Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen Approaching

Chapter 100 This body is a blade, the sword of the dead, its name is Zhili!

That day,

On the plaza of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the air seemed to freeze, and a battle of swords and blades quickly began!

In the center of the arena, Chen Xin, holding a seven-foot-long sword, stood proudly opposite the blade, like a sword immortal descending to earth.

His posture was upright, his eyes were firm, and an invisible sword aura surrounded him, making him someone not to be underestimated.

From the very beginning, Chen Xin had no intention of testing anyone. He directly released the powerful aura of a Title Douluo, and that aura swept across the entire arena like a storm.

The Seven Kill Sword of Martial Souls shone with a silvery-white halo in his hand, as dazzling as stars.

Following Chen Xin's will, his spirit rings slowly descended from above his head, arranged in a row, their colors vibrant and distinct. Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—nine spirit rings appeared in succession, representing his strength and the accumulation of years.

"Your Excellency, please!"

With an elegant demeanor, Chen Xin politely extended a hand, gesturing for the others to join him. His movements were graceful and composed, showcasing the poise of a Title Douluo.

Upon seeing this, Ren couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile.

He slowly took out the fragmented sword from his bosom. The sword seemed to sense its master's fighting spirit and emitted a slight humming sound.

A sharp glint flashed in Ren's eyes. His movements were very slow, and his face was devoid of emotion.

This time, Blade was somewhat interested in the battle. He decided not to use too much of the Abundance Power, but instead to use the Soul Power of this world for a relatively fair duel.

He wanted to find that pure clash of power in this battle, and experience the thrill of facing off against each other for a longer period of time.

Blade's blood-red eyes coldly stared at Chen Xin, his gaze as icy and devoid of any emotion.

Soon, he raised the Fragmented Sword straight up with one hand, the tip pointing at Chen Xin, the blade reflecting a cold light, and one corner of his mouth raised an increasingly excited arc, a desire for battle and a love for swordsmanship.

"This body is a blade, for the dead."

"The sword of an old friend, its name is Zhili."

"Show no mercy under the sword."

The air was thick with tension, and every word he uttered was as sharp as a sword, cutting through the surrounding tranquility and making everyone present feel his deep-seated anticipation and determination for this duel.

Chen Xin listened intently to every word Ren said, his expression gradually becoming expectant, his eyes sparkling with a love for swordsmanship and a longing for the unknown story.

"So your sword is called the Fragmented Sword."

Chen Xin said with a hint of surprise in his voice:

"What a great name! I've been obsessed with swords my whole life, and I can sense that this sword must have a legendary story behind it."

Chen Xin's emotions were palpable. After all, as a sword enthusiast, encountering a fellow swordsman, especially feeling the unique sword intent emanating from that sword, resonated deeply with him.

Chen Xin took a deep breath, seemingly to calm her excited emotions, and then continued:

"Sir, I may have been somewhat rude before, and I apologize in advance. Those who wield the sword should have a pure swordsmanship and should not be bound by worldly concerns. I look forward to our upcoming sparring match!"

The contemporary sword immortal of Douluo Continent naturally held the Dao of the sword in high esteem, and he was increasingly looking forward to the upcoming duel.

At this moment, Chen Xin's attitude was sincere, and his eyes were firm and bright, as if he were declaring his belief in the way of the sword.

"Show your spirit rings! I'd like to explore the path of the sword with you!"

As he spoke, the seven-foot-long sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he too was anticipating the clash with the fragmented sword.

His spirit rings slowly rose beneath him, dazzling and showcasing his strength and status. Chen Xin was ready; he would go all out to explore the ultimate path of the sword with Ren.

Blade, of course, wouldn't wait long; his movements were swift and decisive, he was already impatient.

His face wore a maniacal and excited, demonic smile, and his laughter echoed in the air, sending chills down one's spine.

As he laughed, he revealed his spirit rings, and rings of blood-red light bloomed in the air, like raging flames, hot and wild.

Red, red, red, red, red, red, red!

Nine blood-red spirit rings appeared one after another, each representing terrifying power and profound depth.

Soul Rings lit up!

Across from him, Chen Xin's eyes flashed with disbelief and shock: "?!"

Even in the stands, Gu Rong's eyes were wide open, filled with bewilderment and shock: "???"

Ning Fengzhi, needless to say, turned pale as well, unable to believe what he was seeing: "?!"

Blue Silver Emperor laughed heartily, seemingly expecting this scene, his melodious laughter filled with pride and smugness.

The disciples exchanged bewildered glances, completely stunned and speechless: "???"

Without a doubt, when the blade used the power system of this world, soul power, and when those several blood-red 100,000-year soul rings were revealed, everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, except for the Blue Silver Emperor who knew the truth, was stunned into silence.

As for Chen Xin, the person in question, his hand holding the Seven Kill Sword trembled involuntarily. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, a mixture of shock, awe, and a barely perceptible fear.

He never imagined that he would face such a powerful opponent in a sparring match; the power that the blade displayed had exceeded his expectations.

"Sir, you are truly outrageously strong."

"No wonder. They have a unified mind."

Chen Xin murmured with a hint of bitterness in his voice, but his eyes were filled with recognition of Ren's strength and determination to challenge himself.

Chen Xin knew all too well that once the arrow was released, there was no turning back, and besides, his sword spirit would never allow him to surrender without a fight before such a crimson blade. His sword spirit and his pride would not allow him to back down.

"Sir! Take this!!"

Soon! Chen Xin's voice suddenly became firm and powerful, his sword-like eyebrows furrowed, and his aura instantly reached its peak.

With a loud bang, as if the heavens and earth had exploded, Chen Xin held the Seven Kill Sword, and the thousands of swords behind him followed him like a tidal wave, fiercely rushing towards the blade.

The sword flashed, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, carrying boundless determination.

At this moment, Ren's face showed excitement, and his eyes gleamed with fanaticism.

In an instant, his palm sliced ​​across the sword blade, and the blood instantly transformed into power. His aura surged dramatically, like a ferocious beast awakening, ready to tear apart all obstacles.

A whooshing sound rang out, and the blade's figure rushed directly towards Chen Xin, its speed so fast that it was almost impossible to catch.

In an instant, the Seven Kill Sword and the Shattered Sword clashed for the first time! The shockwaves generated by the intense collision of metal...

Like a violent storm, the shockwave swept outwards, even affecting the disciples and Ning Fengzhi, who were far away in the stands. Their robes fluttered in the wind, and their faces showed expressions of shock.

At this moment, everyone understood that this duel would be the most intense and shocking confrontation in the history of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Clang! Boom!

As another violent explosion rang out, the entire arena seemed to tremble.

Chen Xin, sword in hand, soared into the air, his figure tracing a graceful arc. At this moment, his fighting spirit was as intense as boiling magma, impossible to suppress.

He immediately shouted in mid-air, "Sixth Soul Skill! Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin!" His voice was like a thunderclap, resounding throughout the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, causing everyone's mind to tremble.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xin released powerful soul energy centered on the Seven Kill Sword, which transformed into thousands of soul swords. The sword light flashed like falling stars, preparing to sweep towards the blade like a rain of swords.

The scene was incredibly spectacular, as if the Milky Way were cascading down from the sky, and every sword carried endless sharpness.

Seeing this, Blade, who was watching from the ground, couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Hehehehehehe!" His laughter was like the hooting of an owl, which sounded particularly jarring in the tense atmosphere!

With a burst of laughter, Ren's aura surged once more, his blood-red eyes flashing with a crazed light, like a ravenous beast that had finally found its long-awaited prey.

His body was surrounded by a bright red soul ring, and his soul power fluctuations were so strong that they could not be ignored.

After all these years, is there finally a chance for him to unleash his ultimate move again?

Blade's heart was filled with anticipation. He gripped the Fragmented Sword tightly with both hands, ready to welcome Chen Xin's Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, and at the same time, he was ready to unleash his trump card to bring the battle to a climax.

At this moment! The sky above was filled with thousands of sword shadows formed by Chen Xin's soul power. It was a dazzling silver-white, like an inverted Milky Way, covering the entire arena and flashing with dazzling light.

On the ground, in stark contrast, was Blade, whose frenzied aura surged, forming countless blood-red, bewitching spider lilies that spread across the ground like flames.

The entire arena was covered by a mirror-like lake surface filled with spider lilies.

The scene was like a painting of gods and demons battling, giving people a strong visual impact.

Of course, that's just how it looks.

Both sides felt that the outcome would be decided by a single move, their energy was building, and a life-or-death battle was about to unfold.

Suddenly, Ren leaped into the air, his figure shooting straight into the sky like an arrow released from a bow.

The Fragmented Sword shattered into countless fragments with the movement of its blade, each fragment carrying a sharp killing intent, drawing dazzling trajectories in the air.

At the same time, Ren's demonic yet extremely oppressive voice rang out again, resounding throughout the entire arena:

"This beautiful scenery is something I long for but cannot have."

"Yet I can invite everyone to enjoy it together!"

As the blade's words fell, countless crimson sword energies, adorned with patterns of spider lilies, surged towards Chen Xin, who was also gathering countless sword energies in the sky, with excited and frenzied attacks!

At that moment, the silvery-white sword light in the sky collided fiercely with the blood-red spider lily sword energy on the ground, producing a deafening roar. The entire arena was filled with dazzling light and violent soul power fluctuations, creating a scene reminiscent of the end of the world, one that would never forget!

Since that pivotal battle, the fight between Chenxin and Ren, time has flowed by quietly, and countless days and nights have passed.

The story of that battle spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of the Heaven Dou Empire at an incredible speed, and even crossing national borders to reach the Star Luo Empire!

In the streets and alleys, in taverns and teahouses, the most talked-about topics always revolve around that thrilling duel.

The story became increasingly fantastical, to the point that it was known to almost everyone.

Ordinary people just feel that this battle to truly open up to the outside world is truly epic and exhilarating!

After all, the shocking news that a previously unknown blade had defeated Chen Xin, the universally acknowledged number one attacker on the continent, was undoubtedly a revelation to them!

Many people have heard the legend of Chen Xin and know how powerful and invincible he is, but they know nothing about Ren. Such a mysterious and powerful figure who suddenly appeared naturally aroused everyone's great interest and countless speculations!

Moreover, according to some rumors, Na Ren is actually a Title Douluo with nine spirit rings, all of which are 100,000-year spirit rings! Such an existence is almost unheard of on the continent, making it hard to believe.

Some even claimed with absolute certainty that he was a powerful being close to godhood, a claim that was initially dismissed as a joke by many.

Those who were unaware of the situation shook their heads and laughed, saying that it must be too exaggerated. After all, in their understanding, the existence of gods only existed in ancient legends, and they simply could not believe that gods really existed in this world!

However, these controversies are not important. People actually quite like the details of this battle, which are full of mystery and excitement and are a lot of talk about.

The spectators of that battle, along with the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School who were granted permission, meticulously depicted the breathtaking battle scene of that day in order to satisfy the needs of newspapers, painters, curious people, and others!

They described half the sky being illuminated by silvery-white sword light, while the other half was dyed blood-red, as if the end of the world was about to arrive. That enchanting and eerie scene was chilling.

They depicted the enchanting sword shadows and the confrontation between longswords, with thousands of blood-red sword energies and thousands of silver-white sword energies intertwined, as if all the colors in the world were being devoured by these two sword energies!

There are also exaggerated claims, such as seeing more sword energy that day than eating more meals in a lifetime, and the sword light flashing so brightly that it was almost impossible to open one's eyes, and so on.

These descriptions captivated the most curious listeners, as if they too had witnessed that earth-shattering duel.

When describing this battle, the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School seemed to believe that no amount of exaggeration was too much, because the shock of the battle had surpassed the scope of what words could express.

Their narratives were filled with passion and reverence, as if they were telling a legendary story belonging to their sect, a story that will be forever etched in the history of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

But most ordinary people just go there to watch the excitement.

But if these messages reach the ears of certain people, things will be different—

(End of this chapter)