Douluo Continent: The Sword of Wine Sweeps Across the Sky, One Sword Opens the Heavens

The word "kill" struck the four boys like a thunderclap.

They trembled, their legs went weak with fear, and they almost fell to the ground again.

They had no doubt that Xie Yunliu was telling the truth.

If Xie Yunliu had wanted to kill them with that sword strike, they would have been powerless to retaliate.

"We...we won't dare again!"

Zhao Hu immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, his face filled with fear.

"Thank you... thank you, brother! We were wrong! We'll never do it again!"

"Please, spare us!"

The other three boys also quickly got up and knelt down to beg for mercy.

They were all terrified and lost all their previous arrogance.

"roll."

Xie Yunliu spoke again.

The voice remained calm, yet carried an undeniable command.

The four boys were as if they had been granted a pardon.

He scrambled to his feet, not bothering to brush the dust off himself or retrieve his weapon.

He turned and ran, at an astonishing speed.

They were afraid that Xie Yunliu would change his mind and kill them.

They ran quite a distance before daring to look back.

Seeing that Xie Yunliu was still standing in the same spot and had not chased after them, they breathed a sigh of relief and ran even faster.

Xie Yunliu watched their disheveled figures as they fled.

His face was expressionless.

This is the difference in strength.

This is the power he gained after three years of forbearance.

The reason we didn't kill them.

That's because once you kill them, you'll completely break off all pretense of civility.

At that time, those adults will shamelessly kill him.

He's only injured now, but he's still alive. Plus, he's outmatched in skill, so no one will actually rush up and kill him.

This was his consideration; he wasn't killing indiscriminately without thinking.

With his current strength, he is not yet able to deal with the other powerful Soul Masters.

He looked down and glanced at the Drunken Flowing Clouds wine pot at his waist.

It shook gently.

The wine in the pot churned, and its aroma grew increasingly rich.

"good."

"The combination of sword and wine is indeed incredibly powerful."

That Drunken Shadow Slash move just now.

It was the first Drunken Sword technique he comprehended by combining sword intent and the spirit of wine.

The results far exceeded his expectations.

The effects of alcohol amplify the power of swordsmanship, and the power of swordsmanship carries the effects of alcohol.

When the two are combined, their power is multiplied.

He raised his hand, opened the wine pot, and took a sip.

The pale golden liquid went down my throat.

A feeling of warmth instantly spread throughout my body.

The slightly turbulent soul power within his body became more stable.

The realm of a level 20 Great Soul Master has been fully established.

He could feel it clearly.

My body was nourished by the alcohol.

His sword intent was also constantly improving.

He can absorb spirit rings and continue to break through whenever he wants.

However, he's not in a hurry right now.

He needs to go to Tiandou City first.

Hone your sword skills in the Great Arena.

Learn more of the Drunken Sword Techniques in actual combat.

Once you've improved your strength further, then you can look for suitable spirit rings.

Xie Yunliu raised his head.

Looking into the distance.

The direction of Tiandou City was shrouded in mist.

His goal was there.

There lies the world he must conquer.

The sandstorm is still blowing.

His green robe still fluttered in the wind.

Xie Yunliu strode forward.

With firm steps and unwavering gaze.

The ink sword was by his side, protecting his body.

The wine jug, accompanied by his shadow, nourished his soul.

A boy who was expelled from the Blue Lightning Dragon Domain.

A genius who broke the shackles of twin martial souls.

A powerful individual who has mastered the Dao of Drunken Sword.

It is moving step by step toward the center of Douluo Continent with the most dazzling appearance.

He gradually built his own legend.

he knows.

The road ahead will not be smooth.

There will be more formidable enemies, more taunts, and more challenges.

But he was fearless.

Sword in hand, wine at waist.

Everything in the world can be cut down.

From this day forward...

The name of the Drunken Swordsman will spread throughout Douluo Continent.

Xie Yunliu's legend has only just begun.

He quickened his pace.

The figure gradually disappeared into the sandstorm.

Only a tall, straight back and a faint aroma of wine remained, lingering between heaven and earth.

......

Xie Yunliu traveled at a brisk pace.

A green robe fluttered in the wind, and his steps were light and quick.

Despite his nine-year-old body, he exudes a composure far beyond that of his peers.

His level 20 soul power flowed freely within his body, showing no signs of fatigue.

The Ink Shadow Sword hung at his side, its sword intent restrained.

The Drunken Flowing Clouds wine pot warms the spirit and soul, its body retaining a gentle warmth.

After the shackles were broken, his physique, speed, and perception all increased dramatically.

He is far superior to an ordinary level 20 Great Soul Master.

As the wilderness recedes into the distance, the official road widens.

There were more pedestrians.

Soul Masters came and went, and caravans came and went in an endless stream.

In the distance, the outline of a majestic city emerges, piercing the clouds.

Tian Dou City.

The capital of the Heavenly Dou Empire.

One of the most prosperous cities in the Douluo Continent.

That was also his destination.

Xie Yunliu looked up.

The city wall is made of huge bluestones, towering and thick, with a majestic presence.

The city gate was heavily guarded, with two Soul Masters of level 30 or above stationed there, their Soul Power aura condensed and not yet released.

Pedestrians are required to have their identities checked, and the process is orderly.

This place brings together various forces and outstanding talents from all walks of life on the mainland.

The Great Soul Arena, the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's branch in Heaven Dou... it has everything.

He took a deep breath.

From this day forward, he will be completely free from the shadow of Blue Lightning.

In this bustling metropolis, I will re-establish myself under the name of Drunken Sword.

The first step is the Heavenly Battle Arena.

They will fight to sustain themselves, hone their swordsmanship, accumulate resources, and then search for a suitable thousand-year soul ring.

Before entering the city, he tidied up his faded blue shirt.

Concealing the Ink Shadow Sword to the side of one's clothes is not too ostentatious.

The Drunken Flowing Clouds wine pot still hangs at his waist, looking like an ordinary, rustic ornament.

He is currently only nine years old and a level 20 Great Soul Master, and has not yet absorbed a Soul Ring.

Being too sharp and assertive will only attract unnecessary trouble.

After three years of patience, he had long since learned to conceal his true abilities.

When it's time to keep a low profile, conceal your strength; when it's time to strike, unleash a devastating attack.

Upon entering the city, it was bustling with noise and excitement.

The streets are wide and flat, lined with shops on both sides.

The sounds of vendors hawking their wares, the conversations of Soul Masters, the clatter of horses' hooves, and the ringing of cart bells mingled together, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Occasionally, one can see young men and women dressed in the uniforms of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy by the roadside, exuding an extraordinary aura.

Xie Yunliu walked slowly, his eyes scanning the surroundings as he silently familiarized himself with the environment.

He needs to figure out three things as soon as possible: the location and rules of the Great Soul Arena, the route around the Star Dou Great Forest, and the distribution of power in Heaven Dou City.

He is currently level 20, a Great Soul Master, but he does not yet have his first Soul Ring in the true sense.

Previously in Blue Lightning, he was unable to absorb even a ten-year spirit ring due to the shackles of his twin martial souls.

Now that the shackles are broken, he can start from a level above his level.

Only a thousand-year-old soul ring would be worthy of his way of drinking and swordsmanship.

As we were walking, a crisp shout came from ahead.

Several figures dressed in luxurious attire surrounded a young girl in brocade robes as they approached.

The girl was about nine years old, dressed in gorgeous clothes, adorned with pearls and jade in her hair, and her eyes and brows were full of arrogance.

He was accompanied by two guards dressed in the uniforms of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, both of whom had soul power fluctuations of level 30 or above.

It was nine-year-old Ning Rongrong.

She was born into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and was pampered since childhood. She had just come out of the Royal Academy and was strolling around with her guards.

Ning Rongrong's gaze quickly fell on Xie Yunliu.

Seeing his faded old blue shirt and the unassuming antique wine pot at his waist, the disdain in his eyes was undisguised.

"stop!"

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