Resurrection of Spiritual Energy: Billions of Times Talent

At the beginning, when he was at his peak, he only had more than three thousand catties of fist power, and he had just entered the ranks of high-level martial artists.

After several decades, he actually went one step further, feeling much stronger than when he was at his peak, and his excitement was difficult for ordinary people to feel.

Jiang Yuan endured the feeling of tears, his heart was both sour and full of hope, and the edge that had been gradually worn out by time was recovering bit by bit.

"Perhaps, I can create the tenth or even higher on the basis of the original shock fist."

Jiang Yuan thought excitedly, the first round of the system gave him a hundred times more talent, and he can now proudly say that the entire human world, in terms of talent, can surpass him almost none of them.

Under such a strong talent, he has absolute confidence and can build on the basis of his predecessors.

Without much thought, he slowly recovered his mood, carried his hands behind his back, and walked towards home like a dying old man.

Just after he left the exercise ground, a small couple, leading along, walked over very lovingly.

Seeing Jiang Yuan, the woman greeted politely: "Good morning Grandpa Jiang!" "

Jiang Yuan was in a hurry to go home at this time, practicing his inner thoughts, and did not pay attention and left in a hurry.

As Jiang Yuan walked away, the boyfriend next to the woman said disdainfully: "Bad old man, very proud." "

The girlfriend next to him was dissatisfied with her boyfriend's waist and said, "Why do you say that about Grandpa Jiang, he is the first warrior to resist on the front line of the cataclysm." "

The man said unimpressed: "If I lived in that era, at such an age, I would have been a martial artist a long time ago, you look at him now, he is not living in our community, I suspect that he has long degraded his qi and blood, and it is unknown whether he is still a martial artist." "

"That's it, you're good!" The girlfriend muttered dissatisfiedly, after all, it is his boyfriend, and he will not say too much because of an outsider.

"Let's go! I will train for a while and strive to become a warrior within this year. The man touched his girlfriend's hair and walked towards the exercise ground.

His girlfriend's eyes lit up, and she was a little surprised: "So fast, are you sure?" "

The man said proudly: "It's not a big problem, it may be faster, my current fist power has reached more than four hundred catties, and I will soon be able to break through five hundred catties and certify a martial artist." "

"I'll show you how much my specific punch power is."

Looking at his girlfriend's adoring look, the man walked slowly to the machine, and just made a move, but saw that the number on the screen had not faded.

Suddenly gasped.

My girlfriend also looked over, and suddenly said in shock: "Ten hundred thousand... Oh my God! Four digits, four four... More than four thousand pounds of fist power... This..."

The man was also shocked: "This screen has not gone out yet, which means that someone used this machine about three or four minutes ago?" "

"Someone used it three or four minutes ago? And there is no one here? The girlfriend looked around, and then the two looked at each other, and a terrible thought passed through their minds.

"Did Grandpa Jiang do it?"

"Did Old Man Jiang do it?"

The two quickly decided on this idea, because only Jiang Yuan came out of here before, and there was no one else in the four corners.

For a moment, the man had a terrifying feeling, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"He he he ... He should be eighty or ninety years old now! The man muttered in amazement, "It belongs to the stage of rapid decline of qi and blood, and all of them are... They can all reach the realm of high-level martial artists, doesn't it mean..."

"When he was young, he was at least a grandmaster, or even a grandmaster?"

The man gasped, frightened by his own speculation, and what was even more afraid was that he knew in his heart that such a character's ears were clearer than ordinary people.

So what he just said, was it heard by the other party?

"How?" The man looked at his girlfriend with some help, offending a high-level martial artist, if the other party blamed himself, then he was really unlucky.

"Shall... It should be fine! The girlfriend was also pale, very unconfident: "If Grandpa Jiang blamed you, he wouldn't have left just now." And Grandpa Jiang's temper has always been very good, and he is an old and good man in the community. "

The man nodded repeatedly, "That... I feel a little unwell physically, me me I... I'll go back to rest first, and I'll find you later. "

The man did not dare to stay any longer, made an excuse, and quickly left the community.

Facing a figure who was once at least in the realm of a grandmaster, even if the other party does not trouble himself, such a person must have his own circle of friends, and it is not easy to teach himself a lesson.

Seeing that her boyfriend was frightened and fled, her girlfriend was also standing in place at a loss.

And Jiang Yuan, who hurriedly returned home, was stopped by his wife before he went upstairs.

"Old man, come over for dinner." Murong Qingyue sat at the dining table, obviously waiting for him.

Jiang Yuan looked at his gray-haired wife, the excitement in his heart suddenly quieted down, and he walked over with a bitter smile, he already knew in his heart that his wife would ask him something.