Draw Goddess from Douluo

Deep in the Flame Mountain, in a quiet apricot forest, sunlight shines through the sparse leaves and onto the ground, forming mottled light and shadow. Not far away, under an apricot tree, stood a beautiful woman. She was Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu was wearing a light green dress, with the hem of the skirt fluttering gently, as if blending in with the surrounding nature. She still had that soft smile on her face, but at the moment there was a trace of surprise that could not be concealed. Her eyes were fixed on the front, where Liu Yang practiced.

"What an astonishing little guy." Yan Ruyu whispered to herself, her voice as sweet and sweet as the clear spring in the mountain stream. "In three years, she has mastered Feng Bao Yan to this extent."

As one of the elders of Qingyun Sect, Yan Ruyu has witnessed the rise and fall of countless talented disciples. However, disciples like Liu Yang still made her feel a little shocked. Three years ago, Liu Yang was just a new disciple who had just started. Although his talent was good, he was not outstanding among many disciples. However, in just three years, he had already mastered the unique skill of Feng Baoyan to such an extent.

Wind Explosion Flame is an extremely advanced beast cultivation technique. It requires the cultivator not only to have strong beast energy as support, but also to have extremely precise control over the air flow. A little carelessness may lead to failure in cultivation or even backfire on oneself. However, Liu Yang relied on his firm will and unremitting efforts to challenge his limits again and again, and finally mastered this skill to the point of proficiency.

At this moment, Liu Yang was standing in the center of the Baibao Garden. His body surface was emitting a faint green light, which was a sign that the beast's energy could flow. He kept waving his hands, guiding the beast energy in his body to condense into small green streams. These trickles fly and swirl in the air, eventually converging into a powerful wind and wave.

The moment the wind and waves formed, Liu Yang suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He clasped his hands together and pushed forward suddenly, and the wind and waves roared out, hitting the yellow powder suspended in the air with lightning speed.

"Boom -" a loud noise exploded in the air, and the wind waves collided fiercely with the yellow powder, erupting into dazzling light and powerful air waves. The air waves swept around, making the leaves rustle, as if they were cheering for this amazing showdown.

Yan Ruyu stood not far away and watched this scene quietly. She still had that soft smile on her face, but the surprise in her eyes became more intense. She could clearly feel the powerful aura emanating from Liu Yang's body and his superb mastery of the art of wind blasting.

"I'm afraid this little guy's future achievements will be limitless." Yan Ruyu sighed secretly in her heart. It has been a long time since she met a disciple who amazed her like Liu Yang. "I wonder if he can break that legendary record." Woolen cloth?"

The "legendary record" that Yan Ruyu is thinking of refers to one of the most glorious achievements in the history of Qingyun Sect. It is said that hundreds of years ago, a talented disciple appeared in the Qingyun Sect. He practiced the Wind Explosion Flame to the extreme in a short period of time, and set a record that no one could break. This record has always inspired subsequent disciples to work hard in practice, but no one has been able to break it.

However, now Yan Ruyu sees hope in Liu Yang to break this record. Although Liu Yang has not yet reached that legendary level, the talent and potential he has shown have made Yan Ruyu full of expectations for him.

"What a promising little guy." Yan Ruyu whispered to herself, her eyes shining with admiration and expectation, "I hope he can continue to maintain this momentum and constantly surpass himself to create new brilliance."

Deep in the Flame Mountain, in a quiet apricot forest, sunlight shines through the sparse leaves on the ground, creating mottled light and shadow. Under an apricot tree not far away, stood a beautiful woman, she was Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu is wearing a light green long skirt, the hem of the skirt flutters gently, as if blending with the surrounding nature. She still had that soft smile on her face, but now there was a trace of surprise that could not be concealed. Her eyes were fixed on the front, where Liu Yang practiced.

"What an astonishing little guy." Yan Ruyu whispered to herself, her voice as sweet and sweet as a mountain stream. "In three years, she has mastered Feng Bao Yan to this extent."

As one of the elders of the Qingyun Sect, Yan Ruyu is wiser than the rise and fall of many talented disciples. However, disciples like Liu Yang still made her feel a little shocked. Three years ago, Liu Yang was just a new disciple who had just started. Although he was very talented, he was not outstanding among many disciples. However, in just three years, he has already mastered the unique skill of Feng Biaoyan to such an extent.

Wind Explosion Flame is an extremely profound beast cultivation skill. It requires the cultivator not only to have strong beast energy as support, but also to have extremely precise control over the air flow. A little carelessness may lead to failure in cultivation or even backfire on oneself. However, Liu Yang relied on his firm will and unremitting efforts to challenge his own limits again and again, and finally reached the pinnacle of this skill.

At this time, Liu Yang was standing in the center of Baibao Garden. His body surface was emitting a faint green light, which was a sign that the beast's energy could flow. He kept waving his hands, guiding the beast energy in his body to condense into small green streams. These trickles fly and swirl in the air, eventually gathering into a powerful storm.

The moment the storm broke out, Liu Yang opened his eyes suddenly, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He clasped his hands together and pushed forward suddenly, and the storm roared out, hitting the yellow powder suspended in the air with lightning speed.

"Boom -" a loud noise exploded in the air, and the wind waves collided violently with the yellow powder, erupting into a dazzling light and strong air waves. The air waves swept around, making the leaves rustle, as if cheering for this amazing showdown.

Yan Ruyu stood not far away and watched this scene quietly. She still had that soft smile on her face but the look of surprise in her eyes became more intense. She could clearly feel the powerful smell exuding from Liu Yang's body and his superb mastery of the Fengbaoyan technique.

"I'm afraid this little guy's future achievements will be limitless." Yan Ruyu sighed secretly in her heart. She hasn't met a disciple as amazing as Liu Yang for a long time. "I wonder if he can break that legendary Where’s the record?”

The "legendary record" that Yan Ruyu is thinking of refers to one of the most glorious achievements in the history of Qingyun Sect. It is said that hundreds of years ago, a talented disciple appeared in Qingyun Sect. In a short period of time, he practiced wind blasting to the extreme and set a record that no one can break. This record has always inspired subsequent disciples to continue to practice hard, but no one has been able to break it.

But now Yan Ruyu sees hope in Liu Yang to break this record. Although Liu Yang has not yet reached that legendary level, the talent and potential he has shown have already made Yan Ruyu full of expectations for him.

"What a promising little guy." Yan Ruyu whispered to herself, her eyes shining with admiration and expectation, "I hope he can continue to maintain this momentum and constantly surpass himself to create new brilliance."