You Were Promised Trash, but You Actually Killed the God Instantly

The spiritual energy has been revived for five thousand years, ferocious beasts are roaming around, martial arts are prosperous, and warriors have a transcendent status, standing above everything else. A year ago, Yan Xiu was a genius in the academy. He became a ninth-level martial arts disciple at the age of sixteen, with thousands of auras all over his body, like the scorching sun in the sky. However, after a beast disaster, his parents died tragically, and he suffered heavy losses. Not only was his cultivation lost, but his talent was also damaged, and his cultivation speed was less than one-third as fast as before. Since then, he has fallen from the clouds, his former friends have gradually become alienated, the girls who have pursued him have ridiculed him, and he has been ridiculed. He cannot even pay the new tuition fees, and is about to drop out of school. In this darkest trough of life, the infinite critical hit system appeared. [Congratulations: Your practice this time triggered a million times critical strike, and your progress increased by a million times. Congratulations: Your attack triggered a critical hit ten million times, and the power increased by ten million times. ] [Congratulations: Your practice of martial arts has triggered a hundred million times critical hit this time, and your proficiency has increased by a hundred million times] [Congratulations: You have taken the elixir this time and triggered a hundred billion times a critical hit, and its effect has been enhanced a hundred billion times] When the doomsday comes, the gods descend, and all living beings fall into despair, a figure appears in mid-air, and lightly smashes the figure that covers the sky and exudes infinite coercion. The students who saw this scene exploded: We were promised to be useless, but you actually killed the god instantly?