High Martial: The Untalented Boy and the Meteor That Hit Earth

On the day of my senior-year awakening test, I was found to have no talent. My roommate Zhang Man had just landed a C-rank and was celebrating when an official warning popped up: a six-hundred-kilometer meteorite would hit Blue Star in one hour. A thousand years ago, a thirty-kilometer one had nearly wiped out humanity. This time, it was twice as big. I leaned against the headboard and laughed. I wouldn’t make it past the hour anyway. But then Luo Feixue called.