Douluo: Forging the World Starts from Forging Three

I traveled through time and became Yu Xiaogang in Douluo Continent. Half level of innate soul power, martial soul and three cannons, theory depends on words, strength depends on life - at this start, dogs will shake their heads. But no one told me that after more than fifty years of blacksmithing, I could become a ninety-nine-level peerless Douluo. Over the past fifty years, I have seen children who are not talented enough to be thrown away as a burden by their parents, I have seen villages that cannot pay taxes being trampled by soul beasts, I have seen ordinary people become disabled in the aftermath of battles between soul masters, and no one took a second look. There is no shortage of strong people in this world. Three peerless Douluo stand side by side, and the Shrek Seven Monsters are majestic. But what then? Ordinary people are still ordinary people, soul masters are still aloof, and soul beasts are still hunted endlessly. The problem is never about power, but about people's hearts. So when I saw the kid named Tang San in Holy Soul Village, and saw that his six-year-old hands were covered with thick calluses from the blacksmith, and his clothes were white from washing, but he still had to cook and light the fire for the decadent Haotian Douluo, I made a decision. "I will teach this child." From today on, I will teach not just Tang San, but everyone who is willing to learn. Soul skills can be practiced and theories can be memorized, but whether a person's roots are upright or not determines which way the balance of this continent will tilt. "Can you keep up?" ——I heard this sentence more than fifty years ago, and now it is my turn to ask it.