Time flies, and before you know it, the village's annual awakening ceremony is about to be held today.

The village chief's house.

Early in the morning, before dawn, Old Jack got up from the bed, and in order to cheer up his grandson Yang Ming, he specially stewed a bowl of chicken soup and set up a table of dishes.

Sandwiching a chicken leg into Yang Ming's bowl, Old Jack's always old-fashioned face rarely showed a nervous look, although Yang Ming was not his biological grandson, but adopted, but for so many years, he had long regarded Yang Ming as his own, and his tone was full of concern:

"Yang Ming, you had a conflict with Master Su Yuntao from the Martial Spirit Hall some time ago, and I'm very worried now, he will stumble on you when the time comes."

Yang Ming's heart tightened, and now that he thinks back to the beginning, he is indeed a little afraid.

But, does he regret it?

Thinking of the smile of the pregnant woman who was pregnant for nine months for the rest of her life, and the love of the villagers, Yang Ming smiled.

"Grandpa, even if Su Yuntao really secretly made that kind of trick and didn't let me awaken the martial spirit, I still have a way to become stronger and stronger than Su Yuntao!"

With a system, Yang Ming naturally has such self-confidence!

In many fantasy novels, there are many powerful exercises.

For example, Zhou Yuan, the protagonist in Yuanzun, cultivates the idea of the Chaos Divine Grinding Concept of the Divine Soul.

This exercise is at the beginning of the chaos, accompanied by a god mill, every time the god mill rotates will be accompanied by the death of the chaos gods and demons, practice this exercise, as long as the god mill rotates once, the soul will get a qualitative transformation, after that, the soul will be immortal.

Another example is the immortal magic skill practiced by Zhou Weiqing, the protagonist in the Dzi Transformation.

The cultivation of this exercise is extremely demanding, and it requires the determination to die, but after the cultivation is successful, you can live with heaven and earth, and you can also have an immortal god that can automatically determine the danger.

Also, the Heaven Swallowing Emperor in the Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill.

This exercise does not swallow anything, devouring everything to strengthen one's own body and potential, even if one's qualifications are scummy, he can also devour others, push one's own realm to the extreme, the stronger the opponent, the more you can strengthen yourself.

In addition, there is also Xiao Yan's incineration technique in the sky, and the Freedom Method of the Emperor of the Desolate Heaven in the perfect world, etc.

As long as Yang Ming draws one of them, any one of them can make him go against the sky!

It's only a matter of time before Su Yuntao is defeated!

Old Jack didn't know where Yang Ming's confidence came from, and he was a young man who had never seen the world, and a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers.

But Old Jack is different, he also went out to wander when he was young, and he knows the cruelty of Douluo Continent, every title and level of the soul master is a ladder that cannot be seen or touched.

Those who are at the top of this ladder are qualified to control the fate of those below.

Is this fair?

Where in the world is there anything fair.

Only the strong have the right to speak and the so-called fairness.

Old Jack was afraid that after Yang Ming came out and touched his nose in the future, he realized the cruelty of reality, and said earnestly:

"Yang Ming, I know that you are a good boy, but sometimes, you need to know that it is too rigid and easy to break, in many cases, there is no need to blindly drill the horns, maybe change the angle, change the way, and the road of life will be much smoother."

Yang Ming put down his chopsticks, wiped the greasy corners of his mouth, and asked:

"Grandpa, what do you mean?"

"Ugh."

Old Jack sighed, and the wrinkles on his forehead were as deep as tree bark,

"Yang Ming, before the awakening ceremony, I'll take you to meet Master Su Yuntao first,"

"If you can't afford to apologize to Master Su Yuntao, then in order to let you pass the awakening ceremony smoothly, it's a big deal, I'll give up this old face, kneel down in person, and apologize to Master Su Yuntao,"

"For my sake, he shouldn't be hard for you anymore."

Yang Ming's face sank, and he subconsciously clenched his fists, and the nails of his ten fingers were pinched in the flesh, and blood flowed out from between his fingers, which was very painful, but it didn't hurt his heart.

Yang Ming didn't blame Old Jack, for the remote village of Holy Soul Village, Su Yuntao, a battle soul master from Notting City, was like a heavy mountain pressing on everyone's hearts.

Su Yuntao's casual rumor in Notting City may affect the future development of this village.

If Yang Ming was just an ordinary person, an ordinary person who didn't have any ability to resist, maybe he would follow Old Jack's wishes and bring expensive gifts to visit and apologize to Su Yuntao.

Isn't it ridiculous?

Obviously, Yang Ming didn't do anything wrong, but he wanted to come to the door to apologize.

On the contrary, Su Yuntao almost killed someone on horseback, but became the one who accepted the apology.

This is not ridiculous at all.

Because people who don't have the strength will never be in their hands.

Only by becoming a strong man, a strong man above hundreds of millions of people, a strong man so strong that anyone can only bow down to his orders, can he control his own destiny!

Yang Ming has never been so eager to become a strong man as he is today!

"Grandpa."

Yang Ming stared at Old Jack's cloudy eyes, and said word by word:

"Please believe me, believe that I will become a person even more powerful than Title Douluo."

"I, Yang Ming, will do what I say!"

Old Jack's cloudy eyes moved.

If it is said that Old Jack thought that Yang Ming was sitting in a well and watching the sky, he did not clearly understand the cruelty of the outside world, so he said those words.

Now, Old Jack seemed to know Yang Ming for the first time, looking up and down at this awesome guy.

After years of exercise, Yang Ming is a healthy wheat color, with well-proportioned muscles, from the bulging muscles, you can faintly see that it is full of explosive power, under the strong and simple inch hair, there is a resolute face, under the thick black short eyebrows, a pair of starry eyes are full of unparalleled confidence.

This kind of self-confidence is not the kind of self-confidence that comes from the heart, but a strong self-confidence from the heart, which has a strong appeal.

Old Jack rubbed his eyes and secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, which were tears of joy, and the joy of seeing the younger generation working hard!

Men need to be self-reliant!

"Good, good!"

Old Jack raised his calloused right hand and patted Yang Ming's shoulder heavily, choking in his throat several times, making it difficult to speak.

After breakfast, one old and one young, came to the Martial Spirit Hall in the center of the village.

Of course, this so-called Wuhun Hall is just a larger wooden house.

Because everyone has a martial soul, and every year there are children who awaken the martial soul, so in any place in the Douluo Continent, you can see the figure of the Martial Spirit Palace.

Of course, these are just sub-halls, and the levels are different.

This year, there were a total of nine children in the Holy Soul Village who had martial soul awakening, and Yang Ming was the last one to come under the leadership of Old Jack.

Others, already there.

Including, Su Yuntao.

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