Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky.

The black shadow reappeared behind him, giving off an extremely ethereal feeling.

Shadow, that is his martial soul, a shadow with dark attributes.

It's not exactly top-tier, but it's certainly not weak either, making it quite misleading. Initially, many even mistook it for a physical spirit. Only after enrolling and receiving formal spirit master education did he realize that a shadow cannot be considered a physical spirit.

However, this did not affect his development and application of his own martial soul. Although the enhancement to his body was not high due to the nature of shadow-type martial souls, he still chose the path of a close-combat soul master and earned a good reputation in Mingde Hall with his pair of sharp double swords and vigorous fighting spirit.

"Night Emperor! He is Night Emperor Su Muzhe!" Among the students watching, some had already recognized him.

"He's actually fighting against a freshman? Am I going crazy?!"

"You forgot, there seems to be a four-ring monster among the freshmen whose soul rings surpass the best match..."

Although the students who gathered around didn't know exactly what had happened, judging from the positions of the two, it seemed that Su Muzhe, the Night Emperor who was somewhat famous in Mingde Hall, had come specifically to pick a fight with a freshman, and had just suffered a setback.

In the crowd, a tall female student with wheat-colored skin looked at the two with interest, a thoughtful look in her eyes.

The two sides quickly closed in. Su Muzhe shouted, and among his six spirit rings—three yellow, two purple, and one black—the third spirit ring shone brightly, instantly enveloping his entire body in a layer of yellow light. His aura also became more solid. He abruptly reversed his forward momentum, twisting his body into a strange arc, and then, with a sudden spin, simultaneously slashed horizontally at Kong Tianxu with both swords.

The black blade light showed no signs of being emitted outwards. However, it was noticeable that the light around Su Muzhe's body dimmed significantly.

Just as the onlookers were staring wide-eyed at the impending clash between the two, Kong Tianxu made a move that no one expected.

Faced with that obviously powerful blade of light, he made no attempt to dodge, nor did he even change his stance. He continued his forward charge and then threw a punch.

A straight punch.

With a crisp cracking sound, Su Muzhe, who had just been so arrogant, flew straight out and slammed into the wall once again.

With just one punch, a level six Soul Master from Mingde Hall was defeated.

In the suddenly quiet campus, the sound of swallowing saliva could be clearly heard.

Xu Tianzhen looked at Kong Tianxu, who stood proudly in place, her chest heaving with emotion. At this moment, all was silent, and he seemed to be a king.

She felt honored.

"You are very strong, even stronger than I imagined."

Ji Juechen slowly drew his extraterrestrial meteorite iron sword, which resembled a fire poker, and pointed it at Kong Tianxu, whose gaze had been fixed on him ever since they stopped. He then uttered his longest challenge yet:

"Mingde Hall, Ji Juechen, I challenge you to a sword duel."

Chapter 59 Asking the Sword

"Kong Tianxu." Kong Tianxu nodded to him. He had noticed Ji Juechen's presence from the beginning and had roughly guessed why the other party had come.

As it happens, he has the same need.

As expected, Ji Juechen immediately spoke again:

"Xu Yunhuang said that there is something similar to my sword intent in your fist. I just saw it. That fist intent is indeed what I have been pursuing. Please let me feel it. Thank you."

As he spoke, he actually bowed to Kong Tianxu with both hands, holding the longsword. As he raised the sword again towards Kong Tianxu, his previously dull eyes suddenly burst forth with unparalleled fervor, as if only the sword in his hand remained in his gaze.

Two yellow, two purple, and two black—six perfectly matched spirit rings rose gracefully from beneath his feet.

The two stood facing each other a hundred meters apart, neither making the first move, but silently watching each other, their auras rising steadily.

"Sister Cain, what are they doing? Tianxu should be alright, right?" Xu Tianzhen looked at Cain for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so she looked at the person next to her.

"I don't know either. It seems that..." Cain frowned his handsome eyebrows. The aura emanating from the two of them gave her the same feeling as when her teacher made a move.

“However, Tianxu will definitely win.” She then smiled, her tone confident. Xu Tianzhen nodded emphatically, and the two smiled at each other.

Yes, that boy has never lost.

The number of students watching had grown to a considerable size, even causing some congestion, and the campus patrol team began to constantly urge people out.

As for Kong Tianxu and the other two who had attracted a crowd, no one dared to touch them. No one among the students dared to provoke Ji Juechen, the sword fanatic, and Kong Tianxu's display of defeating Su Muzhe with a single punch had left them with lingering fear.

"Master Hongchen, maintain order at the scene and don't let the teachers chase the students away. This is a rare opportunity to observe the battle."

In the distance, Xu Guoyi and his group were also watching the battle. They arrived a little later than Kong Tianxu, just in time to witness his confrontation with Ji Juechen.

"My esteemed ministers, what did that student mean by 'fist intent'? I have heard of sword intent before, but fist intent? Can fists become weapons? This kind of fighting style is truly unheard of."

The two were speaking quite loudly, loud enough for all the Title Douluos present to hear, and Xu Guoyi had Xue Chen relay his message. After pondering for a while, he finally asked with a puzzled look.

Apart from Kong Deming, a look of bewilderment appeared on their faces almost simultaneously. Soul Masters of the Sun Moon Empire, let alone combat skills, generally did not delve too much into their own Martial Souls, so how could they possibly have touched upon the knowledge of the Super Douluo realm, which combines spiritual power and soul power?

"Your Majesty." Kong Tangyu walked over with a smile, and Liao Mengkai hurriedly bowed.

"That is the path to becoming a Limit Douluo." His words were earth-shattering.

The invisible pressure in the arena grew increasingly heavy. Ji Juechen gripped his sword with both hands, his six soul rings pulsating in succession, and an incomparably sharp aura burst forth from his body. At this moment, it seemed as if he had become one with his extraterrestrial meteorite iron sword.

Infusing the soul into the sword. This is the cultivation method of Ji Juechen, an absolute anomaly. His own martial soul—a very ordinary sword—has been completely transformed into energy and perfectly integrated into the meteorite iron sword in his hand. Man is sword, and sword is man, with no distinction between them.

That sharp aura was his fierce and surging sword intent.

With his unreserved infusion of soul power, the meteorite iron sword began to emit a series of humming sounds, and the tip of the sword seemed to be trembling slightly. His aura was also soaring at an astonishing speed.

The moment this sword is drawn, the world will surely change color.

Kong Tianxu didn't make as many movements; he simply stood quietly in place, his arms slightly outstretched at his sides, his right hand slowly clenching into a fist. A strange light began to emanate from his body.

Nine colors—purple, black, gold, cyan, yellow, red, blue, white, and azure—flickered alternately on his body. When they appeared together, they caused the air around Kong Tianxu to distort violently.

From the outside, Kong Tianxu appeared completely blurred in this distorted halo, and under the cover of this light, he no longer concealed his second martial soul.

His entire body was covered in a lustrous jade-like color, followed by a fleeting, hazy golden light that flashed across his eyes, where a brilliant golden light burst forth.

Amidst the golden light, there was also a faint, shimmering purple hue.

At this moment, facing Ji Juechen's overwhelming and surging sword intent, he was already fully mobilizing his pure understanding of martial spirit and integrating his spiritual power into it.

He had many other ways to defeat or overpower Ji Juechen, but he would not use his soul skills or even the pressure of the Silver Dragon Martial Soul itself.

He knew very well that now was the best opportunity to achieve the fusion of soul power and spiritual power as soon as possible.

Just as Ji Juechen said, what he wanted to see was the same fist intent that Kong Tianxu had used to defeat Wang Shaojie and Su Muzhe, nothing else. And Ji Juechen had already displayed the sword intent he had cultivated throughout his life without reservation before him.

They will compete in the purest way possible. The contest will be about the purest things.

At this moment, in the clash of momentum, Kong Tianxu was completely at a disadvantage. The momentum he exuded seemed far less solid than that of his opponent, as if something was missing.

Faced with that surging sword intent, the light and flames on his body swayed precariously like a lone boat in a storm, as if they were about to be crushed and extinguished at any moment. Ji Juechen's aura also surged instantly, pressing down on Kong Tianxu, causing his robes to flutter wildly.

After all, he had only recently embarked on this path and had not yet integrated the most important element, soul power, while Ji Juechen, since awakening his martial soul, had nothing but the sword in his hand.

Faced with this enormous gap that has accumulated over the years, it seems that defeat is inevitable if they do not unleash the Ancient Dragon Might or the Myriad Origins Domain of the Silver Dragon Martial Soul.

Faced with this immense pressure, Kong Tianxu seemed to have given up resisting, allowing the thousands of sword intents to assail him. The nine-colored light flashed more frequently, constantly being suppressed and shrunk by the increasingly powerful sword intents, until it was reduced to just an outline.

Is he going to lose?

This thought crossed almost everyone's mind.

Outside the classroom, Xu Tianzhen unconsciously clenched her fists. Cain, however, remained calmly watching the scene, his voice clear yet resolute:

"He won't lose."

Is this Ji Juechen's sword intent? Kong Tianxu closed his eyes to sense it, and as the sword intent continued to erode him, he suddenly had some enlightenment.

It turned out to be the case.

The gradually shrinking nine-colored radiance suddenly solidified a bit.

For an ordinary person, it is indeed impossible to surpass the Sword Maniac in just a few days.

But he is different.

He is Kong Tianxu.

What they excel at is turning the impossible into the path beneath their feet.

In the past, he had always been controlling the Silver Dragon Martial Soul; now, he wanted to become the Martial Soul itself.

Chapter 60 Are you good at fighting? (3000)

The figure shrouded in multicolored light suddenly moved, making a grasping motion towards the sky. Amidst the swirling nine-colored light, the snow-white figure fell into his palm and merged with him.

Kong Tianxu took a slight half-step forward with his left foot.

A muffled thud seemed to strike everyone's heart. His previously precarious aura seemed to freeze, no longer wavering in the slightest.

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying chill, as if from the relentless, biting wind and snow of the far north, erupted from his body.

This chill even seeped into his mind, and the sword intent that had been pressing in was as if it had been frozen, shattering inch by inch and rolling back along the path it had come from!

Yes, ice, the ultimate ice from the Snow Maiden. Kong Tianxu fused this, his current highest level of ultimate attribute soul power, with his spiritual power, causing his aura to rise again, forcibly blocking and shattering the opponent's incomparably sharp sword intent.

Ji Juechen's body stiffened, then trembled slightly. But his gaze became even more resolute, and the six spirit rings on his body shimmered and sparkled like ripples on water.

He gripped the sword with both hands, slowly raising the tip while his entire upper body hunched over, like an old farmer hoeing the ground.

The sword intent changed instantly, transforming from impenetrable to devouring its prey. Its powerful aura was compressed once more, colliding head-on with Kong Tianxu's aura after merging with his ultimate soul power.

The moment the two made contact at the midpoint, even the weakest student heard a crisp "crack" sound, like an iron sword cracking or ice shattering.

This clash ended in a draw, with neither side gaining an advantage and the two sides evenly matched.

Is the ultimate ice not enough?

Kong Tianxu was slightly startled; Ji Juechen's difficulty in dealing with him exceeded his expectations.

Let's do it again.

He took a deep breath, and the purple in his eyes deepened. Among the eight colors of light surrounding him, the deepest purple, which flickered with lightning, slowly merged with him.

Xu Tianzhen watched this scene intently, and for some reason, she felt a strange sense of familiarity within that purple aura.

The tip of the sword trembled slightly, and Ji Juechen involuntarily staggered a few steps. The shock he felt at this moment was indescribable.

Only he, as the one directly confronting Kong Tianxu, could truly feel how terrifying Kong Tianxu's current power was.

His sharp sword intent, which had already been raised to its limit, was still being continuously output, but the collision with the extreme chill from before had completely disappeared.

The moment they approached Kong Tianxu, it was as if a clay ox had vanished into the sea, leaving no trace whatsoever.

Ji Juechen knew that he had to take action; if he continued to build up his strength, his own confidence would probably collapse first.

Without any warning, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on Kong Tianxu's location in the distance, as if two sharp swords were fixed in his gaze.