Chapter 1 1. System! Han Xin! (New Book for Collection and Recommendation Ticket)

Eagles strike the sky, fish fly to shallow bottoms, and all kinds of frost and sky compete for freedom.

Liaokuo, asked the vast land, who is in charge of ups and downs?

The first ray of morning sunlight in the sky pierced the darkness of the Heaven Dou Empire. Under the shrouded sky, a rooster crowing broke the silence of the Holy Spirit Village that night.

A little boy ran out of the village. He had healthy wheat-colored skin, was taller than his peers, and had a stubborn face under his short hair. Under the short black eyebrows, there are a pair of impressive star eyes. He was wearing a patched Baijiayi, bare feet, and ran all the way towards the hills not far away.

The scenery on both sides receded rapidly, and the sand on the soles of the feet was a little bit bumpy.

Breathing in the fresh smell of green grass mixed with the rain and dew in the morning, Yang Ming only felt the air that was blocked in his chest being excreted, and he felt transparent and comfortable all over his body.

It has been nearly six years since he came to Douluo Continent, and Yang Ming is now a good six-year-old boy.

To be honest, Yang Ming was still surprised when he first became a baby through time travel. He actually became the little grandson of the village chief of the Holy Spirit Village. Of course, it was not his own, but was adopted by the village chief.

In the original book, Old Jack, the mayor of Holy Soul Village, once sent God to school and patted the head of the judge. He was more than a little or two more than a werewolf, and he was also horizontal.

At first, Yang Ming was afraid that the secret of his crossing would be discovered by the village chief, and he had been living a cautious life, pretending to be the same as other little brats and not daring to make big moves.

However, as time passed, Yang Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the village chief treated him as if he was his own, without any doubts, and treated himself more strictly than the children of other families.

Originally, Yang Ming didn't use this name, but was given an ugly name by Old Jack.

Later, at the insistence of Yang Ming, the current name was used.

In order to train Yang Ming and prevent Yang Ming from developing the habit of being spoiled since he was a child, the village chief of Old Jack took great pains. The Baijiayi he wears is the proof.

He ran all the way to the top of the mountain. There was already someone sitting cross-legged on the mountain. It was a boy about the same age as Yang Ming. Although his clothes were simple, he was clean. Because he was often exposed to the warmth of the sun, his skin showed a healthy wheat color and his black short hair looked It goes up neatly.

"Hi, third brother, it's still so early today."

Tang San's breath was disturbed for a while, and he almost lost his practice.

"Yang Ming, can you stop calling me the third brother? I always feel that my seniority is inexplicably short, and I have two more brothers."

"Hehe." Seeing Tang San deflated, Yang Ming giggled, put his arms around Tang San's arm, and laughed, "It's alright, I'm a big brother."

"You were born three seconds earlier than me."

Tang San muttered in his mouth, full of lingering thoughts, even though he was an elite of the Tang Sect in his previous life, he was regarded as a younger brother, and he was not allowed to refute.

Can he curse?

Can he hit someone?

No, who told people to have a good father, ah no, there is a good grandfather covering it!

Watching Yang Ming strut his footsteps with his shoulders wide and his horses wide, punching punches and practicing vigorously, Tang San had a smile in his eyes. Compared to him possessing Xuan Tian Gong, Yang Ming's rough training method was more efficient. Too low, he is confident, two Yang Ming can't beat him.

Tang San rested his chin in one hand, and stabbed Yang Ming slightly:

"Yang Ming, I see that you exercise like this every day, and it seems that you can't get anything out of it. Is it interesting?"

Yang Ming's resolute face was unmoved, and he naturally knew that his training was only at the level of an ordinary person, and brought little changes to his body, but he still stubbornly swung punch after punch.

He believes that diligence can make up for clumsy.

Yang Ming is very clear about how deep the water in Douluo World is. This world is not as simple as it looks on the surface. If you don't work hard, maybe someday a strong person will pass by and fight, and the aftermath of the battle will shake you. Kill a lot of ordinary people.

Here, human life is really worthless sometimes.

Hearing Tang San's words, Yang Ming answered indifferently:

"People, there must be a reason to live."

This sentence is Yang Ming's life experience these days.

The boring exercise day and night, the unseen anxiety about the future, but these did not make Yang Ming give up, because he is eager to become stronger, eager to get out of the Holy Soul Village, eager to explore the magnificent and wonderful side of this world!

"Ding!"

At this moment, a voice appeared in Yang Ming's mind.

"Congratulations to the host for speaking the classic lines of the King Glory to Han Xin, and successfully launching the stalking lottery system."

"As long as you say the classic lines of a film and television drama/novel/anime/game character in front of others at the right time, the host will be able to get a lottery number of times, and can randomly draw the character's ability/item, if you are lucky, even Can summon characters to appear."

"The host now has a chance to draw a lottery, do you want to start the lottery roulette?"

system?

Is this the time-travel benefit that a traveler must have?

Yang Ming was moved for a while. After staying in Douluo Continent for nearly six years, he finally let him wait until the system was turned on.

Carrying a huge treasure, even if he knew Tang San very well, Yang Ming didn't dare to stay with Tang San. Who knows what will happen when the lottery draws next?

Yang Ming put away his horse steps and ran forward as usual, trotting around the hill. Tang San only thought that this cheap old man was the same as usual, so he didn't care too much and continued to practice Xuantian Gong.

Hiding in a shady place in Xiaoshanbao, most importantly out of Tang San's line of sight, Yang Ming rubbed his palms and chose "Yes"!

A virtual roulette appeared in front of Yang Ming.

King of Glory is a very popular mobile game in Yang Ming's previous life. Han Xin is one of the very popular jungle heroes. He has a passive skill [Spear of Killing Intent], and three active skills are [Relentless Charge], [ Last Stand], [Country Warriors].

Yang Ming discovered that in addition to Han Xin's skills, there were actually various skins of Han Xin on the roulette wheel!

Street Fighter, Bai Longyin, Shadow of Dreams, Holy See Envoy, Feiheng!

What are these skins for?

Hey, it doesn't matter, smoke it first and then talk about it!

Yang Ming was full of piety and prayed in his heart:

"Heaven Lingling, Earth Lingling, can I, Ou Huang, do it all at once?"

lottery!

The next moment, when he saw what he had drawn, Yang Ming was a little surprised!

(New book for collection and recommendation ticket!)