Douluo: The Glory of the Peerless Angel

Chapter 71 Angelic Holy Sword VS Soul-Chasing Sword, Sword Dao Chenxin (4K)

Spring goes and autumn comes, time flies like an arrow, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye. If we count from the day Ling Bai entered Shrek Academy, then six months have quietly passed.

Having successfully completed the inner court freshman assessment and captured Medusa, Ling Bai returned to a peaceful and fulfilling academic life. In the mornings, he would meet his senior sister Han Ruoruo for breakfast, then visit the library to read classic texts or attend classes that interested him. In the afternoons, he would engage in friendly sparring with the many inner court disciples waiting in the arena, honing his combat awareness and skills. In the evenings, after sending Ning Tian to the Soul Guidance Department, he would train the rookie Wu Feng in the outer court.

In order to defeat Huo Yuhao and wash away the shame, Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao cultivated desperately, almost like madmen.

As soon as the Martial Soul Department class ended, Ning Tian, ​​Ling Bai, and Wu Feng hurriedly ate dinner and then went straight to the Soul Guidance Department teaching building to pester Xian Lin'er to cram on the knowledge of soul tools. In just three months, they independently manufactured a complete first-level soul tool and became a first-level soul tool master. Now they are making their way to the second-level soul tool master.

Upon discovering Ning Tian's exceptional talent and fervent passion for soul tools, his teacher, Xian Lin'er, was overjoyed. She wished she could impart all her knowledge to her beloved disciple, and thus became even more demanding and strived for perfection.

The master and apprentice's enthusiastic work made Qian Fufu next door tremble with fear, and he clasped his hands together and silently prayed that Qian Duoduo would not put pressure on him.

Wu Feng's efforts were no less than Ning Tian's. She did not tell Ning Tian about asking Ling Bai to give her special training, but hoped to give Ning Tian a big surprise later.

Ling Bai tacitly kept silent. While Ning Tian was learning about soul tools, Wu Feng was also going through a life-or-death struggle in his practical combat class.

According to the patrolling instructors of the closed training room in the Foreign Academy's Soul Arena, every night they could hear a continuous, wailing female voice, occasionally mixed with a cold and stern male voice, with endless reprimands such as "Continue," "Don't stop," "Get up," and "You can't take it after just a few minutes"...

Although Wu Feng was spoiled and incredibly stubborn, her greatest strength was that she never gave up easily. She gritted her teeth and withstood the relentless attacks of the six-winged angels, gradually improving from being defeated in three seconds to ten seconds, thirty seconds, one minute, and three minutes...

Ling Bai witnessed Wu Feng's growth firsthand. The girl fulfilled her vow under the night sky, stumbling but running forward with unwavering determination.

Failure is not terrible; what is terrible is losing your spirit.

Ling Bai was very pleased that Ning Tian and Wu Feng were able to grow from their failures.

At this moment, Ling Bai was walking towards the inner courtyard's Soul Arena. Today was the day of the Seven Devils Challenge. Fourteen genius inner courtyard students under the age of twenty, only the seven strongest were worthy of the title of Shrek Seven Devils and qualified to represent Shrek Academy in the once-every-five-years All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Battle Tournament.

The weather today was not good, even terrible. Gusts of cold wind howled by, bringing a biting chill. The sky was dark and gloomy, covered with thick clouds, like the prelude to a storm, making people feel inexplicably depressed.

The importance of the Shrek Seven Devils goes without saying. Shrek Academy deliberately closed the entire Soul Arena, not allowing any spectators to enter, so as not to interfere with the performance of the team.

Ling Bai stepped straight into the Soul Arena, where a large number of people had already gathered. The most striking person at first glance was a woman in red. She had a slender and well-proportioned figure, with fiery red hair that reached her waist. Her features were exquisite and flawless, and her pink eyes were captivating. Her arms were crossed over her chest, which exaggerated her already full and sexy figure to an extreme degree, enough to make 99% of the same sex feel ashamed.

The moment Ma Xiaotao saw Ling Bai, her eyes lit up, and she said, "You've finally arrived. Now we only need Dugu Lin."

Ling Bai chuckled upon hearing this, "Not the last one. It's good that someone is at the bottom for me."

Chu Qingtian approached unnoticed and lowered his voice, asking, "Brother Ling, are you nervous?"

"Why are you nervous?" Ling Bai asked in return.

Chu Qingtian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what he had done and said helplessly, "...Oh right, I forgot that you are different from us. You can easily get a spot among the Seven Freaks."

Ling Bai's reputation had already spread throughout the inner academy. Inner academy disciples below level 65 would basically avoid him. Don't ask why, just know that he had been beaten up in the Soul Arena. Except for the support-type Gongyang Mo, all the regular Shrek Seven Devils had suffered at his hands.

"Don't be discouraged. The Electric Mad Leopard is slightly better than the Lightning Leopard. Even with a difference of one spirit ring, you still have a chance to beat Xixi." Ling Bai patted Chu Qingtian's shoulder to comfort him.

"Sigh, I'll try my best..."

Chu Qingtian sighed. He knew his own situation best; the probability of defeating Xixi was at most 20%.

Now everything was ready except for Dugu Lin. Everyone waited until thunder roared in the sky and a torrential rain came down, but they still couldn't see a trace of Dugu Lin.

"Elder Xuan, when is the challenge starting?" someone asked impatiently.

In the center of the Soul Arena, Elder Xuan remained as unkempt as ever, with a chicken leg in his left hand and a wine gourd in his right. He ate heartily, taking bites of chicken and sips of wine. It was as if there was a transparent soul power shield around him, allowing the rainwater to slide off without contaminating his food.

Elder Xuan looked up at the sky, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Since Dugu Lin did not arrive at the Soul Arena within the stipulated time, she is considered to have voluntarily forfeited her candidacy for the Shrek Seven Devils!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Luochen breathed a sigh of relief, her tense body softening. According to the challenge rules, only Dugu Lin, who was also a control-type Soul Master, was qualified to challenge her.

Dugu Lin's poison skills are terrifying. Her fourth-ring Azure Phosphorus Poison can suppress the fifth-ring Ice Element, which is beyond her level. Dugu Lin broke through to Soul King three months ago. If Dugu Lin were to challenge him, Ling Luochen would not be very confident of winning and would most likely be forced to withdraw from the Shrek Seven Devils.

Despite her somewhat unambitious nature, Ling Luochen was secretly glad that she had received seven years of education at Shrek Academy, both inside and outside the academy, and that her determination to fight for Shrek's eternal glory was deeply ingrained in her bones.

Ling Bai frowned slightly. Dugu Lin might not value the title of Seven Freaks too much, but she didn't seem to be the type to easily give up on striving for honor.

Did something unexpected happen?

Elder Xuan put away his wine gourd, wiped his greasy hands with his clothes, and announced in a booming voice, "I hereby declare the Seven Monsters Challenge officially open! Challengers, choose your opponents!"

The six set off to find the Seven Monsters who were preparing to challenge them: Electric Leopard Chu Qingtian vs. Lightning Leopard Xixi, Ghost Vine Zhou Sen and Support-type Pan Tao vs. Yao Haoxuan and Gongyang Mo. But no one expected that Mighty Gorilla Taixing would actually challenge White Tiger Dai Yueheng, who was ranked first in strength among the Seven Monsters.

As Taixing drew closer, even an experienced veteran like Dai Yueheng couldn't help but slightly widen his sinister gaze.

Soul Sect fights Soul Emperor.

No, brother, how dare you!

Are you also named Ling Bai?

"I know in my heart that I can't beat any of the Seven Devils." Taixing shrugged, answering Dai Yueheng's question. "So I hope to challenge the strongest one, at least to gain more experience."

"Okay, I will definitely do my best."

Dai Yueheng respects Taixing's courage to climb to the top.

Chen Zifeng closed his eyes tightly and prayed frantically, "Ancestor Tang San, please protect me! No one is looking for me! No one is looking for me!" Then he slowly opened his eyes and saw an exceptionally handsome face.

Ling Bai!

"Junior Ling, to be honest, the opponent I least want to face is you."

Chen Zifeng's expression instantly turned as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly. Last month, he happened to be matched with Ling Bai in the Soul Arena, and the result was that he was pinned to the ground and rubbed hard.

Compared to the flawless and perfect abilities of the six-winged angel, Chen Zifeng would rather go head-to-head with Soul Emperor Ma Xiaotao.

"Taixing is challenging Dai Yueheng, and Ma Xiaotao has found Qian Fufu," Ling Bai said.

The implication is that I can challenge three people, but Dai Yueheng and Qian Fufu are already taken, leaving only you in the arena.

Upon hearing this, Chen Zifeng's expression turned as ugly as if he had swallowed two flies.

"The match begins!"

Ignoring Chen Zifeng's tearful state, Elder Xuan directly launched the Seven Devils Challenge.

"Junior Ling, let's talk about this."

Knowing that he would be no match for Ling Bai in a direct confrontation, Chen Zifeng decisively abandoned brute force and chose to outsmart him.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Zifeng chuckled and said, "You have the Angelic Holy Sword and I have the Soul-Chasing Sword. How about we both seal our soul skills and soul power and have a swordsmanship contest?"

"Swordsmanship...are you sure?"

Ling Bai's expression was subtle.

"Uh-huh!"

Chen Zifeng nodded vigorously; this was the only chance to turn the tide.

"Can."

Ling Bai agreed, and golden light gathered in his right hand to form a magnificent angelic holy sword.

The moment the Angelic Sword appeared, an unstoppable aura suddenly erupted. Without looking, an ordinary person would probably think that what stood there was not a person, but a sword with its sharp edge exposed.

Seeing this, Chen Zifeng also changed from being carefree to serious. A rich crimson light rose up, and a blood-red slender sword appeared in his hand. It was the top-level offensive weapon spirit, the Soul Chasing Sword. A very heavy bloody smell wafted in the air.

Facing each other from a distance, the two searched for weaknesses in each other's aura. Their bodies seemed frozen in place, yet their momentum surged wildly, with their essence, energy, and spirit all concentrated on their sword blades!

Swordplay Secret Technique: Gathering Momentum!

That was too hasty; he really knows how to do it...

An expert can see the details. After discovering that Ling Bai knew swordsmanship, Chen Zifeng's mentality was slightly shaken. The Six-Winged Angel is an extremely versatile martial soul, but versatility sometimes means complexity. The Angel Holy Sword is not a weapon martial soul, but simply a weapon. Ling Bai should not have specifically learned swordsmanship for it.

The change in mindset caused Chen Zifeng's momentum to be gradually overshadowed by Ling Bai. In a few minutes, the Angelic Holy Sword, amplified by its power, was far superior to the Soul-Chasing Sword!

Chen Zifeng was the first to move. He did not want to sit and wait for death. The Soul-Chasing Sword was covered with a blood-red light. It did not contain a trace of soul power, but it brought the words "speed" and "sharpness" to another level!

Ling Bai seemed to have anticipated this, his feet stomping continuously as he moved laterally with incredible speed. With a flick of his Angelic Holy Sword, several golden sword shadows met the Soul-Chasing Sword.

The sound of swords clashing rang out continuously. Chen Zifeng's sword was as fast as the wind, and the sword shadows were like a sudden rainstorm, exuding an imposing power. His sword moves were ever-changing, and each sword had a different speed and strength. Every move was aimed at the vital point, and he was invincible in killing. However, what he did not expect was that Ling Bai was not suppressed at all. The sword path of the Angel Holy Sword was even more tragic and fierce than that of the Soul Chasing Sword!

A sword strike followed by a shadow!

kill!

Upon seeing the golden "Kill" character, which resembled iron strokes and silver hooks, Chen Zifeng's eyes widened in fury. The Soul-Chasing Sword was a blood-stained sword forged through bloodshed, and in terms of killing intent, only one sword in the Douluo Continent surpassed it!

Chen Zifeng couldn't believe it, nor did he want to believe it, that the world was so small that Ling Bai knew that sword technique!

Amidst countless flashes of cold sword light, two figures rose, fell, rushed, and turned, seemingly attacking without defending, each move displaying exquisite skill. Their sword techniques were no longer confined to the realm of swordsmanship; at this moment, it was as if they were using all their lifelong learning effortlessly! Unbeknownst to them, the two had exchanged a full hundred moves, and without using their soul power, they had both given their all.

The Angelic Holy Sword and the Soul-Chasing Sword clashed back and forth, their figures intertwining in the heavy rain, like two bolts of lightning flashing across the rain curtain. Splashes of water erupted from the ground one after another, and the clanging of swords echoed in the arena, like a magnificent symphony.

"The two of them..."

"He's kind of handsome!"

After finishing their battle, Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, and the others turned their gazes over, their mouths agape in unison. Even Taotie Douluo Xuanlao nodded repeatedly. This competition was not only a contest of swordsmanship, but also a feast for the eyes!

The two swordsmen's moves became increasingly fierce, their longswords slicing through the rain and creating gusts of wind and howling winds.

The last resort.

They all thought the same thing.

As Chen Zifeng unleashed his sword strike, a blood-red, world-shaking demon god vaguely appeared behind him. The phantom of a slender sword blade overlapped with the Soul-Chasing Sword, as if the Nine Netherworlds had descended to earth, filled with overwhelming killing intent!

kill!

Chen Zifeng was confident that this was the most murderous sword strike he had ever unleashed in his life. He looked at Ling Bai, trying to see shock and fear in the other's eyes.

The moment their eyes met, Chen Zifeng's body suddenly trembled violently, but he didn't notice it because all his attention was focused on those golden eyes, and he couldn't notice anything else! In those golden eyes, he saw the torn earth, piles of corpses, heads rolling all over the ground, and hot blood flowing out and forming scalding rivers. Killing intent and bloodlust burned wildly deep within the golden pupils!

kill!

In the blink of an eye, the two of them gathered and released all their sword skills at the same moment, and at the same instant, they dodged the swords and passed each other!

With their backs to each other, Ling Bai's Angelic Holy Sword hummed and vibrated, a strand of long golden hair falling from his forehead. He seemed oblivious, closing his eyes to sense something, immersed in the rhythm, moves, techniques, and forms that the two had just displayed. The more he tried to understand, the more he found himself unable to extricate himself.

"Clang—"

The crisp sound of the Soul-Chasing Sword hitting the ground rang out. Chen Zifeng's hand was split open, leaving a huge X-shaped mark on his chest, shallowly embedded in his skin. A poignant flower of blood peeked through his clothes. He glanced down and smiled bitterly:

"I lost. Thank you for your mercy, Junior Brother Ling. But I have one last question for you. Our Chen family's Soul Chasing Sword Technique is one of the most murderous sword techniques in Douluo Continent. From which senior did you learn your sword technique, which can suppress the Soul Chasing Sword Technique in terms of murderous aura?"

Ling Bai slowly opened his eyes, and a dazzling golden light shone from them as he said:

"The sword's might surges through the curtain, its killing intent soars to the heavens."

The ancestor of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School ten thousand years ago was titled Sword, and his swordsmanship was known as Dust Heart.

(End of this chapter)