Descendants of Peasants of Douluo

Zhangjia Town is located in Zhangdacun, and Zhangdacun is located in Yuren Village. On a road to the west of the Education Village, a dozen boys and girls of various sizes, surrounded by a pair of five- and six-year-old boys and girls holding hands, were walking lively in the direction of leaving the school.

Those clustered in the middle were naturally Zhang Fei and Zhang Yaqin.

Everyone was talking around Zhang Fei and Zhang Fei, and the topic always revolved around Zhang Fei and Zhang Yaqin.

Surrounding Zhang Fei and Zhang Yaqin were four or five tall classmates aged 12 or 13, surrounding them like bodyguards.

Walking somewhere, Zhang Fei raised his hands, and the classmates who were chattering around him immediately became quiet.

Zhang Fei pointed to a young man behind him who was stuck outside. He tried several times to get into the inner circle, but was blocked by the tall man. He was wearing medium blue and coarse cloth and said: "This senior brother, what is your name?"

The young man Zhang Fei was referring to was the young man Zhang Fei was muttering below from time to time to fill in the loopholes in the old master's teachings during class today.

As soon as the boy heard the prodigy calling him, he immediately became happy and squeezed towards Zhang Fei. Several tall boys around him saw the prodigy calling him by name, so they gave way to him.

The young man happily entered the inner circle, stood in front of Zhang Fei, and introduced repeatedly, "My name is Zhang Fugui. Have you ever met a child prodigy?"

Zhang Fei enjoys the feeling of being called a child prodigy, but he understands that it is better to keep a low profile as a person, because it hurts when he jumps high and falls. Training to become a king in a down-to-earth manner is the kingly way in his heart.

So Zhang Fei endured the pain in his heart and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Fugui, you should call me Zhang Fei or Junior Brother Zhang Fei."

Zhang Fugui waved his hands repeatedly and declined, "How dare I call you junior brother?" But when he saw Zhang Fei's serious eyes, he compromised and said, "If the prodigy doesn't mind, I'll call you Zhang Fei."

Zhang Fei nodded, no longer bothering about the title, and asked instead, "Senior Brother Fugui, what I heard you say below today seems to be different from what the old master said. I wonder if you can explain it in detail now. Tell me?"

Zhang Fugui looked at the other students beside Zhang Fei, looking a little embarrassed.

"This…"

Zhang Fei looked around and immediately said loudly, "Brothers and sisters, Senior Brother Fugui and I want to have a private chat, and I hope you can give us a chance."

Everyone hurriedly said goodbye,

"where where"

"Let's leave now"

"Junior Brother Zhang Fei, see you tomorrow~"...

After a while, everyone dispersed, Zhang Fugui looked at the people leaving, sighed, and looked envious.

"Zhang Fei, you are really popular. On the first day you came here, there were so many classmates trying to fawn over you. But I have always been a loner, with no one paying attention to me. Now I envy you so much."

"Why do they want to fawn over Brother Fei?" the innocent Zhang Yaqin asked out of the blue.

Zhang Fugui said: "It's not because Zhang Fei is the scheduled successor publicly announced by the old master. If they please Zhang Fei now, their children will be able to study under Zhang Fei in the future. However, I think it is very important for them to please Zhang Fei." Eighty-nine times, it was not because of their original intention, but because their parents informed them."

Zhang Fei raised his head and took a closer look at Zhang Fugui, who was only eleven or twelve years old. He thought that this guy's thinking was quite mature, and he could see so far at his age.

He immediately praised: "Senior Brother Fugui, you really know a lot."

Zhang Fugui scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed. "Actually, my parents also reminded me so, so I knew it."

"Ah, so that's it. How smart were you, I thought? It turns out it's nothing." Zhang Yaqin pouted with a look of contempt on her face, feeling that her brother Fei was indeed the most powerful.

Zhang Fugui was embarrassed now. He laughed twice and stopped talking for a while.

Zhang Feifu said again: "Brother Fugui, can you tell me something that the old master has never said before?"

Zhang Fugui cheered up after hearing this, coughed immediately, and acted like a master.

"Okay, Zhang Fei, since you are interested in asking for advice, I will reluctantly tell you. Let me tell you the division of strength first. The strength levels are divided into: soul disciple, soul envoy, soul master, soul master, There are nine levels: Soul Emperor, Soul Emperor, Soul Sage, Soul Lord, and Holy Soul Lord. It is said that there is a tenth level in the legend, but, but~ I don’t know what it is called yet..."

Having said this, Zhang Fugui felt that he was a little inferior, and he did not clearly explain the division of strength. He glanced sideways with a guilty conscience. Seeing that Zhang Fei and Zhang Yaqin were listening with great interest, they immediately forgot all about their previous worries and continued with a proud look on their faces,

"The strongest one in our eight villages is Uncle Zhang Hu. Uncle Zhang Hu is a soul master with three soul rings. His third soul ring is a wild tiger. Uncle Zhang Hu is a good man. In the past, he could I have helped the folks a lot. My dream is to become someone like Uncle Zhang Hu, and Uncle Zhang Hu and...Uncle Zhang Hu and..."

Zhang Fei listened with great interest at first, but after listening for a while, his head hurt. Why did this piece of wealth come and go and it was all about Uncle Zhang Hu? Uncle Zhang Hu had to bear it for a while, but he couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted Zhang Fugui.

"Senior Brother Fugui, why do you admire that Uncle Zhang Hu so much?"

Zhang Fugui looked at the confused Zhang Fei, chuckled twice, and said with some inferiority, "I am just a first-level talent owner with the lowest talent. As expected, I can only absorb one soul ring in my life, and Uncle Zhang Hu It used to be the same, so I hope to be like Uncle Zhang Hu, break through myself and become a three-ring master."

Zhang Fei nodded. The objects of his dreams should all be among the best in the world. Even Zhang Fugui, a boy of eleven or two, admires people with three rings. All I can say is that my starting point is too high! It’s so cold at high places!

Zhang Fei asked confidently, "Then, is the Third Ring the most powerful in the world?"

Zhang Fugui screamed in shock, as if he had heard something extremely ridiculous, "How is that possible!"

"Not to mention the entire continent, even in the town, Uncle Zhang Hu's strength lies in the back row. It is said that our mayor is a master of the Four Rings who has a hundred-year-old King Kong Tiger Ring. And the big families in the county also possess the Six Rings The big families in the capital of the county are masters of the seven rings, and the emperor of our county is said to be a super master of the eight rings."

Oh~

Zhang Fei originally thought that being called a genius was a blessing from time travel. He has an extremely rare talent in the world. Unexpectedly, it turns out that San Huan is just a hot chick! ! !

Zhang Fei was a little unwilling to believe it, a little unconvinced, his face was flushed, and finally he struggled and said, "If it is really like what you said, then how can I be regarded as a child prodigy with a talent of three rings?!"

Zhang Fugui glanced at Zhang Fei. The young man's unwillingness to admit defeat made him not only ignore Zhang Fei's emotions, but also confronted Zhang Fei in order to prove that what he said was right.

"That's because it takes several years for a third-level talent to appear in our rural areas. And as long as a family has a third-level or higher talent, it will basically be taken away by those in the town or county within a few days. And In the past few decades, you are the only one who has been retained by the old master, so everyone calls you a genius. In fact, if you go to the town, you will find that there are many people with deep third-ring talents~"

The more Zhang Fei listened, the more distraught he became, and finally he could hardly stand up.

"You brag!"

"My brother Fei is the best. He is not regarded as a genius just because he was left here. You are a bad person, go away."

As Zhang Yaqin said this, she pulled Zhang Fei and walked aside. "Brother Fei, let's go, we won't listen to this liar~"

I thought I was a superior genius, but then I realized that I was just a badass Zhang Fei. I just felt dizzy. If I was just a genius in the countryside and couldn't even defeat the people in the town, then when I traveled through time, Isn’t it too sad? Zhang Yaqin pulled him away in a daze.

Zhang Fugui was left at a loss, stunned on the spot.