Starting From Douluo, Glory is Invincible

Chapter 1145 Tearing the Space

 Over the long years, the rising and setting of the sun have become the most faithful recorders of time. In the past two days, the sky seemed to have sensed the expectations of the world, showing its purest side. The clouds are sparse and white, like sheep on the horizon, wandering leisurely under the blue background. The sun penetrated the layers of clouds and sprinkled onto the earth, bathing every inch of the land in warm golden color.

　　On such a good day, there is a different scene at the foot of Riyao Mountain. The grass here is lush and messy, as if it is wild and unrestrained growth in nature. And among the grass, a figure was flying rapidly. Every time he jumped up and down, he was as light as the wind, but full of power. Every movement he makes seems to be telling an indescribable rhythm, which is the perfect combination of strength and softness, and the peak display of strength and speed.

 The clothes on his body were already soaked with sweat and clung tightly to his skin, showing off his strong figure. His face was also flushed due to the strenuous exercise, but his eyes were always bright, revealing determination and persistence. He knew that what he was doing was not only a physical training, but also a mental training.

With each move, he seemed to transform into a ferocious cheetah, running freely on the grassland, looking for his own prey. His fists were clenched tightly, and every time he swung them out, there was a sound of howling wind, as if it could tear the air apart. Every time his feet touched the ground, he could feel the slight trembling from the earth, as if responding to his rhythm.

 Suddenly, with a slight tap of his toes, his body began to spin rapidly like a spinning top. His movements were so fast that the surrounding grass was whipped up into whirlwinds. And at this moment of revolving, his body was like a sharp arrow that was ready to go, changing its direction and shooting towards a big tree not far away!

The big tree stood there, as if it had become his target. His speed reached its peak at this moment, leaving only afterimages in the air. And when he was about to come into contact with the big tree, his body made an amazing move again - he suddenly turned over in the air, grabbed the tree trunk with both hands, and clung to it like a gecko. On the tree.

This series of actions only happened in a few seconds, but it was enough to amaze any onlooker. And when he slowly slid down from the tree and stood back on the ground, a satisfied smile appeared on his face. He knew that he had taken another step forward and was a little closer to that distant dream. And this is just a small part of his countless efforts day and night. He believed that as long as he persisted, one day he would stand on top of the world and overlook everything.

In the quiet and long years, the magnificent scene of sunrise and sunset has become the most faithful witness to the passage of time. In these two days, the sky seemed to respond to the expectations of the mortal world, showing an extremely pure posture. The sparse and white clouds are like sheep wandering leisurely on the horizon, stretching freely under the vast blue sky. The golden sunlight shines through these layers of clouds, like a compassionate **** spreading warm light, causing every inch of the earth to be gently touched and bathed in this generous gift.

But at this moment, the foot of Sun Yao Mountain showed a different kind of vitality. Thick grass grows freely here, seemingly without any restraint, showing the wildness and openness of nature. Just in this lush greenery, a vigorous figure was shuttled quickly. His movements are light and agile, every jump is as light as the wind, and every fall is full of steady power. His figure appeared and disappeared in the grass, like a beast preparing to hunt.

Every tiny movement of his seems to contain an indescribable rhythmic beauty. That kind of beauty is both strong and solid, yet flexible and smooth like water. It is a perfect combination of strength and speed, and it is the proud style he shows in the process of constantly challenging himself and surpassing his limits.

His figure looks so dazzling in the sun, and every moment is full of movement and power. His feet seemed to be walking on the wind, and every rise and fall was accompanied by the slight swaying of the grass, as if even the earth was responding to his rhythm. His hands sometimes clenched into fists, sometimes stretched out, and every gesture seemed to express a kind of firm belief and determination.

 In this day full of life and vitality, he seemed to be integrated with the entire nature. His breath dances with the wind, and his heart beats with the earth. He was sweating in this messy grass, and he was also spreading his youthful enthusiasm and dreams. Every move he makes silently tells the world: This is a fighter who is not afraid of difficulties and moves forward courageously. He uses his actions to interpret what true tenacity and struggle are.

 (End of this chapter)