Douluo Dalu: Lu Bu’s Ride and Slash

Introduction (two self-written, offbeat poems): Martial Souls are born of Heaven and Earth, while soul skills are but one facet of the Great Dao. Martial Souls determine one’s station in life, while soul skills offer a shortcut through it. Cultivation seizes the fortune of Heaven and Earth, while strength snatches opportunities from others. Advance, and seek every kind of technique to improve your aptitude and strengthen your Martial Soul. Retreat, and be content with a quiet corner of the world, living out the rest of your days free from worry. … Golden crown binding his hair, robe adorned with a hundred flowers, savage-lion belt, and Tang Ni armor. Heaven-Sundering Halberd conquers the world; the Dragon-Tongue Bow makes every hero tremble. A treasured sword at his waist, its edge honed to slay the gods in heaven. A fire dragon descends from the nine heavens, then transforms into the Red Hare beneath his seat. Train the body, the soul, and the spirit; cultivate the soul, build strength, and pursue the Dao. At death’s door and gravely wounded, he jolts upright: Fengxian has transmigrated into Douluo. A fierce general of the battlefield, his presence surges. Who dares stand in his way? … The original plot is not followed to the letter, and the protagonist’s group is avoided entirely. No exaggeration, no mindless antics, no System, and no heroine. Logical storytelling, polished prose, fresh interpretations, and original worldbuilding. Part power fantasy, part war story, with sophisticated satire and cutting mockery. … Group: 891710251 My talent is limited, and I humbly ask all learned readers for a suggestion or two, and a little guidance through the maze. I would be most grateful, and welcome your candid advice. A hobby today may become a livelihood tomorrow. I seek votes, and I also ask you to keep reading. My requests are modest, so please do not hold back. If this is not to your taste, I hope you will forgive me. Your slightest kindness would mean the world to me.