Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

After entering Chang'an College from the atrium avenue at the entrance, there is a huge auditorium that can accommodate a thousand people, and then the faculty and staff office building.

Further back, from right to left, are six teaching buildings, eighteen playgrounds and training grounds, a large library and dormitory areas.

Behind them are thirty-six fighting arenas, an exhibition hall, twenty types of simulated environments scattered around, and so on.

Of course, they were all trapped inside by tall city-like walls.

Because of the beast tide, Chang'an College is one of the defensive corners of Chang'an City.

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Chen Xiaojun left Chen Cong's office and strolled to the vast playground of the college at a leisurely pace with a bit of uninhibitedness and freedom.

The sunlight sprinkled like pieces of gold, covering this land where cultivation and rest coexist with a layer of golden veil.

On the playground, a group of boys and girls were standing or sitting. The awakening of their martial spirits made their youth more brilliant than that of ordinary people, and their eyes were flashing with desire and excitement for the unknown world.

Their martial spirits may be strong or weak, but everyone has the dream of becoming a top spirit master in their hearts.

The young men gathered in groups of three or five, and every encounter stirred up the sparks of youth. They either exchanged martial arts skills or discussed interesting things and anecdotes, but he was the one who talked the most.

The girls gathered together, whispering, occasionally looking up into the distance, their eyes flashing with longing for the future and a hint of barely perceptible shyness.

"Sisters, look what I got?"

[You always inadvertently lean your figure on the top of the moon,

Under the endless silver light, you dance gracefully like a dream.

I followed the fragrance and traveled through endless distances.

Just to see your stunning face.

Who is bathing with a beautiful woman in the sandy river, as if heaven and earth have merged into one?

Who else is lying on the bed with a beauty in the sunset, intoxicated by the passage of a thousand years?

I never said that I was just a speck of dust under your feet.

But you are the eternal Loulan in my heart. 】

[You, like the phantom on the top of the bright moon, came into my sight inadvertently.

Under the vast moonlight, you dance gracefully, weaving a dreamy picture.

I traveled thousands of miles just to pursue that fragrance.

Just to capture the brilliance of your smile when you look back at me in this vast sea of ​​stars.

On the bank of the distant Sand River, we seemed to be one with the world.

Under the setting sun, we snuggled together, intoxicated by a thousand years of gentle time.

Although I am as humble as dust, I silently guard the edge of your world.

But you are the everlasting Loulan in my heart, eternal and brilliant. 】

"Wow, is this Mr. Wushuang's draft? Are these different lyrics for 'My Loulan'?"

"Yes, yes, I have heard of it. Due to the limited rules of the song, he could only write the simplest lyrics for My Loulan. In fact, he wrote a lot of lyrics privately."

"It's really beautiful. I wish Master Wushuang could write it for me."

"Just think about it, you idiot."

"Don't mention Mr. Wushuang. If anyone writes me a poem like this, I will marry him."

"..."

When their eyes meet a boy they like, a blush will unconsciously appear on their cheeks. It is the shyness and throbbing unique to youth, just like the first blooming flowers in spring, beautiful and moving.

At this time, a boy and a girl approached quietly from a distance, their martial spirits gently touched, as if they were silently communicating their feelings to each other.

The girl's cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes flashed with shyness and expectation; the boy's eyes were firm and gentle, as if they could dispel all obstacles and protect this pure emotion.

Chen Xiaojun's eyes swept across these young faces, and ripples appeared in his heart.

He couldn't help but smile and secretly blessed her in his heart.

In this world of soul masters, the budding of emotions often quietly blooms along with the growth of martial souls.

He remembered that when he first visited Chang'an College, it was also on this playground that he secretly exchanged glances with a veiled girl he liked. That youthfulness and throbbing feeling are still the most gentle memories in his heart.

In this world where the strong are respected, being able to have a sincere emotion is undoubtedly the most precious wealth.

He shook his head slightly and continued walking forward, but the emotion for the beautiful emotions of youth was like the breeze on the playground, gently blowing through his heart and leaving behind a feeling of warmth and emotion.

On this playground, the awakening of emotions and the collision of martial spirits are intertwined to form a series of splendid pictures.

"Is that figure Mr. Wushuang?"

"Oh my, it seems to be true, it's Brother Hongchen for sure!"

"Finally we caught him. He slipped away too quickly yesterday."

"Sisters, charge, catch them alive!"

"Yes, yes, this one is fresh."

Before he finished speaking, dozens of young women rushed towards him like arrows.

Chen Xiaojun's shoulders trembled slightly involuntarily, and then his body shook and turned into seven afterimages, rushing towards the dormitory area.

Using the Spiral Nine Shadows in such an occasion is simply ridiculous.

Speaking of which, since he stepped into the gate of Chang'an College, his Spiral Nine Shadows Body Technique has been improved a lot, leaping from five shadows to seven shadows.

A group of girls were chasing him relentlessly, while he was walking ahead at a lightning speed.

Not far away, a group of boys were laughing happily.

"Hahaha, they start catching Wushuang again."

"Wow, this is a beautiful scenery on campus!"

"This is probably what is called a 'sweet trouble'."

"I heard that she already has a childhood sweetheart."

"Is there any necessary connection between Zhu Wushuang and his childhood sweetheart?"

"It's like drawing lots."

"Is not it?"

"It seems to be true, hahaha."

On the vast playground between the teaching building and the dormitory area, girls catching Wushuang Gongzi has become an indispensable and fun activity in Chang'an College's daily life.

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The moment Chen Xiaojun stepped into the dormitory area, the girls who were chasing him stopped.

His courtyard is behind the dormitory building, hidden among the lush hills. It is cleverly built against the hillside and is quiet and elegant.

Chen Xiaojun couldn't help but hum a tune with a melodious melody. It was the tune of "My Loulan", with a bit of nostalgia and affection.

His steps swayed gently with the melody, and the song he sang became more affectionate and lingering, as if every note contained his deep attachment and yearning for Xiaoyi:

You always accidentally lean your beautiful figure against the moon

The endless moonlight dances with your beautiful dreams

I smell the fragrance and travel infinitely far

Just to see your face

Who bathes in the sand river with the beauty and becomes a world for each other?

Who sleeps with the beauty at sunset and gets drunk for two thousand years?

Never said I am your dust

But you are my Loulan]

In the past, he loved the graceful melody of the song "My Loulan", and now, every word of the lyrics deeply touches his heart.

Because the lyrics seemed to be tailor-made for Xiaoyi in his mind. Every image overlapped with Xiaoyi's figure, making him intoxicated by the beauty and mystery that belonged only to her.

The singing echoed in the sky, carrying Chen Xiaojun's deep feelings for Xiaoyi.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a world that belonged only to him and Xiaoyi. All his worries and sorrows were melted away by this deep affection. Even the air was filled with sweetness and romance, leaving only the purest and most sincere emotions in his heart.

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Chen Xiaojun stepped lightly into the quiet courtyard, and there was some movement inside.

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, several people came towards him. Zhu Wuneng and Dugu Fu walked in front, followed by a young man with a gentle temperament like jade who walked leisurely. Beside him was a slightly reserved young man, whose brows were somewhat similar to the former.

Chen Xiaojun said with a smile: "It's Aliang, Wencai is here too."

That gentle and elegant young man is Ma Liang.

He replied, "Sixth Brother, I have reached level 40, and I will also go on this soul hunt."

Chen Xiaojun turned to look at the reserved young man: "What about Wencai?"

Ma Wencai, who was a little shy, replied: "Xiaojun, I am also level 30."

Ma Liang said with a gentle smile, a hint of happiness and relief: "Yes, my cousin is level 30."

Ma Wencai is actually Ma Liangcai, the son of Ma Zhibin.

Three years ago, before Ma Liangcai obtained his first soul ring, he took three eighth-grade purple ganoderma and a baptism of a pool of blazing fire spring from the Yin-Yang Eye of Ice and Fire.

As a result, his innate soul power increased from level 2.2 to level 5.6. The lower the level, the better the effect.

Moreover, when he obtained his first soul ring, in the case of the soul beast carefully selected by Chen Cong and Chen Xiaojun, his martial soul also mutated and was no longer an ordinary pheasant.

This made Ma Zhibin laugh so hard that his eyes almost disappeared, and he didn't even notice that tears were coming out.

To celebrate this new life, he simply changed his beloved son's name from Ma Liangcai to Ma Wencai.

In addition, everyone in the Ma family noticed the changes in Ma Liang.

So, three years ago, Ma Liang was arranged into Chang'an College by taking advantage of his identity as Chen Xiaojun's younger brother, and was in the same class as Chen Xiaojun.

Ma Zhibin also took the opportunity to send his son Ma Wencai over, but he was not in the key class.

In recent years, the Ma family has been quite optimistic about the rise of the Chen family. They have frequently shown goodwill and obtained many rare things from the Chen family, especially the wine and purple fungus, which made them very satisfied.

All I can say is that the Ma family can really lose face, especially Ma Zhibin, who is almost fawning and shameless.

They valued Chen Xiaojun even more, so they asked Ma Liang and the others to follow him closely, and they also hoped that Chen Xiaojun could lead them.

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However, Ma Wencai today is already level 30 at the age of fifteen. This level of cultivation can barely be considered average, or even a little behind.

But Ma Wencai was extremely happy in his heart. After all, he finally crossed the threshold of Soul Master.

This result is not only due to his own hard work and persistence, but also due to his father Ma Zhibin's unremitting and crazy investment of resources.

This persistence, which comes from his innocent childhood dreams and his mother's eyes full of reluctance and guilt before her death, is deeply imprinted in his heart.

I still remember the moment when my martial spirit awakened and my father Ma Zhibin’s almost collapsed expression.

What he awakened was the Golden Pheasant Martial Spirit, whose innate grade was only 2.2. This cruel reality once made him fall into confusion and chaos.

When he emerged from that dark period, he found himself in a remote village where the martial spirits of the people were mostly poultry, and most of them had the same surname as him, Ma. It seemed like a joke of fate.

He spent his days in that village in a daze, and then entered the junior soul master academy in the small town where the village was located and began his academic career.

During this period, my father occasionally came to visit, but would leave in a hurry after a short stay. Every time he left, there was an indescribable complex emotion in his eyes.

Gradually, he understood the waves in his father's eyes, which was an unbearable self-blame and guilt.

The real turning point began three years ago, with a silent but significant transformation.

That summer, his father Ma Zhibin took him out of the small village and came to Chang'an City, and the trajectory of his life changed drastically.