Main Text Volume Chapter 1 The Fighter in the Golden Spoon

There are always people born with a silver spoon in their mouths in this world, and Wang Ling is one of them. But his birth is like a fighter jet born with a silver spoon, which almost subverts the civilization and order of the entire cultivation world.

In a family apartment with ordinary decoration, the Wang couple rocked the baby carriage with a loving smile.

"I really didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, our baby has grown so big."

"Yes, today is our Lingling's birthday..."

"Dear, have you prepared any gifts?"

"Of course!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man took out a long and thick treasure from his waist, which immediately cheered up the woman next to him.

The hard long body, which was inlaid with various exotic gems, was really a bit dazzling when it appeared. The woman stared at the big treasure with a completely stunned look, and her slightly open mouth revealed her surprise without disguising herself.

"——This is it!"

"Chanel's flying sword!" Father Wang showed a proud expression: "I spent half a year's savings to prepare this for our Lingling. No one in our Wang family has ever reached the Golden Core Stage... Dear, this flying sword is exactly what I hope for Lingling!"

In this world system where cultivation and modern science are perfectly integrated, the realm system has completely replaced the diploma and become a new standard for measuring a person's cultural level. The poor Wang couple have not graduated from the body-building stage since they were young and are trapped in the preparatory class.

This Chanel flying sword belongs to a type of flying sword in the Golden Core Realm and is priceless.

Father Wang almost gritted his teeth and bought it despite the risk of eating dirt for the next few days.

However, Wang Ling, who was still holding a pacifier in the baby carriage, just glanced at it with his peripheral vision and showed a look of disgust.

...This is the first time he has seen such an ugly flying sword.

What makes people speechless is that this man actually put such an ugly sword next to his pillow, and claimed that he wanted to ward off evil?

ward off evil! The Four Olds were eliminated two thousand years ago. Now is the era of scientific cultivation. Where did this feudal remnant come from! ?

So, Wang Ling, who was speechless, stretched out his little hand that was less than a quarter of Mr. Wang's palm, and with a click, he directly broke the ugly flying sword.

That year, Wang Ling just turned one year old...

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When Wang Ling was one year old, he broke the big sword with his bare hands. At that time, the Wang couple directly complained to the Quality Supervision Bureau, denouncing the behavior of unscrupulous merchants maliciously selling counterfeit and shoddy products. How could a mere baby break a flying sword of the Jindan period with his bare hands? !

At that time, Wang's father and mother slapped their heads and agreed that they had bought a fake Chanel flying sword.

It was not until Wang Ling was three years old that the couple witnessed their son flying skillfully in the room with a small wooden sword for children. They realized that they did not buy a fake sword...

It was obvious that they had given birth to a fake son!

As Muggles in the cultivation world who had been trapped in the body-building period for many years, the Wang couple could not think that Wang Ling was born by themselves.

Is this a genetic mutation?

Or was a crucial step skipped in the process of creating humans?

None of this matters.

Because compared to these, Wang's father and mother believe that Wang Ling is the chosen one given by God to their Wang family!

It was also thanks to Wang's father and mother's nerves that Wang Ling safely passed his 0 to 5 years old - the weakest stage.

Otherwise, under normal circumstances, Wang Ling felt that he should have been sent to the Human Research Institute for human dissection.

Maybe he would have a chance to appear on the more well-known "Approaching Science" column.

There were no waves as imagined, and no exaggerated phenomena of heaven and earth. Wang Ling found that his realm was growing with his age. On average, he would improve a level every two years, and even he himself could not figure out why.

In order to prevent his aura from being exposed, Wang Ling drew a talisman according to the records in ancient books and hid it on his right arm. He had been relying on the talisman to conceal his aura for many years, and it was peaceful.

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This year, Wang Ling was 16 years old.

High school life came faster than he thought. In order to make himself look relatively normal, Wang Ling always advocated a low-key character in his daily life.

He did not pursue any key universities in the city, but chose to study in a public ordinary high school - Songhai City, Peiyuan District, No. 60 Middle School.

Wang Ling came to school wearing only an ordinary white shirt and jeans.

Looking around, except for the stone sculpture at the main entrance of the campus whose specific face could no longer be seen, and the few palm trees around, the whole school was more ordinary than he thought.

You know, if it is a genuine city key school, all the trees on the campus are all spirit-gathering trees, and even under the foundation of the teaching building, there is a huge spirit-gathering array, so that students can always stay focused and refresh their minds during daily learning.

But these spirit-gathering arrays are useless to Wang Ling. Because of the huge difference in realm, not only can he not feel the tiny spiritual power brought by the spirit-gathering array, but it is also easy for him to destroy the magnetic field of the entire spirit-gathering array because of himself.

Wang Ling did not want to delay the future of others because of his own reasons. That's why he chose a relatively ordinary high school. Although the environment is a bit simple, Wang Ling is still very satisfied with it. At least here, it is very conducive to hiding his true realm.

This day is the newcomer meeting of No. 60 Middle School, which is actually a survey meeting.

Before the new students officially enter the school, the school needs to collect the grades of each student and then divide the classes reasonably according to the grades. Elite class, backbone class, ordinary class and hard work class.

Wang Ling stood in front of an LCD screen and followed the prompts on the screen to find his interview class.

With Wang Ling's habitual style, he would never go to a place like the elite class, which would greatly increase the risk of exposing his realm. And places like the hard work class made Wang Ling feel a little cheap.

Considering the overall situation, the backbone class and the ordinary class are the best choices.

"Excuse me, do you know how to get to Class 3 of Senior One?"

Suddenly, a sweet voice came from behind Wang Ling. Wang Ling's back was startled. Although he had sensed the girl's aura from afar the moment she entered the school gate, Wang Ling obviously didn't expect that the girl would actually talk to him.

Wang Ling only glanced at her with his peripheral vision. This was a girl with a pretty good appearance.

"Are you here to report today as well?"

Seeing that Wang Ling didn't answer him, the strange girl continued to ask in a familiar manner. The girl was wearing a close-fitting white T-shirt and jeans and casual shoes. She had long flowing hair and fair skin. Wang Ling only used his spiritual power to sense it slightly, and he could immediately infer the girl's true level. This person is definitely a material for the elite class. It is destined that he can't be a classmate with him.

However, it was a coincidence that Wang Ling found that his interview class was actually in the class three of the first grade of high school that the girl mentioned.

Still without saying a word, Wang Ling pointed to the classroom not far away, where the class three of the first grade of high school was.

Then, he put his trouser pockets in his pockets and walked over leisurely.