Wang Xiu began to test the various differences in the realm of realism with joy. First, he picked up a book called "A Collection of Basic Comics Knowledge". He had actually read this book more than ten times, but there were still many things that he did not remember completely. However, when Wang Xiu read it quickly, he found that the content of each page was as if it was taken by a camera, and it was transformed into image materials in his mind and engraved in his mind.

You can never forget it! The special ability that Wang Xiu had imagined really appeared. When the soul practiced to the fourth realm of realization and the soul grew to almost extraordinary, he finally obtained this kind of supernatural power.

"Hahaha... OK, OK, OK, what else is the protagonist who has never forgotten his skills? Very good, very good."

Wang Xiu put down the book, and returned to his body as his soul moved. He opened his eyes and recited it in his mouth: "Page 35, 17 templates that tell the background of painting skills are..."

I kept turning on the 35th page of the book. It was really 17 templates that told the background, and each template picture had exactly the same memory in my mind.

"Also, the power of the soul Taoist technique I created should have a qualitative improvement."

Wang Xiu did what he thought of, immediately raised his right hand, led it up, and said in his mouth: "Fire, wind, fire, fire borrows wind, small fireball technique!"

It’s different, different. Unlike the last experiment, this time the rune visualization speed is more than ten times faster, and the stability is also more than ten times stronger. In terms of power, the size of the fist rising in the palm of the hand emits a red fireball. The center of the fireball has a slight orange color. The temperature of the flame has gone from low to high, and the red color is only 1,000 to 2,000 degrees. A hint of orange means that the center of the fireball has reached 3,000 degrees!

If it weren't for the power of the soul that had been closed, this temperature might have ignited his clothes.

Wang Xiu was a little trembling. After subconsciously realizing the terrible temperature, he wanted to throw it far away, but he thought that this was his own home. If he really threw it out, the house would have to burn a big hole.

Fortunately, all the structures of this fireball technique were created by Wang Xiu. They were composed of two fire runes, one wind rune, which was completely controlled by him. Therefore, during the thought, the energy supply of the soul power and the world bead was cut off. This fireball slowly shrank in his hand and disappeared.

"Wow..." Wang Xiu wiped the cold sweat that had just become shocked because he realized the terrible power of the fireball.

"After the fourth realm, the power of the soul spell has undergone qualitative changes, almost a total of earth-shaking changes. The last time it was just a lighter, um, it was about 300 degrees, and this time it was equivalent to the acetylene temperature used for welding."

The lighter can only burn a piece of paper, and the acetylene flame used for welding can already hurt or even kill people. Of course, if you want to kill, the premise is that the enemy stands there and keeps burning you.

"I have this fireball technique. I can pretend to be a fire magician in reality and pretend to be a flame magician." Wang Xiu thought so.

"However, even a 3,000-degree fireball may not be as good as a bullet in terms of lethality." Wang Xiu thought to himself with a little frustration.

"So, it's not the time to be happy. When I can ignore most modern weapons, even nuclear weapons, it's when I really start installing a B."

...

Two months passed in the blink of an eye. After two months of serialization, life in another world has progressed to Chapter 11, and its grades have improved by leaps and bounds. Since Chapter 6, it has been in the top three, and in Chapter 9, it has climbed to the first place.

With such a very popular result, the release of the first single-line book was finalized yesterday, and the collection of single-line book from the first to eight will be released next week.

At this time, the results of the Golden Future Cup have been settled.

The Supreme and Akito received a call from the editor and found out the results. Their comics and Fukuda's comics tied for first place, while the comics of Aoshi and Nakai ranked third, while the arrogant Akiji, the little villain who came to play soy sauce, was the last one unexpectedly.

"Oh..." The sigh came, which was the highest sigh, and he put down the JUMP Weekly in his hand.

Qiuren's girlfriend Kaora rolled her eyes and looked at the top and said, "Hey! Top, are you unhappy to get the first place? Next, I'm going to serialize it in JUMP. I'm one step closer to my dream, why are you still sighing?"

"Wang Xiu is already the first in JUMP, and he will release a single book next week."

"Oh..." Another sigh came, this time it was Qiu Ren's voice, he held his glasses and said.

"The gap is a bit big. The new wife's comic single-line version has already been released. The average single-line version sales are more than 2 million volumes! Now even Wang Xiu is going to publish single-line versions. And according to the plot at the later part of the novel version, it is conservatively estimated that the single-line version sales will be at least more than 2 million copies... Why don't you sigh?"

"Also, getting the first one does not mean that you will definitely be serialized. It depends on the storyboard we will prepare for serialization next. If the serialization meeting cannot be passed, then...oh... I will be nervous to think about this."

"Yes, I'm very nervous when I think of this."

"Yes, I'm very nervous, too."

"You guys are so nervous! You can do it, be confident, be confident."

"Hi..." "Hi..." The two powerless teenagers answered.

On December 16, the serial meeting officially began.

"I told you, it's not done yet."

"But they really care."

"I will contact you if I have a phone call, wait."

"I understand." Xiangye hung up the phone.

"It's true. I said a few days ago that we were too nervous, but now we're so anxious, woman." Although Qiuren said this on the phone, just after hanging up the phone, Qiuren looked at the clock on the wall and it was already 4 o'clock.

"It's been two hours, and it usually doesn't end in one or two hours." Qiuren said no rush, but it was just a matter of words.

"I can't wait. Staying here is too boring. The highest point is, let's go to Wang Xiu's place."

“Okay…”

At this time, the phone rang, and the two young men were excited, Qiuren stepped forward and picked up his cell phone...

Qiu Ren's face turned black: "It's a Ji..."

Supreme: "Ah, call her over, too. We all go to Wang Xiu's place. If we stay in the studio like this, we will be suffocated to death."

Twenty minutes later, all three of them came to Wang Xiu's place.

"Oh, why are you here? Are you here to tell me that the serial has been passed?" Wang Xiu opened the door and quipped in a narrow voice. In fact, you can tell that they were just coming to visit the door.

"No, it's just that we've been waiting in the studio for too long, so we've come here to take a walk. Alas, I've been waiting for too long. The meeting started at 2 o'clock. It's almost 5 o'clock now, and it's not done yet."

"Sure, feel free, this is actually a good thing."

"Hey? Why do you say that?"

"If the time is not correct, it means that there are many works to be serialized, and there are many works to be cut in half. Wouldn't the chance be greater?"
Chapter completed!