The Unusual Number of Douluo

"Oh, I'm going! The stinky kid quickly loosened it and is about to break." The middle-aged man exhaled painfully, begging for mercy again and again.

The child stepped on the middle-aged man's calf and said leisurely: "Father, you are really getting weaker and weaker. You could teach me some fighting skills at the beginning, but now you can't connect me with two tricks."

"Oh, it's really boring." With a hand on his back, his immature face was raised forty-five degrees, and his face was full of melancholy.

The middle-aged man twitched his face fiercely, only feeling a sorrow in his heart, feeling so faceless.

But this kid is completely a freak, and his natural power can't be so outrageous.

"Are you my son?" The middle-aged man complained.

"Not your son?! It's not your son, who's the son!" At this moment, a plainly dressed woman walked out of the house. She happened to hear the middle-aged man's words. She became angry and suddenly a spatula appeared in her hand. The attacked the middle-aged man.

Seeing this, the child jumped off the middle-aged man's calf and smiled.

Without the restraints, the middle-aged man immediately began to hide. The woman refused to forgive him and beat him to hide in the courtyard, repeatedly begging for mercy.

Zhao Xuan watched from the side, and his thoughts gradually drifted.

That's right, you are not mistaken, this child who is only five or six years old is Zhao Xuan, and even Zhao Xuan himself has not figured out why he reborn with his memories and came to this world completely different from his previous life.

Maybe it had something to do with the weird things after death, but at this moment it was no longer what he was paying attention to.

Here, he is a brand new Zhao Xuan!A Zhao Xuan with a complete family!

His father, Zhao Shi, was a martial artist with good skills, but in this world respected by martial arts, his personal strength is of no use, and Zhao Shi's martial arts is just a waste martial arts—a hoe, so after traveling for half a year Shi Quan returned to Shenghun Village in dismay, and became a farmer with peace of mind. Due to the location of Shenghun Village, the farmer is also a good job, and his life is decent.

The mother Mu Qin was a peasant girl in the neighboring village of Shenghun Village, and Wuhun was also a waste Wuhun——the spatula. In the end, she married Zhao Shi somehow.

Zhao Xuan often teased Zhao Shi. Although his mother is not a beautiful woman who is not ashamed of the moon, she is also a rare Xiaojiabiyu, how can she fall in love with you as a fool.

Zhao Shi always looks proud at this point, and the surrounding ten miles and eight villages are full of waste martial arts spirits, but they can't beat my fists.

Although Zhao Xuan often laughed at him, he was also curious about this magical martial soul.

"However, it's coming soon." Zhao Xuan thought silently in his heart, and the soul master in Notting City will send someone to awaken the spirit in a few days.

On the one hand, Mu Qin finished cleaning up Zhao Shi and greeted Zhao Xuan: "Son, we have dinner."

Zhao Xuan responded, went in and ate breakfast, greeted the two of them and hurried out.

Zhao Xuan, who went out, didn't wander around, and ran straight to a small mountain bag outside the village.

At the top of the hill, a familiar figure was sitting crosswise.

There was a smile at the corner of Zhao Xuan's mouth, and he tiptoedly walked behind the figure. He was about to frighten, but he didn't want a helpless voice to be heard first.

"Xiaoxuan, can you not be so boring."

Zhao Xuan curled his mouth, lay down beside the figure, and casually pulled a blue silver grass into his mouth and chewed.

Goodbye to that figure, who is also a child who is only five or six years old. Perhaps he often bears the warmth of the sun, his skin is healthy and wheatish, his black short hair looks neat, and his clothes are simple but clean.

He closed his eyes lightly, and opened them again after an instant, with an imperceptible purple light flashing in his eyes.

"I said Xiao San, what do you think about the sun in one day, you might as well sleep at home." The child was named Tang San, who was also a child in Shenghun Village and Zhao Xuan's only playmate.

Strangely speaking, there are a few children of the same age in Shenghun Village, but Zhao Xuan and Tang San, two seemingly lonely children, have become playmates.

This may seem to be said to others, perhaps because they are all "withdrawn" children, and perhaps the communication is better.

However, only the two of them know that they meet each other because they have a strange attraction. They may be of the same kind, but they are definitely not so-called "withdrawn."

After all, Zhao Xuan didn't play with other children only because his mental age was too much older than them. As for Tang San, it might be because of this "more mature" thinking.

"I said, this is a peculiar way, I can teach you." Tang San whispered, his voice is soft, but it feels a little soft and moist.

Zhao Xuan shook his head and said, "If you don't learn, you don't know how long you have been watching the sun and you haven't achieved success. I don't know how long it will take to learn."

Tang San looked at Zhao Xuan seriously: "Nothing can be done overnight. The so-called dripping stone wear is like this. If you sink your heart to practice, you should be able to get started quickly with your talent."

Zhao Xuan suddenly stood up and looked at Tang San directly: "I said Xiao San..."

"What?" Tang San looked at Zhao Xuan curiously.

"You can just change your name to Tang Sanzang." Zhao Xuan first looked at Tang San seriously, but couldn't help laughing in the next moment.

"Tang Sanzang? Then...who is it?" Tang San looked blank, and kept recalling what Tang Sanzang was in his mind?

Looking at Tang San with an honest face, Zhao Xuan suddenly felt a little boring, his eyes rolled and said, "Mistress, or our two coaches."

Tang San stiffened, then showed a far-fetched smile at Zhao Xuan: "I still have to cook for Dad, next time."

After talking about Zhao Xuan's reaction, he hurriedly used the ghost trail to escape. Zhao Xuan couldn't help feeling depressed: "Is it so scary?"

Tang San, who hadn't run far, stagnated, and smiled wryly at the same time. It was not only terrible, it was terrible!

Thinking of the last time when Zhao Xuan missed a fist and smashed a tree with a bowl-thickness, Tang San was frightened for a while. Is this really something humans can do?

Zhao Xuan looked depressed, staring at the rising sun in a daze.

"By the way, I didn't eat anything indiscriminately. Why has my physical fitness become so strong?"

(PS: The two people have similar dispositions. Tang San has been an otaku for n years in order to be a Buddha angry Tang Lian, and Zhao Xuan, a hacker, has also been an otaku for n years.)

(PS: The explanation of Zhao Xuan's physique, the soul has been baptized by chaos to the nature of a little chaos demon, and the soul affects the body.)

(I didn't get out of the idioms of the same people before, and followed the original book with a lot of content, and the author is improving it. Also, the protagonist's original world can also be seen as a parallel world. Without the book of Douluo Continent, he doesn't know the so-called plot.)

Chapter Two Wuhun Awakens (repair)

Time flies like a white horse, and it is the day when Wuhun awakens unconsciously.

Zhao Xuan woke up early, but this was not his original wish, mainly because the old village head Grandpa Jack's loud voice was too noisy.

Zhao Xuan rubbed his eyes and followed old Jack. The old man was full of energy, his clothes were clean and tidy, and his hair was meticulously combed.

He was wearing a newly bought clothes, which was specially bought for this festive day, and he kept chattering: "You have to come on, and strive to have a soul master this year. I want to..."

Zhao Xuan took the words bitterly: "At the beginning, our Holy Soul Village had an eighth-class soul saint a hundred years ago. It is extremely rare in Notting City, and even the entire Fastino Province."

"Grandpa Jack, I'm almost reciting it." Zhao Xuan was helpless, and these words almost sounded like calluses, but helplessly, the soul sage who had never met is the faith of Grandpa Jack, and no one can say anything bad. .

Old Jack looked at Zhao Xuan, and said leisurely after staring at his scalp numb, "Just remember, this is the glory of our Holy Soul Village."

"Yes. Yes!" Zhao Xuan replied helplessly.

"By the way, Xiaosan, why do you have to take me with you."