Fights Break Sphere: Sunflower Water and Strange Fire

"The power of fighting, three-star fighter."

As soon as the middle-aged man in charge of the test finished speaking, as expected, mocking noises rang out in the square.

"Three-star fighter, as expected, as expected, his strength has not improved at all in three years"

"This damn bastard is really bringing shame to our Xiao family."

"This guy is not only useless, but also low-class. He stepped on my left big toe yesterday and left without even apologizing. If the clan leader wasn't his father, I would have treated him to two electric shocks."

"Alas, the brilliant young man from the past has now turned into such a coward. Ugh."

"Yeah, Fighter, I could do it when I was five---Wait, Fighter???"

"Hasn't he been at the third level of fighting power for the past three years? How could he be a fighter?"

"????"

Hehe, kid, do you have a lot of questions? Xiao Yan stood there calmly, as if everyone was not talking about him.

The square was suddenly so quiet that you could even hear spitting.

"The person who was habitually mocking Xiao Yan just now felt as if his throat was bitten by a duck. He could no longer speak and could only make quacking sounds."

"A fifteen-year-old fighter???"

The middle-aged man who was in charge of testing the fighting power was sweating profusely and looked at Xiao Yan in disbelief.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

A loud laugh rang out, and a fiery red figure flashed outside the square and instantly arrived at the test square.

"As expected of my son, Xiao Zhan. After three years of silence, he suddenly became a sensation. Who dares to call my son a waste?"

Xiao Zhan originally had no face to attend the testing ceremony for family members, but when he suddenly saw the word "fighter" displayed on the test magic stone tablet, he was instantly excited. He returned to his room in a flash, changed into his coolest clothes, and even took the time to wash his face.

Xiao Zhan excitedly pulled Xiao Yan's hand, walked to the highest point, and shouted in a clear and loud voice:

"My son Xiao Yan has the potential to become a Dou Emperor."

The square was in an uproar instantly. The Dou Di was a legendary existence, but no one dared to refute Xiao Zhan's words now. After all, a fifteen-year-old fighter was unprecedented in Wutan City and could be called the strongest in a thousand years.

Xiao Yan slowly raised his head and looked at the people below the stage. His dark eyes seemed to have beautiful contact lenses as he glanced at everyone indifferently.

These people had shown the most humble smiles when he was glorious, and had also shown the most cruel and mocking smiles when he was useless.

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, where there is no distinction between superiors and inferiors, I wonder if I used to be so radiant? Now I am so radiant, and I will stand at the top of this world, and together with my brothers, illuminate the entire sky.

That’s right, Xiao Yan has a brother, whom he met three months ago.

Let’s go back to three months ago.

At that time, Xiao Yan was still a waste, a waste with only the third level of Dou Qi. He was ridiculed whenever he went out of the Xiao family. Even the lowest-level disciples, who did not dare to laugh at him openly due to his father's majesty, would use the way of "give me a look, you know" to provoke Xiao Yan.

I still remember that day was a morning after the rain. Xiao Yan hadn't gone out for a year. Everyone knows the reason. The road was flooded today. Xiao Yan took advantage of the slippery rain and slid out of the Xiao Mansion cautiously. Yes, he was trembling with fear because he was afraid of being laughed at. Although it has been three years, he should have been used to it.

But Xiao Yan is also a man with self-esteem, often waking up silently in the middle of the night and then suffering from insomnia. Who doesn't want to be a strong man and look down on the sky?

After Xiao Yan sneaked out from the side door, he saw a lot of people gathered on the roadside, whispering and pointing. Xiao Yan walked over curiously and saw a young man about his age trying hard to promote his toilet.

Wait...toilet??? Xiao Yan's heart was shocked and his pupils shrank suddenly. Could it be that...

Xiao Yan continued to watch with incredible shock.

The boy is still working hard to sell his toilet.

"Take a look at it. With one gold coin, you can't afford to suffer a loss or be cheated. This is the latest simple toilet. Do you have the habit of reading while defecating? Do you have the habit of constipation? Do your legs feel sore? Do you have back pain? My product is specially designed for people who are weak and like to squat."

Someone in the crowd responded, "I love reading. Even though books don't like to read me, I always want to hold a book in my arms, pass the imperial examination, and marry a beautiful wife. But having a bowel movement is already very laborious, and reading is too difficult."

The young man smiled and said, "That's because you haven't met me. If you had met me a few years earlier, you would have passed the imperial examination. Look at this toilet. It allows you to read books or knit sweaters while defecating."

The boy cleared his throat and said in a low, mysterious voice:

"I dreamed of this thing, and got the advice of an immortal. It was made from a dead tree that no one wanted on the side of the road."

Some people were skeptical: "It's made of dead wood, is it useful? How do you use it? Can you tell me?"

The young man smiled and said, "Look everyone, there is a water tank at the back. First dig a hole in the ground and put the toilet on it. When you are done, pull this handle and the water in the tank will flow out. The poop can be flushed into the hole on the ground through the toilet. And those who are interested can sit on it all day. It is said to be more comfortable than sitting on a pear wood chair."

"Won't a water tank made of dead wood leak?"

"Good question. I put gum on the joints."

"It turns out to be gum. It is indeed a work of art."

"It's too weird. I don't believe it unless you take off your pants and poop now."

"That's right, give me a sample, and I'll buy one right now if it's okay."

this......

The boy was in a dilemma. His name was Xiao Wei and he was not from this world. In his own world, he lived a boring life from nine to five, working five days a week and having two days off, and he was often sad.

Xiao Wei was familiar with ancient history and literature since childhood, and could even recite "Quiet Night Thoughts" backwards. As the saying goes, I advise the God to shake himself up and send down talents in all kinds of ways. Xiao Wei was a talent, and a very ambitious one at that.

Xiao Wei often fantasized that one day he would be able to realize his ideals and contribute to the country, but real life did not allow it, and the trivial matters of daily life often made him anxious and overwhelmed.

Life is already so difficult, where is the time and energy left to realize one's ambitions?

One night half a year ago, Xiao Wei pushed the door open and walked into the house in a sloppy manner. It was another overtime day. He was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he entered the house. He didn't expect that when he woke up, he got up in a different place, and on the street.

After calming down, Xiao Wei made a precise analysis and found that he seemed to have arrived in the Doupo world.

In the past six months, Xiao Wei used his previous knowledge to recycle waste materials. He made simple toilets out of dead wood and magnifying glasses out of gum. He was able to barely have enough to eat. He came to Wutan City from thousands of miles away, stealing and begging.