Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 16: The name of Sword and Wine resounds throughout the Great Soul Arena, in battle against Yu Tianheng.
"Ho... ho ho..."

The wolf's eyes widened, its hands clutching its throat, blood seeping from between its fingers, an incredulous expression frozen on its distorted face.

After a few breaths.

He leaned straight back with a "thud," kicking up dust.

The audience seats were noisy just a moment ago.

At this moment, there was a deathly silence.

Many people still had their hands raised, their faces still showing signs of hysteria.

Even the host hadn't stepped off the stage yet.

too fast!
A single sword strike kills instantly!

It didn't even take ten breaths from beginning to end!

Li Zhexian didn't even glance at the dead, wide-eyed wolf, before turning and walking towards the backstage passage.

Until he left the ring.

Then, a chorus of curses and cries erupted from the audience.

A rookie participating in the Soul Battle for the first time instantly killed a near-bronze badge player who had won four consecutive matches. Countless people lost their families and homes in this battle.

But all of this has nothing to do with Li Zhexian.

When he went backstage, the other contestants looked at him differently.

Through the faceless mask, Li Zhexian's gaze swept across the faces of each contestant.

But no one dared to meet his gaze.

This is the change in status brought about by strength.

The time came to nine o'clock.

Li Zhexian's second performance has begun.

His opponent had just won three consecutive matches and was an extremely strong player among Iron Badge wrestlers.

But still, it was a single sword strike.

Two battles of spirit.

Li Zhexian drew two swords.

In just one night, "Sword Wine" had already become quite famous.

The next period of time.

Li Zhexian's monotonous life finally began to change slightly.

He continued his usual routine of eating and fishing with Xue Qinghe during the day, and practicing swordsmanship at home at night.

But in between.

He will also go to the Great Soul Arena to fight.

Two matches in one day.

He only used two swords in two matches.

At least so far, in ten days and twenty matches, from the Iron Badge to the Silver Badge, none of the opponents I've encountered have forced me to use my second sword strike.

The name "Sword Wine" resounded throughout the Imperial City's Great Soul Arena, and even other city's Soul Arena had heard of it.

zizi——

On the clean bluestone slab.

The plump fish was fried until it released oil.

The fresh and fragrant aroma wafts through the air with the breeze carrying the scent of lotus blossoms.

"Li Zhexian..."

Xue Qinghe looked at Li Zhexian, who was grilling fish with his head down, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"I feel like something about you is different."

Li Zhexian flipped the fish over, and without looking up, said:

"What's different?"

Xue Qinghe frowned as he looked Li Zhexian up and down.

"Hard to say……"

He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he felt that the carefree young man in white seemed to have become much more sharp.

Occasionally, the indifference revealed in his glances would slightly surprise her.

Xue Qinghe thought for a moment, then said:
"Li Zhexian, are you sure you don't want to go to the Royal Academy?"

Li Zhexian said helplessly:
"Why are you so insistent on me going to the Royal Academy?"

Xue Qinghe replied without hesitation:
"Because after you graduate, you can work as a butler in the Heaven Dou Royal Family."

Li Zhexian took a bite of fish and looked up at Xue Qinghe.

"Thank you."

"You've already planned out my future path."

Xue Qinghe's eyes lit up.

"So you agree?"

"I reject."

Li Zhexian said lazily:

"To be honest, there aren't many students at the Royal Academy who can beat me. What would I do at the Royal Academy?"

"I still have to travel across the continent to continue searching for the fine wines I haven't tasted yet."

Xue Qinghe pursed her lips. She simply assumed it was Li Zhexian's excuse for not wanting to go to the Royal Academy.

"Hmm, your guards have arrived."

Xue Qinghe wanted to say something more.

Li Zhexian raised an eyebrow and gestured with his chin towards the back of him.

Xue Qinghe turned around and saw that it was the porcupine and the snake spear.

"You two are here! Would you like to sit down and have something to eat?"

Li Zhexian smiled and addressed the porcupine and the snake spear.

After these days of getting along.

He became somewhat familiar with the pufferfish and the snake spear.

He pretended not to know about the two titled Douluo, assuming they were just guards of Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, and never showed any unusual reaction.

"No."

After speaking stiffly about the porcupine and the snake spear, he looked at Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe frowned slightly.

Since neither of them spoke, it proved that what was about to be said was not suitable for Li Zhexian to hear.

"Li Zhexian, I'll be leaving now."

"Ah."

Li Zhexian nodded, then, as if remembering something, quickly said:
"Hey, bring me a Three Immortals Chicken tomorrow, stuffed with lotus seeds!"

Xue Qinghe waved his hand without turning around, indicating that he understood.

They walked quite a distance.

The porcupine and the snake spear were still looking at Xue Qinghe with complicated expressions.

Tomorrow, on this snowy night, the old emperor's dinner table will be missing another chicken.

I don't know what kind of spell Li Zhexian cast on the young master, but the young master treats him so well.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

Getting down to business, Serpent Spear said seriously:
"Young Master, recently, an extremely powerful sword spirit master has appeared in the Great Soul Arena."

"Although this person is wearing a mask, he should be very young judging from his appearance. However, he has won twenty consecutive games, breaking the record for the fastest promotion to the silver badge."

"Most importantly, so far, this sword-wielding sword has only struck once."

Xue Qinghe stopped in his tracks.

"Only one sword strike?"

The porcupine nodded and said:
"Yes, young master."

"Of the twenty opponents, eighteen were dead and two were injured. Their swordsmanship was extremely sharp and ruthless."

"Furthermore, this sword wine broke Yu Tianheng's record. Yu Tianheng has already signed up for tonight's Soul Battle, and the two are bound to have a battle."

Xue Qinghe pondered for a long time before saying:

I'll go check it out tonight.

"Sword Wine..."

"When did the imperial city acquire such a formidable swordsmanship genius?"

night.

In the courtyard.

A chilling sword light flashed, and the air seemed to be filled with a hint of blood.

"These days of trials and tribulations have been very beneficial."

"I have found the most authentic form of swordsmanship."

"My soul power has also increased to level twenty-three under the combined effects of cultivation and the Wine Martial Soul."

"Today's opponent is Yu Tianheng... Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Martial Soul, captain of the Heaven Dou Royal Team..."

"interesting……"

Li Zhexian puts on the faceless mask.

Under the cover of night, a figure in white robes flashed by like a ghost.

Imperial City Grand Arena.

8 PM.

Li Zhexian stepped onto the arena.

Unlike ten days ago, when that figure in white appeared, the entire audience was like a powder keg that had been ignited, almost causing the Great Soul Arena to explode.

The shouts, screams, and roars mingled together, creating a tangible sound wave that reverberated throughout the venue.

"Sword Wine! Sword Wine! Sword Wine!"

"Aaaaaah, am I going to kill my opponent with a single sword strike again today?!"

"Idol! I want to become a swordsman as skilled as Jianjiu someday!"

"Having lost my family and home, I sold a kidney and won the sword-betting wine!"

The second floor.

In the VIP box.

At this moment, the seven young men and women in the room were standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the arena below...

(End of this chapter)