Douluo: God rewards hard work, I can upgrade infinitely!

Chapter 31: Strong Winds Reveal Strong Grass (Recommendation Vote, More Updates!)
"Boom, boom, boom!"

Torrential rain swept across the city of the East China Sea. Violent thunder rumbled in the sky, and endless black clouds seemed like an army that was about to crush the sky.

"Old Tang! Can I really become stronger if I drink this?"

Tang Wulin looked at the mixed potion in the cup in front of him that had calmed down and said uncertainly.

The purple liquid in the cup was still bubbling, reminding him of the poison potion of the evil witch that Brother Xuan had told him about when he was a child.

"As long as you can hold on, there will be no problem. Extreme pain will also greatly improve your strength. At least it won't make you fall behind your peers."

A gentle male voice sounded from Tang Wulin's mind.

"Then can I be stronger than Brother Xuan?"

There was some hope in Tang Wulin's eyes.

Old Tang:......

"I shouldn't be weaker than him."

Old Tang estimated the strength of the first layer of seal and then spoke.

Tang Wulin blinked his big eyes, and his originally firm confidence began to hesitate again.

Why does this seem unreliable?
“Hope it works!”

Thinking about his departed parents, Tang Wulin gritted his teeth and finally drank the purple potion in one gulp. He didn't have as good a talent as Lin Xuan, so he could only choose to give it a try.

The moment the potion went down his throat, a surge of heat suddenly surged out of his body, followed by an extreme cold. The alternation of hot and cold, and the tremendous pain overwhelmed Tang Wulin.

What Tang Wulin didn't notice was that at this moment, a golden trident mark lit up on his forehead, and then an illusory male figure appeared in the room.

"Hold on, Wulin. Dad will definitely be back soon."

Tang San looked at Tang Wulin, who was in extreme pain, with a gentle gaze and a hint of determination on his solemn face.

"boom!"

A loud thunder streaked across the sky.

"Is this guy an anomaly? Or did something unexpected happen to his father?"

Tang San walked to the windowsill, his eyes silently staring in the direction of East China Sea College, where a silver sword light shot up into the sky.

Ever since he woke up in Tang Wulin's body, he had more or less observed the people around Tang Wulin.

Only Lin Xuan was beyond his plan. Originally, the protagonist of this era should have been the Silver Dragon King.

In this era when soul beasts are dying out, the ecology of Douluo Star is almost on the verge of collapse.

This destiny naturally returned to the soul beast clan, which was one of the reasons why the Silver Dragon King awakened in this era.

Under his arrangement, father Tang Hao and mother A Yin have basically integrated into the plane origin of Douluo Star.

He even forcibly assigned the fate of the Son of Fortune to a human being from two hundred years ago, delaying it for two hundred years just to cooperate with his ten thousand year plan.

According to his arrangement, Tang Wulin, who has the blood of the Golden Dragon King, should take away half of the luck of the Silver Dragon King and then suppress the soul beast again.

Soul beasts cannot become gods. This is the promise made by their ancestor, the Dragon God. He, Tang, is also following the Dragon God's wishes when he speaks of this.

As for Tang Wulin being able to achieve true godhood through this, this was destiny! He, Tang San, was the one who obeyed destiny the most.

But now there is something wrong with this first step.

Whenever he wanted to deduce Lin Xuan, he would always be disturbed by a layer of fog, which was very much like the legendary anomaly.

But it doesn’t matter, it’s just a small anomaly!

Tang San smiled confidently, as if he held a pearl of wisdom in his hand.

The Tang family has the best timing, location and people, so Feilong can't lose!
……

Donghai College, back mountain.

Under a big banyan tree, Lin Xuan looked at the howling typhoon and pouring rain outside, and couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"Who has violated the law of heaven? It's so horrible."

"boom!!!"

A bolt of lightning exploded in the air, and the white lightning illuminated the entire black sky. "I'm under a tree, I won't be struck by lightning, right?"

Lin Xuan shuddered.

As everyone knows, you can't hide under a tree on a rainy day. If the rain hadn't come so suddenly, he wouldn't have hidden here.

"Clap! Clap!"

The raindrops hit the leaves with a series of flapping sounds. The violent typhoon was like an evil ghost in the rain, wantonly destroying the world under the rain.

On the grass not far away, countless green grasses were bent to the ground by the violent devil of wind, but they were never blown off. When the strong wind passed, they immediately recovered and stood tall in the rainstorm.

"Strong winds test strong grass, fierce fire tests true gold!"

Lin Xuan murmured softly.

He couldn't help but think of a proverb from his previous life: Although the grass is not as tall as a big tree, it has a unique resilience.

Heavy rain cannot drop its leaves, strong wind cannot break its waist!
Lin Xuan looked at the undulating grass waves, and suddenly a bright light flashed in his eyes.

How can this ordinary grass, with its tiny body, cut down the stars? Is it relying on that sharp edge?

No! What is more important is the will to live in the face of death, the supreme spirit of holding my sword and falling into the stars even if all souls are annihilated and the great way falls.

Lin Xuan jumped down from the tree and came under the rain curtain with a sword in his hand. He let the raindrops hit his body and just waved the sword in his hand seriously.

He finally understood what was missing from his set of Caozi sword techniques. What it lacked was a will, a soul that combined the many scattered sword moves together.

Lin Xuan swung the sword in his hand very slowly, but every time the torrential rain came within three meters of him, it would be blocked by an invisible sword force.

In the heavy rain, Lin Xuan swung his sword again and again, perfecting the Cao-style sword technique.

After an unknown amount of time, the sword in Lin Xuan's hand emerged like a dragon from the sea, and in an instant, nine white sword auras were slashed out.

Nine white sword auras circled around Lin Xuan, like nine loyal soldiers guarding him.

"go with!"

Lin Xuan looked at the rocks rolling down in the distance, pointed his sword, and nine sword energies flew away like lightning.

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

Nine sword energies slashed on the rocks one by one, making loud noises.

Every time a sword energy fell, the huge rock of three or four meters in size would crack in half. When the ninth sword energy fell, there was a crackling sound, and the huge rock broke into two and fell to the sides.

After smashing the boulder, the scattered sword energy gathered again and flew towards Lin Xuan again. Nine white sword energies were like a white divine ring, quietly floating behind him.

"Cao Zi Sword Technique!"

Lin Xuan let out a low shout, and the nine sword energies behind him actually merged together, becoming one, and transformed into a ray of white light that sank into the sword in his hand.

The surging sword energy flowed on the sword body. Lin Xuan swung the sword towards the sky. A silver sword light shot straight into the sky, destroying all the wind and rain along the way. The sword energy remained in the air for a long time.

The raindrops around Lin Xuan suddenly stopped, but in the distance there was still a raging storm. Within a few steps, it seemed like a different world.

This sword actually cut out a vacuum zone in the dense rain.

A few minutes later, the remaining sword energy in the air slowly dissipated, and the dense raindrops fell again.

A new line quietly appeared on Lin Xuan's system panel.

[Grass Sword Technique Level 50: (800/)]

This Cao-style sword technique was originally created by him, and with the sudden realization just now, he was able to reach the second level directly.

"It's done!"

Lin Xuan laughed up to the sky, letting the rain fall on him.

Although my crudely created Caozi sword technique is not even a hair better than the original one, but.

But he believed that through his continuous improvement, the Caozi Sword Technique would one day be able to resound throughout the continent.

　Brothers, please give me some recommendation votes. It's a bit miserable that there are no recommendations after it's been put on the shelves. I need some votes to support it. (￣▽￣)~*
　　

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