Douluo Unrivaled: The Beginning Materializes the Black Abyss and White Flowers

Chapter 94 Perfect Selection of the Strongest

As for whether she could defeat the enemies in the virtual world, Bibi Dong never had any doubt.

She is a top-level expert with twin martial souls, and the heir to the throne of Rakshasa God. In the entire Douluo Continent, there are only a handful of people who can make her feel fearful. How could she possibly fail?

Thinking of this, Bibi Dong slowly opened her right hand, and the dark purple soul power emitted an invisible powerful suction force, instantly sucking the black eye mask-shaped soul guide in Ju Douluo's hand into her palm.

Seeing this, Ju Douluo did not show any intention of resistance and respectfully let Bibi Dong take away the mysterious soul guide.

Bibi Dong put on the eye mask-shaped soul guide device firmly and used her mental power to activate the soul guide device.

In an instant, she felt dizzy and the scene around her changed rapidly. When she came to her senses, she found herself in a wide and grand square.

Looking up, it was the extremely familiar Spirit Hall Spirit Square. Every blade of grass, every brick and tile were exactly the same as in reality.

A hint of surprise flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes, and she looked around in disbelief.

Is such a real and physical scene really just an illusion?

She was filled with doubts, but before she could delve into them, several glowing options slowly appeared before her eyes: single-player mode, multiplayer mode, simulated battle, and challenge mode.

The meaning of single-player and multiplayer modes is self-evident, and a simulated battle is when two people holding soul guides fight each other in this virtual world. However, the rewards after winning are really pitifully small compared to what you get from defeating virtual opponents in single-player and multiplayer modes.

As for the challenge mode, it is divided into challenges of different difficulty levels. The higher the difficulty, the richer the rewards. It is also divided into single-player challenges and multiplayer challenges.

In fact, it is equivalent to the holographic strategy of St. Freya College.

Bibi Dong raised her jade hand slightly, extended her slender jade fingers, and pointed to the single-player mode option without hesitation.

Although she was very interested in the challenge mode, she was just here to test it out, so she chose the single-player mode that would allow her to understand this virtual world the fastest.

In an instant, countless portraits flashed before her eyes like a kaleidoscope, making it difficult to keep up. In the end, five portraits remained stable.

The first one was of a handsome young man, with the note "Qingtian Douluo, Yun Ming" below it.

The second one was of an old man with white hair and wrinkles on his face, with the words "Dragon God Douluo Moon" written on it.

The third picture shows an old man with messy black and white hair, and the words "Taotie Douluo Xuanzi" come into view.

Next, there are the portraits of two women.

A man with black hair like a waterfall, a beautiful face, and a cold and mature aura. His note is "Death Douluo Ye Xishui".

The last one is a peerless woman wearing a black eye mask, with silky silver hair and a temperament as cold as the cold moon. The note is "Xueyue Douluo, Jingliu".

Bibi Dong frowned. She had never heard of any of these five people.

Whether in the Spirit Hall's intelligence or in historical records, there is no trace of these five Titled Douluo.

There were five opponents, all of whom were strangers. Bibi Dong had no choice but to guess their strength based on their titles.

"Dragon God" and "God of Death" sound unfathomable. If they are related to gods, how can their strength be mediocre?

And "Taotie" is one of the nine sons of the dragon in legend. It is a pure-blooded real dragon and a mythical beast. With this title, its martial spirit must have a great origin and is by no means an easy opponent.

As for "Qingtian", with such a domineering title, I think his strength should not be underestimated.

After all, it was her first time stepping into this virtual world. Although Bibi Dong was full of confidence, she still decided to act cautiously.

Although she is confident in her extraordinary strength, she is still well aware of the principle of "picking on the weak".

After a brief thought, Bibi Dong stretched out her finger again and lightly tapped the avatar of Xueyue Douluo Jingliu, thus deciding on her opponent.

As her choice was confirmed, countless twinkling points of light appeared out of thin air like stars in a summer night, quickly converging and blending together.

In the blink of an eye, a silver-haired female swordsman with a cold and elegant temperament, a stunning appearance, and a heroic posture appeared in front of her.

Bibi Dong's expression froze, and she tapped the ground lightly with the golden scepter in her hand, making a dull sound.

In an instant, a green shadow of the Death Spider King slowly emerged behind her, emitting a terrifying aura that was chilling and creepy.

At the same time, nine soul rings, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, and red, slowly rose from under her feet, shining brightly and imposing.

Upon seeing this, the simulator mirror on the opposite side instantly condensed an ice sword emitting extreme coldness in his hand. The cold air dissipated as if it were substantial, freezing the surrounding air.

The next second, black, black, black, black, red, red, red, red, red, and red, the same nine soul rings rose from under her feet.

Seeing Jingliu's terrifying spirit ring configuration, Bibi Dong's eyes twitched suddenly, and a strong ominous premonition suddenly arose in her heart.

However, before she could react, Jing Liu's figure flashed, like a brilliant galaxy tilting down, carrying a majestic sword intent that could freeze everything, transformed into a dazzling sword light, slashing down with the force of thunder.

That terrifying slash seemed to contain the power to shatter the stars, and seemed to split the entire world in two.

Bibi Dong's pupils suddenly shrank, and she only had time to subconsciously raise the Pope's scepter in her hand to try to block this shocking sword.

But the next moment, an irresistible and terrifying force surged over her, and her body, soul power, soul, and even her thoughts were instantly frozen.

Immediately afterwards, the body was ruthlessly split in half by the sword light, turning into countless light points and dissipating in this virtual space.

"call--!"

On the throne of the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong suddenly took off the simulated universe login device. Her forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, her breathing was rapid and heavy, and her eyes were full of horror.

Recalling the moment before her death, facing Jing Liu's shocking sword, she was so helpless and desperate. There was no way to avoid it, no way to block it, and she could only wait for death to come.

The moment Jing Liu drew her sword, her defeat was doomed. The feeling of despair that penetrated her bones was like an invisible hand pulling her back to that unbearable night, the secret room that filled her with heartbreak and extreme despair.

"Your Holiness! Are you okay?" Seeing this, Ju Douluo asked cautiously.

But as soon as he said it, he regretted it immediately and his heart tightened.

Bibi Dong covered one eye with one hand, her other eye emitting a strange purple glow, filled with a terrifying and ferocious look. She looked at him as if she were a sworn enemy. That tangible, terrifying gaze made Ju Douluo's heart skip a beat. An intense sense of imminent death clung to his soul like a maggot on his tarsal bones, dragging him into an endless hell.

"Huh, I'm fine, you go down first!" Bibi Dong took a deep breath, suppressing the anger and resentment surging in her heart, trying hard to suppress her emotions. Her expression gradually returned to calm, and she waved to Ju Douluo.

"Yes, I'll take my leave!" Ju Douluo felt as if he had been pardoned and didn't want to stay any longer.

The ferocious and terrifying look of Bibi Dong in his mind made him shudder. At that moment, he truly thought that he was going to die here.

Bibi Dong leaned back in her chair, looking haggard. She raised her hand to her forehead and muttered to herself, "Did I make the wrong choice? Could Qian Daoliu have taken that sword strike? Are they real, or are they just fake?"

Originally, Bibi Dong guessed that these Titled Douluo that she had never heard of were just illusions created by the virtual world.

But Jingliu's sword completely changed her mind.

How could a fictional being wield a sword so imbued with strong personal will and unique beliefs?
The one fighting against her might just be an illusion, but that person must really exist somewhere.

In this world, there really is a Xueyue Douluo, an unparalleled sword immortal. Moreover, her strength is countless times stronger than that of the renowned Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's Sword Douluo. She is a sword immortal who truly stands at the pinnacle of the sword path.

The atmosphere in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's magnificent meeting hall, with its carved beams and painted rafters, was originally quiet and peaceful.

Only the occasional clear bird calls coming from outside the window break this moment of tranquility.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin was immersed in the virtual world constructed by the soul guide. The aura around him seemed to be still, and only the slightly trembling eyelashes showed that he was not calm inside.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" and Chen Xin suddenly took off the soul guide. The movement was so big that the table next to him shook a few times.

His face was extremely pale, without any blood, but in his eyes, there were two clusters of fanatical flames burning.

Then, he threw his head back and roared with laughter. That heroic laugh echoed for a long time in the empty hall: "Hahaha! This is the way of the sword, this is the pinnacle. I understand, I understand!"

With these wild laughs, Chen Xin's aura suddenly changed drastically.

An extremely sharp sword intent shot up into the sky, almost piercing through the ceiling of the conference hall.

At the same time, his soul power was surging wildly like an erupting volcano.

In an instant, the strength of the Titled Douluo, which had originally remained at level ninety-six, suddenly broke through and successfully entered a new realm of level ninety-seven.

"Uncle Jian?"

"Coward?"

Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, were stunned by this sudden change.

They looked at Chen Xin in surprise and joy, their faces full of disbelief.

The two looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion and shock. They really couldn't understand why Chen Xin suddenly made a breakthrough after just entering the world of soul guides.
After a long while, when the wildly surging aura on Sword Douluo Chenxin's body gradually calmed down, Ning Fengzhi hurried forward with a look of surprise on his face and asked anxiously, "Uncle Jian, did you get a reward?"

For the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Sword Douluo Chen Xin's breakthrough to level ninety-seven was undoubtedly great news.

After all, every time a Titled Douluo advances a level, not only will his lifespan be extended by a hundred years, his martial soul will also evolve, and his strength will far exceed that before the breakthrough.

In the world of Titled Douluo, the gap between one level is even greater than the gap between Soul Douluo and Titled Douluo.

Jian Douluo slowly shook his head. Although his face was pale, he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes. "No, I lost, and I lost miserably. I didn't even take a single blow from her."

"Then how did you, old fellow, suddenly break through? Did you take drugs?" Bone Douluo Gu Rong said half-jokingly and half-seriously, with a hint of imperceptible envy and loss in his tone.

Originally, his strength was one level lower than Jian Douluo's, and now with Chen Xin's breakthrough, the gap between the two has become even greater. This made him happy for his old friend, but also a little uncomfortable.

Jian Douluo's eyes flashed with a strange light, which was a fanatical pursuit of kendo and deep gratitude: "That's because of my opponent. She made me see a stronger kendo, the real kendo!"

It turned out that in the simulated universe, Jian Douluo, like Bibi Dong, was also assigned five opponents.

Relying on his keen intuition cultivated from years of immersion in kendo, he chose the Mirror Style, which also uses swords, without hesitation.

Although he couldn't even catch the opponent's sword in that short and almost negligible battle, in that moment of life and death, he seemed to have opened a door to a whole new world, saw the true sword path, and saw his future sword path.

So, at the moment of death, he successfully broke through, breaking the bottleneck that had troubled him for decades.

"Opponent? Aren't the people simulated in the virtual world of the soul guide fake?" Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, his eyes full of confusion.

Since obtaining these soul guides, he has arranged for many disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect to conduct experiments.

According to feedback, most of the opponents that appeared were unfamiliar faces that had never appeared on Douluo Continent.

Jian Douluo's eyes were extremely firm, and his tone was decisive: "No, they are real. At least my opponent is real. Even if the one I fought against is fake, she must really exist in some corner of this world."

In his opinion, how could such fascinating swordsmanship, the sword intent containing endless power, and the opponent's unshakable belief be fabricated?
"I see. It seems I underestimated this soul guide. I will send people to collect more of this kind of soul guide."

Ning Fengzhi said in a deep voice with a serious expression.

He had complete faith in Jian Douluo's judgment. Over the years, Jian Douluo's intuition had never been wrong.

"Feng Zhi, quickly give me one of those soul guides. I want to see how magical it is." Bone Douluo Gu Rong could no longer contain his excitement and was eager to try it out.

Since Jian Douluo was able to break through with this, he also wanted to give it a try. Maybe he could also use this opportunity to break through to a higher level.

Ning Fengzhi smiled bitterly and shook his head. He knew Bone Douluo's thoughts too well.

However, he knew in his heart that things might not be that simple.

Jian Douluo's breakthrough was not achieved by receiving a reward for defeating his opponent, but was achieved after witnessing a higher level of swordsmanship.

Bone Douluo's talent is not as good as Sword Douluo's, and he is not on the path of swordsmanship. It is extremely difficult for him to achieve a breakthrough just because of a battle.

After all, if a breakthrough could be achieved through fighting, those Titled Douluo who had been troubled by the realm bottleneck for a long time would have been in a mess long ago.

(End of this chapter)