Douluo's Emperor Dragon

Douluo Continent, southwest of Tiandou Empire, Fasino Province!

For the remote Notting City, Notting College is undoubtedly the best college in the entire Notting City, although it is only a junior soul master college.

In an independent courtyard of Notting College, a child of about five or six years old slowly retracted his posture and gently exhaled a breath.

His name was Lu Yuan, a child who was picked up by the dean of Notting College when he was a child. Since the dean of Notting College had no children, he adopted him for six years.

Lu Yuan has been different from ordinary people since he was a child. His soul comes from another place, a haunting blue planet.

At first, he didn't know where he was, until a middle-aged man killed a five-hundred-year-old saber-tooth thunder tiger with four bright soul rings. A yellow halo floated out from the body of the saber-tooth thunder tiger. , he probably knew where he had come, Douluo Continent!

This is a magical world, where there are soul masters and soul beasts, there are all kinds of magical martial spirits, there are the sacred purity of the Seraphim, the tyranny of the Clear Sky Hammer, the unparalleled assistance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and The sharp attack of the Seven Killing Sword.

And all of this has been remembered in his heart since the first time he opened his eyes when he was a baby.

"I'm six years old this year, and it's time to awaken my martial spirit. I wonder what kind of martial spirit I can awaken this time?" Lu Yuan murmured to himself.

On the Douluo Continent, the innate conditions of a martial spirit basically determine the upper limit in the future. A soul master with full innate soul power can at least cultivate to the soul saint as long as he practices step by step. If he works hard enough, he can reach the level of soul saint. Titled Douluo may not be impossible.

And a soul master with a first-level innate soul power can't break through the boundaries of the soul sect no matter how hard he tries.

Let’s not talk about the distance, let’s talk about the master he is very familiar with, Wuhun Luo Sanpao, with half a level of innate soul power. He has wasted half his life and is still stuck on the threshold of the soul master. If it were not for the help of the ninth-grade Zizhi, In his whole life, he may only be a twenty-ninth level great soul master.

Speaking of his martial spirit, Lu Yuan was still a little unsure. Unlike the people on Douluo Continent, he had the martial spirit inheritance of his parents. He was from a different world. What kind of martial spirit did he have? , no one knows.

Lu Yuan only felt that he seemed to be very different from ordinary people. His physical fitness was far beyond what a child of this age should be. Even some students in Notting College who had broken through to the soul master level were far behind in physical fitness. Not as good as him.

Therefore, he still has great expectations for his martial soul.

Speaking of this, Lu Yuan was also a little annoyed. He did not simply travel through time. Like the protagonists in many novels, he also had his own system, but his system seemed to like to pretend to be dead. After a big gift package for newbies, silence began.

And this silence has reached now.

"Let's go out and have a look!" After practicing every day, Lu Yuan likes to walk around the Notting Academy. With his strong physical fitness and the rewards from the novice gift package, although he has not yet entered the school, he is already a Notting Academy. He is a well-known figure in Ding Academy.

In Notting College, no matter which student sees him, he must be called "boss"!

With brisk steps, Lu Yuan walked out of his small courtyard.

"Hello boss!"

Walking on the path of Notting College, the students around him spontaneously called "boss", and Lu Yuan nodded coldly.

"By the way, when did they start calling me boss?" Lu Yuan tilted his head and thought for a moment.

"It seems like it started when I taught that guy Xiao Chenyu a lesson!"

Xiao Chenyu was the son of the lord of Notting City. He relied on his father's power to do mischief in the academy. One time, he got into trouble with him. Unexpectedly, he was beaten violently on the spot. Since then, his head has been beaten. Then there was an additional title of boss.

Lu Yuan walked slowly towards a flat wooden house where the master lived.

The master has a friendship with his cheap dad, the dean of Notting College. Since the master settled here, Lu Yuan often comes to ask the master for knowledge about martial arts.

The master is an old-fashioned scholar, and Lu Yuan is an eager student. Especially Lu Yuan's recognition and support of his core competition theory of the top ten martial arts also made the master very fond of this six-year-old child, so The two have always gotten along quite well.

"Boom!" The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from the distance, and the huge sound made Lu Yuan stop unconsciously.

Looking around, at a corner not far away, Xiao Chenyu stepped on the head of a student with his heel. Judging from the patched clothes on his body, he should be a work-study student.

Lu Yuan frowned. In Notting College, aristocratic students looked down on working-study students and even bullied them. These situations happened from time to time, and he was naturally aware of them.

Wherever there are people, there are fights. This is normal. The conflicts between nobles and civilians have been going on for a long time, so he usually doesn't bother to deal with these things. The same goes for the teachers in the academy, who turn a blind eye and close one eye.

But stepping on other people's heads like Xiao Chenyu did today is a bit too much.

After pausing, Lu Yuan walked towards the corner.

"Wang Sheng, are you convinced?" Xiao Chenyu was fighting fiercely, accompanied by two young men, Liu Long and Ling Feng, who looked full of playfulness.

"I don't accept it!" Wang Sheng struggled on the ground, but there was a huge gap in soul power. No matter how Wang Sheng moved, Xiao Chenyu's feet never moved. After all, Wang Sheng was only an eighth-level soul master, but Xiao Chenyu was already an eleventh-level soul master.

"Not convinced?" Xiao Chenyu laughed ferociously and rubbed the soles of his shoes hard against Wang Sheng's face.

"stop!"

Just when Xiao Chenyu was working hard, he was suddenly interrupted by an angry shout.

"Who dares to disturb this young master's good deeds?" Xiao Chenyu turned his head angrily. When he saw Lu Yuan's appearance clearly, all his anger was extinguished like water.

With a flattering smile on his face, Xiao Chenyu hurriedly said: "It turns out to be Boss Yuan. My younger brother, Xiao Chenyu, is polite."

It's no wonder that Xiao Chenyu was like this. Lu Yuan's beating made Xiao Chenyu lie in bed for half a month and complained to his father. However, his father, the city lord, took into account Dean Nording's reputation and not only did he not Instead of helping him, he gave him a severe lesson, so from now on whenever he saw Lu Yuan, he was like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Are you bullying the work-study students again?" Lu Yuan had a straight face and stared at Xiao Chenyu fiercely.

Feeling the gaze that was as commanding as a sword, Xiao Chenyu shrank unconsciously, and the scene of being beaten came back to his mind...