People in Douluo, I am Ezreal

Today is an extremely important day for the Star Luo Empire, as the annual martial soul awakening is in full swing.

"Martial spirit hoe, destroy the martial spirit, next one."

"Martial spirit sickle, waste the martial spirit, next one."

One child after another left with disappointed faces, and the blond-haired Ezreal began to become nervous when he saw this.

"Don't be nervous, you will definitely awaken the top martial spirit." Limar comforted in a low voice.

"I hope so, uncle." Ezreal shrugged. As a time traveler, he came to Douluo Continent inexplicably and had a head of annoying yellow hair.

He has been smart since he was a child and has a photographic memory. He learns everything very quickly and his IQ is as high as the original ez.

Even the name was chosen as "Ezreal", it was such a coincidence.

As for the name of the previous life? There is no need to mention it. I regret it now. If I had known that I should have played the role of a powerful man, wouldn't it be good to kill Bang Bang with two punches?

"Next."

"Coming."

Ezreal walked up and started to awaken his martial soul. He kept praying in his heart. He had never watched Douluo Continent and didn't even know the plot. This would lose the advantage of being a time traveler. If he awakened another rubbish martial soul, he would be dead.

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"Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass, waste the martial spirit, next."

The ruthless voice echoed, and I felt like my mentality was shattered. Where is the promised traveler? Why is it a waste martial soul? Is this worthy of the name "Ezreal"?

"Why don't you leave yet?" the soul master in charge of the awakening asked doubtfully.

Ezreal said unwillingly: "Master Soul Master, you haven't tested my soul power yet."

"You are a useless martial soul, so you don't need to test...forget it, let me test it for you."

The soul master didn't want to take the test at first, but when he saw that handsome little face, he couldn't help but feel soft. What a cute child, how could he be a useless martial soul?

"Innate soul power is level zero, child. I think it is unlikely that you will become a soul master, but there is still a chance. The path of a soul master is to make the impossible possible."

"Thank you, Master Soul Master."

Ezreal lowered his head helplessly. Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass, innate soul power level zero, a dog with such talent would shake his head just looking at it.

"It's okay, let's go back to the museum. Today is your sixth birthday, and I've prepared a big meal for you." Limar consoled her.

"Uncle, I'm actually fine." Ezreal broke away from Limar's arms. There was nothing he could do about his rubbish talent. After all, this thing relied on God to feed him, but he was definitely unhappy.

Doesn’t it mean that in other worlds, you are usually the protagonist? This talent is not even worthy of being a passerby next to the protagonist.

Limar is a soul master, a level 78 defense soul saint, and his martial soul is the Xuanming Silver Turtle. He runs a museum in the Star Luo Empire, and his financial strength is not bad.

The two returned to the museum in silence.

"Let's have a laugh. There is no point in becoming a soul master. It will be buried in the ground for decades. You can inherit the museum in the future. You will not have to worry about food and clothing in this life, and your life will still be prosperous."

Limar brought a big cake with six candles on it and sang happy birthday himself.

A wry smile appeared on his face, and his uncle was right. Regardless of whether he could become a soul master or not, he had to live a good life. At least there was a museum here, and he no longer had to worry about his livelihood in this life.

"Don't worry, uncle, I will run the museum prosperously." He cheered up and promised, patting his chest.

Limar breathed a sigh of relief and struck while the iron was hot: "Then let's blow out the candles and make a wish. It is said that the wish of a six-year-old is the easiest to come true."

The wish of a six-year-old? The original ez, but he became famous in Valoran when he was a boy, accompanied by various beauties, and was honored as an "explorer". I don't know how much better than the pirated version of himself.

I also want to be an explorer!

Therefore, Ezreal lowered his head, gently blew out the candles, and made a wish for six years old: "One day, the entire Douluo Continent will remember my name, and I am Ezreal!"

"What wish did you make?" Limar asked curiously.

"It's nothing uncle."

It is best not to say unrealistic wishes.

"Forget it if you don't tell me." Limar didn't ask any more questions, but took out a box: "Happy birthday, this is a gift."

The contents of the box were very strange. It actually contained a bright yellow glove with a gem inlaid on it. It was a left glove.

"This glove..."

It feels very strange, this glove has an inexplicable sense of intimacy, as if it was meant to be with it.

"When I picked you up, you had this glove next to you. This should be something your biological parents left you. Because you were still young, I never dared to give it to you. Now I'm giving it back to you.

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Limar fell into memories and couldn't help feeling a little emotional. Unknowingly, it had been six years. In these six years, he had already treated Ezreal as his own flesh and blood.

"My companion gloves? Wait, gloves? Horlock's brass gloves!"

Ezreal suddenly remembered, no wonder this thing looked so familiar. Isn't this the left glove in the game? It was this glove that made the name "Explorer" famous all over the world.

"Damn it, Goldfinger has arrived?"

He suppressed the excitement in his heart, hurriedly took the gloves, said a casual sentence, and hurried back to the room.

"Even if it is something left to you by your biological parents, there is no need to be so excited. I am the uncle who raised you." Limar touched his nose helplessly and sighed.

After returning to the room, he put the glove on the desk. There was half a disc on the glove, and a strange gemstone was inlaid on the disc. It was still on his left hand. It was unmistakable. It was definitely Horlock's brass glove.

In the Alliance universe, Horlock is one of the oldest Ascended Ones. He is honored as the "Pioneer of the Hidden Way" by many latecomers. He is the first ruthless man who dares to single-handedly enter the void and finds a way to suppress the void uprising.

method.

Later, Aatrox used this method to quell the Void Uprising.

The Brass Glove is one of Horok's weapons. In the background, ez obtained this glove in the Shurima Tomb, thus starting the protagonist's journey.

"If Horok is placed on the Douluo Continent, it will definitely be a stalwart beyond the gods. Let me see how great the glory of the Ascended One is!"

Putting on the gloves, the gems on the gloves shined brightly, and a feeling of heart-to-heart emerged spontaneously. This was his exclusive weapon, and no one could take it away.

A burst of energy improves the body. If the talent is retested, he must be a genius now, but this is not the key point, because a powerful force begins to revive in the body, named...

magic!

There are many good mages in this world, but none of them are as attractive as me!

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