I of Douluo came with a nuclear explosion

Chapter 2 Awakening of the Martial Soul with Black Eyes and Golden Eyes
Into winter.

Douluo Era 2633 Northwest of Douluo Continent Otto Kingdom

Tandin Junior Soul Master Academy, first grade.

"The dream of all soul masters is to continue to practice and become stronger, and one day - to become a Titled Douluo!"

In a classroom that can accommodate 100 people, an excited voice spoke to the students present.

"They are all existences that have been cultivated to an earth-shattering level. One move can cause mountains to collapse and rivers to be cut off. Oh, for example, the Wusu River in our Tandin Province."

"Wow!!"

The eyes of the students present were full of admiration. For them, who were only seven or eight years old on average, these powerful characters were their inner idols.

When we were young, we often fantasized that we were Kamen Riders, superheroes, pineapple Fubuki, a swordsman who travels around the world with a sword, and then appeared handsomely, directly using unique moves to destroy the enemy and save the girl we liked.

The master of the lecture voice belonged to a figure in a blue robe. As the soul technique teacher of the college, Qian Xun hardly taught the main content. Instead, he told the students the stories of the strong mainland soul masters.

After all, these blunt theories are difficult for such a young child to understand, and they have no interest in themselves; secondly, the soul skills class requires soul skills, but the highest soul power among these students is only level seven, even a soul ring None of the extras.

"I really don't know why the principal wants to teach soul skills in the lower grades. Isn't this nonsense?"

There was still a smile on Qian Xun's face,

"There are only a few titled Douluo in this world, at least one from each of the three sects, Heaven Dou Empire has one enshrined, Xingluo keeps two, and Spirit Hall has three exclusively."

He looked at the dozens of pairs of sparkling eyes below, and said firmly,

"Although the chance of becoming a Douluo is slim, the teacher believes that everyone has the opportunity to become a strong person. As long as you never give up, the teacher will always be with you~"

After the words fell, the eyes of the audience shone brightly one by one.

"I want to be a hero Douluo, fight against evil and uphold justice in the mainland!"

"I want to become a Golden Douluo and buy a lot of food."

"I want to become a Douluo and become more beautiful..."

……

"Kids nowadays really dare to think, this Golden Douluo has a bright future, why didn't I have such an understanding back then."

Qian Xun's face was still gentle, and he cast encouraging glances at the children in the audience.

Suddenly, Qian Xun seemed to notice something.

He looked towards the back corner of the classroom - black eyes.

The boy rested his chin on his right hand, and calmly stared at the podium.

The watermelon-headed fat man next to him was blushing, but the boy's expression did not fluctuate at all, as if the whole classroom world had nothing to do with him.

He quietly listened to the dreams of the children around him one after another, and suddenly he met the teacher's gaze.

"That...Xiao Lan, tell everyone what kind of Douluo you want to be?"

Qian Xun pointed at the young man, who was more curious about his own thoughts as a student.

Just like all teachers in the world, they all have a unique way of thinking about every top student.

And this Kunlan is at the top of this grade, not only with excellent academic and physical performance, but also a unique temperament, which comes from the nobility in his bones.

Although he hasn't awakened his martial soul yet, Qian Xun knows that it will definitely not be bad. His sister Mo Xin is a genius.

There is no direct blood relationship between Kunlan and the Mohist family, but the contemporary head of the Mohist family has announced that this adopted son is his only second heir.

On the first day of class, the head teacher called "Mo Kunlan" according to the list. He didn't answer after getting up, but stared at the head teacher lightly, "Kunlan".

Seeing the teacher calling him, the boy slowly got up,
"Teacher, the strong are not something I can think of at will."

He stared at Qian Xun, but paused again, as if thinking.

"Stop it! Listen to what Boss Lan is going to say?"

The fat man with the watermelon head on the side shouted,

"Boss has to think about it seriously!"

"Forehead……"

The black-eyed boy glanced at the fat man next to him, and the fat man immediately shut his mouth.

Everyone immediately quieted down, and they seemed to be curious about what kind of Douluo Kunlan was going to become.

"Actually, I don't long for great power. It's good to be a free and ordinary person."

Rather than answering, the boy was more sighing.

After hearing this, Qian Xun couldn't help shaking his head with a smile. He really didn't expect this answer.He thought that the son of the master of the branch hall would talk about becoming the soul sage and soul emperor. After all, compared to the completely unrelated titled Douluo, people with knowledge would be more pragmatic.

At the same time, the rest of the class couldn't believe it, they couldn't understand it.After all, which child does not aspire to become a superman to save the world one day, the stronger the superman, the better.

"Your answer really made the teacher look sideways. It is good to have a peaceful mind, but the teacher hopes that you understand that protecting a beautiful life also requires strength."

Qian Xun actually agrees from the bottom of his heart, but he must not mess up the rhythm in class, otherwise the parents of these little ancestors will go to the principal to complain to him——

Those nobles, or rich businessmen, sent their dolls to the soul master school to try to become a soul master, and have a place in the kingdom or even the mainland in the future.

ordinary?Then why don't you send it to a Buddhist academy.

Thinking of this, Qian Xun continued:

"This world is the world of soul masters. Soul power, soul rings and soul skills are everything. The teacher knows that all these may be too far away for you, but the teacher requires you to have a strong heart."

"There are many disturbances, and the strong walk alone."

Qian Xun's last words were filled with sighs like Kunlan's.

At this time, the bronze bell on the playground rang, which meant that today's class was over.

"Everyone, go back and pay attention to the review course, we have the final exam next week."

As soon as they heard the teacher's advice, the students had just reaped the surprise of the weekend, but they immediately stopped.

Kunlan also took back the books on the table at this moment, ignored the fat man behind him calling, and walked out of the classroom alone.

The setting sun gently cast the afterglow on the street, and the merchants in the market also began to take over. After they left, the stalls were taken over by the vendors in the night market, and one or two hung paper lanterns that had not yet been wicked.

In addition, sausages and cheeses were also displayed in the shops of the workshop, and some of them even put in fireworks and firecrackers in advance.

Winter has begun in Otto Country, and these food gifts are all for the end-of-year celebration.

It's like the Spring Festival in Eastern China in the past.Even the firecrackers for celebration are very similar, but the content and usage of these gunpowder are very backward, and can only achieve the sound effect of "thunderbolt and clatter".

When Kunlan walked out of the school gate, a figure who had been waiting for him rushed forward immediately, and put a woolen robe on his back.

"Master, let me take you home."

Looking at the middle-aged housekeeper in front of him, Kunlan responded softly,

"Well, Uncle Mo, let's go."

Mo Yin followed behind him and whispered,

"Miss is also back today."

"Oh, she got her soul ring?"

Kunlan asked, there was a little fluctuation in the indifferent black eyes.

"Yes, miss came back from Star Dou Forest this morning."

After Kunlan heard this, a little light flashed in his dark eyes, and he couldn't help speeding up his pace to go home.

The previous generation of the Mo family had participated in the eradication of the evil soul masters by the Wuhun Palace. Afterwards, the Patriarch of that generation was appointed by the Wuhun Palace as the sub-Hallmaster of the Otto King City Tantin City. This position was also given to the current The Patriarch of the Mohist School was also named Marquis by the royal family of the Otto Kingdom.

The residence of the Mo family was also placed in the middle of Tandin City. In front of it was the government affairs palace, followed by the branch hall of the Wuhun Palace in Tandin City, and further ahead was the palace where the Otto royal family lived. Tandin Junior Soul Master Academy Just a few streets away from Mofu.

When the guards welcomed Mo Yin and Mo Yin back to the main hall of the Mo Mansion, the dinner party had already begun.

This dinner was originally the celebration of the end of the year, and it coincided with the third spirit ring hunt for Miss Mo Family.

The Mo family sent out an invitation temporarily, but many nobles and wealthy businessmen from Tandin City were present, and even several princesses from the Otto royal family also came.

Gorgeous lights, spacious hall.

A blond figure in a white dress was surrounded by a group of young masters and young ladies in all kinds of gorgeous dresses. From time to time, his delicate oval face smiled with the people around him, which made all the young masters present breathe a sigh of relief. Without hiding the admiration in his eyes, he kept striking up conversations with her.At this point, even the two princesses can only sigh secretly.

Seeing that her sister was so surrounded that she couldn't move away, Kunlan didn't rush to find her, but went back and changed into a suitable dress.

Although the world in this era is still in a backward feudal period, it has to be admitted that human textile technology has reached its peak.

He wore a black dress with gold tones and blue patterns. Although he was only seven years old, Quinlan's stature had already caught up to the level of twelve or thirteen-year-old people in the previous world.

He untied the bundle of hair he had tied in class, and spread the black hair that had been shawl behind him.

After finishing this, Kunlan put some kumquat-flavored perfume on his body. During these rituals and movements, the young man showed a transcendent sense of time. Staring at himself in front of the mirror, he did not know which part of the original world he recalled. banquet.

The one celebrating Caesar's coronation?Or the one he and the Pope participated in when Napoleon became emperor?
……too long.

When Kunlan appeared again, the banquet in the lobby had already begun.

Everyone had already sat on both sides of the long table, the suckling pig steak and other food were placed by the waiter one by one, and wooden barrels filled with fruit wine were also carried to the hall.

He walked quietly across the long table and sat next to his sister.

Responding to the greetings and compliments from the seats next to him, like the two princesses of the royal family said with a smile, "Xiaolan is getting more and more handsome", and several young masters' indirect remarks actually attracted his sister's "Miss Moxin's younger brother is so handsome.", "Such an excellent As expected of Mo Xin's younger brother" and so on.

After doing all this, Kunlan looked at her sister—the delicate face, the pointed nose, and the bright red mouth. It seemed that she had just reapplied her lipstick, and there was a heroic look between her brows.

This is his older sister, Mo Xin, the 14-year-old Hun Zun.

"It's been a long time, do you miss me, Xiao Lan."

Mo Xin winked at her younger brother.

"think."

Quinlan replied.

"Do you cherish words like gold? Gao Leng will kill you."

Mo Xin rubbed his head vigorously, not allowing Kunlan to resist.

"sister--"

Kunlan also broke his power in an instant. It was really difficult for him to be unwavering in front of Mo Xin, and he was quite helpless.

After seeing her younger brother being subdued, Mo Xin was even more proud, she raised her white fist at Kunlan,

"Your elder sister will be a majestic soul master from now on, a black tiger who is more than a thousand years old."

Kunlan looked at Mo Xin's grinning mouth and smiling eyes, and he said in a cadenced tone, "Then you are awesome."

"you……"

Seeing this, Mo Xin immediately wanted to teach his younger brother a lesson.

At this time, a figure had already sat on the main seat. This was Mo Xin's father, Mo Dongyang.

Although he is now a fat middle-aged man, he can still discern a trace of handsomeness from his face.

Mo Dongyang raised his wine glass, said two formulaic end-of-year speeches at the beginning, and then praised his daughter Mo Xin for achieving the "feat" of the soul master, and then praised his daughter from cultivating soul warriors, soul masters, and great soul masters The speed of training, and then to the prospect of the future——

"...I believe that Xin'er will definitely break through to the Soul Sect within two years, and then we will spend another three years breaking through to the Soul King, hahaha, and then the Soul Emperor"

After praising Mo Xin to Title Douluo, Mo Dongyang changed the topic again and praised his son Kunlan——

"My son Kunlan, that is a cold and handsome boy..."

Kunlan covered her face again, but Mo Xin felt that it was nothing, instead she kept smiling politely at each guest's gaze.

In this world, Mo Dongyang and Mo Xin may be the only ones who can make him fail without any means.

Of course, if the mother is still there, it is a pity that the mother passed away due to illness just after giving birth to Mo Xin.

Kunlan was adopted by Mo Dongyang since he was a child. Although he has no blood relationship with them, Mo Xin and Mo Dongyang are his only remaining relatives in his heart.

After Mo Dongyang finished his long speech, the dinner finally started.

Looking at the people who endured to the limit, Mo Dongyang said that he could continue to give a speech. Firstly, there were no important officials and leaders at the banquet, and secondly, his sons and daughters were really outstanding. If there are real materials, I am afraid that I will not be able to write. [-]-word composition?

Maybe it was because I was too hungry to die. During the dinner, everyone didn't communicate too much, and they just ate.

……

After the banquet, Kunlan had a rare heart-to-heart chat with his father and sister.

Mo Xin also described once again how thrilling it was when she killed the thousand-year-old black tiger, and the effect of this third soul skill, which can increase the speed of her ice wolf martial soul armor by 30%, and also adds a dark attribute erosion effect.

She hadn't decided on a name yet, and as for Mo Dongyang's "Super Wolf Upper Body", Mo Xin just rolled her eyes.

Kunlan was about to talk about the name he chose, when he looked out the window at the courtyard——

The dark snow in the sky fell into his eyes, and then covered the dark blue bushes in the courtyard, one after another, he got up and stretched out his hand, as if he was catching something.

"The seventh snow."

Kunlan murmured.

Mo Xin, who was sitting on the side, wanted to say again, "This good brother is pretending again."

But Mo Dongyang noticed something, and made a boo gesture to Mo Xin.

Something seemed to be brewing between the heaven and the earth, and the snow suddenly became heavy.

Kunlan silently stared at the snowy night sky. He let out a long breath and closed his eyes. Seven years ago, or in the last life:
The moment the W76-2 missile fell, the scarlet storm swallowed the Blood Ancestor who wanted to escape, tearing and destroying his body in a devastating manner.

Kunlan himself also closed his eyes, but——

The stream of light, golden streaks, and ultra-high temperature particles that came into the world enveloped him, and he didn't immediately disappear into ashes like the blood ancestor, but was washed away to another time and space by this world-killing energy.

The high temperature and high pressure melted and squeezed his flesh and bones, the golden streaks and light flow repaired his broken body, and the blood ancestor's undissipated particles were also mixed with Kunlan——

Time and space also collapsed and distorted at this moment, and time seemed to be fiddled with.

Everything about Kunlan has reversed growth, and his 1.9-meter body was slowly polished and melted in the fireworks...

Until I return to the place of life...

……

When Kunlan regained consciousness, Kunlan had already been brought here, Douluo Dalu!

……

at the courtyard.

Kunlan slowly opened his eyes, and a streak of golden lines flashed across his black eyes, which slowly turned into pure golden pupils, with red flame-colored patterns outlined on his face.

It was obviously snowing, but the sudden heat and oppression made Mo Dongyang and Mo Xin behind him startled.

Accompanied by a burning sensation released from Kunlan's body, they even felt a destructive and sacred aura.

As the master of Tandin's branch hall, Mo Dongyang immediately judged it——

Kunlan Wuhun has awakened.

Feeling the power gushing from his heart, Kunlan knew that his genetic shackles had been unlocked, and the road to the strong was before him as always.

The power awakened for the first time transformed and strengthened his body. His bones were covered with faint gold patterns, and his body was rendered crimson by the flames. Back in his body, these two abilities seemed to become stronger.

After a while, the power of awakening faded, and the fire lines on his body and face also faded.

The golden pupils in his eyes were also buried in the black pupils.

At this time, the dark snow of winter just stopped.

Kunlan didn't speak for a long time, he suddenly remembered something, and said in a low voice,

"There are many disturbances, and the strong walk alone."

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