His height increased by two or three centimeters to 1.86 meters. Although his figure remained the same, his weight increased by ten kilograms.

Xue Jing looked down at his clenched hands. His momentum at this moment was stronger than ever before, and he was extremely domineering and crazy. What else in the world could resist Xue Jing like this? Damn it, who else in the world can resist this! ?

"Cool!"

The harvest from this fight would have taken several days of hard work if he had to remove the liver alone.

If he could come here several times every day in the morning, afternoon and evening, he would become a superman in a few months.

Xue Jing looked into the distance. Even in the dark night, with just a little dim light, he could clearly see the tiny scratches on the old wall dozens of meters away, as well as the small moving little things on it. Flying insects.

For Lv2 aiming, the increase in visual acuity is even more exaggerated.

He picked up a pebble and pointed it at the small flying insect on the far wall.

Phew—pop!

After the crisp sound, a pool of flat insect cakes was left on the wall, as well as yellow insect blood that was squeezed out by the impact and sprayed on the wall.

Xue Jing said to herself: "It's okay for me to call myself a 'Stone Throwing Immortal' now."

Casting stones to ask for directions?

Immortal guides the way!

…

When I got home, it was already half past nine.

In the end, Xue Jing did not go to trouble Duan Kaiping and Brother Duan for two reasons.

First, I don’t know how high Duan Kaiping’s force level is, but it’s certainly not low. It’s a bit risky to rush to trouble him.

Secondly, if he also beats up Duan Kaiping, a core member of the Razor Gang, then the Razor Gang will definitely come to trouble him, and the lineup that will come to cause trouble will definitely be more powerful than Duan Kaiping.

And as long as he doesn't go to Duan Kaiping, then the matter will still be limited to the conflict between him and Duan Kaiping, or even Duan Kaiping's younger brother, instead of directly escalating into a conflict with the Razor Gang.

This way, he can have more time to develop.

"Meow~"

Maomao stared at the late-coming young man in front of him with a dissatisfied look on his face.

Xue Jing smiled, picked it up gently, touched its cheek, and said:

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late. Are you hungry?"

"Meow~" Cat meowed softly.

'I'm worried about you, idiot. ’

Feeling the warm touch of the young man's hand on his cheek, Maomao squinted his eyes in enjoyment.

It lightly sniffed the boy's reassuring scent, but suddenly frowned and the tip of its pink nose twitched slightly.

‘The smell of blood…? ’

"Wait a minute, I'll make something for you to eat right away."

Xue Jing put the cat on the sofa and walked towards the kitchen.

He had already eaten at Pei Youguang's house and ordered takeout.

Maomao looked at his back, feeling worried.

‘Is there a fight? Or did something else happen? ’

‘Yes, he wants to practice martial arts so much. Could it be that he was bullied outside? ’

Thinking of this, Maomao couldn't sit still.

This kind-hearted boy picked it up after knowing that it was a talking 'demon cat'. He also prepared delicious meals for it. His skills in petting the cat were so good and he looked so good-looking... …

How could he be bullied?

Damn it, who can bully him, who dares to bully him! ?

Maomao thought so hard that he was furious.

Its cat face is very anthropomorphic and uncertain, and the claws on its white gloves are constantly popping out, retracting, popping out, retracting...

"Ah hahaha, here comes the chicken soup."

Xue Jing came out of the kitchen carrying a pot of chicken soup.

Because of the gains on the skill panel, he was in a happy mood and couldn't help but make a joke.

But Maomao, who had a lot of things in his mind, somehow felt that the smile on his face was a forced smile.

"Huh? What's wrong? Don't like chicken soup?"

Xue Jing looked at the cat with a gloomy anthropomorphic expression on his face strangely.

Wouldn't that be a pity... He ate too much at Pei Youguang's house. If the cat didn't eat it, wouldn't the chicken soup be wasted?

There was a hint of 'sadness' on his face.

Maomao couldn't stand it at all.

"Young man, tell me what happened."

A sweet and childish girl's voice came from Maomao's mouth.

Xue Jing was stunned.

"Don't worry, just say it, no matter what the matter is, I, the leader of the Dragon Sect, Ning Fengwan, will definitely make the decision for you!"

The cat squatted on the dining table, the cat's tail with a ring around it swaying gently, and the cat's face with narrow and charming eyeliner was full of majesty.

…

At the same time, in a warehouse on a certain street in Nancheng District.

"So, you were wiped out by that kid like that?"

Duan Kaiping sat on a cement pipe, looking at the dozen scarred boys in front of him, feeling a little ridiculous.

"Just an underage student, throwing a few rocks and bottles, will you be wiped out?"

"You are like this and you still go out to join gangs? Huh?"

A younger brother couldn't help but said: "Brother Duan, that kid is so good at running. I can't catch him, but I can't run away. He throws things so accurately and so hard, there's nothing I can do about it!"

"Yes, Brother Duan, it's really not the brothers who are exaggerating. That kid is very evil and not an ordinary student!"

"We really can't deal with him, Brother Duan, you have to take action yourself..."

Duan Kaiping waved his hand and said impatiently: "Shut up, aren't you embarrassed enough?"

"We'll talk about that kid later. I'm not free right now. You all should go out."

The boys looked at each other and could only respond, supporting each other and walking out of the warehouse.

As soon as they left, a figure walked out of the shadows of several boxes of goods in the corner of the warehouse.

Duan Kaiping smiled bitterly and said, "I'll make you laugh, Mr. Yun Ye."

The young man named Yun Ye was wearing a black trench coat and an arm-covering black glove on his left hand. He had no trace of skin. He had an unshaven beard, dark skin, and a weathered face. The pupil of his right eye was shining with a bright green light, which seemed to be a prosthetic eye.

"Stop talking nonsense, wherever Jiao Hongyuan is, ask him to come over quickly and hand over the goods to him. We have completed the commission from Kangde Company."

His voice was hoarse and hard, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

When Duan Kaiping heard this, he cautiously said: "The owner of the field accompanied his junior brother to Maple City to participate in the U19 trials a few days ago. He is already on his way back. Do you want to wait a little longer..."

He couldn't help but be careful. The person in front of him was a ruthless person who could enter the border area and come out alive. He couldn't afford to offend him at all.

Yunye snorted coldly: "Are you waiting? The Sixth Agency has already set its sights on us. The 'White Crow' may have already entered this city. If we are caught, Kant will never be able to escape alone."

"Don't think that I don't know what Kant wants this 'Heavenly Insect Mother' to do. If this thing is revealed, the people living in Cangting will be furious. You can think about it yourself."

Duan Kaiping didn't understand most of what Yun Ye said, and he didn't dare to understand, so he just apologized with a flattering smile.

"If you don't come and get it in the last three days, I will hand it over to the state. Maybe I will say something along the way."

After Yun Ye finished speaking, he laughed twice, walked out of the warehouse door, and then suddenly disappeared.

Duan Kaiping was covered in cold sweat. He always felt that he had heard too many things that he should not hear, but he had no choice but to take out his cell phone tremblingly and dial the number of the owner Jiao Hongyuan.

…

The world view is about to officially unfold. Xue Jing is about to take off. Please read it.

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