Travel Through Douluo! I Don't Want to Awaken Luo Sanpao!

When Yang Qing opened his eyes in the cold pool, there were only three days left before his martial soul awakened. Three years. From the six-year-old sick child who couldn't stop coughing up blood, to the nine-year-old boy who can now crush rocks with one punch. He looked down at his palms - the skin was covered with scars, but underneath were solid muscles, with weak but stable soul power flowing through his meridians. "Eleven of the twelve main meridians are connected." He murmured to himself, "The last 'Government Vein' must be broken through tonight." Under the moonlight, he swallowed the last homemade elixir. This is made from three 50-year-old "vein-breaking grass" and a drop of my own blood. The medicinal properties are overbearing and will definitely cause injury if taken. But Yang Qing did not hesitate. The elixir entered his abdomen and turned into a magma-like torrent, rushing towards the most stubborn blocked meridian in his spine. He gritted his teeth and trembled all over, golden light and black energy intertwined under his skin. In the past three years, he has experienced this pain eleven times. This is the twelfth time. Last time. "Open it!" He growled, and there was a soft "click" sound from his spine. Immediately, the twelve main meridians were completely connected, and the soul power surged like a river, completing the first great cycle in the body. He exhaled a breath of turbid air, which contained blood stasis and impurities accumulated over the past three years. Look up and look at the night sky. The stars twinkled, but one was particularly bright. Three days later, the Awakening Hall. When Yang Qing put his hand on the awakening stone, the stone only glowed slightly. The elder shook his head: "Half-level soul power, useless..." Before he finished speaking, the golden light that had been dormant for three years burst out in Yang Qing's body!