Douluo: The Second Lady of the Worship Hall, decisive in killing

"Thank you very much, Master Ning, for your kindness."

"But my young lady is still young. If I don't keep an eye on her, I'm a little worried."

Ling Yuan shook her head slightly and politely declined Ning Fengzhi's proposal.

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi just nodded slightly, and then ordered the disciples in the sect to bring a few chairs over.

In the open space, Chen Xin and Ye Xi, each holding a long sword, stood facing each other.

"You go first."

Chen Xin held the sword in one hand and put the other one behind his back, exuding an aura of superiority.

After receiving Chen Xin's signal, Ye Xi took the lead and came in front of Chen Xin. He swung the sword of killing in his hand towards Chen Xin.

Facing Ye Xi's attack, Chen Xin raised the sword in his hand to block it.

Only a crisp impact sound was heard.

The moment the two swords collided, the sword in Chen Xin's hand was cut off, the blade was knocked away and stuck in the ground beside him.

Looking at the broken sword, Ye Xi took a few steps back with an innocent expression on his face.

The Sword of Killing is a super artifact.

Although the long sword in Chen Xin's hand is of good quality, it is just an ordinary weapon after all. Its sharpness cannot be compared with the Sword of Killing.

Chen Xin looked at the broken sword in his hand, his expression stunned for a moment.

Although he knew that the long sword in Ye Xi's hand was definitely not an ordinary item, he never expected that the long sword in his hand would be cut off with just one strike.

This has nothing to do with swordsmanship, it's simply the difference in weapons between the two sides.

Looking at the innocent expression on Ye Xi's face, Chen Xin thought for a moment and then released his martial spirit: the Seven Killing Sword.

"I will suppress my soul power to the same level as yours, and will not use any soul skills, only pure swordplay."

Chen Xin said this and glanced at the sword of killing in Ye Xi's hand.

Judging from the situation just now, even if Chen Xin took out a high-quality sword again, the result would probably not change. He would still be destined to be cut off.

So after much thought, Chen Xin felt that it would be safest to use his own martial soul, the Seven Killing Sword, to suppress his soul power to the same level as Ye Xi.

"Senior Chen Xin, I will continue to attack."

As Ye Xi spoke, the Sword of Slaughter spun in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed at Chen Xin in front of him.

"Just go ahead and do it. There's no need to worry about anything."

Chen Xin's eyes became serious and he prepared to respond to the attack.

Ye Xi swung the sword of killing in his hand, and the sword of killing made a whistling sound as it broke through the air.

The Seven Killing Swords in Chen Xin's hand also moved at this time, and the two long swords collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Feeling the power transmitted from the Seven Killing Sword, a hint of surprise flashed in Chen Xin's eyes.

"This power is actually slightly higher than that of a Soul Emperor and has reached the level of a Soul Saint."

The surprise in Chen Xin's eyes was fleeting, but his heart was not at peace.

Although he suppressed his soul power to the same level as Ye Xi, his physical strength still belonged to that of a peak Douluo at level ninety-six.

If it were another person of the same level, Chen Xin was sure that based on the power displayed by Ye Xi, almost no one at the same level would be Ye Xi's opponent.

There are very few people who can even compete with Ye Xi.

The two swords kept colliding with each other, and the sound of fine iron clashing was endless. Chen Xin's swordsmanship gave people a sense of killing. Every time he attacked, there was no fancy moves, and his swordsmanship was extremely exquisite.

Although Ye Xi's swordsmanship is not as good as Chen Xin's, he is also proficient in it. He abandons fancy moves and every time he strikes out with the sword, he goes straight to Chen Xin's vital points.

And while making the attack, Ye Xi was still observing Chen Xin's movements. With her gift of photographic memory, she could remember every move of Chen Xin and selectively incorporate it into her own moves.

In another collision between the Sword of Slaughter and the Seven Killing Swords, the power transmitted from the Sword of Slaughter caused Ye Xi to involuntarily take a few steps back.

"What a terrifying fighting talent!"

Chen Xin said this secretly in his heart, but a look of appreciation appeared in his eyes.

From the fight just now, Chen Xin could clearly feel that Ye Xi's swordsmanship was improving at a terrifying speed.

"Your talent is the only one I have ever seen in my life. Judging from the strength you have demonstrated, you are the best among the current young generation."

“It is no exaggeration to say that he is the king of the younger generation.”

"In my father's generation, there were two people who were known as the Two Yues by the entire soul master community, meaning two insurmountable peaks."

"Among the current young generation, with your current strength, you can also be called an insurmountable mountain."

There was undisguised admiration in Chen Xin's voice.

Although everyone in Tiandou City knows that Ye Xi is very strong among the younger generation, there are very few people who know Ye Xi's true strength.

Now knowing Ye Xi's true strength, Chen Xin can clearly feel how big the gap is between Ye Xi and other geniuses of the younger generation.

"Senior Chen Xin, you flatter me."

Ye Xi said this modestly, but the arrogance deep in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

The two men raised their swords in their hands, and their figures moved almost at the same time, and the two swords kept colliding with each other.

During the constant fight, Chen Xin would give Ye Xi some advice from time to time, allowing him to correct his shortcomings in time.

And on the other side.

Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong and Ling Yuan sat on chairs, watching the two people fighting in front of them quietly.

"Uncle Gu, this is the first time I hear Uncle Jian praise someone so much."

"The younger generation can be called the king. That's a high compliment."

"Among our generation, even Tang Hao, who is known as the youngest Title Douluo on the continent, cannot bear such an evaluation."

Ning Fengzhi's gaze was fixed on Ye Xi, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Um……"

"What the old fellow Chen Xin said is right. She can indeed be called the king among the younger generation."

"Amazing talent and stunning beauty!"

Gu Rong's eyes were serious. Although his soul power level was not as high as Chen Xin's, as a Titled Douluo, his eyesight was not low at all.

Just from Ye Xi's current performance, Gu Rong knew that Chen Xin was not exaggerating at all.

Listening to what Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong said, Ling Yuan glanced at them calmly, then retracted his gaze.

She has been with Ye Xi for many years, so she naturally knows that Ye Xi's strength is more than that.

But to be honest, the killing field alone has never been used in the outside world since Ye Xi obtained it.

(End of this chapter)