Haining City in July is soaked in the scorching sunshine, and even the air cannot withstand the high temperature, showing a slightly hazy posture. On the bustling streets, there are all kinds of women, beautiful breasts, full waists, bare backs, and fragrant shoulders.
Everywhere!
For the sixteen-year-old Ling Fan, he should be catching "prey" on the street at this moment, but he locked himself in a stuffy dormitory and closed the door extremely violently.
Ling Fan was slightly lean, with an ordinary face, and the fierce light in his eyes was looming. He held a cyan mask with the word "rookie" engraved on it tightly in his hand. There was no portrait on the mask, and it seemed to be a half-finished product, which made Ling Fan angry.
This is the source.
“There’s really no way to mess around!”
Sixteen years old, with a fourth level of fighting spirit, this level of fighting spirit has allowed Ling Fan to be ranked fourteenth on the Tianmiao Academy's junior hundred battle list.
Yesterday, Luger, that blind thing, who clearly only had the second level of fighting spirit and was ranked forty-fourth, actually challenged him.
Ling Fan was always "happy to help others", so there was no reason why he wouldn't help someone when he came to ask for help, so he made an appointment to resolve the fight in the back of the college.
"What bad luck!"
Ling Fan's face was full of depression. He punched Luge's front teeth, but when the battle was about to end, the damn mask fell from the sky and hit his head. It was like being hit by an iron block, knocking him unconscious.
When he woke up, he just lost his fourteenth position. He didn't care about that bullshit ranking! But he was beaten into a pig's head by Luger, who was ranked forty-four!
Recalling Lu Ge's cowardly behavior in front of him, Ling Fan became extremely depressed, and a loud nickname spread to Tianmiao College in an instant.
You were hit by a mask because God thought you were too ugly and wanted to cover your face. Ling Fan was gloriously given the nickname "Face Covering"! This nickname directly made Ling Fan the real laughing stock of Tianmiao College.
!
When he was unhappy, a tall blue-haired handsome man pushed in. This man was Ling Fan's roommate and best friend, Lu Yang!
"Classmate, have you heard that there is a 'cover face' in our college? He is so ugly that even God can't look past him. How ugly this guy must be." Lu Yang half-covered his mouth and said mysteriously: "
Huh? Classmate, are you not sick? You look so ugly?"
Ling Fan rolled his eyes at Lu Yang and clenched his right fist slightly.
"Do you know that classmate who 'covered his face'?" Lu Yang's eyes flashed.
"What do you think?" Ling Fan was slightly angry.
"Huh? You don't really know each other, do you? That's great! Come on, tell me who that unlucky guy is. Is he ugly? Damn it, why are you kicking me?"
"Classmate, who among us is following who? Tell me about that ugly guy. Don't roll your eyes. I'm really curious."
"Classmate, I'm really curious..."
"I am the one who 'covers my face'!"
Kicking this annoying guy out of the dormitory, Ling Fan felt depressed when he heard the unscrupulous laughter outside the dormitory.
"I must take revenge tomorrow!" Feeling depressed, Ling Fan simply put the mask on his face and fell asleep...
"Welcome to the rookie world, would you like to become a rookie?"
Ling Fan stared at the selection box in front of him. There were two options on it, one "yes" and one "no". The option with the word "no" was gray and could not be selected.
In other words, this selection box is an overlord clause!
"This... is a dream?"
There is no illusory feeling. Even if you slap yourself, you will feel physical pain! Just now, Mingming was lying on the bed, and as soon as he closed his eyes, such a selection box appeared in his head.
It seems like a dream, but it is so real, and this place cannot be moved by itself. The only thing that can be touched is the selection box with two options, but only "Yes" can be selected.
Ling Fan smiled bitterly, what else can he do now? Just choose, a rookie is just a rookie, he has already regarded this as a weird dream, so he should end it as soon as possible.
"Congratulations, you have signed a rookie agreement. I wish you the best of luck in becoming a rookie."
There was still an emotionless voice, but the scenery in front of him changed to a peaceful small village.
Dozens of wooden huts are arranged in a random and intersecting manner. The rustic atmosphere of the countryside comes to your face and drifts into your nose. At a glance, all the huts are hung with different plaques: equipment casting, elixir refining, Douyin
Ling Fan was a little confused. According to the explanation on the plaque on the hut, this should be a college with rich resources. With so many subjects, only the top ten colleges may have them. A remote small college like Tianmiao College only has
Just learning fighting skills.
"Hey, it's really hard to exit a dream!"
Ling Fan shrugged helplessly, and when he actually entered the village, he discovered that there was only one wooden house in the whole village with its door open. It was an exquisite cabin belonging to the "Dou Yin Carving".
Dou Seal is a mark formed by breaking down fighting skills in a special way and carving them on equipment. That kind of mark is not just for looking good, it is a Dou Seal with real lethality.
Not only can the owner use the Dou Seal on the equipment casually, but there is no need to consume Dou Qi. The Dou Seal Master has always been the most respected and noble profession in the mainland. Even if the Dou Seal Master has no strength at all, he can still live a very prosperous life.
Looking at the closed doors all around, Ling Fan frowned and walked to the front of the Douyin hut. Under the eaves hung a simple and cracked wooden plaque with "Douyin Carving" written on the front. Ling Fan's eyes fell on
Behind the wooden plaque.
"The God of Dou Seals can use the most ordinary equipment and tools to carve out god-level Dou Seals."
Ling Fan was very familiar with this passage, it was an iron rule in the hearts of almost all Douyin masters.
"Fart!" In the center of the wooden plaque, the two characters with flying dragons and phoenixes seemed to be alive, defying Douyin Master's so-called iron law.
With just one glance at the vigorous and powerful characters, you can understand how angry the person who wrote those two words was. Next to the two huge characters, there is a confident note: God-level Dou Seal requires god-level equipment.
Only with god-level carving tools can it be carved.
"It's interesting." Although Ling Fan doesn't understand Douyin, judging from the wooden plaque, the Douyin master in the hut should be very weird, the kind of guy who strives for excellence and is very confident.
When you push the door open, what you see are rows of black iron shelves, on which are placed all kinds of equipment, including swords, battle axes, armor, bows and arrows, shields... everything is available.
The equipment is engraved with strange patterns, which are the legendary fighting seals.
On the left side of the shelf, there is equipment that has not yet been engraved with a bucket mark. Under the shelf, a teenage girl stands against the wall. The girl is dressed in blue casual clothes, with a serious expression on her young face.
The girl holds a three-foot-long sword in her left hand and a thumb-sized carving knife in her right hand, and is concentrating on carving the Dou Seal.
Suddenly, a look of pity flashed in the girl's eyes. She flicked her hand and threw the sword far away. Looking at the direction, it was exactly where Ling Fan was standing.
"unlucky!"
Ling Fan secretly spat, and the four levels of fighting spirit made him react as sharply as a monkey. He jumped sideways almost subconsciously, and kicked the sword out of the house with one kick in the air.
boom!
An explosion came from outside the house. The strong energy passed through the wooden door and struck Ling Fan on his back. His body was not even strong, but a blood mark the size of a palm was blasted on his back, causing internal injuries!
The energy and blood in Ling Fan's body surged, as if he had been whipped severely by Teacher Luo Lager, and he grimaced in pain.
Looking at the innocent look on the little girl's face, Ling Fan became even more angry: "Girl, I want you to pay for my medical expenses."
"Why do you have to compensate?" The girl spread her hands, showing an innocent expression, and pouted: "Who are you? Why are you standing there? Don't you know that failure in engraving the seal will cause an explosion? Fortunately, I just engraved it.
It’s the lowest level Dou Yin, otherwise I’ll blow you up.”
"Hey, young people today are so careless that they don't want to live anymore?" The innocent expression disappeared, and the little girl put her hands behind her body, jumped up on a high bench, and taught Ling Fan a lesson in an old-fashioned way.
Not only was he almost killed by a bomb, but he was also scolded by a teenage girl. What happened? Forcibly suppressing the annoyance in his heart, Ling Fan sighed. He couldn't be angry with a little girl, right?
"Do you want to become a Douyin rookie?"
"He's a rookie again." After all, Ling Fan had read poetry and books, and thought he had a good nature. Ever since he was hit by the mask, he could no longer remain calm.
The little girl jumped off the bench and came to Ling Fan with her hands behind her back. She looked Ling Fan over like a master choosing a disciple: "I don't have any foundation in fighting seals, my fighting spirit is a mess, my body is so weak, I can barely do it."
You can come into contact with Dou Yin. My name is Lipisna, please become my disciple."
Ling Fan's eyes twitched, he was a sixteen-year-old boy after all, and he was quite capable in the academy, but this girl actually said that he was worthless.
"Not interested." Ling Fan suppressed his anger, waved his hand, and wanted to leave the hut.
"Attention, if you refuse to become a disciple and violate the rookie agreement, you will be left in the rookie world forever..."
"etc."
The voice that suddenly echoed in his mind made Ling Fan secretly wipe his hands in cold sweat. Stay in this world forever? It's not a joke, right? And that emotionless voice, whose voice is it? Why do you deserve to be beaten so much!
For some reason, Ling Fan felt an inexplicable fear in his heart, as if he would stay in this poor place forever if he refused to become a disciple.
After looking at Libisna who looked indifferent, Ling Fan sighed and said lifelessly: "Student Ling Fan, please meet Mr. Libisna."
"Go and make me a pot of tea." Libisna waved his hand, his immature face revealing an elusive maturity.
Ling Fan's mouth twitched, and after thinking for a while, he still made a pot of tea for Libisna. With Libisna's instructive words, the apprenticeship ceremony was finally completed without any danger.
Libisna threw a thick book to Ling Fan, waved his hand casually, and said: "Douyin is a profound knowledge. If you want to completely master it, you must be familiar with Douyin and be able to see it at a glance.
When it comes to fighting skills, a Dou Seal carving can appear in your mind, and you will be considered a beginner."
Ling Fan listened indifferently and opened the "Introduction to Dou Yin". It was not that Ling Fan had never read books about Dou Yin, but when he saw this "Introduction to Dou Yin", his eyes were almost shocked.
fell out.
This book is all written in the form of notes, and the lines reveal a deep understanding of Douyin. The simple writing has a magical magic that brings people into it.
Taking one glance at it, Ling Fan felt as if he had entered the world of Dou Yin. The immersive feeling made him digest this "Introduction to Dou Yin" at a terrifying speed.
A thick book would usually take at least a day and a night to read. Today, Ling Fan was surprised to find that he only spent two hours to not only read the entire book, but also to remember it firmly in his mind.
I can't even forget it.
"It's amazing." Ling Fan was shocked for the first time, and looked at Libisna with a little awe in his eyes, because the author of this book was none other than the little girl in front of him who looked to be only in her teens.
.
Libisner took out two iron plates that were one inch thick at some point and nodded lightly to Ling Fan: "The reading speed is too slow. I need to improve it in the future. Now I will teach you carving. I will only do it once.
Look carefully."
The little girl looked exactly like a teacher. She grabbed the carving knife with her delicate little hands and quickly waved it on the iron plate.
The small carving knife does not look sharp, but it easily leaves traces on the iron plate, from shallow to deep, and then from deep to shallow. The whole process is smooth and smooth, very comfortable, just like a painter painting on paper.
Feel free to express yourself in your paintings.
In just one minute, a small grass carving was carved on the iron plate. Although it was a carving, it was as if there was such a real grass in front of him. The lifelike carving made even Ling Fan have to give a thumbs up.
"It's up to you! This is the simplest carving. The depth of each stroke must be exactly the same. If you can't even do this, you will definitely be killed by Douyin in the future. If you want to become a Douyin rookie, you can't just talk about it.
.”
Lipisner said nothing, walked to the shelf before, and started carving with concentration again.
"Isn't it just carving?"
Ling Fan sat in front of the iron block, recalling Lipisner's movements and expressions while carving over and over again in his mind. The more he recalled it, the more ashamed he became.
It seems to be a simple carving, but there are several bends in it. When you look at it, you don't feel it. When you think back, you will find that they are traps. If you make a mistake with the knife, it is completely impossible to make up for it later.
Ling Fan didn't dare to relax. After thinking about it hundreds of times, he reached for the carving knife. When he took it, Ling Fan's expression changed drastically and he couldn't help but say two words: "It's so heavy!"
Ling Fan, who was a fourth-level Dou Qi master and could lift a hundred kilograms of weight with one hand, found that the carving knife, which was only the size of his index finger, was ridiculously heavy.
Fifty kilograms! This small carving knife actually weighs fifty kilograms.
Libisna in the distance saw Ling Fan's livid expression and secretly chuckled, as if to say: Boy, do you know how powerful your master is? If you dare to underestimate Douyin Master, you will be in trouble in the future.
"Bah! Isn't it just fifty pounds? Isn't it just carving a small piece of grass? How can I be stumped by such a small carving?"
Libisna could easily hold the carving knife with two fingers, but Ling Fan had to hold it tightly with five fingers. When it was held in the air, it trembled involuntarily.
Ling Fan gritted his teeth and filled his whole body with fighting spirit. Then he barely controlled the carving knife and made a sharp stroke on the iron block. It seemed like a simple stroke, but Ling Fan shed a cold sweat.
In front of Libisna, the iron plate was like a piece of tofu that could be carved casually. In front of Ling Fan, it was like a fortress blocking everything. Not only did he have to bear the weight of the carving knife, but he also had to carve on the iron plate without making any mistakes.
After just three strikes, Ling Fan made a mistake. He didn't look back, but he could feel Lipisner's contemptuous eyes, and an unyielding fighting spirit slowly burned in Ling Fan's body.
"I have to deal with you!"
Give up the previous three cuts, choose a blank place, and carve again.
After starting again and again, and failing again and again, Ling Fan became ruthless and exhausted himself with the iron plate! When he exhausted all his strength, he could only carve ten cuts at most, not even the shape of grass.
Huhuhu...
Shu Ma's palm could no longer hold the carving knife. Ling Fan seemed to have experienced the most severe training. He fell weakly to the ground, breathing heavily.
He wanted to suck up the air around him and fill up his weak and dry lungs.
Tired! I am so tired as never before. I can’t even lift my fingers.
"You followed the rookie agreement and stayed in the rookie world for eight hours. Now you are exiting the rookie world."
…
Ling Fan jumped up from the bed and found that his back was sore and his whole body was exhausted. Even his bones no longer felt like his own.
The dream from which I finally woke up is still wandering in my mind until now, especially the "Introduction to Douyin Annotation". This nihilistic knowledge is deeply imprinted in my mind. It's just that I am too tired, so I don't have it yet.
Just discovered!
"This sleep tortured me terribly."
thump!
The sudden sound made Ling Fan roll his eyes, but he saw Lu Yang kicking open the dormitory door, panting and holding out three fingers to him, smiling and saying: "One piece of good news, one piece of bad news, and one piece of worse news, first.
Which one should I listen to?”
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