ith the full text you would like to translate. I'm happy to help!"Hello." Tang Wulin said timidly.The Spirit Weaver wore a gentle smile, "Come, friend, stand in the middle."Tang Wulin blinked his eyes...But he never gave up, he still tried his best. He believed that as long as he persisted and worked hard for his dream, for her, one day he would succeed.

"...until that day.”

At this point, he suddenly stopped, even though his usually upright figure had remained steadfast even when facing fatal injuries, it slightly trembled at this moment >>> 。The scene changed. A beautiful young girl, looking about eighteen or nineteen years old, was seen with a tall and handsome boy by her side. In front of them stood a woman who looked very old. 。They didn't know what they were talking about, and that same little boy who had grown up was watching them from a corner where they couldn't see him. 。At that time, the little boy's mother had always known how much her son liked the little girl, and she had always been particularly willing for them to be together. She had even advised her son that they were not a good match, but the little boy never listened. 。That day, the little boy's mother couldn't find the little boy. She met a little girl on the road. 。She just told the little girl that if she didn't have any feelings for the boy, to just tell him no and refuse him, but please don't hurt his feelings. 。As a mother, this is her greatest hope, she just hopes that her son can grow up healthy and happy. 。“

At that time, the little girl, perhaps because she had just found a beloved boy, in order to show herself and the young boy as having nothing to do with each other in front of her sweetheart, she told the young boy’s mother that she had always treated the young boy as a sidekick, a dog, and it was the young boy himself who was overly confident and stuck to her like glue. She wished the young boy would stay away from her. After saying this, she and her boyfriend swaggered away. >>>"。 。The scene changed with his narration, drawing the emotions of everyone present. 。It doesn't sound like a typical story of an extreme Douluo at all. The whole story is simple and straightforward, yet it's filled with a sense of melancholy. 。The little boy ran wildly. It rained later that day, heavily, so much that you couldn't even see the road. 。But he just ran madly, running and running! He didn't even know where he had run to. 。He never knew that in the little girl's eyes, he was truly just treated like a dog. 。The thing he held most dear in his heart seemed to shatter, breaking his youthful spirit as well. 。He was young, his heart filled with impetuousness. He felt like a failure, a shame to his family. 。In this world, he has no hope of living anymore. 。He bought poison and in a moment of impulsiveness, drank it down. 。By this point, Qilin Douluo was already in tears. 。Even after so many years have passed, when he thinks back on what happened then, his heart is still filled with immense pain. 。Tang Wulin stood not far away, watching him, listening to his narration. Tang Wulin had a feeling of empathy. 。In terms of emotional experiences, he wasn't as turbulent as this Qilin Douluo. However, back in his day, he also awakened to a useless Martial Soul and even his Spirit was a defective product. 。He certainly understands that someone without natural talent needs to put in immense effort to grow into a strong individual. 。And it seems that Tong Yu put in more than he got out of it. 。The little boy didn't die, but he turned into a monster. Scales grew all over him, and what wasn't already an unappealing sight was now utterly repulsive to those around him. 。Even his family fainted from seeing his appearance. 。By then, his mentality had begun to change, becoming cynical and world-weary. That day, he saw the little girl one last time. 。The scene changed, and the little girl's face clearly showed terror when she saw the boy. She was obviously frightened by his scaly appearance. 。The little boy asked her, hadn't she ever liked him Even a tiny bit 。Though the little girl was a bit afraid of his appearance, she quickly thought that her abilities were superior to his and she wasn't afraid of anything. 。So, I proudly told him that I had never liked him and asked him to never bother me again. Seeing him only made me feel sick. 。The little boy gave up. 。At that moment, he truly had given up. 。Someone who has died once and experienced so much pain after that undergoes a transformation in their mindset. 。He bade her a somber farewell, and to all that his youth had known. 。But in his heart, he always harbored a burning desire, that one day he would return, standing before her, proving to her that he could become a powerful man and that her choice that day was wrong. 。With such a mindset, the young boy embarked on his path of learning. He didn't say goodbye to his family, he simply left alone and silently. 。He just hopes that when he returns after proving himself, everyone will be amazed. 。He left resolutely, vowing to never return unless he made it out of the shadows. 。It was then that he discovered his Martial Soul was undergoing subtle changes, which would later become known as a Martial Soul Mutation. 。Finally, he arrived at the place he had always dreamed of. He had worked tirelessly to get into Monster Academy. 。Finally, he was noticed by a teacher and accepted into the academy. 。From that moment on, his fate seemed to take a turn. 。The mutated spirit, the cultivation speed can be described as fast as lightning. 。Before, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't improve anything. Now, it comes naturally. 。It is progressing at a visible pace almost every day, and constantly improving. 。He was particularly happy, believing that when he became strong enough, upon returning to the little girl's side, he would surely see a look of regret on her face. 。So, even though his talent was already quite good at the time, he still put in immense effort, seeking knowledge from everyone around him. He learned the strengths of each person and constantly honed himself, making himself stronger. 。"His cultivation increased day by day. Over ten years, he had gradually grown from an ordinary Soul Master with only three rings to a strength nearly reaching the level of a Title Douluo." 。and his martial spirit itself underwent transformation after transformation, evolving into a divine beast. 。That time, he chose to go into seclusion. He had already made up his mind that after the seclusion ended, he would go back and find the little girl. 。Stand before her and tell her that you have already become strong, and that in the future, you will definitely be the one standing at the peak of this world. 。" That little boy back then had no more excessive expectations in his heart. What he wanted most was simply to regain his dignity." 。Perhaps because his efforts were rewarded by heaven, that retreat allowed him to enter a state of deep meditation. 。...and it was a long period of deep meditation, like a long dream. When he woke up from his sleep, he was astonished to find that not only had he been promoted to the Title Douluo level, but he also possessed an extremely rich accumulation... 。When he obtained his ninth soul skill, his cultivation base surged instantly, shockingly reaching the level of a Super Douluo. 。From Title Douluo to Super Douluo, it was almost a meteoric rise. 。At that time, he was already the strongest among the younger generation at Monster Academy. 。none。At this time, Kirin Douluo's eyes were full of pride. This pride was his own, the achievement he had finally gained after countless efforts. 。He is proud of himself. 。He bade farewell to his teacher in a flurry of excitement and set off for home. 。 。Although he was still hideous in appearance, at that time he had been appointed as a teacher at the Monster Academy, holding a lofty social status. 。having an income that you never have to worry about money with 。" 420/16104529 。 inner courtyard disciple's strength is no worse than that of their so-called Eight Great Heavenly Kings. 。He has never seen a real strong person. 。The distant ship, to him, felt like an endless abyss...