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

Chapter 18: Which powerful force's prodigy is Jian Jiu? Xue Qinghe's girlish demeanor.

The burly man's head rolled onto the ring.

The face splattered with blood still held a cruel expression.

Level 33 Battle Soul Master.

He still killed instantly with a single sword strike.

The air fell into a deathly silence.

Li Zhexian sheathed his Azure Lotus Sword and turned to walk towards the backstage passage.

His white footsteps crunched over the bloodstains, making a sticky sound.

Until his figure disappeared into the shadows of the passageway, a roar erupted from below the stage, almost lifting the dome of the arena.

"Sword Wine! Sword Wine!"

"Sword Wine! Sword Wine!"

The entire venue.

All the spectators chanted the name of Jianjiu in unison.

Some fans were so excited they couldn't contain themselves, tearing at their hair and screaming.

This scene is truly spectacular.

VIP rooms on the second floor.

All seven members of the Heavenly Dou Royal Team fell silent.

"Two purple spirit rings..."

Dugu Yan's emerald green eyes narrowed, like a venomous snake reacting to a stressful situation.

Her voice was slightly hoarse as she said:
"His first spirit ring is a thousand-year-old one. How did Jian Jiu manage to do that? Is he a prodigy cultivated by some powerful force, or a successor of some titled Douluo?!"

Everyone knows about Douluo Continent!

If you can match your spirit rings with the best age, that's basically the pinnacle!
The first and second spirit rings are both a thousand years old?
Simply unheard of!

Ye Lingling still looked lonely.

But a strange glint flashed in those empty blue eyes.

Yu Feng, who had previously said "simplicity in swordsmanship and wine," swallowed hard.

"What a fast and sharp sword strike!"

"How could a Grand Soul Master be this strong?!"

The Shi brothers said in a deep voice:
"Even if we can withstand this sword strike, we will at least be injured."

Their martial spirit is the Xuanwu Turtle, a beast martial spirit with top-tier defensive attributes.

If they, at levels 37 and 38, were to join forces and form the Xuanwu Turtle Formation, they could withstand attacks from War Soul Sect members at levels 40 and above.

But at this time.

He saw Jianjiu's sword strike.

The two brothers lost confidence in their own defensive capabilities.

"Boss..."

Oslo looked at Yu Tianheng with concern, and the other five people also pursed their lips, the atmosphere was unusually heavy.

"This sword wine is indeed terrifyingly powerful."

Yu Tianheng's brows were furrowed with composure as he slowly said:

"If he reaches level 30, I will definitely not be his match."

"But he's only in his twenties now, and he's already used both of his spirit ring skills."

"I have no reason to lose to him."

VIP rooms on the third floor.

The shock on the faces of the Prickly Porcupine and the Serpent Spear Douluo gradually faded.

"This child is destined for greatness!"

"Young Master, your decision to befriend him is the right one!"

Even though he was a titled Douluo.

But they had never seen a genius whose first or second spirit ring was a thousand-year lifespan.

Even they found it incredible.

Xue Qinghe appeared expressionless, but the rise and fall of his chest betrayed his inner turmoil.

After a long silence, he stepped out of the private room.

Porcupinefish and snake spears should be brought along.

next second.

"Don't follow me."

downstairs.

A private box for the contestants.

Li Zhexian leaned back in his soft chair, leisurely enjoying his fruit.

He is now a star player in the Arena.

The treatment is naturally top-notch.

At this time.

Bang bang——!
There was a sudden knock on the door.

Li Zhexian immediately put down his crossed legs, put on a mask, and adopted a cold demeanor.

Well, he cultivated the identity of Jianjiu into the image of a cold and aloof swordsman, the kind that exudes a high-class vibe.

After Li Zhexian regained his composure, he was about to speak.

But the door had already been pushed open.

He couldn't help but furrow his brow.

Who's being so inconsiderate?

He looked up.

Li Zhexian saw Xue Qinghe, dressed in white, walk in, waving a fan.

He didn't speak, still pretending to be an indifferent swordsman.

A pair of emotionless eyes stared at Xue Qinghe. Xue Qinghe stopped and calmly stared at Li Zhexian.

The two of them just kept going like that, neither willing to give in.

The stalemate lasted for quite a while.

Xue Qinghe suddenly said:

"Do you still want the Three Immortals Chicken tomorrow?"

Li Zhexian couldn't hold back any longer.

The carefully crafted image of a cold and aloof swordsman crumbled.

"Oh my, my prince has arrived!"

"Please sit down, please sit down!"

Upon hearing the words "my prince," Xue Qinghe's face stiffened slightly.

He coughed twice, covering his mouth, and was then seated by Li Zhexian.

And just as I sat down.

Xue Qinghe then launched his attack.

"Li Zhexian, do you even consider me a brother?"

"You're so amazing, why didn't you tell me?"

Perhaps even Xue Qinghe himself didn't realize it...

The tone of his voice at that moment sounded just like that of a accusing and unreasonable girl.

Li Zhexian rolled his eyes and said:

“I told you, there aren’t many students from the Royal Academy who can beat me.”

"It's just that you don't believe it."

"I……"

Xue Qinghe was momentarily speechless, then continued:
"But you didn't tell me you participated in the Soul Battle."

"You are the Crown Prince, who is extremely busy with state affairs. How could I possibly bother you with such a trivial matter?"

Xue Qinghe was speechless after that.

He pursed his thin lips, ignoring Li Zhexian, and quietly watched the two soul masters fight on the arena.

"Hey, are you angry?"

Li Zhexian nudged Xue Qinghe's shoulder with his own.

Xue Qinghe immediately lifted his buttocks and moved a little further away.

"You're so stingy."

Li Zhexian wrapped his arm around Xue Qinghe's neck, ignoring the latter's stiffened body, and said cheerfully:
"Who doesn't have secrets?"

"Yes, as long as you don't do anything that would betray the other person, it's all understandable."

Xue Qinghe turned his head, looked at Li Zhexian's handsome and dashing features, and slowly nodded.

"Well, you're right."

After this topic...

Neither of them spoke.

Li Zhexian still had his arm around Xue Qinghe's neck, occasionally showing off a piece of fruit.

Xue Qinghe's nose was filled with the boy's slightly bloody yet unusually pleasant scent.

He tried to ask calmly:

"Li Zhexian, your opponent later is Yu Tianheng. Are you confident?"

We'll see when the time comes.

"Yu Tianheng, nineteen years old, martial soul Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus, level thirty-nine battle soul master, soul ring configuration is yellow, yellow, and purple."

"First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw, single-target attack. Second Soul Skill, Thunderous Might, area-of-effect attack. Third Soul Skill, Thunderous Fury, a buff-type skill."

Li Zhexian stared in astonishment at Xue Qinghe, whose expression remained calm.

"Is this considered cheating for me?"

Xue Qinghe said matter-of-factly:

“Yu Tianheng saw your soul skill, so now you know his. That’s fair.”

Li Zhexian laughed and said:
"Although I don't really need it, I appreciate your kindness."

At this time.

The previous battle has ended.

It was already nine o'clock.

The host is already standing on the stage announcing the start of the competition.

Upon hearing his name called, Li Zhexian stood up.

"I'm off, remember to cheer me on, bro."

"it is good."

Xue Qinghe nodded.

As he watched Li Zhexian about to leave his sight, he finally couldn't help but shout:

"Li Zhexian, we're waiting for you to come back!"

Li Zhexian waved his hand without turning his head.

We walked out of the slightly dark passageway.

The air was filled with the excited shouts of the audience.

Li Zhexian walked up the steps to the arena.

He looked straight ahead.

On the steps on the other side.

A young man in a blue outfit slowly walked onto the arena...

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