Douluo Continent: Martial Soul - Agave, Self-created Earth God Position

Douluo Hall is located at the deepest part of the Spirit Hall complex.

This is the most sacred place in the Spirit Hall, and few people come here on ordinary days.

At this moment, crisp laughter echoed throughout the Douluo Hall.

"Xiaoxue, raise your hand a little higher, yes, like that!"

Guangling Douluo squatted behind a six-year-old girl, his two large hands enveloping her small hands, helping her draw a short bow.

Qian Renxue bit her lip and pulled the bowstring back with all her might. Her small arms trembled slightly, and her cheeks puffed out.

She squinted one eye, aimed at the red bullseye tied to the pillar ten paces away, and released her finger, sending the arrow flying.

Snapped.

The arrow missed the bullseye and instead landed on the edge of the target.

But Qian Renxue was already very satisfied. She turned her head and gave Guangling Douluo a big smile.

"Fifth Grandfather, I hit the target!"

Guangling Douluo grinned from ear to ear, "Xiaoxue is really amazing. Come on, let's fire another arrow, this time try aiming at that yellow heart."

Bell stood quietly beside her, holding the same small bow in her hand.

After Qian Renxue finished shooting, she calmly nocked an arrow, drew the bow, aimed, and released it.

The movements were executed in one smooth motion, far more fluid than Qian Renxue's clumsy and awkward movements.

The arrow pierced the air and landed precisely in the center of the yellow target, penetrating three-tenths of an inch, a steady and resounding strike.

The Radiant Douluo's eyes lit up: "Ling'er, what excellent archery skills!"

Qian Renxue glanced at Ling'er, pouted, but didn't say anything.

It's a fact that Ling'er is a better archer than her, and she can't deny it.

But that's okay, she has her own strengths too.

For example, she knew someone Bell didn't. This thought cheered her up again, and she nocked an arrow and continued practicing.

Guangling Douluo stood between the two children, sometimes pointing out Qian Renxue's posture, sometimes correcting Ling'er's technique, keeping himself very busy.

"Fifth Grandfather, look at me this time..." Qian Renxue drew her bow, about to shoot, when she suddenly heard a voice.

Qian Renxue threw down her bow and rushed over.

Qian Daoliu crouched down, opened his arms, and caught her steadily.

He hugged Xiaoxue, then stood up, took her little hand in one hand, and looked down at her rosy little face.

"What's wrong, Xue'er?" Qian Daoliu's voice was gentle. "Is there something you want to tell Grandpa? Did your father do something wrong and upset you? Tell Grandpa, and Grandpa will go and teach him a lesson."

Qian Renxue shook her head vigorously, then raised her head with an expression as serious as if she were reporting something important.

"Grandpa, no. I have something very important to tell you. I've recently discovered a genius."

Qian Daoliu raised an eyebrow.

He knew his granddaughter well; this little girl had grown up in the Spirit Hall since she was a child, and the one thing she had in abundance was geniuses.

Ling'er is a genius, her six brothers are geniuses, her father is a genius, and her mother is an even greater genius.

She herself is a genius among geniuses.

For Qian Renxue to personally utter the word "genius," this person must possess something extraordinary.

"Oh?" Qian Daoliu took his granddaughter's hand and sat down on the chair next to him.

Qian Renxue sat down next to her grandfather, her two little legs dangling in the air and swinging back and forth.

Qian Renxue blinked and honestly confessed, "When I was still in the library, I always went to play with him. He was always reading and ignoring me. I kept bothering him so much that he taught me this breathing technique."

"He thought he could give me a few days of peace and quiet, but I learned it in seven days."

Qian Daoliu remained silent for a moment.

After this breathing method was taught to Xue'er, she mastered it in just seven days. This shows that the breathing method is not only effective, but also has excellent universality and learnability.

It's not a unique skill that can only be mastered through a person's special physique, but something that can be promoted, replicated, and learned by millions of people.

Qian Renxue jumped off the chair again, ran to the open space in the center of the Douluo Hall, turned around, and faced Qian Daoliu.

She closed her eyes, assumed a fighting stance, and began her "performance."

"Grandpa, please hold my little hand!"

She took a deep breath.

Qian Daoliu walked over and took Xiaoxue's hand.

At first, it was just a grandfather watching his granddaughter perform.

No matter what she did, Grandpa would applaud and cheer.

But when Qian Renxue exhaled her first breath, his expression changed.

Qian Renxue maintained this breathing rhythm for a few minutes, then opened her eyes, grinned at Qian Daoliu, and said, "Grandpa, how was that? Aren't I amazing?"

Qian Daoliu did not answer immediately. The expression on his face changed from gentle to serious, from serious to solemn, and from solemn to a deep thought that he himself was not even aware of.

"Xue'er, how long have you been practicing this breathing technique?"

"Seven days." Qian Renxue held up seven fingers and waved them in front of her grandfather. "Sabo said it took him several months to get the hang of it, but I'm much faster than him."

Qian Daoliu nodded slightly.

He wasn't surprised by his granddaughter's learning speed; he knew Xue'er's talent better than anyone else, and learning a set of techniques in seven days was nothing to her.

What surprised him was the ingenuity of the design of this breathing method itself.

"They actually managed to open up a second channel for transporting soul power." Qian Daoliu didn't let go. "Xiaoxue, run it again."

Qian Renxue started practicing the breathing technique again.

"As expected, it not only opens up a second route for transporting soul power, but also allows soul power to be stored in every part of the body."

After a while, Xiaoxue finished demonstrating the breathing technique.

She tilted her head to look at her grandfather and noticed that his expression was a little serious. Thinking that he didn't believe her, she hurriedly added, "Grandpa, don't disbelieve me, he really is amazing."

Qian Daoliu's eyebrows twitched slightly.

He spent most of his time in the Temple of Angels and didn't pay much attention to what was happening outside, but there was one thing he did hear about.

A disciple of Yue Guan wrote an article, which the editor personally delivered to the Papal Palace. After reading it, Ji'er did not express her opinion, only saying that she would verify it first.

He simply grunted in response and didn't think much of it. Little did he know that the person who wrote this article was the same person Xue'er was talking about.

Qian Renxue continued, "This breathing method is not just for becoming stronger, but also for living longer. He said that breathing is the most basic thing for life. A person can go three days without food and one day without water, but he cannot live without breathing for even a moment."

If you can control your breathing, you can control life itself.

After Qian Renxue finished speaking, she took a breath, then changed the subject, her tone shifting from solemn to complaining: "But that guy is good in every way, except that he's just like Ling'er, he ignores everyone once he starts reading. I always have to speak first before he'll even acknowledge me."

"However!" she paused, "his personality is actually alright. He doesn't fawn over me like those other people, nor does he kneel down and beg for forgiveness when I'm angry. He dares to ignore me, dares to talk back to me, and even dares to ruffle my hair. In the entire Spirit Hall, he's the only one who dares to treat me like that. He's barely a friend of mine."