Chapter 1: World of Projection

there are.Although these kids are all seventeen or eighteen years old, to be honest, none of them have truly finished developing.With the average martial arts level of the Xianmeng, being able to reac...Chapter 1: The Projection World

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One of the One Thousand and Eight Small Cities, Zijia City, No. 3 High School, Grade Two, Class Three.

"Dear classmates, this year's liberal arts exam has come to an end, so everyone should take a good rest." On the stage, the tall and sturdy homeroom teacher, Liu Yang, said loudly: "Next Monday, the martial arts final exam will officially begin. You guys, work hard!"

In the midst of students' complaints and expectations, Liu Yang turned and left.

Xu Jun tidied up, picked up his bag and said hello to a few friends before heading home.

In the evening, after their parents returned home, they inquired about his exam performance and instructed Xu Jun to have a good rest over the weekend so that he could greet Monday's martial arts assessment in the best possible condition.

Xu Jun naturally nodded in agreement.

After having a good dinner, Xu Jun returned to his small bedroom and closed the door.

This is a world with extraordinary powers.

Under the Xian Dao League, there are seven major planets.

Those with spiritual roots can ascend to the heavens and cultivate immortality.

However, the path to immortality is not entirely closed. The door to cultivating immortals has not been completely shut.

When mortals practice martial arts, they start from the acquired and progress to the innate. When their innate potential reaches its peak, they strike at the Heavenly Gate. If successful, they can condense a spiritual root of martial arts, thus transforming from mortal to immortal.

Xu Jun is just an ordinary person among the immortals of the Xianmeng.

Participated in compulsory education, began martial arts training at age seven. Now seventeen, he has been diligently practicing for ten years.

Although his academic performance was outstanding, his martial arts skills were just average. He wasn't even ranked in the top half of his grade at Third High School, let alone within his own class, the third class.

Glancing at the calendar on the wall, Xu Jun's eyes flashed a glimmer of hope.

He lay in bed, gathering his thoughts.

As expected, that spark deep within my mind flared up again.

This was a "golden finger" he had discovered half a year ago, which could project his thoughts into another world.

Time flows differently in the other world compared to the real world.

A cheat code can be used once a month, and each time it is used, one year has passed in the other world.

Six months ago, Xu Jun first used it. His thought projection materialized as a newborn baby.

Seven months have passed in a blink of an eye, and the child named "Xu Jun" from that other world is already seven years old.

Thought extended, touching upon that mysterious light point.

Name: Xu Jun

Age: 7 years old

Cultivation Realm: Human-Sword Unity (Peak of Acquired Stage)

Talent: Sword Saint Physique, Clear Sword Heart

This is Xu Jun's latest data from the other world. In terms of talent, he far surpasses his mediocre self in this world.

Xu Jun was instantly stunned.

Cultivation Stage: Human-Sword Unity (Peak of the Acquired Realm)

What does this mean

If his seventeen-year-old self hadn't suffered from Alzheimer's, he would clearly remember that the child from another world didn't begin to learn martial arts until he was six years old.

Last month, on this very day, when he left using his mind projection, that child's hand grasped the hilt of the sword for the first time.

And the length of a three-foot green sword is even longer than that of a six-year-old child.

One month... no, a year in another world. Could it be that this boy's martial arts cultivation has already reached the pinnacle of the postnatal realm, achieving the state of one sword and one person

At this moment, Xu Jun's heart surged with a powerful desire to witness it firsthand.

Projection, begin!s, or perhaps he's heard about how I wielded the Innate Sword Cry at the Thunder Martial Hall.So, since you knew you couldn't win, you chose to admit defeatWell, well, look at how polite this person i...