Douluo's national art

"I didn't expect that it would have been four years since I came to this world." In the sunshine and under the shade of a tree, a handsome little boy lay on the grass and sighed while looking at the beautiful blue sky.

The boy's name is Ye Zixiao. He is not from this world. He comes from a place called Earth.I came to this world in a daze, and it was a world that I had seen in novels. This world was called Douluo Continent.And the place where he was at this time was one of the famous birthplaces in the world - Holy Soul Village. Yes, it was the Holy Soul Village with a blacksmith neighbor, and the blacksmith's child was named Tang San.

As a time traveler, it is no surprise that he carries a golden finger. The golden finger is not the main god or the system, but just a inheritance of national martial arts.

However, even though he has received such a inheritance of national martial arts, his inheritance of national martial arts emphasizes the practice of punches and kicks, rather than being as mysterious and mysterious as Tang San's Xuantian Kung Fu.This led to the fact that Ye Zixiao, who was five years old at this time, had been training for a year, but he had only improved his five-year-old physical fitness to that of a seven or eight-year-old.It would be good if my little arms and legs can now have twenty or thirty kilograms of strength.

Therefore, after knowing that his golden finger was very ordinary and that he could not directly start the game like other seniors, Ye Zixiao knew that if he wanted to have a wonderful life in this world, he must work hard and be diligent. cautious.

Therefore, when Ye Zixiao was four years old, he made a decision to be more prudent and establish a good relationship with Tang San, the Chosen Son.Therefore, people in Holy Soul Village would always see a four-year-old kid going to play with the blacksmith's kid every day, although the blacksmith's kid seemed to be absent-minded every time he came out to play.

However, Ye Zixiao didn't care at all. Instead, he enjoyed playing the role of a four-year-old child, carefree and laughing.Because Ye Zixiao played the role so well, Tang San, who came from the feudal martial arts society, seemed to be infected by this carefree little kid and slowly accepted this enthusiastic little kid.

However, after the friendship between the two had settled over a year, Ye Zixiao was very satisfied.At this time, he was already thinking that when his martial soul awakened a year later, if he followed the time-travel routine, he would definitely have a weird martial soul that matched his golden finger.

Then the arrogant little soul master Su Yuntao will definitely hit him, and then he will test his soul power when no one is optimistic about it, and then the soul power ball will emit a ray of light that blinds the dog eyes of the little soul master Su Yuntao. .Make a show of your holiness in front of others.

Thinking of the joy, Ye Zixiao couldn't help laughing.

Neighbors in the distance looked at the neighbor's kid and didn't know what the kid was doing so silly. But then they thought about it, isn't it normal for a kid to be silly...

In a blacksmith shop far away, Tang San, who was washing dishes and chopsticks, heard this extremely rampant silly music and couldn't help but look outside from the window. When he saw the silly little kid, he couldn't help shaking his head and laughing: "This kid's Happiness is so simple and enviable! It’s a pity that I have the body of a child but don’t have the mind of a child.”

At this moment, in another room of the blacksmith shop, Tang Hao was holding a wine bottle and sipping wine. He vaguely heard the extremely rampant silly music outside, and then looked at his little adult who looked after him like an adult. His own son.I don't know what he thought of, but he drank another sip of wine. After one sip, he fell straight towards the bed. A "bang" sound startled Tang San who was washing the dishes, but when he heard the sound, he jumped. The snoring that followed made me feel relieved again.

In the quiet Holy Soul Village, the golden sunshine, the gentle breeze, the giggles of children, the collision of bowls and chopsticks, and the snoring of drunkards, everything is so peaceful and peaceful.