Douluo: Invincible from copying books

It was already evening, and the setting sun was setting in the west, dyeing the sunset glow on the horizon into a red-purple color.

The old man who used to lie on the rocking chair without even bothering to open his eyes was now in front of the library window, looking at the sunset in the horizon.

The originally thin and gaunt figure actually revealed Yuan Ting Yue Zhi's demeanor inexplicably.

Cheng Mo stood behind him, looking at the old man, with thoughts in his mind.

Although he had guessed before that this old man was probably a hidden master, he was still a little surprised when he heard his message at the Academic Affairs Office today.

The old man looked at the brilliant sunset in the sky and sighed a little. He didn't know whether he was feeling sorry for himself or what had happened recently.

He turned around, looked at Cheng Mo and said, "You boy, I have never seen before that your little mouth can be so talkative."

"Su Wen is so angry after being scolded by you!"

Cheng Mo smiled and said, "Isn't it your old man who has spoken?"

Cheng Mo smiled shyly and said, "Otherwise I wouldn't be such a bold person."

"My classmates all know that I have always been an honest and honest person who respects teachers."

The old man couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Cheng Mo's shameless look.

"You have a little bit of the demeanor of my old man when he was young. You are bold, thick-skinned and dark-hearted."

Cheng Mo couldn't help but was speechless. Are you scolding me or yourself?

The old man said with some melancholy: "What a pity Su Wen is!"

"He was also a person who had made great contributions to the college. However, he was later transferred to the Academic Affairs Office after he was seriously injured and could not be cured."

"Although he had some greed for money in the past, he was able to restrain himself."

The old man sighed and said, "It's just that in the past two years, his son has gone to a senior college, and the expenses have increased significantly."

"He began to search for property more and more unscrupulously. The college turned a blind eye because of his past friendship."

The old man said helplessly: "It's just that you kid has made such a big noise recently. No matter how many people there are, it's too late to hide. He still moves forward by himself. It's really stupid!"

Cheng Mo couldn't help but complain: "So you let me be the bad guy and help you beat him up."

"At the same time, it can be regarded as protecting him and preventing him from getting into this muddy water."

Cheng Mo said innocently: "You kill two birds with one stone, getting the best of both worlds."

"It's pitiful for me, a little kid, to offend a big shot like Director Su."

"And his son is still a student at the Advanced Academy. You have dug a big hole and asked me to jump down."

The old man laughed and scolded: "You brat got the advantage and acted like a good boy. If I didn't help you carry it, you would have packed up and left the college today."

The old man paused and said, "But I never owe favors to others. Since you do things for me, you will naturally benefit from it."

After the old man said this, he pondered for a moment, took out a jade plaque from his arms, and handed it to Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo was not polite and directly reached out to take it.

The old man said with some nostalgia: "This is a soul skill I created when I was young."

"Although the power is not too strong, the threshold for practice is relatively low."

"You will soon have a duel with the little fat guy from the Jia family, so I will give you this to increase your chances of winning."

The old man said somewhat solemnly: "Now your duel with the little fat guy from the Jia family has attracted a lot of people's attention."

"The current situation may not be a good thing for you."

Cheng Mo played with the jade token in his hand and asked curiously: "What do you mean by this? Isn't the public opinion now against me?"

Seeing Cheng Mo's confused look, the old man couldn't help but shook his head and said, "He is still a child after all!"

The old man sighed and said: "Silly boy, what do you think is a noble and what is a commoner?"

"People with a lot of money are not necessarily nobles!"

"A powerful person is not necessarily a noble!"

"People with high prestige are not necessarily nobles!"

The old man said solemnly: "In this world, families with powerful martial soul inheritance are the real nobles!"

"A powerful martial spirit represents strength, status, power and wealth."

"A family that can pass down martial arts through blood is a true noble."

"They are born noble and destined to have a starting point that ordinary people cannot match and a bright future."

The old man said with an incomprehensible expression: "This world is the world of martial spirits, so it is also the world of nobles!"

Cheng Mo couldn't help but ask: "But there are countless civilian soul masters. Some of them are geniuses and some are strong!"

The old man shook his head slightly and said: "The reason why nobles are nobles is because their martial arts spirits can be passed down through blood."

"Among the common people, there may be geniuses who can gain great strength through the mutation of martial souls."

"But it's difficult for these mutated martial spirits to be passed down stably."

The old man said, his voice suddenly turned a little cold, "Once these civilian geniuses can pass on their martial arts stably through their bloodline, they will become new nobles."

"True nobility does not rely on the canonization and recognition of the empire or Wuhun Palace."

"It's the martial soul inherited in the blood that makes them naturally powerful and noble!"

Cheng Mo couldn't help but froze, as if a divine thunder struck his mind, causing his brain to become confused.

He suddenly remembered that in the original work, the most powerful force behind Wuhun Palace was Qianjia.

This family inherited the Seraph Martial Spirit and almost always controlled the Martial Spirit Hall.

Not to mention the Tiandou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, members of the royal family of all generations have inherited powerful martial spirits.

As for the seven major sects in the mainland, they are essentially the inheritance of the family.

The Haotian Sect, the Tang family, inherited the Haotian Hammer.

The Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Sect, the Yu Family, inherits the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus.

The Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning family, inherits the Qibao Glazed Pagoda.

Cheng Mo couldn't help but murmur to himself, so this world has always been a world of nobles!

Nobles are the real rulers and supreme masters of this world!

The overt and secret struggles between the two empires and the seven sects in Wuhun Palace are nothing more than civil strife between nobles.

Cheng Mo thought about all this clearly and couldn't help but feel heavy pressure.

The truth of this world is so cruel that it makes people almost breathless.

Even Tang San, the protagonist of the original work, is actually a noble!

When he understood all this, Cheng Mo seemed to feel the boundless darkness shrouding him.

Heavy, depressing, desperate!

However, Cheng Mo was not a native of this world after all. His experience made him feel disheartened but not completely defeated.

Cheng Mo suddenly understood what the old man said: "The current public opinion seems to be one-sided in favor of me, but this world is a world of nobles!"

"Why are they so calm?"

"Maybe you don't care?"

"After all, as long as they possess a powerful martial spirit inheritance, no one can challenge their status!"

Cheng Mo thought it was a little impossible. The big nobles might not care, but why would the nobles with weaker martial soul heritage be indifferent?

"Maybe someone has already taken action, but I haven't noticed it yet?"

Cheng Mo suddenly felt cold, and he suddenly realized that he had been too careless during this period.

Various opportunities and gains have fascinated his eyes.

He didn't find anything wrong with such a strange situation, and instead felt complacent about it.

At this moment, Cheng Mo suddenly realized the huge danger, which was quietly coming towards him from the darkness.

Someone must have taken action. Cheng Mo suddenly thought of Director Su. Is he really just motivated by profit?

I'm afraid not!

I'm afraid this matter has completely exceeded my expectations and control!

Cheng Mo played with the cold jade token in his hand, and the slight coolness made his thoughts clear.

There must be another force in this world!

The power of the common people!

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have the jade card in my hand!

Otherwise, there would not be such one-sided public opinion now!

There must be some people who are not willing to give in!

There must be someone still working hard quietly!

There must be someone waiting for the opportunity!

After all, this is the world of martial arts!

Everyone in this world can awaken their martial soul.

More than 99% of the people in this world are civilians!

There must still be hope and passion in their hearts!

That’s why Soul Breaking the Sky caused such a big sensation!

That’s because too many people are unwilling to do so!

Cheng Mo suddenly understood. His Jade Book martial spirit suddenly appeared in his palm, and the martial spirit exuded a faint light.

I am not alone!

Moreover, I also possess the magical Jade Book Martial Spirit, and countless classic works from previous lives.

This is the world of martial arts, a world where everything is possible!

There was an inexplicable brilliance in Cheng Mo's eyes, as bright as stars, radiant, and seemed to contain endless hope!