Although he didn't construct reincarnation often, he had gained a lot of experience after doing so for them.
Hence, it was easy for him to construct reincarnation this time.
He pondered for a moment. What kind of life should he give this pervert?
Suddenly, he thought of it. He admired his intelligence. He could even think of such a loving reincarnation.
Modern buildings appeared.
The construction of the world of reincarnation, no matter how simple the cycle of reincarnation was, required a self-consistent process. If there wasn't a complete cycle of life and death, then the world of reincarnation would collapse, unable to form a complete cycle of reincarnation.
City X.
A middle-aged man stood at the entrance of the hospital and looked at the big screen in the distance. His eyes shone with yearning. He heard a voice coming from the screen.
"The 15th Lubbing Saint Competition has come to an end. According to the scores given by many professional judges, this year's Lubbing Saint is Yu Sheng, who is only 28 years old. Let us welcome Yu Sheng with a warm round of applause. He will also become the new leader of our country."
The middle-aged man looked at the screen enviously. When he saw the data of Saint Masturbation on the screen, he was completely shocked.
"Fifteen times in an hour. Storage capacity: 600 milliliters. Shooting range: 8.8 meters. Terrifying."
He didn't expect this year's Saint Masturbation to be so strong. His statistics were shocking in all aspects. He was definitely the best in the world. Even the previous Saint Masturbation was weaker than this year's Saint Masturbation.
"Sigh!" The middle-aged man sighed and walked towards the hospital without looking back. His son was about to be born. All his hopes were on his son.
In the ward.
The middle-aged man held the newborn baby high above his head. Tears streamed down his face, but a bright smile blossomed on his face. "My son, you really didn't disappoint me. Seventy percent depends on the heavens, and ten percent depends on your father. You've just been born, but your capital is much greater than your father's."
"Good luck. You must become the great Saint Masturbation."
"And your name is Du Yufeng. In the future, you must become stronger than Saint Masturbation."
The baby in the man's hand smiled happily and peed forcefully on the middle-aged man's body.
A year later, Du Yufeng started to strengthen himself under his father's guidance.
Two years later, three years later … Under his father's guidance, Du Yufeng continued to learn the eighteen techniques of Saint Masturbation.
This was his family's secret manual. Unfortunately, apart from his ancestor, no one else could successfully cultivate it.
Du Yufeng was a veteran of the battlefield. In the nine years of compulsory education, he had defeated the contestants from each district and obtained the title of first place every year.
The fathers of his peers called him Little Lu Sheng.
Perhaps it was because of his talent, but his technique was more exquisite, and at the same time, his body was stronger.
He had perfected the Eighteen Ways to Masturbate.
Eighteen years later.
Inside the room, Du Yufeng was covered in sweat. He roared, and a strand of transparent liquid shot out and struck the wall. The strong impact left a hole in the wall.
"Phew, I've finally broken through the limit."
Du Yufeng cleaned it up and stood up. He looked at the portrait on the wall. It was the current Lu Sheng.
He had held the throne of Lu Sheng for 18 years. In these 18 years, he had defeated all kinds of enemies, making countless men feel ashamed.
At the same time, countless women felt that it was a pity because such a powerful man would never fall for them.
Only the weak would take a fancy to them.
A truly powerful man could solve everything with just a pair of hands.
Du Yufeng's eyes shone with passion. "Lu Sheng, I, Du Yufeng, am going to drag you down from your throne. I'm ready to carry the crown."
"The registration for the 33rd Lu Sheng Competition has officially begun. Lu Sheng has held it for 18 years. This year, the person who can defeat him will be you? Or will it be you? Bring your identification cards and come to register. The next Lu Sheng is waiting for you. "
Du Yufeng was ready. All these years, he had forgotten everything and trained hard just for this day.
The competition had officially begun.
Among the countless strong cultivators, Du Yufeng had carved out a bloody path. Countless men felt ashamed of themselves and exclaimed that he was terrifyingly strong.
In front of the television, Du Yufeng's father was trembling with excitement. "Son, you can do it. You must win. Don't be a weakling like me."
A few days later, the pinnacle of the competition arrived.
Du Yufeng had made it to the end. He had carved out a bloody path among the countless participants. Now, he stood below the stage and raised his head, looking at the man sitting on the throne.
"Lu Sheng, I, Du Yufeng, am here to challenge you. After today, I will be the new Lu Sheng."
"Young man, your courage is commendable. I've forgotten how many arrogant young men like you have challenged me, but in the end, they all ended up lying here. Do you know how many people have fallen where you are standing?" Lu Sheng looked down at the young man in the audience and said in a deep voice, "Young man, your courage is commendable.
Du Yufeng looked down at the stage. On the stage, there was a white stain glowing. He did not know what it was, but …
"Cut the crap."
"Fight!"
Suddenly, the two of them raised their hands and pulled down their robes.
Countless people from all over the country were watching the Grand Tournament of the Golden Age. When they saw this, they all screamed.
Countless people clenched their fists. The god-killing battle was about to begin.
At this moment, everyone was watching intently. They knew that there was only one hour left, and the one who would emerge victorious within this hour would be the new Lu Sheng.
The battle was reaching its climax. Du Yufeng's expression was solemn and beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. His hands were clasped together. In the past 18 years, he had reached a higher level of enlightenment.
He clasped his hands together as if he had touched the supreme path.
After 10 minutes, Lu Sheng was in the lead.
30 minutes.
50 minutes.
59 minutes. Lu Sheng was still in the lead.
"Young man, you are going to lose. I have accumulated 800 milliliters and my longest distance is 9.8 meters. You are not the only ones who have improved over the years." Lu Sheng laughed.
"Damn it. Am I going to lose just like that?" Du Yufeng was unwilling. He had trained so hard for so many years just for this day.
Behind him, there were countless people who were waiting for him.
I can't lose to my father's expectations. I can't let my father be disappointed in me. All of his hopes are pinned on me.
"Last 10 seconds." The judge said.
Du Yufeng was in despair. He could even see Lu Sheng's maniacal smile.
"Son, you can do it."
In an instant, a bolt of lightning flashed in Du Yufeng's mind. The moves of Lu Sheng's 18 Arts appeared in his mind one after another. They were getting faster and faster.
"This is?" Du Yufeng was shocked. He quickly flipped through the 18 Arts of Lu Sheng and it changed into a move that he had never learned before.
"Ah!" With an earth-shattering roar, a white light exploded from Du Yufeng's body.
"Lu Sheng's 18 Arts of Lu Sheng's final move, Metal Storm!"
All of a sudden, the world lost its color. Even Lu Sheng was horrified when he saw this scene. He said in disbelief, "The supreme realm, the Dance of the Gods."
"Ah!"
In an instant, Du Yufeng's face turned red and his veins bulged. He straightened his waist and a beam of light shot into the sky. It even pierced through the atmosphere and didn't stop. It went all the way to the sun.
The originally fiery red sun instantly turned white.
Holy light shrouded the world.
Plop!
Lu Sheng was foaming at the mouth and his eyes were wide open. "How is this possible? How is this possible …"
The judge was speechless. "Participant Du Yufeng, capacity unknown, distance unknown. He has surpassed the limits of past Lu Sheng …"
"Phew!" Du Yufeng heaved a sigh of relief. The aura on his body became mysterious. He looked at Yu Sheng. "You have lost. I have already reached an even more mysterious realm."
"Son, good job." His father, who was in front of the television, was in tears. 18 years. 18 years. He wanted to be strong but in the end, he became weak and needed to be with a woman.
But now, his son had succeeded and brought his hopes to the peak.
An excited voice came through the television. "The 33rd Lu Sheng Du Yufeng has successfully reached the top and broken the human record. This will be passed down forever."
Du Yufeng reached the top and looked at Yu Sheng. After a moment of silence, he said, "Today's victory is not to prove that I am more outstanding than you.
"Today's victory is not to prove that I'm more outstanding than you. I just want to say that although there are strong and weak people, there shouldn't be a difference in dreams. I really hope that from this moment on, all of us can learn how to pursue our dreams. Therefore, I'm here to invite all the strong people in the world to challenge me. I'll be waiting for all of you at the pinnacle of the saint realm."
"Thank you. I'm done."
At that moment, the whole world was in an uproar. In the end, there was a huge round of applause.
From then on, Du Yufeng ascended to the throne until he was 99 years old. In another hour, he would be 100 years old.
The world's top reporter said, "Hello, Lu Sheng. Ever since you reached the top, of all the challengers you have met, is there anyone that you value the most?"
The old Du Yufeng had already lost his teeth, but he was still smiling. "Yes, every challenger has caused me to attach great importance to them, because they were born to kill. This kind of fighting spirit is something that I admire."
"Lu Sheng, do you still Lu Sheng?" the reporter asked.
Du Yufeng replied, "Of course. I feel uncomfortable if I don't Lu Sheng every day. Even now, I really want to do it on the spot."
Under the witness of the reporters, Lu Sheng Du Yufeng broadcasted what Lu Sheng was really Lu Sheng. There were thousands of techniques and they contained the Dao.
He felt that he had reached the limit of his lifespan. He displayed all that he had learned in his life. Whether people could understand anything from it would depend on their own ability to understand.
The bell rang. 100 years had come.
Du Yufeng smiled and closed his eyes. He had ended his Lu Sheng life.
On the day of his death, the whole world mourned and sent the great Lu Sheng on his last journey. He was a hero in everyone's hearts.
50 years ago, aliens descended and Lu Sheng single-handedly destroyed the alien fleet in the endless space.
Pfft!
Lin Fan floated in the endless space and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood. The construction of this reincarnation cycle was very interesting.
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