Douluo Dalu: Tang San's Aunt Is the Queen of Time and Space!

It has reached the upper-middle level among Shuangwen and human works. The rhythm is precise, the character of Silver Moon is three-dimensional, the emotional line of system change is delicate, and the repair of Tang San's trauma is well-written. The shortcomings are that the cool-point pattern is repeated in the later period, the arcs of Xiao Wu and Tang Hao are compressed, and the narrative breaks after the system function is transferred to Yao. The author's pen is powerful enough to dig deeper, and it just needs to be rebalanced between "fast" and "thick." Overall review: It looks good, and there is room for better. (Os: Actually, it's all nonsense I said) Author's self-evaluation (a total of one volume, unfinished, but people are already exhausted) The origin of this book was that I was thinking: What would Tang San have become if he had a cheating aunt? The answer is - he will still become stronger, but it won't be as painful. Yin Yue used the nine-ring red strength to guide him, warmed his hands with a peeled sugar-roasted chestnut, and showed him the way with a piece of candle. The system turned into Yao, and Yao turned into Ruoguang. Ruoguang stood half a step to the left of Yinyue, with his skirt not touching the soil. This journey lasted 134 chapters, from Holy Soul Village to the foot of the old locust tree, from the age of three to now. You ask me what's good about this book? Fortunately, Yin Yue is strong enough, Tang San is good enough, Xiao Wu is noisy enough, Chu Ge is boring enough, and Ruo Guang and Yin Yue are close enough. What's wrong? The first few chapters are too dense with information, and some roads in the middle do go a little slowly, but if you are willing to squat down and flip through it - the roots of the tree are indeed shining. Overall, this is a fanfic that will make you want to peel off chestnuts for those around you after reading it. Don't abuse the master, don't subdue his wisdom, and don't engage in ineffective pulling. If I had to find a fault, it would be that the author really made himself hungry in the 70th or so chapters. But it didn't matter, at least Tang San finally got to eat that roasted chestnut that was cold, warm, and just enough to swallow.

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