[Dou Po] I heard that the young master has a secret

We live on an unknown planet, and it is called the Dou Qi Continent.The Douqi Continent has a vast territory and is filled with thousands of races. In the north of the continent, there are barbarians who claim to be infinitely powerful and can fuse with beast souls. In the south, there are also various monster families with extremely high IQs. The famous dark race.

Here, vindictiveness is the only main theme of this continent.Establishment and overthrow, after several generations of writing notes left under the tip of the pen, fighting spirit has developed to its peak, and everyone respects the powerful person of fighting spirit.

In the Douqi Continent, there is a saying: If you fall off a cliff or fall into a cave, don't panic, just take two steps forward, maybe you will become a strong one!

These words are not false. In the nearly thousand years of history of the mainland, such stories of becoming strong by relying on adventures are not common.The consequence of this story is that it has created a large number of people with dreams waiting on the edge of the cliff every day, preparing to jump off the cliff to obtain the peerless skills. Of course, most of these people returned with broken arms and legs... .

In short, this is a continent full of miracles and miracles!

And the protagonist of the story I wrote, strictly speaking, he has lived here for 14 years.

——Three Stages of Fighting Power

There are five glaring big characters shining on the test magic stone. The young man is expressionless, with a self-mockery on the corner of his lips, and his eyes are like a pool of stagnant water, dark and heavy. Looking at him will make you shudder, but if you observe carefully, you may still You can feel the helplessness like a thread.

"Xiao Yan, fighting power, third rank. Level, low level!" Beside the test magic stone tablet, a middle-aged man glanced at the information displayed on the tablet, and announced it indifferently.

As soon as the middle-aged man blurted out his words, it was no accident that there was a commotion of ridicule in the crowded square.

"Three paragraphs? Hehe, as I expected, this 'genius' is still standing still!"

"If the patriarch hadn't been his father, this kind of waste would have been driven out of the family long ago and left to fend for itself. How could he have the opportunity to stay in the family for free?"

"Hey, how did the talented boy who was famous in Wutan City in the past become so depressed now?"

The disdainful ridicules and sighs of regret from around fell on the ears of the young man who stayed in place like a wooden stake, like sharp thorns piercing his heart fiercely, making the young man's breathing slightly short, and the young man was a bit in a trance , as if returning to that past.

Out of tune with the world in all directions, the solitary and independent young man slowly raised his head, revealing a somewhat delicate and immature face, his eyes swept over the mocking people around him, and at some point, his dark eyes flashed with light and surprise, The corners of the young man's mouth split open without warning, revealing rows of white teeth. The young man hurried to the side and was the first to speak out heartily, "Miao, aren't you coming?" He clearly said he was going to clean the yard.

Everyone's eyes followed the young man's movements, and also saw a girl standing behind the crowd, that is, this lovely girl who was taller than the young man by a head, wearing a stone green dress, peach cheeks and willow eyes, I feel pity.The girl lowered her head slightly and pressed close to the boy's ear, and said softly: "Today, the young master is testing his fighting spirit, how could I not come?"

The boy didn't care about the puffs of heat coming from his ears, he rubbed the girl's lowered head roughly with his hands, and said with a smile: "Then I'm really happy!"

The heart-warming action between the two aroused the red eyes of others, and they were just about to go up and mock the pair of master and servant who had been down and out many years ago, but they were interrupted by a voice.

"Next, Xiao Mei!"

Hearing the tester's shout, everyone turned their attention to another girl.

"Xiao Mei, fighting spirit, seventh stage. Level, advanced!"

Hearing the voices of envy from the crowd, the girl had a smug smile on her cheek.

Xiao Mei was laughing and chatting with her usual sisters, Xiao Mei's eyes suddenly passed through the surrounding crowd, and stopped at the figure outside the crowd who was chatting and laughing with the beautiful woman beside her.

"Alas..." With an inexplicable sigh, Xiao Mei's mind suddenly appeared in the mind of the high-spirited young man three years ago, who practiced Qi at the age of four, broke through the tenth level of Dou Qi at the age of 11, and successfully condensed his fighting spirit. Cyclone became the youngest fighter in the family within a hundred years.

Back then, the boy was confident and had immeasurable potential, so many young girls were attracted to him.

However, the path of a genius always seems to be tortuous. Three years ago, the young genius who had reached the pinnacle of fame suddenly received the cruelest blow in his life. It disappeared overnight, and the fighting spirit in the body also became less and less strangely with the passage of time.

The direct result of the disappearance of Dou Qi is that its strength is constantly retreating.

From the altar of genius, he fell overnight to the point where he was inferior to ordinary people. This kind of blow made the young man lose his soul, and the name of genius was gradually replaced by disdain and ridicule.

The higher you stand, the harder you fall. This fall may never have a chance to get up again.

"Next, Xiao Xun'er!"

Among the noisy crowd, the tester's voice sounded again.Following the sound of this somewhat elegant name, the crowd suddenly fell silent, and all eyes suddenly shifted away.

At the place where everyone's eyes converged, a girl in a purple dress was standing gracefully, like a lotus just blooming.

Xiao Xun'er walked in front of the magic stone tablet, stretched out her small hand, and the purple sleeve inlaid with gold silk slipped down, revealing a white and delicate wrist, then lightly touched the stone tablet, she was slightly silent, on the stone tablet, the dazzling light once again bloom.

"Dou Zhi Qi, Ninth Duan. Level, Advanced!" Looking at the writing on the stele, the field fell into a moment of silence.

"It's really scary to reach the ninth stage!" After the silence, the people around swallowed involuntarily, their eyes full of awe.

Looking at the information on the stele, the middle-aged examiner beside him showed a rare smile on his indifferent face, and said slightly respectful to Xiao Xun'er: "Miss Xun'er, you should be able to condense the whirl of fighting spirit soon. , if you succeed, you will become a fighter at the age of 14, and you will be the second person in the Xiao family within a hundred years!"

Yes, the second person, and that No.1 is the fallen genius Xiao Yan.

"Thank you." Xiao Xun'er nodded slightly, turned around quietly, and then walked slowly to the end of the crowd under the fiery attention of everyone.

"Brother Xiao Yan." Standing in front of the young man, Xiao Xun'er bowed respectfully towards Xiao Yan, the first smile since just now bloomed on her small face.

"Well, not bad, not bad, I've reached the ninth stage so soon." Xiao Yan folded his arms around his chest, sized up the little girl in front of him, nodded in satisfaction, his eyes showed a bit of sincerity.

"Hey, Xun'er can't compare to Brother Xiao Yan." Xiao Xun'er put her hands behind her back and laughed.

"Xun'er, the young master is not the only one in my eyes, sister A Miao is also counted!" Xiao Miao, who had been ignored all this time, showed her head behind Xiao Yan, and said with a bit of taste.

"Oh, when did Sister A Miao come here? Xun'er didn't see it!" Xiao Xun'er feigned surprise and covered Cherry's mouth with both hands, but her eyes were full of smiles.

"You won't have a share of the bean paste cakes made tomorrow." Xiao Miao turned around behind Xiao Yan with her hands behind her back like a resentment.

"No, good sister, I know that Xun'er likes your red bean paste cake the most!" Xiao Xun'er ran behind Xiao Yan and pulled Xiao Miao's sleeves, coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, let's go back quickly, we're going to have dinner." Xiao Yan looked at the two helplessly, and finally pushed their heads back to the residence under the burning eyes.

The moon is like a silver plate, and the sky is full of stars.

On the top of the cliff, Xiao Yan lay reclined on the grass. He raised his somewhat fair palms to block his eyes. Through the gaps between his fingers, he looked at the huge silver moon in the sky.

Withdrawing his palms lazily, resting his hands on his head, his eyes were a little dazed.

"Heh, I'm going to live a waste life again..." The helpless ridicule spit out from the boy's mouth without borders.

The flowers bloom and fall, just like the boy who was sharp and sharp that year, who has become calm at some point.

He never remembered what Xiao Yan was like before crossing over to this continent.

Sighing sadly, Xiao Yan caressed a black ring on his finger. There were some fuzzy lines drawn on the simple ring, slowly rubbing against the lines, a sense of sadness was unavoidable. It came to my mind, "Mom, since you're all back, why didn't you let me see you!" We haven't seen each other for decades.

Xiao Yan suddenly turned his head and smiled towards the gloomy woods under the moonlight: "Father, you are here."

"Hehe, Yan'er, it's so late, why are you still here?" After a moment of silence, the branches swayed, and a middle-aged man jumped out, with a smile on his face, staring at the place where he was standing. Son of the Moonlight.

"Father, haven't you rested yet?"

"Yan'er, are you still thinking about the exam this afternoon?" Xiao Zhan said with a smile as he strode forward.

"One more year." Xiao Yan suddenly changed the topic, as if he had thought of something, his eyes were a little brighter at this moment.

"One year?" Xiao Zhan was stunned for a few seconds, and then thought of the coming-of-age ceremony that was just around the corner. The middle-aged man suddenly lowered his head, sighed weakly, and said guiltily, " Yan'er, if you can't reach the seventh stage after a year, I'm afraid..."

"Father, don't worry, trust me!" Xiao Yan smiled at the lost Xiao Zhan, the confidence in this smile made Xiao Zhan unconsciously feel a little lost.

The exaggerated Xiao Zhan patted him on the head, then stood up, and said with a smile: "It's getting late, go back and rest, tomorrow, there will be distinguished guests in the family, don't be rude, let Xiao Miao give it to you." Prepare a nicer dress." After speaking, he winked at Xiao Yan, laughed and left.

"Hehe." Facing such a father, Xiao Yan said that he didn't know what to say.As for the distinguished guests, Xiao Yan's expression darkened.

Forget it, take care of that much.Xiao Yan, who was too lazy to think about it, lay down back on the grass, and put his arms across his eyes, covering the bright moonlight. The black ancient ring in his finger suddenly lit up with an extremely faint and strange light, and the light blinked. Then die.

"Young Master, it's time to go back. You'll catch a cold if you sleep outside." The crisp voice woke up the sleeping boy. He opened his eyes and vaguely saw a girl with her back to the moonlight. It became like silver frost, and the translucent emerald green eyes were so clear that the tomboy who was black and thin back then became beautiful.

"Miao?" Xiao Yan asked with some doubts, his tone carried the feeling of being coquettish when he just woke up.

"Master, hurry home, the patriarch said that there will be distinguished guests tomorrow, so don't stay in bed then!" Xiao Miao put a blanket on Xiao Yan who sat up, and helped him up.

"You don't need to help me, young master, why would I stay in bed, I woke up by myself in the morning." Xiao Yan waved away Xiao Miao's extended hand, opened his eyes and spoke nonsense, and swore to the death to defend his last honor as a young master.

"Okay." Xiao Miao finally followed the third young master back to the yard.

Then when the door of Xiao Yan's house was about to be closed, the young master inside suddenly said, "Miao, remember to call me tomorrow morning!"

"Pfft!" Xiao Miao didn't hold back, and burst out laughing, just now who said she wouldn't stay in bed and get up by herself.

"I heard it!" The young master was angry.

"Good night, master, Ah Miao is going to bed." After speaking, Xiao Miao quickly closed the door and walked back to her hut.

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