Rise of the Douluo Empire

Walking through the streets of the bustling city, numbly feeling the people coming and going around him, Li Yao went home from get off work as usual, the bus was as crowded as ever, and the city was as familiar and unfamiliar as ever.As a migrant worker, Li Yao graduated from university two years ago and works an ordinary job. He earns a salary that is neither high nor low, and he leads a decent life. He works a lot but does not receive commissions. I work overtime when others take holidays.The mortgage has not been paid off, so I have to buy insurance myself.

"Oh╯﹏╰I feel tired and don't want to breathe"

"Xiao~xin——" Suddenly a strange aunt next to me yelled

Li Yao, who was in a daze, was instantly awakened by the loud roar. He turned his head and looked towards the source of the sound, only to see everyone around him looking at the building next to him with horrified expressions.

"What, aliens have invaded the earth?" Li Yao muttered in his heart.His head also looked up with everyone's gaze, and he saw a cement slab above his head falling downwards with the sound of wind.

Li Yao felt that his whole soul was about to fly out, and he immediately wanted to hide aside, but his body did not obey his orders at all. His legs were weak and weak. As he watched the black shadow fall, his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness. , streams of blood emerged from the head.

"Oops! Someone is coming! Someone is dead!" the aunt shouted and ran towards the middle of the road as light as a swallow.

"Ah - Ah - Mom, I'm afraid." The little girl next to her fell into the arms of her mother and didn't dare to raise her head.

"Hey, call 110? Someone is dead here, come quickly." The owner of a roadside shop hurriedly called the police.

The city’s evening news reported, “Today, a falling object occurred in the pedestrian street of South Square in our city. A passerby was hit by a cement block that fell from the 18th floor. He died after being rescued. This station reminds citizens to be careful about falling objects when going out. Please observe carefully, pay careful attention, and protect yourself, our reporter reported.

However, all this has nothing to do with Li Yao.

----split line----

I don’t know that I am a guest in a dream. Sometimes in life, I can’t distinguish between reality and dreams. Just like Li Yao now, even though he has been in this world for 6 years, he still has a feeling of confusion. Don't go.Lying on the boulder next to the hill at the entrance of the village, basking in the warm spring sunshine, I fell into memories.

He only remembered that he was hit by a stone slab, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already a baby, being held in the arms of a kind old man.As a baby, he couldn't speak and had no ability to act independently. This saddened the soul of Li Yao, an adult. He felt so embarrassed and ashamed to shush in front of others.Fortunately, children always grow up quickly, and after getting rid of the shameful image, Li Yao began to understand this new world.

I heard from my adopted grandfather that this is a small village near Soto City in the Kingdom of Barak, Ooh Village, and it is a good place with beautiful mountains and clear waters.The village has made a living by raising grass chickens and other poultry for generations. It has an idyllic scenery and a peaceful look.

Li Yao always thought that this was an ordinary small mountain village. It wasn't until he was 2 years old when he heard from Ma Ben's grandfather that the soul master from Soto City's Wuhun Main Hall came to the village to awaken the Wuhun for a 6-year-old child. Now that I understand where this place is, no wonder it sounds familiar to me when I hear Soto City of Balak Kingdom. It turns out that this is Douluo Continent.

"Brother Yao, the village chief asked you to go home for dinner." The voice in his ear brought Li Yao back from his memories.

"Fat man, you came so diligently to ask me to eat, didn't you just want to come to my house to have a meal? I missed you that time," Li Yao teased.

"Brother Yao, come on, the village chief stewed chicken today, and I could smell the aroma when I went out," the little fat man urged eagerly.

Li Yao looked at the person coming. This little fat man's name was Ma Hongjun. Yes, he was the evil fire phoenix from Shrek's Seven Monsters - Ma Hongjun. He was a 6-year-old fat man with red hair styled into a mohawk. He was wide and fat. .The current Ma Hongjun has not yet awakened his martial soul, and has not been affected by the evil fire. His wretchedness is not obvious, and his fleshy round face is full of collagen. Anyone who sees him thinks he is a cute fat man.

"Okay! Don't rush me. Fatty, you have already bear the weight that you should not bear at this age. Don't you want to lose weight?" Li Yao's face was full of teasing.

"Brother Yao, you always say something I don't understand, and you are carrying a weight that I shouldn't bear. Let's leave quickly. The village chief is still waiting for us."

"Alas! People from other worlds can't even understand the simplest jokes. They are so boring." Li Yao sighed silently in his heart.

Li Yao got up and walked home with Ma Hongjun.Oh Oh Village is not big, with only two hundred households, all ordinary people who have awakened their martial spirits but have no soul power.A few years ago, the poultry in the village fell ill and infected the villagers. Fortunately, a number of people died, including the parents of Li Yao and Ma Hongjun. Fortunately, the Wuhun Palace sent a healing soul master to control it.Ma Benzai's grandfather was the village chief of Ooh Village. He was childless and adopted Li Yao, an orphan in the village. Ma Hongjun was also adopted by the uncle next door. There were not many people in the village, and it was not easy to watch because of the family ties. The children were left unattended.

"Grandpa, I'm back." Li Yao opened the wooden door and looked at the old man and said

"Xiao Yao, Hong Jun, come here, freshly stewed grass chicken." The old man's face was full of smiles. For the old man, his own Xiao Yao had been a smart and sensible child since he was a child.

Li Yao and Ma Hongjun sat at the round table, picked up the bowl handed by their grandfather and started eating.

"Grandpa Village Chief, your stewed chicken is so delicious," Ma Hongjun puffed out his cheeks and said vaguely.

"Ha! When have you ever come here and not said it's delicious?" Li Yao replied

Ma Hongjun is Li Yao's only friend in the past few years. Li Yao said, "I really can't be friends with a group of immature kids. If I hadn't seen Douluo in my previous life and was familiar with the character Ma Hongjun, Li Yao might have Even the little fat man didn't want to deal with it.But who makes Ma Hongjun a member of the protagonist group? It takes a long time to establish a relationship.

Ma Ben looked at the two people eating meat on the table and said slowly, "Xiao Yao, Hong Jun, you are already 6 years old, and it's time for your martial soul to awaken. In ten days, the martial soul hall will send a soul master." Come to the village, grandpa will take you to awaken your martial soul."

Hearing his grandfather talk about awakening the martial spirit, Li Yao felt a rush of fire in his heart. Li Yao, who had just traveled through time, was also looking forward to a golden finger and system binding, but there was no (﹏), so angry.Looking at the quiet mountain village, living in a small wooden house with a different architectural style from the previous life, waking up to see the rising sun, sleeping with the sunset, looking like a house with a small bridge and flowing water, I still thought that this kind of ordinary life would be good. Yes, the pastoral farming style feels good;

But after meeting the soul master of Wuhun Palace and the fat boy Ma Hongjun from the same village, and knowing the world and time he lived in, this unrealistic idea disappeared in an instant.Think about it, in a few years, the protagonist Tang San will begin his fateful moment and start a life of hanging on the wall. Each generation of hammer kings will be stronger, and each generation of hammer kings will hammer the pope. When the gods fight and mortals suffer, he doesn’t want to be like him again. It's the same in his whole life, misfortune comes and he dies miserably on the streets.

To say that the only person in Douluo who can really change the status quo is to awaken the martial soul and become a soul master.When he first saw the villagers summoning their own martial arts spirits such as grass chickens, flat-headed geese, and long-billed ducks, Li Yao found it very strange. When he was really in this world and saw this magical power, he was filled with excitement in his heart. There is only one thought: "So handsome, I want it too";

After losing the novelty at the beginning, when I thought about it carefully, I remembered that the quality of the martial soul in Douluo and the level of innate soul power are the key to determining whether a person can become a soul master.Even if a poultry martial spirit can generate soul power and practice, how far can it go?The most annoying thing is that this thing is inherited by blood, and the Wuwu Village has been passed down from generation to generation to poultry and animal martial arts souls such as grass chickens. Because the martial arts souls are of poor quality, there are few villagers who can produce soul power and embark on the path of soul masters. .

"I'm so panicked, I don't want a bastard, don't come over," Li Yao roared in his heart

Therefore, Li Yao was both looking forward to and worried about awakening his martial spirit. If he didn't have a golden finger, he would have to delete his account and start over if he awakened a fool. . . . .

Li Yao looked at Ma Hongjun sitting next to him. Now he could only look forward to awakening the mutated martial spirit like Fatty.

"Fat man, what martial spirit do you think you will awaken? Chicken, duck, goose, you choose one."

Ma Hongjun stared at the food in the bowl and didn't want to pay attention to Li Yao. After all, he was still a six-year-old child, a gluttonous age. He watched him swallow the food in his mouth and replied.

"I don't want poultry"

Ten days passed by in the blink of an eye, and today was the day to awaken his martial spirit. Li Yao had been insomnia since last night, and he could see bloodshot eyes in the morning.Following Grandpa, he called Ma Hongjun from next door, picked up the other children, and a group of seven or eight people headed towards the Wuhun Hall outside the village.

The Wuhun Hall outside the village is called a temple, but it is just a small church built with stones. When we arrived there, it was just as the sun was rising. The soul master of the Wuhun Hall had not yet arrived, and there were no children there. Playful and playful, even six-year-olds know what this day means to them.

Ma Ben was looking at the young faces of these children, but he felt sad in his heart, "Hey! It's been a long time since I saw the children in the village become soul masters and walk out of here."