Douluo's main body is respected

Chapter 138 Sword Douluo

A full week passed before Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo came back. Judging from Ning Fengzhi's expression, he must have been very happy. He probably got a good eighth soul ring.

Unexpectedly, his elder brother did not come back. It was said that he went out for training with Oscar and Qin Shuang. Yang Xiong seriously suspected that his elder brother Yang Wei wanted to avoid Zhao Wuji's combat training.

After a week of training with Bone Douluo, Yang Xiong's body seemed to have been severely damaged, and he looked horrible after each training session.

But Yang Xiong seemed to gradually begin to understand the significance of Bone Douluo's training. With so many people choosing to attack him, his body seemed to begin to instinctively dodge the enemy's attacks, or to unload the power of the enemy's attacks.

If you do this kind of training for a long time, it will indeed make your defense stronger and even your reaction ability stronger.

When the body has been hit continuously, using blood to temper it is somewhat similar to the effect of taking a medicinal bath after training to the extreme.

But in comparison, this training method is even more cruel. Although there is no life-threatening danger in the short term, even the pain begins to gradually become numb, the skin becomes thicker, and even the bones seem to become a little stronger under this kind of blow.

Yang Xiong couldn't help but think of Tang San practicing the Clear Sky Hammer under the waterfall. The waterfall had great impact power, which was somewhat similar to the impact of this iron rod.

After Sword Douluo came back, Bone Douluo disappeared without a trace, as if he had gone out of the sect to do something.

Yang Xiong arrived at the training ground early in the morning and waited for more than ten minutes before Jian Douluo finally arrived.

Compared to Bone Douluo, Sword Douluo seems to be even more difficult to approach, and his whole body is like ice.

When Yang Xiong saw Jian Douluo, he quickly saluted and said, "Teacher, please start teaching me today."

Jian Douluo nodded and said, "Old Bones and I have already discussed this. Old Bones has trained you for a week, and I will train you for the next week."

"Bones and I will train you differently, but compared to his grueling training, my training will be simpler, yet equally more deadly."

"Use all your strength to attack me. I want to see what strength you have. Of course, I will only show the strength of the Soul Sect level."

Yang Xiong was speechless. Why did these two masters attack him on their own? Could they really find so many problems in the attack?

This time Yang Xiong was well prepared. He quickly summoned his martial soul and soul ring. His hands were like a pair of dragon claws, grabbing towards Jian Douluo at an extremely fast speed.

Jian Douluo seemed to be completely unconcerned. Just when Yang Xiong was about to catch Jian Douluo, a Seven Killing Sword appeared out of thin air. It did not collide with his claws, but instead stabbed directly into the joints of his hands with lightning speed.

Yang Xiong suddenly tensed up. This was the Seven Killing Sword, known as the world's top offensive weapon spirit. He was afraid that he could not withstand it at all.

Yang Xiong paused, and his dragon claws that were originally grabbing Jian Douluo turned to the Seven Killing Swords.

But even though the Seven Killing Sword was not held in Jian Douluo's hand, but was only controlled by the soul power of two fingers, before colliding with the claws, the tip of the sword actually raised and stabbed towards Yang Xiong's neck.

Yang Xiong reacted extremely quickly, and immediately raised his hands to block the attack path of the Seven Killing Sword.

But this time, the Seven Killing Sword actually moved forward and pierced directly into Yang Xiong's claws. Even if Yang Xiong tried his best, he could not withstand the sharpness of the Seven Killing Sword.

Yang Xiong gritted his teeth, completely ignoring the pain in his hands, and with a flash of his body, he appeared directly behind Jian Douluo. He punched Jian Douluo with all his might, and this punch borrowed the impact force of his body, which was the attack spirit skill Bone-Breaking Punch.

But Jian Douluo didn't even turn his head, and the Seven Killing Sword shot out directly, passing over Jian Douluo's shoulders and piercing Yang Xiong's silver fists.

With just one strike, Yang Xiong felt as if his fists were about to be split apart. There was even a powerful force coming from the Seven Killing Sword, forcing him to retreat.

Before Yang Xiong could react again, a sword energy suddenly condensed in the sky, as if it was going to pierce Yang Xiong through.

Yang Xiong gritted his teeth and teleported in front of Jian Douluo again, throwing the same golden Rasengan at him with all his strength.

But Jian Douluo controlled the Seven Killing Sword to shake rapidly, as if a sword flower was brushed out, and the entire Rasengan was actually lightly bounced away by the Seven Killing Sword.

Before Yang Xiong could react, the Seven Killing Sword appeared on Yang Xiong's neck at an extremely tricky angle. It even seemed as if a gap had been opened on his neck, and trickles of blood oozed out of his skin.

Yang Xiong couldn't help swallowing his saliva. The attack of the Seven Killing Sword was too powerful and too fast. Especially judging from the speed and intensity of the attack just now, it was likely that Sword Douluo was really displaying the strength of a Soul Sect master.

Jian Douluo waved his hand and the Seven Killing Sword on Yang Xiong's neck disappeared immediately. Yang Xiong then breathed a sigh of relief.

Jian Douluo nodded, a rare gesture. "Yes, your reflexes are indeed quite good, and your attack is passable. Few Soul Sect members, or even Soul Kings, can match your offensive prowess." "Though you're quite brave, your control of power is woefully poor. Why did you pause when I first attacked you with the Seven Killing Swords? Is it because the gap in strength between us is so huge?"

Yang Xiong quickly said, "Teacher, your Seven Killing Sword is too powerful. I'm afraid that even if I can hit you, my hands will be cut off immediately."

Jian Douluo snorted coldly, "How can one become a truly powerful warrior if one only possesses strength and combat skills but lacks a trace of aura and determination? You must know that there are countless geniuses in the world. Only those who dare to challenge the strong and are not afraid of life and death can ultimately become true masters. Any Titled Douluo is no exception."

"Back in the Soul Master Competition, although you performed well, you were showing that hesitant look to whom? You clearly had the opportunity to defeat the demon, but not only did your soul skills fail, you didn't even use your full potential. So what was the point of participating in the Soul Master Competition?"

"Although the Spirit Hall is powerful, if we don't even have the courage to challenge it, then we might as well admit defeat as soon as possible. Maybe we can still live a normal life."

Yang Xiong broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this. He had indeed made many plans over the years, but he seemed hesitant in character. He didn't know how to refuse when he should, and he didn't fight hard when he should. It was as if he had never done anything without confidence, and he completely lacked the courage to challenge the strong.

Jian Douluo continued, "Analyze the reason why you lost in the challenge just now. Why did you lose so easily?"

Yang Xiong thought carefully for a moment before speaking, "Teacher, the main problem is my lack of control over my soul power. Teacher, you have mastered the Seven Killing Sword to its peak. It seems like the sword is as easy to use as your body."

Jian Douluo shook his head. "These analyses are truly poor. I've already said that I will only use Soul Sect-level strength. Whether it's speed, strength, or attack power, even the sharpness of the Seven Killing Sword, I have controlled it at the Soul Sect level. Yet, you are intimidated by my strength and lack the courage to truly give it a try."

Yang Xiong finally spoke: "Thank you for your guidance, teacher. I will definitely not let this happen again next time."

Jian Douluo snorted coldly: "Do you think you will have another chance? If you can't exert your full strength in the first place when fighting with the enemy, do you think your enemy will give you another chance?"

"You didn't have your own rhythm from the beginning to the end of the battle just now. You basically fell into my fighting rhythm. This is a taboo between soul masters fighting spirits."

A trace of determination appeared on Yang Xiong's face. "Teacher, I understand. Thank you for your reminder. From now on, I will fight for my life."

Jian Douluo nodded: "Having this kind of awareness means that I am not beyond redemption yet. Therefore, the Soul Master Competition is just a competition among a group of children. Even injured opponents are not allowed. This kind of competition has no meaning to me."

"You may be stronger than the average student, but you're not overwhelming them. You should know that your speed, strength, and defense are all among the best in the entire Soul Master Competition. You outperform them because you have better insight."

After hearing this, Yang Xiong reviewed his experiences over the past few years and realized that he had indeed become a little lax.

Jian Douluo continued, "Since you have already accepted me as your master, I will do my best to teach you. However, if your performance disappoints me, you may die under my Seven Killing Sword sooner or later. I absolutely cannot allow my disciples to be cowards."

Yang Xiong gritted his teeth and said, "Teacher, I will definitely not be more cowardly than others. I will definitely fight harder than anyone else."

Jian Douluo said, "That's interesting. My spirit master is the Seven Killing Swords. You don't have a sword spirit, so I won't teach you any sword techniques. And given your situation, it's difficult for you to go too far in the way of swordsmanship."

"The only two words I can teach you are attack and kill."

"The so-called attack is to attack, to use all means to defeat the enemy and to move forward courageously, while the so-called killing is to be murderous, to use all means to kill the enemy."

After Jian Douluo finished speaking, an endless murderous aura suddenly emanated from his body. Yang Xiong felt his entire body trembling, as if he was in a sea of ​​blood and corpses. Even his entire soul was trembling.

Judging from Jian Douluo's murderous aura, it is probably not much different from Tang Hao's back then. This should be the murderous aura unique to the Seven Kill Sword.

Jian Douluo waved his hand, and a sword energy seemed to rush into Yang Xiong's body, suppressing his entire martial soul and soul power.

Yang Xiong was also speechless. Why did both of his teachers like to suppress his martial soul and soul power? Did he have to train his attack in the same way?

Before Yang Xiong could say anything, several disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect pushed out a huge cage. Inside the cage was a spotted tiger. The tiger was more than six meters long and looked like it had reached the two thousand year old level.

Jian Douluo said, "No matter what means you use, use all your strength to kill this thousand-year-old spotted tiger. Of course, you cannot use hidden weapons in the process."

After Jian Douluo finished speaking, he quickly drew two sword energies with his fingers, and the ground of the training ground was immediately divided into a medium-sized arena by the sword energy, while he himself walked out of the range of the sword energy.

The spotted tiger let out a huge tiger roar and looked at Yang Xiong like a prey. However, the spotted tiger seemed to be very afraid of Jian Douluo's sword energy and did not dare to get close at all.

Yang Xiong was also extremely nervous. It was not like he had never killed a thousand-year soul beast before, but now his martial soul and soul power were completely suppressed. It would be very difficult to defeat the thousand-year-old spotted tiger, and he might even have to kill the tiger.

(End of this chapter)