Douluo Continent: Half-level Innate Realm, but a Sword Cultivator with a Heart-Only Mind

The opening ceremony was held the following day.

This was undoubtedly a torment. After the dean finished speaking, the director spoke, and after the director spoke, there were outstanding teachers to speak.

By the time the ceremony ended, it was almost noon.

"Boss, let's go eat together. It's on me today!" Xiao Chenyu said.

"Okay." Qi Dao's family is not bad off. Qi's parents can receive ten gold soul coins from the Spirit Hall every month, and occasionally they go out to help people hunt souls. They are quite well-off.

But he wouldn't refuse Xiao Chenyu's invitation, since Xiao Chenyu was his underling.

It's just a meal.

Just as Qi Dao, Xiao Chenyu, Liu Long, Ling Feng, and a few others were heading towards the cafeteria, another group of people called out to them from a distance.

To be precise, she called out to Xiao Chenyu.

"Second brother, aren't you going to say hello to your older brother?"

This group was also wearing Nottingham College uniforms, but they were tall and obviously upperclassmen.

The leader among them bore a striking resemblance to Xiao Chenyu in both appearance and physique.

"Who is he?" Qi Dao asked casually.

"This is my older brother, Xiao Haijie, a sixth-year student," Xiao Chenyu said, glancing at Xiao Haijie before introducing him to Qi Dao.

Xiao Haijie?

It didn't appear in the original work!

After all, even Xiao Chenyu was just a minor character in the original story; by the time the plot started, he had already graduated.

"It seems you and him don't get along very well."

Xiao Chenyu gritted his teeth and whispered, "Boss, you don't understand."

"The struggle for the heir apparent has always been like this; only one of us, him or I, can inherit our father's title!"

Qi Dao's lips twitched slightly after hearing this.

This reminded him that Xiao Chenyu had said yesterday that his father was not only the lord of Notting City, but also an imperial baron.

In the Heavenly Dou Empire, titles can be inherited unless one commits a serious offense and is stripped of their title.

Thinking of this, Qi Dao couldn't help but recall Xiao Chenyu's first soul ring in the original work.

The son of a city lord, yet his first spirit ring was only a ten-year spirit ring.

Could it be that his older brother messed with him?

Just as the two were talking, Xiao Haijie arrived with his men.

Soul Masters in Douluo Continent develop very quickly. Xiao Haijie was only eleven or twelve years old, but his height had already reached 1.7 meters.

His eyes were slightly lowered, and his gaze first swept over Qi Dao from above before shifting away as if he were uninterested, with a hint of contempt.

"Second brother, I heard you've found a boss at the academy."

"To be honest, I'm very disappointed in you!"

"I thought that no matter how useless you were, it was only compared to me."

"But I never expected that you would be defeated by a useless kid who is only half a level innate, and then acknowledge him as your boss."

"You've truly fallen!"

Xiao Haijie's face was filled with undisguised sarcasm.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Chenyu's face immediately turned red.

Liu Long and Ling Feng both showed displeasure.

Calling their leader a piece of trash is the same as calling them trash, isn't it?

If Xiao Haijie weren't a sixth-year student, they would have definitely fought with him today.

What an arrogant bastard!

A sharp glint flashed in Qi Dao's eyes as he stared directly at Xiao Haijie like a hawk.

Noticing Qi Dao's gaze, Xiao Haijie's face flashed with a playful and mocking smile.

"Oh, judging from your look, you seem quite unhappy with how I addressed you earlier?"

"What, do you intend to challenge me like you did with that piece of trash Xiao Chenyu?"

Qi Dao tilted his head slightly, his expression calm. Although he was shorter than Xiao Haijie, his aura showed no sign of weakness.

"Is that not allowed?"

No sooner had Qi Dao finished speaking than a burst of laughter erupted from Xiao Haijie's mouth.

When the group of people around him saw that their leader was laughing, they immediately burst into laughter as well.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

This scene infuriated Xiao Chenyu, Liu Long, Ling Feng, and the others.

But while angry, he secretly thought, "The boss is muddle-headed."

How dare you, a mere half-level innate cultivator, challenge Xiao Haijie!

Xiao Chenyu, in particular, as Xiao Haijie's younger brother, was well aware of Xiao Haijie's strength.

This guy is a level 13 Soul Master!

Although Qi Dao was able to defeat himself with his swordsmanship, he would be absolutely crushed by Xiao Haijie, who had absorbed the first soul ring.

Xiao Haijie seemed amused, looking at Qi Dao with a playful expression.

"Kid, do you know who I am? How dare you challenge me?"

Qi Dao said calmly, "What difference does it make whether I know or not?"

"We sword cultivators, what do we have to fear in battle?"

"Hahahaha!" Xiao Haijie laughed wildly, looking down at Qi Dao with disdain.

Suddenly, he threw a punch, which landed on Qi Dao's lower abdomen without warning.

The moment Xiao Haijie made his move, Qi Dao's Wushuang trembled slightly.

Qi Dao instantly sensed Xiao Haijie's sudden attack and immediately reached for his sword at his waist.

However, he was only at half a level of soul power, and even with the Peerless Warning, he still didn't react in time.

Xiao Haijie's punch sent Qi Dao staggering back seven or eight steps, his stomach churning violently, and he almost vomited up his stomach acid.

Even without a martial spirit, Xiao Haijie's physique far surpasses Qi Dao's.

However, his actions drew angry stares from the first-year students.

"You bastard, don't you have any rules?!"

Xiao Chenyu roared and instantly activated his martial spirit.

The same applies to Liu Long and Ling Feng.

The former's martial spirit is a staff, while the latter's martial spirit is a swallow.

Xiao Haijie glanced at the three of them with disdain.

"I didn't expect you guys to be so united. Unfortunately, even if the three of you come at me together, you're nothing more than a rabble to me."

"You!" Xiao Chenyu was furious and couldn't help but want to make a move.

Just then, a slightly weak voice came from afar.

"stop!"

Qi Dao drew his sword and stood not far away, his face slightly pale, but his eyes still showed no fear.

"Boss, are you alright?"

Seeing Qi Dao's appearance, Xiao Chenyu and the other two immediately ran over and asked him with concern.

Xiao Chenyu, in particular, had a hint of self-reproach in his eyes.

In his view, Qi Dao was clearly implicated by him and suffered an undeserved disaster.

Qi Dao shook his head and smiled, "Don't worry, I'm fine!"

but...

Someone is about to get into trouble!

Xiao Haijie glanced at Qi Dao with slight surprise and said jokingly, "I didn't expect that punch just now wouldn't knock you down. You surprise me."

"However, now that you see the difference between us, do you still want to challenge me?"

Surrounded by Xiao Chenyu and the other two, Qi Dao slowly looked at Xiao Haijie and his group, his face expressionless.

But in his mind, he recalled the moment Xiao Haijie made his move.

Wushuang was trembling, signaling a warning to him!

At that moment, he discovered that his connection with Wushuang had unexpectedly deepened significantly, and his understanding of swordsmanship seemed to have suddenly surged.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the peerless sword he had constructed emitted a faint light.

Qi Dao straightened his body, held his sword horizontally in front of him, and the sound of a still well echoed.

"Thanks to you, I've gained some insight!"

"Today, I will test my sword against you and repay the debt of that punch!"