I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

An opponent of this level is very easy to deal with. Jiang Yeming easily shifted one step to pass the short fat man, and was about to teach him a lesson when his body lost his balance.

But at this moment, he suddenly stopped, he came here to learn about the Dao of Destiny, not to fight.

Therefore, he activated the body's mutant fate ability.

Suddenly, the familiar black and white static world appeared, and every living creature had a thin white thread floating into the void.

Jiang Yeming walked in this strange world of destiny, and found that it was no different from before.

He reached out to touch the white line of the short, flat-headed fat man, but still found the difference.

It turns out that the fate ability of this identity mutation is the spread of bad luck. It cannot peep into the past and future fate, but it can bestow the worst luck state on the subject.

Since this is the case, let's play in a different way. Jiang Yeming activated his destiny ability to inject a bit of bad luck into the short, flat-headed fat man's white lines.

All of a sudden, a faint brown color appeared on the white lines. It seems that something has been changed in this way?
Is this what grants the bad luck status?

Jiang Yeming immediately withdrew from the strange world of destiny, and stretched out his hand to drag out the short, fat man with flat hair who was about to fall as he staggered forward.

The short, flat-headed, fat man who was held by danger was covered in cold sweat. Fortunately, he was held, otherwise he would have a big bump on his head.

"Thank you." Fatty turned his head, but saw that his opponent was holding him, and his expression turned a little ugly. "Don't think that I will let you go, and lose face for our Jiangbei Gang. It's not so easy to stop."

"Really?" Jiang Yeming smiled, "They all say that I am the king of bad luck. In fact, this is true. Believe it or not, your luck will be very bad, very bad."

"I, I don't believe it." The short fat man said, but he was thinking about the rumors he heard before, and couldn't help but panic.

But with so many people watching, if you really give up, don't even think about messing around in this area in the future.

His heart skipped a beat, he pulled out his stick, and rushed over again.

The first step I took was to step on a food bag that a student had just dropped. The grease on the food bag made contact with the ground and slipped instantly.

The fat man raised his right foot in the air, and his body fell flat on the ground.

This was just the beginning. During the fall, the swinging stick in the fat man's hand flew out and hit the eaves of the canteen. The rubber swinging stick bounced back and hit the fat man's nose.

Now it's all right, the person fell on all fours, his nose was crooked, and a pool of nosebleeds flowed down the corner of his mouth.

The terrified short fat man hurriedly got up, without caring about stopping the bleeding from his nose, he rushed to Da Fei and shouted: "Brother Fei, let's retreat, this kid is too wicked."

Da Fei, the number one thug in the Jiangbei gang, was also timid at this meeting. He believed that ghosts and gods were most afraid of such things, so he nodded quickly and said, "Yeah, he is very evil. We need to find a capable mage for this kind of thing. Let's go back first."

After finishing speaking, Da Fei led a group of punks and left without looking back.

Now, in front of all the teachers and students in the school, the title of the Bad Luck King was confirmed, and every student stayed away from Jiang Yeming like a plague god.

For these fearful eyes, Jiang Yeming accepted it frankly. The deal with the Shadow Legion was about to begin. He had no time to deal with this low-level world. He had to figure out how to comprehend more of the Dao of Destiny in the fastest time.

Immediately, he came to a cold drink shop, bought a glass of juice alone, and sat on a chair in the shop thinking.

Every life has a different destiny, and to control the avenue of destiny is to be able to control destiny perfectly.

Of course, the scope of this control of fate can only be when there is a difference in strength, otherwise it would be too outrageous for powerhouses of the same level to arbitrarily control the fate of their opponents.

But how to control fate?

Jiang Yeming remembered the ability to spy on fate that he had disappeared before, and the ability to give others bad luck now.

These peculiar destiny abilities are all doing the same thing, which is to change destiny.

correct!Changing the fate of others may be the root of mastering the avenue of destiny.

Is not the case, practice is the only truth.

He picked up the juice cup and walked out of the cold drink shop, watching the bustling people on the road.

What kind of destiny can be changed to be the greatest benefit?

Of course, it is a dying person. Once he dies, his fate will be over, but if he survives, his entire fate will be completely rewritten.

Therefore, Jiang Yeming was excited and entered the world of destiny again.

In this completely still world, he looked at those pedestrians who were motionless like statues, and reached out to touch the thread of fate on them.

The moment he touched the thread of fate, the long-lost prying power of fate returned again.

Through this ability, Jiang Yeming clearly watched the fate of these pedestrians in the coming day.

After checking the fates one by one, he stopped in front of a young street performer holding a violin and playing.

This young man has an extraordinary temperament and can play beautiful violin music, but four hours later he will have a heart attack and turn into a corpse.

All Jiang Yeming had to do was wait by the side.

After playing the violin pieces one after another, the young man put away the violin, bid farewell to the few audience, and strode away.

After walking a distance of more than 100 meters, he suddenly clutched his chest in pain and fell weakly against the wall.

Several well-meaning pedestrians rushed to help, some called an ambulance, and some tried to give first aid.

These are all useless efforts. Young people will suffer cardiac arrest due to myocardial infarction in a very short period of time, and eventually die before the arrival of professional ambulance personnel.

But at this moment, Jiang Yeming, who was holding a juice glass, walked up to the young man and said in a voice transmission that only the young man could hear: "You will die in one minute and 37 seconds. Only I can change this fate. Would you like to have a brand new destiny?"

Because of chest tightness and difficulty breathing, the young man who fell into a trance state, under the persistence of the will to survive, produced a little strength and shouted: "I want to live."

Those words startled the people around him, but Jiang Yeming put down his juice glass, walked over, put his hands on the young man's chest, exerted force rapidly, and hit several major acupuncture points continuously.

This acupoint hitting technique is a secret rescue technique handed down by the medical school, and it specializes in the treatment of heart diseases.

Coupled with Jiang Yeming's use of the power of the soul, the frequency of the strike has a unique effect.

Pfft, the young man spit out a mouthful of black blood, more than one mouthful, following Jiang Yeming's acupuncture point attack, he spit out black blood one mouthful after another, but his face became more and more rosy.

At the last point, Jiang Yeming stopped and said, "Your illness is cured."

The young man looked incredible: "Okay? How is it possible? I am congenital heart dysplasia. I missed the timing of the operation. No hospital can cure me."