Douluo Continent: I got the Sharingan at the start!

Chapter 2 Noumenon Sect!

Those were very beautiful eyes.

His pupils were blood red, with a black magatama on them that slowly rotated with his soul power.

Beyond his eyes was his somewhat delicate face, neither handsome nor ugly, but his skin appeared somewhat sallow due to malnutrition.

Han Yu looked closely and, just as he had thought, it was those eyes.

"Things seem to be clearer now, and everything around me seems to have slowed down!"

"Does the temperature around here seem to have dropped?"

Han Yu muttered to himself. As his Sharingan appeared, he clearly sensed a somewhat chilling fluctuation of soul power.

"Won't people mistake me for an evil spirit master? This aura doesn't seem very positive!"

Han Yu frowned slightly, knowing that there was an organization called the Shrek Surveillance Group on the Douluo Continent.

"Forget about these issues for now. My focus is on cultivating diligently and perhaps finding some treasures that can improve my aptitude."

One-tomoe's power is not strong; it can only slightly increase one's dynamic vision. Only when one reaches two-tomoe and three-tomoe can one gradually show its true strength.

"System! What other functions do you have?!"

Han Yu calmed himself down and prepared to learn more about the system.

"Ding! The main function of this system is to make choices for the host. For unknown reasons, there are no other functions at the moment."

"Furthermore, the system will enter hibernation. It will awaken once each time the host acquires a soul ring! Once the host reaches the third ring, it will no longer be in hibernation."

"Ding! System enters hibernation."

A mechanical, emotionless voice rang out, and Han Yu frowned.

This isn't what he expected. He's only given this much, and this is already unacceptable?

He was only at level four in soul power, and they even crippled him.

"This is a substandard system!"

Han Yu slowly uttered a few words, lying on her bed and pondering for a moment.

This system doesn't seem very intelligent; you'll have to rely on yourself to become stronger.

His own martial soul, the Sharingan, although only a single tomoe, is comparable to a mid-level martial soul. If it has the potential to evolve into the Mangekyou Sharingan in the future, it will be an incredibly powerful martial soul.

"Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, Electrolux, Ice Emperor, Gold of Life"

In the quiet little house, Han Yu murmured as if in a dream, then fell into a deep sleep.

The weakening of his physique made him feel very tired. His physique was not strong, only at the level of an ordinary person, and now it was even worse.

The night passed quickly.

Han Yu quickly packed a few things, including a few faded clothes she usually wore, and went to the village entrance to wait for Lang Ya.

Village entrance.

After waiting for about half an hour, the strangely large head of Langya suddenly came into view.

"senior!"

Han Yu quickly went to greet him and bowed.

"How's it going? Is everything packed?"

Langya looked at Han Yuwen and said gently.

"Everything is packed. I don't have much to bring, just some clothes I usually change into."

Han Yu nodded respectfully, having just remembered the identity of the person in front of him.

Lang Ya, Martial Soul: Brain. He is a Spirit-type Soul Douluo.

They can easily control other people's consciousness.

"Alright, let's go then. You're too slow, I'll carry you."

Langya stepped forward, grabbed Hanyu with his large hand, and lifted him into the air.

Then, to Han Yu's somewhat shocked gaze, eight spirit rings rose from beneath his feet.

Yellow, purple, black, black, black!

Upon seeing this, Langya smiled slightly.

"Don't be surprised, you will be able to be like me someday."

"Although your innate soul power is not high, the quality of your martial soul is indeed excellent. In our Body Sect, innate soul power does not mean anything."

"We have ways to help you improve; improving by at least one or two levels shouldn't be a problem."

Whoohoo!

The wind was strong around them, and Han Yu said with some difficulty.

"Thank you, senior. I will cultivate diligently!"

The Body Sect is located in Tianqian, in the northern part of the Heavenly Soul Empire, near Heavenly Dou City and Sunset Forest.

Along with Shrek Academy and Mingde Hall, it is known as one of the three major powers on the continent.

The main body village is not far from the main body sect, and Langya's speed is very fast.

They arrived at the main gate of the Body Sect in about half an hour.

Han Yu carefully observed her surroundings.

The Body Sect is built in the mountains, surrounded by towering peaks. At the entrance of the mountain gate, there are weathered bronze stone sculptures on both sides.

The entire sect's decor was not luxurious, but rather somewhat rustic.

At the very top stands a plaque with three characters written on it.

"Noumenon Sect!"

"Child, we've arrived. Follow me."

Lang Ya smiled slightly, then pulled Han Yu along and walked into the sect.

Upon entering the sect, Han Yu was immediately drawn to the vast training ground.

Various unidentified tools were scattered around, and some disciples were holding or gripping them to train their bodies.

Upon seeing Han Yu and the other person arrive, they stopped what they were doing and looked at them curiously.

"Elder Langya, is this the new disciple?"

A burly young man, nearly 1.7 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a muscular build, walked from a distance and bowed to Langya.

Han Yu carefully examined the boy in front of him. The boy was about the same age as him, but he was a full head taller.

His long red hair was parted in the middle, with the strands hanging down on both sides looking extremely smooth. He had long, narrow eyes with a cold gaze, a straight nose, and a square mouth. Although he wasn't particularly handsome, he seemed to have a somewhat sinister charm.

"Aotian, you've arrived. Let me introduce you. This is Hanyu, a disciple who just joined the mountain this year."

"A martial soul is like one's eyes; in terms of martial soul strength, it surpasses yours!"

Langya nodded to the boy named Aotian, then pointed at Hanyu.

"Hello, young man, my name is Long Aotian. From now on, we're all family. If you have any questions, feel free to come to me."

Long Aotian laughed heartily, then patted Han Yu on the shoulders with both hands.

Han Yu felt a strong force on her shoulder, her expression changed, and she swayed slightly, almost losing her balance.

"Young man, I'm sorry, I was a little too strong, but you seem a bit frail!"

Long Aotian smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

"Hello, Brother Aotian, my name is Hanyu, and my body is indeed a bit weak."

Han Yu's lips twitched, her delicate face flushed slightly, and then she spoke frankly.

Being able to eat one's fill is already a blessing, let alone improving one's health; that's a privilege reserved for nobles.

I was just a kid myself, I couldn't possibly get my hands on those things.

"Alright, Aotian, you go train first. I'll take Hanyu to see the sect leader."

"And you little brats, what are you looking at? Get back to training! If anyone fails the test, your training will be doubled."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd scattered like monkeys fleeing a falling tree, and quickly began to practice.

"yes!"

"Let's go, Han Yu. They are all disciples who joined the sect this year or a few years ago, and they are currently undergoing the most basic physical training."

"A strong body is very important, especially for those who possess our own martial soul."

(End of this chapter)