Gaze and you will become stronger: starting from Doupo

Below, everyone's eyes were fixed on Chen Xin and Jiang Han, and suddenly they felt two sharp auras spurting out almost at the same time, followed by a loud bang. The two did not attack, but just raised the long swords in their hands, but even the collision of the sword energy had torn the void apart, bringing out a loud bang.

The energy generated by the collision of sword energy was so powerful that even though they were several feet away, the people below still felt a chill on their faces. They were hit by the energy and it hurt like a knife. They subconsciously retreated backwards.

"As expected of you, the leader of the Tang Sect."

Chen Xin looked at Jiang Han. Just from the previous collision of sword energy, he knew that the other party's understanding of swordsmanship was not inferior to his.

After the words of praise fell, Chen Xin's expression became extremely serious. He was seen dancing with the sword, ethereal and sharp, with rapid changes. His sword skills were as erratic as the breeze, flowing water, white clouds, and waves... changing constantly.

"Master, take the sword!"

After accumulating strength, Chen Xin shouted softly, and the sword in his hand shone as brightly as a dragon, stirring up the river and the sea. With a swish, a cold and lightning-like ray of light shot towards Jiang Han.

Jiang Han's eyes condensed, and the thin sword in his hand shook slightly, and an invisible sword force emanated. Facing the fierce attack of Sword Douluo Chen Xin, he did not retreat at all, but met it head-on. The thin sword in his hand danced like a spirit snake, leaving a series of gorgeous sword shadows in the air.

The collision of swords made a crisp sound, like the sound of metal clashing. Sparks flew everywhere, and powerful force spread in all directions, allowing the people below to once again feel the terrifying strength of these two strong men.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin's swordsmanship was sharp and swift, and each move contained a powerful attack force. His sword attacked Jiang Han like a violent storm, making it difficult for people to cope with it.

Jiang Han's swordplay was more stable and agile. His sword was as natural as flowing water, seemingly gentle, but full of infinite power. He deftly resolved Jian Douluo's attacks while looking for opportunities to counterattack.

The two men started a fierce sword duel in the air. Their figures intersected like lightning, and the sword shadows flashed, dazzling the eyes. The people below were stunned. They were shocked by the swordsmanship of these two strong men, and their hearts were full of admiration and amazement.

"Is this the pinnacle of kendo? It's amazing!"

"The leader of the Tang Sect and Sword Douluo Chen Xin are both masters of swordsmanship. Their swordsmanship is breathtaking."

"I wonder who will win this match? It's really exciting."

……

Everyone was talking about it, their eyes fixed on the battle in the air, afraid to miss any exciting moment.

During the battle, Sword Douluo Chen Xin gradually felt how powerful Jiang Han was. He found that the other party's swordsmanship was not only superb, but also contained a mysterious power. This power made him feel somewhat familiar, but he couldn't tell what it was.

"The sect master's swordsmanship is indeed powerful, but I will not give up easily." Chen Xin thought to himself. He decided to use his strongest attack to see if he could defeat Jiang Han.

Chen Xin's soul power surged again, and his sword shone brightly. He raised his sword high, then swung it down fiercely. A huge sword shadow came towards Jiang Han like a mountain pressing down on his head.

Jiang Han felt the powerful force of this attack, and he knew he couldn't take it head-on. He quickly swung his rapier, forming a sword curtain in front of him. The sword curtain flashed with light, trying to resist Jian Douluo's attack.

However, Jian Douluo's attack was too powerful. The sword curtain was gradually shattered by the impact of the sword shadow, and Jiang Han was also knocked back by the powerful force.

"Master, you lost." Chen Xin looked at Jiang Han with a hint of joy of victory in his eyes.

Jiang Han steadied himself and smiled slightly: "Jian Douluo's swordsmanship is indeed powerful, but this does not mean that I have lost."

As he spoke, Jiang Han began to dance with the rapier in his hand again. His swordsmanship became more fierce, and his sword power became more majestic. His sword pounced towards Sword Douluo Chen Xin like a giant dragon.

Chen Xin was shocked. He didn't expect Jiang Han to be able to counterattack so quickly after being attacked by him. He quickly raised his sword, ready to block Jiang Han's attack.

However, Jiang Han's attack was too powerful. Although Jian Douluo Chen Xin tried his best to resist, he was still knocked back by the powerful force.

"How is this possible?" Chen Xin was filled with shock. He didn't expect that he would be defeated by Jiang Han.

Jiang Han looked at Chen Xin and said, "Jian Douluo, your swordsmanship is indeed powerful, but my swordsmanship is not weak either. In this duel, we can be considered a draw."

Chen Xin stood up from the ground and looked at Jiang Han with admiration in his heart. He knew that Jiang Han was indeed very strong, and if he continued to fight, he might not win.

"I admire the sect leader's strength. I lost this duel." Chen Xin said.

Jiang Han smiled slightly: "Sword Douluo, there is no need to be modest. Your swordsmanship has also benefited me a lot."

The people below were shocked when they saw this wonderful duel. They didn't expect that the leader of the Tang Sect could actually defeat Sword Douluo Chen Xin, which gave them a new understanding of the strength of the Tang Sect.

"The leader of the Tang Sect is so powerful that he was able to defeat Sword Douluo Chen Xin."

"It seems that the strength of the Tang Sect should not be underestimated. We must be careful in the future."

"What is the origin of this Tang Sect leader? He is so powerful."

……

Everyone was talking about it, they were full of expectations and worries about the future of Tang Sect. Sword Douluo Chen Xin looked at Jiang Han, thinking about what to do next. He knew that Ning Rongrong would not go back with him, and the strength of Tang Sect also made him feel a little worried. He decided to go back and report the situation here to Ning Fengzhi, so that Qibao Liuli Sect could be prepared to deal with it.

"Master, since Rongrong doesn't want to go back with me, I won't force her. However, I hope you can take good care of her and not let her get hurt." Chen Xin said.

Jiang Han nodded: "Don't worry, Sword Douluo, I will take good care of every disciple."

Chen Xin looked at Jiang Han deeply, then turned and left. His figure disappeared into the sky, leaving behind a silent mansion.

Jiang Han looked at the direction where Jian Douluo left, thinking about the future development in his heart. He knew that this duel was just the beginning, and there would be many challenges and opportunities in the future of Tang Sect. He must lead the disciples of Tang Sect to work hard and improve their strength in order to gain a foothold in this competitive Douluo Continent.

call out!
Jiang Han had a smile on his face, not dodging or evading, his sleeves fluttering as he swung his sword diagonally. If Jian Douluo Chenxin's sword was so fast that it was hard to predict, and his sword moves were bizarre and strange, then Jiang Han's sword was just ordinary. It was just a pure white sword light. However, although this sword light looked ordinary, it was like a clear light shooting out like lightning, and wherever it passed, the energy was even more turbulent, and the waves were like being bombarded by thunder. In the fierce and raging sword intent, the void burst, and the two sword lights intertwined and reflected each other, and lightning danced wildly. The people below were all shocked when they saw this amazing scene. They had never seen such a thrilling duel scene, and it was a pure sword competition.

Boom! !
With a loud bang, the two sword beams dissipated at the same time, and the raging sword energy dissipated along with it.

"It's a great pleasure. Since I entered level 96 and reached the great perfection of sword art, this is the first time I have had such a satisfying battle." Looking at the dissipating light, Sword Douluo Chen Xin let out a long roar, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and his words were filled with excitement.

"Take my sword again!"

"You've already lost. If I attack again, it will be a killing sword." However, just as Jian Douluo raised the long sword in his hand and prepared to swing it out again, the rapier in Jiang Han's hand had disappeared, and at the same time, the indifferent voice echoed throughout the mansion.

"What do you mean by that..." Chen Xin frowned, and was about to say something, but his pupils suddenly shrank. The white robe he was wearing was torn from top to bottom at the same time, front and back, and the cuts were extremely smooth.

"This...how is this possible..." Chen Xin tore off the white robe on his body, staring blankly at the cuts on the front and back of the robe. For a moment, he seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. His body retreated repeatedly and almost fell into the void. He kept muttering something in his mouth, as if he had gone mad.

"Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Jian...what's wrong with you?" Looking at Jian Douluo who had aged several years in an instant in the air, Ning Rongrong's nose suddenly twitched and tears flowed uncontrollably, her cries making people feel pitiful.

"Don't worry, he's fine. Maybe he can use this to make a breakthrough." Jiang Han had returned to Ning Rongrong's side. He reached out and touched the other's little head, speaking to comfort her.

"I've already mastered the sword art, why did I lose... Why did I lose..." Sword Douluo Chenxin gradually regained his sanity, and landed in front of Jiang Han, staring at him with confusion. He lost the previous sword art duel. If the opponent hadn't held back, that sword would not have shattered his robe, but would have directly cut him in half.

Jiang Han smiled and looked at Chen Xin: "How long have you been learning sword?"

Chen Xin said: "Ninety-three years."

Jiang Han asked: "How do you think of your swordsmanship?"

Chen Xin said: "Great achievement. Before I met you, I had already become the best swordsman in the continent, with no one to challenge me."

Jiang Han smiled knowingly: "Since you have already achieved great success, why did you lose to me?"

Chen Xin choked: "This..."

Jiang Han continued: "Do you know the essence of the sword?"

Chen Xin spoke each word with clarity: "The man and the sword become one."

Jiang Han shook his head: "Wrong."

Chen Xin frowned even deeper: "You say."

Jiang Han stared into the distance and said softly: "The secret of swordsmanship is to have no sword."

Chen Xin looked confused: "No sword?"

Jiang Han looked directly at Chen Xin: "Only when there is no sword in your heart, can you be considered to have truly entered the realm of swordsmanship. When there is no sword in your heart, it can also be said that every move you make is a sword. Pointing your finger is a sword, and even pointing your finger is a sword. The sword is everywhere."

"There is no sword in my heart... There is no sword in my heart... There is no sword in my heart..." Chen Xin repeated these four syllables. The confusion on his face gradually dissipated, and his eyes began to regain clarity.

"I don't understand yet, but I seem to understand a little bit." After Chen Xin said something inexplicable, he walked to the side of Ning Rongrong and said, "Rongrong, your master showed mercy in the battle just now. Grandpa Jian is fine, he is not hurt anywhere, he almost cried his face off."

"If you insist on staying here, remember to be obedient and don't act like a spoiled young lady. Tang Sect is the safest place in the continent today. No one can hurt you." After wiping away the tears from Ning Rongrong's eyes, Chen Xin turned around and clasped his fists towards Jiang Han: "Thank you for your guidance, Sect Master. Although Rongrong is a little naughty, she is kind by nature. I hope you can teach her well."

"You don't have to worry about this." Jiang Han nodded calmly.

"Master, I will come back to ask for your guidance after I have a breakthrough." After saying that, Chen Xin soared into the air, as if he had some kind of enlightenment in the way of the sword, and flew towards the direction of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect impatiently.

"This Tang Sect leader actually defeated Sword Douluo Chen Xin in swordsmanship!"

"How did he win? I didn't even understand that sword move."

"Haha, it's normal that you don't understand. If you understand, you'll be a kendo master."

"By the way, who exactly is this Tang Sect leader? Why have we never heard of his title before?"

"It's a pity that my son has no chance to join the Tang Sect. Otherwise, under his guidance, he would have had an extremely bright future."

……

Looking at the back of Jian Douluo Chen Xin leaving, everyone came back to their senses. After being shocked, their eyes returned to Jiang Han, their eyes filled with respect and admiration. Among them, a middle-aged man with the word "Soul" printed on his back, almost at the same time as Jian Douluo Chen Xin left, he pulled a little boy away. This little boy was the only evildoer with full innate soul power who was rejected before.

"Everyone, now that we've watched the show, isn't it time to leave?" Jiang Han glanced at the people in the mansion, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Facing the faint cold light in Jiang Han's eyes, everyone no longer hesitated and led their children away quickly.

"Master, you are so strong! Although I didn't understand the battle between you and that grandpa just now, it still makes my blood boil." The chubby little Ma Hongjun looked up at Jiang Han with admiration.

Ning Rongrong bit her lip and said nothing, but there was a lot of strangeness in her eyes when she looked at Jiang Han. She had just thought it was fun and sneaked out to join the Tang Sect to worship him as her master. In her opinion, this master's strength was not even good enough in his sect. So when Jian Douluo Chen Xin took action, she shouted at Chen Xin not to hurt Jiang Han. However, the result of the battle was that the master she worshipped for fun was actually more powerful than Grandpa Jian. Judging from Grandpa Jian's tone, he was more powerful than her. He even said that as long as she was in the Tang Sect, no one in the entire continent could hurt her.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression was also filled with shock. It was obvious that she was also shocked by Jiang Han's strength.

As for Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, and Oscar, their expressions did not change. They had seen such scenes so many times that they were no longer a big deal. After all, in front of a god, no matter how powerful a mortal is, he is still an ant!

At this time, the Tang Sect's residence was completely silent. The sword duel just now seemed to still echo in everyone's mind, and the shocking scene made people unable to calm down for a long time. Jiang Han looked at the three new disciples with many feelings in his heart. He knew that these children would be the hope of the Tang Sect's future, and their growth path would be full of challenges and opportunities. (End of this chapter)