Douluo's dark martial arts

"Breathe, breathe,"

"That's it, it's good to keep it,"

"The last 3 minutes again."

...

In the simple and bright recovery room, Aini stepped on the pedal with a pale face.

There was a small black box tied to his chest, connected to a screen on the side, recording his heart rate changes.

After the soul master in charge of the detection collected the required data, he nodded and signaled to Aini,

"Okay, stop."

"...How am I doing?"

Aini looked at the soul master with trembling lips. He looked so haggard that he couldn't compare to the way he looked when fighting him.

However, this is reality, no matter who you are, you will have your own fragile side.

Even though Aini has been trying to avoid this, reality never speaks.

"It's terrible. In addition to the old injuries to your internal organs, your heart condition is very serious.

Current treatments have little effect, and it depends on your own situation. "

The soul master who checked the data shook his head and said,

"You may not be able to accept it for a while, but you are indeed not suitable for cultivation now.

If you continue like this, you will die in cultivation even if you don't fight. "

Aini didn't speak, he just lowered his head silently, clenching the corners of his clothes tightly and making a muffled fist, which was his only expression of emotion.

11 years old, level 34 soul power,

This "qualification" that can definitely become the next golden generation of Wuhun Highness has finally stopped on the way uphill.

Relying on the thunder element to stimulate metabolism and accelerate the growth of soul power is a special meditation method of the Aini family.

As a soul master with innate eighth-level soul power, Aini relied on this method to become a "genius" step by step.

He originally wanted to inherit his grandfather's legacy and lead the family to greater glory.

However, because of his own "anxiety", excessive stimulation over the years has caused irreparable damage to his body.

It's okay to say that old injuries stimulated by high-intensity thunder elements can still be restored by some soul masters who have corresponding healing methods.

But for a heart that has been stimulated by thunder elements for a long time, even if the old damage deposited on the cells is repaired, the heartbeat intensity that the nerves have long become accustomed to is destined to never return to normal.

Because it was not an injury, but a habit developed by the body, a habit that could kill him at any time.

A heart that is used to high-intensity stimulation has a daily burden eight to ten times that of a normal soul master.

In a fierce battle, once the heart exceeds its load strength, Aini will end up with cardiac arrest.

"Don't tell them, I will leave on my own after the actual battle is over."

Aini whispered, or begging is more appropriate,

Accustomed to their status as geniuses, people sometimes overlook that they are just a group of 12-year-old kids.

Compared with their peers who have sound moral, intellectual, physical and artistic abilities, they are often more like a group of goods carefully selected from the assembly line for a certain purpose.

Being deprived of the only thing they are good at is the most terrible punishment for them.

"Don't worry, I will do it. This is your right."

The soul master nodded, then turned around and left the recovery room.

There is no trace of regret or pity, because similar things happen here almost every year.

mercy?

It's not necessary at all, because this is a kind of screening, selecting the few "golds" with the most suitable qualifications, luck, and experience from a group of geniuses.

That's not how fairy tales are written...

Aini took a deep breath and felt the strong beating of her heart in her chest.

Who would have thought that it was diligence that hurt him in the end. If he chose to slow down...

It's a pity that there is no if. The arrogance of genius is often more sharp and deadly than the arrogance of mediocrity.

Dragging his somewhat numb shoulders, Aini walked out of the recovery room and wanted to go to the rest area to sit for a while and think about how to choose his future.

However, when he came to the rest area, he found that someone was already sitting there waiting for him.

Rum and cherry pie,

Tiqi was sitting at the table marked No Drinking, drinking. When he saw Aini coming out, he motioned for him to come over and sit down.

"Oh~ Captain, you are violating the rules. Please respect my privacy."

Sitting opposite Tikki, Aini looked a little nervous, like a child who had made a mistake, and his eyes were unwilling to meet Tikki's scarlet eyes.

Teach glanced sideways and said flatly, "So if I don't check it myself,

How long are you going to use the excuse of being a nurse girlfriend to hide this from me? "

Aini scratched his head in embarrassment, "It's so embarrassing to say such a thing."

"Elemental martial soul, innate eighth-level soul power, normally has the qualifications of a soul emperor or a soul saint.

Use the thunder element to stimulate yourself. If you wait until your body is relatively mature before working hard, you might be able to become a Contra. "

Tikki chewed the cherry pie in his mouth and said vaguely,

He is not the kind of person who would hide opportunities from his teammates out of respect, even if he is protected by the rules of Wuhun Palace.

Actual combat is full of unstable factors. As a commander, it is Teach’s responsibility and obligation to eliminate unstable factors around him.

"It's a stupid effort... right?"

Ani's purple lips evoked a heart-wrenching smile,

This feeling of being much different but almost missing is undoubtedly the biggest source of pain for Aini at this moment.

Tikki chewed the cherry pie without replying. After a long silence, he spoke slowly,

"You can survive as a soul master if you give up, but you won't make it to the end if you continue to persevere. What do you think?"

Aini's situation reminded Teach of the basketball stars in his previous life. Top talents with superior talents were active in front of the public.

But during selection, there will always be some "geniuses" who are as talented as others, but end up being unknown due to various reasons.

Indulgence, injury, misfortune...

The same seems to be true for soul masters. Geniuses will also die young, and the end of premature death will be obscurity.

"I have no idea..."

Ani shook his head and covered his eyes with his hands, as if he didn't want Teach to see the red circles under his eyes.

He is more desperate than anyone else at the moment,

He missed the only chance in his life because of his stupidity,

He didn't expect that his so-called efforts would eventually become the last straw for him.

"What are you crying for?"

Tiqi raised his eyelids and glanced at the tears falling on Aini's cheeks, and said,

"Life has always been like this. It looks disgusting like shit, smells like shit, chews the paste in your mouth, and it's hard to swallow.

But flowers need nourishment from shit. If you want to survive, I can help you. If you want to be decent, I can also give it to you.

You can never get back what you lost, and they can't help you in any way, no matter how distressed or regretful you are. "

Ani put down his palm, looked at Tiqi with red eyes, and asked while suppressing tears,

"Captain, did you miss anything?"

"Integrity and first night."

Tiqi wiped his mouth with a frivolous brow, leaned back on the chair and completely relaxed his body, and said quietly,

"I originally wanted to take you to ride a horse in the future, but now it seems there is no hope.

Don't be so sad, at least your experience has served as a warning to future generations of your family, and they will not follow your old path again in the future. "

Their eyes met, it was useless to say anything at this point.

The first time he came into contact with the death of the genius around him, Tiqi felt a little bit of emotion and loss in his heart.

It seems that they are not treated like the protagonist group. Geniuses here will die young, but it is a pity for the talent shown by Aini.

A world as bad as shit,