Douluo: Peerless Angel Glory.

Following Ji Juechen's movements, all the spectators turned back in unison and looked at the opponent whom Jian Chi took the initiative to challenge. They could not help but be stunned for a moment, and their eyes were filled with wonder.

Ji Juechen can become the top card in the open-air arena because of his strength on the one hand and his handsome face on the other. What catches everyone's eyes at this moment is a completely different style from Ji Juechen's, a face that is more delicate than Ji Juechen's. .

The young man stood there as if absorbing the brilliance of the vast sun, his golden eyes were radiant, and his long golden hair was like flowing light. It was sacred, radiant, and warm. Everyone subconsciously thought of those absolutely positive words.

"Sister, if this handsome guy and Ji Juechen chase me together, who should I promise?"

When the fantasy time came, the girl who had previously regarded Ji Juechen as the lover of her dreams began to fantasize.

After hearing this, my sister silently complained in her heart, you should wake up early!
How could you imagine those two handsome guys chasing you as a second-level soul engineer!

Ling Bai did not expect Ji Juechen to do this in public, but when he recalled it carefully, when Ji Juechen's sword intention was aroused, the Seven Kills Sword Intention in his body seemed to throb for a moment, and was noticed by this keen swordsman. So he suddenly changed his target and asked him to fight.

"Ji, Jue, Chen!"

Before Ling Bai could say anything, the seventh-level soul master on the open-air arena could no longer hold it in any longer. His short hair stood up like steel needles, and his head looked like a porcupine full of barbs. He was obviously extremely angry.

Even in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, the number one soul teacher academy in the mainland, a seventh-level soul teacher is still qualified to be a teacher. The organizer of the open-air arena spent a lot of money to invite him to the stage to fight, but he was put on the spot by Ji Juechen Ignore.

Just now...I...I spoke a little louder, please don't mind. "

“Get on stage! Get on stage! Get on stage!
Fight him! Fight him! Fight him! "

"Why?"

The next second, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the explosion caused by the collision of sword light and sword light was like a soul-guided cannon dropped, and a violent roaring sound resounded throughout the entire place.

The seventh-level soul master roared, his hair and beard bulging with anger. He couldn't bear the insult, and he burst out with a fighting power that was far beyond normal.

Ji Juechen is still a simple sword.

Although there are many powerful people in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, in the field of spiritual combat skills, there is actually no one who can surpass him.

"I don't want to fight you now."

Ji Juechen was anxious.

The chill from the sword was bone-chilling. The seventh-level soul master shuddered, swallowed, and stammered:

The organizers of the open-air arena sent people over and expressed their willingness to pay 500,000 gold soul coins to invite Ling Bai and Ji Juechen to fight. They took the opportunity to open an extra gambling game and make a lot of money.

He is a melee soul mentor, and his best attack method is close combat. The soul guidance thruster behind his back is activated, two thick smoke spurts out, a fierce wind suddenly rises, and a seventh-level sword burning with black flames is directed towards Ji Juechen. Hit it head on.

Including a group of ninth-level soul masters headed by Jing Hongchen, the master of Mingde Hall, so Jing Hongchen paid special attention to him and left this strange man who knew nothing about soul guides in the Soul Master Holy Land of Douluo Continent.

"Concession."

Ling Bai's clear and elegant voice seemed to have a special penetrating power, passing through the waves of sound waves from the audience, and shot straight into Ji Juechen's ears.

The Soul Emperor jumped up the ranks and instantly killed the seventh-level soul master. Ji Juechen's popularity reached its peak in an instant. A pair of blazing eyes kept moving sideways on Ling Bai and Ji Juechen. Some people watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. They shouted to come on stage. The battle finally turned into a chorus of shouts:

When the smoke and dust dispersed, the seventh-level soul master lowered his head feebly. At his feet was a seventh-level sword broken into three pieces. An inconspicuous long sword stood horizontally beside his neck. With a slight movement, a big head would fall apart. Landed.

"Jianchi, you...you win...

Chop!

Ji Juechen replied lightly, not caring about the seventh-level soul master who stepped down with a loss of face, and once again held his hand towards Ling Bai and said seriously:
"Brother, sword-crazy Ji Juechen, please fight!"

As a fellow swordsman, Ji Juechen could vaguely feel that Ling Bai had mastered a murderous sword intent, and he was extremely excited about it.

"Ten rounds of wheel battles have consumed you a lot." Ling Bai said with a smile, "You have returned to your peak state. I will fight you and we will only compete with each other on swordsmanship."

"Exactly what I want!"

Ji Juechen agreed solemnly and sat down cross-legged to meditate. He wanted to use his best form to strike a sword.

A sword that unleashes all the sword intent in your chest!
The audience automatically made a way for Ling Bai. Ling Bai slowly walked onto the stage and looked at Ji Juechen, who had his eyes closed tightly and was adjusting his breathing every minute. His message flashed through his mind.

Compared to Huo Yuhao, who cheated all kinds of hundred thousand year soul rings and soul bones, this sword fanatic was more like a mortal counterattack, with level 3 innate soul power and mediocre martial arts. He worked hard to kill the first century soul beast. The first soul ring and soul skills are like a blank slate like most soul teachers.

There are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters. Ji Juechen should say this.

In the beginning of hell, he understood the meaning of the sword on his own, and became the chief disciple of the soul guidance department in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy with many talented people. Even without the elixir refined by Huo Yuhao, he would definitely become a generation of titled fighters in the future. Luo.

Ji Juechen is a genius.

Everyone likes this simple-minded yet super capable one-liner genius, and Ling Bai is no exception. He needs his own team, and Ji Juechen is the perfect candidate.

At this point in time, the Noumenon Sect did not attack Mingde Hall, Huo Yuhao and Jing Hongchen did not make a bet, and Ji Juechen did not meet in the ring, so this was an opportunity to take advantage of.

Time passed bit by bit, and the long wait was boring. Just when the audience was already a little drowsy, Ji Juechen finally ended his meditation.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes seemed to have undergone some strange changes. They were a little less sharp and sharp as a sword spirit master, and a little more calm like water that they didn't have before.

A heavy sword has no edge, and a heavy sword has no skill.

His whole person became reserved.

After nearly an hour of meditation, Ji Juechen fully burned up all his body's potential.

Ji Juechen will unreservedly present his understanding of the sword in front of Ling Bai, and they will start the battle in the purest way.

The duel is also the purest thing.

Spirit. will.

Comprehension of the Way of the Sword.

Ji Juechen took a deep breath and put his soul into the sword. This was his unique training method. His own sword martial soul had long been transformed into nothingness instead of an entity, and was perfectly integrated into the long sword made of meteorite iron in his hand. .

People are swords, swords are people, people and swords are one, and there is no distinction between them.

The terrifying sharp aura was suddenly released as if it was about to tear the whole world apart. Wherever the invisible sword intention passed, the air drew dark lights and shadows. A strong wind came, blowing the two people's clothes and making a hunting sound. .

On Ling Bai's right hand, the bright golden light condensed into the Holy Angel Sword. Compared with Ji Juechen's dark meteorite iron sword, as the divine weapon of two generations of angel gods, the Holy Angel Sword was undoubtedly much more gorgeous.

The shining golden sword blade lined the handsome face, the Angel Holy Sword and the Angel Sword Master complemented each other. Many women in the audience showed infatuated looks. Some of the beauty fans abandoned Ji Juechen and turned to cheer for Ling Bai. .

Ling Bai took a slight step forward with his left foot, and the moment the sole of his foot landed on the ground, there was a muffled "dong" sound.

Immediately afterwards, a killing intent originating from the Seven Kills Sword Technique burst out from his body. The Seven Kills Sword Intent was so powerful that it easily blocked Ji Juechen's fierce sword intent that forced him forward, and instantly reversed it.

Ji Juechen's body was shaken. He was not frightened by the Seven Kills Sword's intention. Instead, his eyes became firmer. The six soul rings on his body sparkled with each other like ripples. His momentum rose again, and he forcibly withstood the condensed Seven Kills Sword's veins. The Seven Killing Sword Intentions are the hard work of countless generations of kendo soul masters.

Holding the sword with both hands, the tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground, Ji Juechen's upper body turned half sideways, his feet remained still, and he turned sideways to face Ling Bai.

The sword intention changed from the previous fierceness to the one that wanted to choose and devour anyone. The powerful power was compressed again and collided head-on with the murderous momentum released by Ling Bai, causing ripples in the air.

Ling Bai's golden eyes condensed slightly, and a one-armed sword-wielding shadow appeared behind him. The shadow was tall and majestic, with a solemn expression. Boundless murderous intent filled the air, and easily penetrated the soul shield of the open-air arena. Everyone felt like they were facing an ancient battlefield filled with blood, and their breaths carried the strong smell of blood.

"Bam—"

The pressure suddenly increased, and something seemed to break in Ji Juechen's brain. The feeling of enlightenment was very wonderful, like a flexible butterfly. He wanted to reach out and grab it, but he couldn't do it anyway. A little bit, each time, slipped through his fingers.

He understood that under the stimulation of the Seven Kills Sword Intent, he was about to break through the shackles. The difficulty of cultivating spiritual combat skills like Sword Intent was far more difficult than that of soul power. Without the guidance of his ancestors, and just relying on his own understanding, any breakthrough would come. Not easy.

Turning sideways, Ji Juechen tilted his body to face Ling Bai. The excitement in his heart was indescribable. Only he, as the person involved, could truly feel how terrifying the Seven Kills Sword Intent was.

The sharp sword intent that was raised to the limit bombarded the Seven Kills sword intent, like a stormy wave hitting an eternal hard rock, scattering in all directions, unable to shake the opponent at all.

Even though he experienced the huge gap between the two, it only aroused the fighting spirit in Ji Juechen's heart. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Ling Bai, as if two lightning-like intersecting lights appeared between the two.

With the help of his feet on the ground, Ji Juechen turned into a gliding light. The speed could only be described as lightning and flint. Without the assistance of any soul guide, it was already what the Sixth Ring Soul Emperor could achieve. Speed ​​Limit.

This momentary explosion was incomparable even to the level of agility and attack type soul masters.

Holding the sword with both hands, he slowly turned back to his body and swept the long sword across. This simple movement felt as if it was as heavy as a stone in Ji Juechen's hands. The whole movement seemed to be completed in a viscous liquid without any pause. , done in one go!
Loyal to the sword, crazy about the sword, extremely devoted to the sword!
Ling Bai raised the Angel Holy Sword, and the one-armed shadow behind him simultaneously raised the Seven Killing Sword in his hand. Thunder resounded in the sky. As the two long swords slowly fell, the void was like a torn curtain, and a solid A ravine several meters deep appeared on the floor of the arena, and it continued to grow deeper and deeper as the blade fell!

Seven kills caused thunder, and one sword pierced the sky!

"boom--"

The Angel Holy Sword struck the sword body of the Meteoric Iron Sword, and the aftermath of the conflicting sword intentions was like a spreading ring. The ring whizzed past, and the audience's vision was inexplicably trance-like. At this moment, it seemed as if they had jumped out of this world. Frequency of.

"Click, click, click!"

Tiny cracks as dense as a spider web slowly covered the seemingly inconspicuous, but actually quite hard, meteorite iron sword.

"Crack!"

There was a crisp sound, and the Tianwai Meteor Iron Sword in Ji Juechen's hand was broken into dregs and scattered in the wind.

"Ah this..."

Ji Juechen blinked at a loss.

The Meteoric Iron Sword was just a strip at first. After getting it, Ji Juechen used his soul power to continuously refine the Meteoric Iron. For several years, it finally turned into a sword.

The Angel Holy Sword destroyed the Heavenly Meteor Iron Sword with one blow. Ji Juechen was stunned on the spot, and the brains of everyone watching the battle were also shut down.

Ji Juechen, the swordsman who has been the king of the open-air arena for the past year, won all ten rounds today, including an instant kill of a seventh-level soul master.

He challenged Ling Bai, but the outcome turned out to be so tragic. The meteorite iron sword was shattered into slag, and the man seemed to have turned into a gray-white stone sculpture.

"Sister, go up and hug Jian Chi, he looks like he's about to be broken..."

The elder sister quietly poked the younger sister next to her, thinking that her younger sister might be able to sneak in and hug the beautiful man back.

The younger sister covered her face with tears streaming down her face, looked away from Ji Juechen, and shook her head firmly:
"I'm sorry for my sword-crazy ex-husband, but I like this new husband who is more handsome and better at fighting!"

"Tsk, you're so quick to fall in love with someone else..."

In the open-air arena, Ling Bai stepped forward and patted Ji Juechen on the shoulder, saying apologetically: "Sorry, I broke your sword. I'll make it up to you another time."

There is a world of difference between the Heavenly Meteor Iron Sword and the Angel Holy Sword. Ling Bai did not do it intentionally. It really cannot withstand the duel between the two swords.

Ji Juechen came back to his senses and shook his head gently: "It's okay. In fact, since I broke through the Soul Emperor, the Tianwai Meteor Iron Sword has been unable to keep up with my cultivation. During this time, I have already thought of changing the sword.

But this meteorite iron sword has been with me for many years. I am used to holding it, and it is hard to let go of it. Today, it can be regarded as neither broken nor established. "

If anyone in the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy who knew Ji Juechen knew this, their jaws would probably be shocked. The usually concise and to the point Jian Chi actually said a series of words!
After saying that, Ji Juechen took two steps back and bowed deeply to Ling Bai:
"Brother, your sword intention is very strong, it is the most powerful combat skill I have ever seen in my life.

It's just that this murderous sword intention does not belong to you and your sword filled with light, but to the swordsman ancestor who created it.

Ji Juechen is being taught today. I hope that one day, you can create your own sword intent to defeat me. "

(End of this chapter)