Douluo: I penetrate the world with infinite martial arts

Under some bright sunlight, on a relatively sparsely populated road between mountains and fields, a group of carriages was traveling at a neither fast nor slow speed.

It was the wine caravan from Nanshan Village.

The tall horse that was pulling the cargo had dark skin, some cyan mane on its neck, and a pair of round horse eyes that were also glowing cyan. Its physique was much taller and burlier than ordinary horses, and it looked quite extraordinary at first glance.

This is a wind horse with some soul beast blood. It has a strong physique and excellent endurance. The green mane on its neck will automatically move in the wind when it moves. It looks very good.

It is said that the soul beast bloodline of Feng Ma is derived from the soul beast Wind Blade Wolf.

I don’t know whether it was because the wolf was lonely or because the horse was in love, that a hybrid breed like the Fengma was born, and it was able to break through reproductive isolation.

Wind horses are horses that often appear in many large caravans. They can run quickly while pulling tons of cargo.

Of course, Nanshan Village couldn't afford it in the past, but now, as a well-known wealthy village in ten miles and eight towns, Nanshan Village is not short of money, so it has equipped the wine transport fleet with wind horses.

At this moment, Yang Jian was sitting on the back of a wind horse, being held tightly by a beautiful and proud girl from Nanshan Village.

The girl's name is Yang Qiaoqiao (most people in Nanshan Village have the surname Yang). She is sixteen years old. Her skin is a healthy wheat color. When she smiles, she reveals two rows of white and neat teeth. She is the dream lover of many young men in Nanshan Village. .

At this time, Yang Qiaoqiao was holding Yang Jian with both hands, for fear that he would accidentally fall off the horse.

While Yang Jian was stroking Feng Ma's green mane, feeling how smooth and supple it was between his fingers, he twisted his neck, eliciting several cooing sounds from the girl and envious looks from the young people behind him.

"Don't move, be careful of falling."

Yang Jian felt the vibration of waves coming from time to time above his head, and rolled his eyes helplessly. His field of vision moved from bottom to top, and was suddenly blocked by two trembling objects.

His head felt a little heavy with such a foreign object on his head.

"Sister Qiao, can you let me ride the horse by myself?"

Yang Jian sighed and said.

Unfortunately, when Yang Jian said this, Yang Qiaoqiao hugged him tighter.

Although the fragrance on her body, which was like grass and flowers, was quite nice, Yang Jian just wanted to experience the feeling of galloping horses alone, so he wholeheartedly hoped that Yang Qiaoqiao would let go of him.

"No, you are the great treasure of our village and will become a soul master in the future."

"If I accidentally break it, the village chief will definitely teach me a lesson."

Nanshan Village finally gave birth to a little genius with soul power who could grow into a noble soul master in their eyes. The little overlord who was already loved by the villagers has now evolved into a big treasure that is loved by the villagers.

"Soul Master..." Yang Jian curled his lips.

In Douluo Continent, the status of merchants is not high.

Of course, this kind of businessman refers to ordinary people without soul power.

Because the most important thing in doing business is luck and brains, even if you don't have any hard skills, you still have the opportunity to accumulate wealth.

There are many wealthy non-soul master businessmen on this continent.

However, just like the people of Nanshan Village think at this time, even if they have money, in their eyes, soul master is still the most noble profession, even if the wealth in their hands can far exceed that of most soul masters.

In fact, it's not just businessmen, this idea is common in all walks of life in Douluo Continent.

Everything is inferior, only the soul master is superior.

When reading the original work, because the stage mainly focused on soul masters, Yang Jian didn't feel anything at that time. But when he came to this world in person, he now clearly felt the importance of soul masters in the eyes of ordinary people. high.

You must know that 90.00% of the people in this world, or even more, have difficulty awakening soul power, let alone having the right martial soul.

Su Yuntao walked through six or seven villages and towns in succession, but he might not be able to awaken a person with soul power.

While the soul masters are enjoying the praise, many ordinary people are still living a mediocre and boring life, and are just tools to support the soul masters.

This situation was actually quite similar to the world in his previous life in some respects, but it was just in a different form.

call............

A relatively refreshing wind blew by, coupled with the trembling of the weight above his head, interrupting Yang Jian's thoughts.

"The future soul master only wants to ride a horse by himself." Yang Jian twisted his body unhappily, trying to get rid of Yang Qiaoqiao's restraint, but he was worried that he would hurt her by using too much force.

The power contained in his body is completely inconsistent with his size and age.

This kind of struggle, which was neither gentle nor itchy, only made the girl blush slightly because it touched certain parts, but it was not enough to make her let go of her arms.

"Brother Yang, you are so blessed that you don't know how blessed you are."

"Yeah, how about we change?"

"Children really don't understand at all."

"........."

After seeing Yang Jian's behavior, the young men in the nearby Nanshan Village laughed and started teasing him.

Yang Jian himself didn't feel much, because they were all harmless jokes, and he had always had a good relationship with the villagers. However, Yang Qiaoqiao was like a kitten that had its fur blown, and he repelled them all.

Within a few minutes, the girl, who was very articulate and fast-talking, made several young men bow their heads and fall into silence.

"Hmph, I think you guys just need to be dealt with."

Yang Qiaoqiao took a deep breath and declared victory amidst the ups and downs.

In the warm and soft jade-like embrace, Yang Jian watched the farce with a smile on his lips.

He has always preferred this more simple atmosphere of life.

In this way, in a relatively relaxed atmosphere, the motorcade drove all the way, getting closer and closer to Notting City, and getting further and further away from the villages that Yang Jian knew well.

Although Notting City is a regular city, its development is not good due to its poor geographical location. It is just a remote small town in the Tiandou Empire.

"I don't know if there is a spirit fighting arena in Notting City. There should be one. The spirit fighting arena is basically a must-have in the city."

"Although Notting City is a bit remote, it is a city after all. There are many soul masters there, and there is probably a soul fighting arena."

Yang Jian thought to himself.

He wants to obtain martial arts points, and the most effective way is to teach martial arts. The other way is to fight with people, fight with powerful enemies, and obtain martial arts points on the tip of a knife.

For Yang Jian, the Soul Fighting Arena is a very good place. Moreover, the Soul Fighting Arena is a mixed bag with basically everyone. It is also suitable for Yang Jian to find opportunities to spread martial arts. Another important thing is that the Soul Fighting Arena There is no age limit, as long as they have soul power and soul rings, let alone six years old, even three-year-old children dare to agree to play.

After all, a large part of the empire's revenue comes from the fighting spirit arena.

Watching battles between soul masters in your spare time is one of the rare entertainments in this world.

Rustling... A few fallen leaves were blown down by the wind and fell on Yang Jian's shoulders.

He just raised his hand, intending to pinch it, but his body suddenly stopped for a moment, and then returned to normal.

casually brushing off the fallen leaves on his shoulders, Yang Jian looked straight ahead.

They are now about to reach a valley. On the left and right of the valley are tall, silent green peaks. There is only a narrow path between the two peaks, which can barely accommodate the passage of convoys and carriages.

Looking at the mountain road not far away in front of him, Yang Jian felt something was wrong.

The warrior's abundant energy allows him to obtain a large amount of information from the surrounding environment through various senses in an extreme period of time, collect and organize it, and feed it back into various information.

This ability has many names, intuition, sixth sense, intuition... In the final analysis, it is actually the intake and analysis of information about the surrounding environment. In fact, everyone has this ability, but warriors can Make the most of it.

Yang Jian likes to call it perception.

A few weeks ago, he had a similar feeling to today when he passed by the grass near a venomous snake.

"Sister Qiao, I have a stomachache and I want to go for some relief. Just wait for me for a few minutes."

Seeing that the convoy was getting closer and closer to the mountain trail, Yang Jian thought for a few seconds before speaking loudly and decisively.

After hearing Yang Jian's words, the moving convoy stopped temporarily.

Although this would delay some travel, the villagers didn't say anything. After all, Yang Jian is now the big treasure of Nanshan Village.

Next to her, Yang Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, then she let go of her arm holding Yang Jian and said, "Let's deal with it in the woods beside the road. Go back quickly." Perhaps because she was a little worried, she suddenly added: "Do you want me to go with you?"

Yang Jian:............

"No need."

"Huh? What do you mean no need to use?" Yang Qiaoqiao was confused.

"No need, no need."