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Traveling across the Douluo Continent, Lin Ye was born into the most ordinary Orion family in Qingmu Village. With no sect background or noble bloodline, no system plug-ins or cheats, he was born to stand at the bottom of the soul master world! On the day when the martial spirit awakened, there was no earth-shattering top-grade martial spirit. There was only a dull hunting knife that was gray, old, and full of chips. The innate soul power was only one and a half levels. The whole village laughed at him: he was born a commoner and had a poor martial spirit. He was destined to inherit his father's legacy and be trapped in the mountains as a hunter in this life. But Lin Ye firmly believes that knives do not have to be gorgeous. As long as it can slit the prey's throat, it has value. In order to collect three gold soul coins for college tuition, he traveled through dangerous mountains, set up deadly traps, hunted shadow foxes, and licked blood in exchange for his first training resources. Everyone advised him to just absorb the inferior ten-year soul ring, but he flatly refused. Coming from a lower class, he is never qualified to make mistakes. With his first soul ring, he will never give in! Without family support, they rely on mountains and rivers for capital and prey for sustenance; If you don't have talent to crush, you will use traps to defeat the enemy and win with vital points; There is no shortcut, so he sharpens his martial spirit through life and death, day and night. Shadow teeth and fox teeth temper the blade, night walking vine leather refines the sense, and black wind wolf bones build the situation. While others relied on blood to become gods, he relied on calculation, forbearance, and killing, step by step, to carve out a path that defies heaven from an ant in a mountain village. When we arrived in the deep forest of Heifeng Ridge, the rust of the old knife fell off, and the dull blade condensed the soul. The blunt hunting knife that everyone despised in the past has finally become the shadow-blood hunting blade that seals the throat with one blade. A commoner may not bow his head for the rest of his life, and a dull sword without an edge can cut off the geniuses!

[Invincible flow + protection against shortcomings + violent protagonist group + family cultivation + murder and heart-breaking] Qian Chongming traveled through Douluo and became the highest-ranking ancestor in Wuhun Palace and the biological eldest brother of Qian Daoliu. After a hundred years of seclusion, he started as a level 100 priest, holding a super-god-level martial soul and a sword of chaos gods and demons! As soon as they came out of seclusion, they saw Tang Hao blasting a ring and smashing into the Pope's Palace. Tang San and others were arrogant and domineering. Qian Chongming smiled: "Are all young people today so brave?" The next second, he crushed the big Sumeru hammer with two fingers and peeled off Tang Hao's soul bone alive. Yu Xiaogang's legs were crippled to expose his deception and reputation. Raise Tang San, the son of destiny, like a pig, and crazily cut off the inheritance of Poseidon and Shura God! Rectify the internal affairs of Wuhun Palace, slap Qian Daoliu away, and re-appoint Bibi Dong. Looking at the trembling sects across the continent, Qian Chongming said calmly: "I'll give you two choices, either surrender, or... Be erased from Douluo Continent."