Chapter 1 Where the dream begins

"...Fighter, one star!"

A group of people began to gasp in unison, and the square was suddenly filled with "hissing" sounds.

"The young master seems to be only ten years old, right? He has already become a fighter."

"Isn't this natural? This time last year, the young master was already in the ninth level of fighting spirit!"

"I'm afraid the young master can surpass the clan leader and become a powerful spirit fighter in the future, right?"

"Dou Ling? You have never seen the world! Don't say you are from our Xiao family when you go out! The young master's talent will definitely make him a Dou Huang in the future!"

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Human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same, I just think they are noisy.

Xiao Yan looked calm and quickly returned to his room.

Xiao Yan, who is more diligent than in the original time and space, is only ten years old now, and he is well aware that Yao Lao will soon absorb his fighting energy.

The other three elders also understood what Xiao Zhan meant and stopped in unison, then put a kind smile on their faces.

Xiao Yan didn't know the principle, but he was still very interested in enhancing soul power by absorbing Dou Qi. Even if he couldn't learn this, it would be a good thing to learn how to use soul power to assist in cultivation.

Three days later.

"Let's see if we can raise some money to buy a copy of Xuanjie Kung Fu, or send Yan'er to Yunlan Sect to practice..."

Wave after wave of soul perception emanated from Xiao Yan's body, making Xiao Yan's whole body merge with the surrounding world. The energy of the world surged towards Xiao Yan, continuously pouring into the newly formed Douzhi.

In cyclone.

And Xiao Yan was still a fighter who had just broken through, and he hadn't even had time to practice his skills. To be able to cause such a scene, other than sudden enlightenment, Xiao Zhan couldn't think of any other possibility.

Xiao Yan, who was familiar with Dou Po Cang Qiong, began to practice Dou Qi on the surface. In fact, he focused all his attention on the simple ring hanging on his chest, trying to "become an apprentice and learn the art" in advance.

It seems that there is no filling in the holes in the original text?

At this moment, Xiao Yan arrived - as a young master with extraordinary talents and pure blood, he was naturally qualified to enter and leave most of the family's important places at will.

In the next three years, Xiao Yan will fall from the first level of Dou Zhi to the third level of Dou Qi, and will be ridiculed and ridiculed.

Sitting on the bed, Xiao Yan began his first practice since becoming a fighter.

Xiao Zhan, who had finished busy with a lot of things, hurried over to see his precious son, suddenly stood there dumbfounded.

The Xiao family is an ordinary family, only one-third of the overlords in a city, and the resources within the family are extremely limited.

Xiao Yan knew in his heart that Yao Lao was about to start absorbing his own fighting spirit, but Yao Zun was Xiao Yan's best teacher, so naturally he would not throw away the ring.

After all, Cousin Xiao Ning and Cousin Xiao Mei are rare geniuses in this city. With their own efforts, they are not without hope of attacking the powerful Spirit Fighters...

"Is this...an enlightenment?"

"After some discussion with some elders, the only person with the highest level of fire skills in the family is the Huang rank. This is simply delaying Yan'er's talent."

"Ha... you are indeed my son!" Xiao Zhan just wanted to laugh loudly, but he was afraid of disturbing his son who was in the process of enlightenment, so he could only lower his voice and praise him fiercely.

In addition, Xuanjie skills are not easy to buy, and elders may need to go to the big cities of the empire to find them. This is also an issue worth discussing.

Under Xiao Yan's concentrated observation, he actually discovered something incongruous about the simple ring on his chest——

As for what it was, Xiao Yan could only say that he seemed to understand something, but he seemed to understand nothing.

"Huh?"

This is also human nature——

Every time the fighting spirit in the body disappears, a mysterious and mysterious aura flashes across the ring.

Within a few minutes, Xiao Yan was immersed in this half-understood feeling. His body was absorbing the energy of the world on its own, and his soul seemed to have undergone some changes.

The energy of heaven and earth in the small courtyard is not only more concentrated than outside, but also much more active than outside. It can almost catch up with Xiao Zhan's usual level of cultivation.

When Xiao Yan shows his talent, the entire family will pool resources to train Xiao Yan, expecting Xiao Yan to grow up and then support the family.

But which part of the family property should be sold and how much money should be collected need to be discussed together and all the rules should be drawn up.

The original idea of ​​sending Xiao Yan to Yunlan Sect was rejected. Xiao Zhan believed that Canaan College, which is an academy, is better than Yunlan Sect, which is a sect. The three elders thought that he was right.

Xiao Zhan muttered lowly, turned around and tiptoed out of the courtyard, and gently closed the courtyard door.

"Yan'er, why are you here? Did you achieve a breakthrough in enlightenment?" Xiao Zhan stopped talking, not wanting Xiao Yan to know too much and affect his cultivation.

Now is the time when Yao Lao is at his weakest (he has nothing but the eleventh-ranked Bone Spirit Leng Huo), and it is also the time when Xiao Yan is at his strongest in recent years (a terrifying one-star fighter). Xiao Yan feels that he has the power

Very big.

Xiao Zhanzheng and three elders gathered together to discuss selling part of their family property to buy Xiao Yan's skills.

In this process, there must be other "geniuses" who will lose their own resources because of Xiao Yan's appearance.

"Well, we have made a breakthrough, and now we have the ninth level of fighting spirit." Xiao Yan nodded.

And when Xiao Yan lost his talent, the clan leader and biological father Xiao Zhan must have wanted to continue to concentrate resources to restore Xiao Yan's talent.

"What? Nine-star fighter? No? Nine levels? Fighting spirit?"

However, the powerful perception brought by his great fighting master cultivation told him: Xiao Yan's aura was indeed weaker than that of the fighting master.

Several other elders might still have hope in the beginning, but naturally they won't be happy as time goes by.

What really makes Xiao Yan curious is how Yao Lao restores soul power by absorbing fighting energy?

Xiao Zhan only felt that his precious son's brain had been damaged by practicing cultivation, and he began to lose consciousness and talk nonsense.

As the practice began, the new energy of heaven and earth that entered the body was continuously transformed into Xiao Yan's fighting spirit, and then disappeared inexplicably.

Naturally, the three elders agreed to the matter of pooling money to buy Xiao Yan's Xuanjie Kungfu - otherwise, how could a young master who had practiced a book of Huangjie Kungfu compete with those geniuses from Canaan Academy?

"Whoosh!"

Xiao Zhan instantly rushed to Xiao Yan's side and carefully sensed Xiao Yan's aura. However, he could not feel Xiao Yan's already formed Dou Qi cyclone at all. He could only feel the thin Dou Qi circulating in Xiao Yan's body.

"How...how could this happen?" Xiao Zhan seemed to have aged ten years, taking a few steps back with his eyes blank, and slumped down on the chair.

The three elders looked at each other, and then one after another came forward to check Xiao Yan's body, and they all found that Xiao Yan was in good health, and it was not like his cultivation had gone too far and his cultivation had retreated.

But the cyclone of Dou Zhi really disappeared, leaving only Dou Qi in Xiao Yan's body, which was indeed only at the level of ninth level.
Chapter completed!