Chapter 2 Three years and three years

Time flies, time flies. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yun came to the new world of Douluo Continent, it has been three years, and in these three years, he has gradually learned the language and writing here, and learned some basic information about soul beasts from his parents and other relatives, this world is a world of soul masters and soul beasts, soul masters are divided into nine grades according to the number of soul rings, and soul beasts are mainly classified according to the number of years (there is no water word count here, everyone knows). And his body was also initially developing, so he pestered Zhao Feng to make him a wooden gun and some wooden figures to practice his marksmanship. As the saying goes, the moon stick knife is a lifetime of guns, the gun is known as the king of cold weapons, and it is naturally extremely difficult to practice marksmanship. In his previous life, Zhao Yun, who was a master of marksmanship, had the true inheritance of Tong Yuan's Hundred Birds and Phoenixes marksmanship, and with his unique talent and decades of battlefield battles, on the basis of the Hundred Birds and Phoenix marksmanship, he created his own seven-star snake detection marksmanship. And in this life, Zhao Yun's marksmanship practice has to start all over again, starting from scratch.

With the wooden gun made by Zhao Feng, he began the road of marksmanship practice, every morning, Zhao Yun practiced the gun in the courtyard of his house, the simplest stab, practiced 500 times, every time he used his full strength, and then had breakfast, whether it was a snowy winter, or a scorching summer, or a sudden storm, the young Zhao Yun never gave up, because he knew that in his previous life, there was a person named Lu Bu who he did not defeat, and in this world of Douluo Continent, He didn't want to have someone his spear couldn't defeat, or a soul beast. After breakfast, Zhao Yun will carry out a simple physical recovery, after all, he is still young, and the foundation of his body is very important, so he took out a little herb from Zhao Feng for bathing, Zhao Feng's soul power is not too high, and he can only get a small amount of herbs from the family every month, and the quality is not too good, but these herbs, he gave them to his son without reservation. And after Xiao Zhaoyun got these herbs, he also cherished them very much, for fear of wasting every drop of potion.

After the medicinal bath, he will try his best to learn about the soul beast, and he will go to the family library to study, but because of his identity, he can't check many core books, and can only have a general understanding of the soul beast, but fortunately, Zhao Yun is talented, although he can't reach the level of memorability, but he also has an amazing memory.

In the afternoon and evening, Xiao Zhao Yun still spent practicing marksmanship, sometimes the wooden gun or wooden figure was broken, Xiao Zhao Yun would also cut down the tree by himself, and then let Zhao Feng do it for himself, and Zhao Feng was also happy to do it for his son every time.

Three-year-old children, no entertainment, no play, except for eating and sleeping, only practice guns every day, study, the only time is not to practice guns, that must be making props to practice marksmanship. This matter was gradually spread to the upper echelons of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family, and some elders, even the sect leader Yu Yuanzhen himself, couldn't help but be impressed by this child. Yu Yuanzhen thought to himself, if this child could awaken a powerful martial spirit, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family, maybe it would go to the next level.

When he was four years old, Zhao Yun's small wooden gun was no longer in his hand, he felt that it was too light, so he increased the weight and replaced the gun head with an iron block; Summer solstice and winter return, when he was five years old, Xiao Zhao Yun felt that the weight of the wooden gun could no longer meet his needs, so he replaced the wooden gun with a small iron gun, but after all, he was still young and could not wield it, Xiao Zhao Yun gritted his teeth and stabbed the first 500 times, it was already noon; But he didn't give up, and when he stabbed the 10th 500th time, his mother hadn't even started preparing lunch; When the 100th 500th stab was made, Xiao Zhaoyun could finally eat breakfast on time. Time waits for no one, when Xiao Zhaoyun feels that time is not enough and wants to reach out to save time, time slips away from his fingertips. It seems that it is just a blink of an eye, Xiao Zhaoyun is about to be six years old, and he can awaken his martial soul, what kind of martial soul will he awaken?

PS: Some settings about this book: Zhao Yun will be a few years older than Tang San, and the heroine has not been determined for the time being, and Yu Tianheng, Yu Tianxin and Dai Mubai will be strengthened