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

Chapter 17 reveals that Jianjiu is actually Li Zhexian; Li Zhexian VS Yu Tianheng

In a VIP box on the second floor, seven young men and women were watching the ring intently.

The leader, a young man with long black hair, had a rather unattractive face and an expressionless expression. He was dressed in a simple blue outfit without any decorations.

But this simple attire gives off an extremely dangerous feeling.

It was like the calm before a thunderstorm.

"Boss, how's this sword wine?"

A handsome young man with short blond hair leaned against the wall and asked with a grin:

"Can he let the boss go all out?"

Another young man dressed in black, swirling the wine glass in his hand, said:
"Yu Feng, don't be careless, this Sword Wine is not simple."

Looking at the white-clad figure below.

The blond-haired youth named Yu Feng curled his lip and said:
"Isn't it simple?"

"I don't think so."

"Oslo, you always boost the morale of others while diminishing your own."

At that moment, the tall woman with her arms crossed suddenly laughed.

Her name was Dugu Yan. She was fiddling with her emerald green nails, her short, deep purple hair giving her a heroic air, and her emerald green eyes added a touch of bewitching charm.

"Lingling, what do you think of this sword wine?"

The tall woman's green eyes darted around as she looked at the slender figure standing in the corner of the room.

The latter was the only other girl in the room; she was dressed in black, and even her face was covered with a black veil.

Her long, flowing blue hair cascaded down to her waist, and her eyes, the same color as her hair, held only a profound loneliness.

Upon hearing the green-eyed woman's words, her melodious yet hollow voice rang out.

"It's awesome."

"Haha, I knew it! This Sword Wine is no ordinary person. Ye Lingling rarely speaks like that about others!"

Oslo glanced smugly at Yufeng.

Yu Feng was unconvinced and wanted to argue.

"okay."

The long-haired youth at the head of the group finally spoke.

"Can't you two be a little quieter like the Shi brothers?"

The Shi brothers he mentioned stood like two large black towers on the ground, exuding a heavy and steady aura.

Yu Feng shrugged and said:

"Boss, then tell me."

"You'll be having a soul battle with this swordsman later."

What do you think of his abilities?

The long-haired youth was none other than Yu Tianheng, who possessed the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex martial soul. After a long silence, he calmly said:

“It’s very strong.”

"I don't quite understand it."

"His current opponent is a level 33 Soul Master. He hopes to force him to use his second sword."

Hearing what the captain said...

A hint of shock flashed in the eyes of the other six members of the Royal Team.

No wonder Yu Tianheng signed up for Soul Battle.

So this Sword Wine guy is that strong?
Actually, their original plan was to go to the Grand Arena in Soto City to participate in the Seven-Person Team Battle.

I heard that a very strong team of seven has appeared in Soto City.

But the appearance of the sword and wine made Yu Tianheng eager to hunt.

Itinerary in Soto.

It can only be postponed.

at the same time.

VIP rooms on the third floor.

Looking at the white-clad figure on the arena.

Xue Qinghe pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time.

"You mean he's the Sword Wine, whose name resounds throughout the Great Soul Arena?!"

The porcupinefish and the snake spear were both numb.

Even with the faceless mask, those who meet him often can easily recognize him as Li Zhexian from his white robes and tall, slender figure.

"That rural place... Li Zhexian is actually Jianjiu?!"

As a titled Douluo powerhouse.

Very few things can surprise them anymore.

But this unbelievable fact was right in front of them—

That lazy bum Li Zhexian, who does nothing all day but cook and drink, is actually the Sword and Wine Master who killed eighteen opponents and achieved a twenty-game winning streak with just one sword strike in a single battle!

"call……"

Xue Qinghe slowly exhaled. He gazed at the white-clad figure on the arena, a deeply hidden golden glint flashing in his eyes.

"No wonder you didn't want to go to the Royal Academy..."

As if remembering something, Xue Qinghe suddenly asked:
"Who do you think is stronger, Li... Jianjiu or Yu Tianheng?"

The two frowned and pondered for a long time.

The porcupine slowly said:
"If the soul power levels are the same, then it is undoubtedly Jianjiu."

"But Jianjiu's soul power will not exceed level 30, while Yu Tianheng is already level 39."

Serpent Spear focused his mind and said:
"I think the outcome is uncertain."

"Because no one has ever seen Jianjiu unleash a second sword strike."

"Perhaps he is still hiding his true strength."

"Hmm, his opponent in this match is the War Soul Master, so we should be able to see some clues."

Xue Qinghe remained silent.

He simply watched Jian Jiu on the arena... or rather, Li Zhexian.

The cheers from the audience grew louder and louder.

After the host shouted "Start!" from the side of the ring, he immediately jumped off the ring.

no way!
Slow speed is absolutely unacceptable!
Several times, before he even stepped off the stage, his opponent's blood splattered onto his face!
"Sword Wine, I will step on your name and become a Silver Badge!"

The man grinned maliciously as he tore his shirt, revealing his burly upper body covered in scars.

He is also quite famous.

Even though the reputation of Jianjiu (Sword Wine) is at its peak.

But even in the noisy audience, you could still hear people calling his name.

This represents a glorious past record.

"Roar--!"

The burly man let out a roar that was almost like that of a wild beast.

He took one step forward.

boom--!
The arena trembled three times.

Three spirit rings, one white, one yellow, and one purple, rose simultaneously from beneath his feet.

Its gray-brown mane bristled from the back of its neck, its spine bulged like a taut bowstring, its amber eyes were vertical slits, and its fingernails transformed into hook-like claws.

Lynx Martial Soul!

A close relative of the tiger!
It's considered a very powerful beast spirit!
The burly man bent his knees, his arches pressing spiderweb-like cracks into the ring.

He roared and charged towards Li Zhexian like a sharp sword.

"First Soul Skill - Ghostly Sharp Vision!"

"Third Soul Skill - Lynx Shadow Assault!"

"Second Soul Skill - Sky-Tearing Lynx Claw!"

Three soul skills used simultaneously!

One of them even contains a thousand-year-old soul skill!

The burly man was so fast that he almost left a blur!
this moment.

The audience fell silent.

A pair of bloodshot eyes stared at the arena, suppressing their excitement.

On the second floor VIP section, the seven members of the Tian Dou Royal Team, led by Yu Tianheng, fixed their gazes on each other.

On the third floor, in the VIP section, Xue Qinghe appeared calm, but her hands clenched tightly in her sleeves without her noticing.

Under the spotlight.

Facing the gray-brown thunderbolt.

Li Zhexian's eyes, hidden behind his mask, were as indifferent as frost.

The next instant, a flash of sword light appeared.

Most people present did not see how he drew his sword.

All that could be seen were two purple spirit rings adorning that three-foot-tall green peak.

"Second Soul Skill - Three Swords of Splendor".

"First Soul Skill - Azure Blade Break".

A chilling glint of sword light, brimming with a thirst for blood, pierced through the dimly lit arena.

Many people instinctively closed their eyes.

The sharpness of that sword light was so intense that they dared not look directly at it.

"Ho..."

When the audience opened their eyes again.

The burly man's head was severed from his neck.

He rolled onto the ring, splattering blood everywhere.

(End of this chapter)