Douluo: I have a ball martial soul

After sending Liu Qiang away, the leftover food was reheated in the pot before Liu Ping and Liu Mei started eating.

Liu Ping simply ate some and started to help clean up the dishes. As for Liu Mei, a child ran to the side to play.

"Alas..." Returning to the room, looking at the ceiling, Liu Ping finally sighed. It had been three days since he had only raised half a level of soul power. When would he be able to obtain the first soul ring.

My system, are you lost.

After slowing down for a while, Liu Ping continued to stand up and began to "practice". He didn't have any skills such as Xuantian Kung Fu. What he did have was sitting cross-legged and meditating.

Let yourself be calm. This seems to be how cultivation works in this world. As for the master's method, it is to explore potential and increase the speed of cultivation.

Go to the Soul Fighting Arena to gain actual combat experience.

If you want to improve your soul power, you should practice step by step.

"Martial spirit, ball, appear!" Summoning the martial spirit again, Liu Ping was still looking forward to it, controlling it to slowly wrap around himself, and then, under a burst of white light, he closed his eyes and practiced.

One night passed like this.

The next day, I exercised as usual. However, I spent two copper soul coins to buy a backpack. Carrying the bag, I ran outside the town and packed three or four stones, which weighed about thirty or forty kilograms. A child, running with such a heavy backpack, think about it...

"Huh!" After running less than half the distance, Liu Ping was already sweating profusely and felt a little exhausted. It was really choking to think about it.

"Think of a compromise." Liu Ping muttered. He had read the original work and knew how to do it.

Tomorrow, carry a bottle of salt water on your back. When you are tired, take it easy. Practice scientifically and combine work with rest. Only then can you move towards the divine world stably.

I made up my mind, and finally, with beads of sweat the size of soybeans hanging down my face, I gritted my teeth and shamelessly asked for a glass of boiled water to replenish some nutrients.

Nowadays, it’s free to go out to drink water.

In this way, after asking for water three or five times, Liu Ping finally ran through half of the town.

"Huh, let's go back first and have breakfast first." Taking a deep breath, Liu Ping began to run back in a straight line.

Little did he know that the rope of the backpack left two bloody marks on his shoulder.

Liu Ji Baozi Shop!

"Boy Ping, why are you sweating profusely today? I didn't see you sweating yesterday." Liu Bao looked at his son coming back, and looked at Liu Ping who was sweating profusely, and asked in surprise.

Liu Ping had no energy to speak.

Then, he put down the bag weighing thirty or forty kilograms of stone dragging the ground behind him, and there was a sound of stones colliding in the bag.

Liu Bao was curious and took the time to step forward to check.

"Hiss!" He took a deep breath, and then asked in disbelief: "Boy Ping, just memorize these exercises."

Zhang Zhenzhen watched, curious as to what Liu Ping was carrying, which made Liu Bao look in disbelief.

When I came over and took a look, I was shocked.

They were round stones, about three or four, each weighing more than ten kilograms. Liu Ping was seeking death.

"Ping'er, you can't exercise like this anymore. There are so many stones and they are so heavy. How can your body bear it?" Zhang Zhenzhen looked at Liu Ping with kindness and said seriously, for fear that there would be something wrong with this son.

"Well, Mom, let me carry two yuan. That's okay." Liu Ping also felt that carrying four yuan might be too much, and he really couldn't bear it.

"No, not even one piece!" Zhang Zhenzhen refused flatly. She could never let her son practice blindly like this. He might have gone crazy, but running was okay.

This stone was too hard for her to carry, let alone a six-year-old child.

"That piece, otherwise I will practice secretly, and I am stronger than ordinary children. Now I have soul power. I don't want to let you down. If you don't want me to practice well, I will always come secretly. If something happens, I won’t tell you either!”

Liu Ping felt warm in his heart, but he still said stubbornly, "Without resources, talent, and hard work, how can you become a title, how can you become a god, are you dreaming?"This is really easy.

"Okay, A-Zhen, don't get angry with this mediocre guy. You know his character best, so you're not afraid that this guy will actually practice secretly. Then, won't we be the ones to worry about?"

"Boy Ping, be careful from now on. Starting tomorrow, I will run with you for a while and make sure you can really do it before we agree!"

"Okay, A-Zhen!"

Liu Bao pulled Zhang Zhenzhen, looking like he was persuading, and then turned to Liu Ping and said something.

"Yes, I agree!" Liu Ping raised his little hand. This is the best. When he enters school, he can also take him there. There are professional field training there, so he doesn't have to travel to the whole town.

"It's up to you, father and son, I'm just worrying about it." Zhang Zhenzhen looked at it, feeling helpless. It was this husband who just let him go every day.

Next, Liu Ping started running with a stone weighing about ten kilograms on his back.

If you eat a half-full breakfast, you should be afraid of vomiting.

It only weighs ten kilograms, which is still okay. For a six-year-old, it is somewhat difficult for him to run a full circle around the town.

After lunch, take a short break.

Carrying that stone on his back, Liu Ping was about to go out.

"Brother, are you going to school? Where are my marshmallows and candied haws?" Seeing Liu Ping carrying a backpack and about to go out, Liu Mei trotted to follow, thinking about her food.

"Wow!" Liu Ping then looked around and saw that his parents were busy. He shouted to his little sister.

"..." Looking at Liu Ping who had disappeared without a trace, Liu Mei was stunned on the spot, her little eyes full of doubts. Is this really a puppy and he didn't even buy her food?

This is what makes you want to cry without tears. Are you making a snitch? By the way, what excuse can you find?

Liu Ping, on his side, has already decided not to give up until dinner. The backpack is ready, and the salt water is also ready.

Next, if you can’t practice to death, then practice to death!

A small figure, under the guidance of a group of melon-eating people, his perseverance training is unparalleled in the world.

He, Liu Ping, is destined to be extraordinary!

Dusk passes and evening comes.

Liu Ping returned home panting, and his legs began to tremble. He ran two laps, no, it should be three laps. He ran in circles throughout the town. He didn’t know how many laps it was, but it was a lot of laps anyway. .

After a simple dinner, rinse off.

Dragging my tired little body, I went back to the room and fell asleep.

"Brother Bao, Ping'er is like this. I'm really afraid that he will be exhausted." Looking at her son who persisted all day long, Zhang Zhenzhen became worried again.

Liu Bao also frowned and said, "Then I'll talk to this brat tomorrow and ask him to reduce his training!"

The couple watched and saw that Liu Ping was sleeping without even closing the door, which really worried them.

The person who had been clamoring for privacy slept with the door open today. One can imagine how exhausted Liu Ping was.

As for Liu Mei, with a flash of light in her eyes, she took the marshmallows and candied haws bought by Liu Ping and started eating them happily.

"Squeak~" After Zhang Zhenzhen gently helped Liu Ping close the door, a soft white light, which was not controlled by Liu Ping, emanated from Liu Ping's martial spirit.

Today, Liu Ping did not release his martial spirit. Everything seemed so weird.

"Well~" He felt a warmth in his body, and Liu Ping also made a few low and comfortable sounds, feeling that his tired body was relieved.And even Liu Ping didn't know how to explain all this.