Douluo: Start by taking control of the Holy Spirit Church Saint

Chapter 292: The Sword Contest of the Proud Sword Sect

The sword-fighting competition is the annual event of the Ao Jian Sect. At this time every year, it is the time for the younger generation in the sect to compete in swordsmanship to prove themselves. The entire Ao Jian Sect is filled with soul masters with sword-type martial spirits. They are famous across the continent for their unparalleled swordsmanship competitions.

The Ao Jian Sect's sword-fighting competition not only brought together all the members of the sect, but also attracted many elites from other sects to come and observe and exchange ideas.

As a hidden sect, the Aojian Sect built its sect in the mountains. The huge main peak was split horizontally by the contemporary number one swordsman, becoming a natural competition platform.

The fierce man who is known as the best swordsman in the world is none other than the leader of the Proud Sword Sect, Chen He. His martial soul is the Seven Killing Sword that has been passed down for thousands of years. It is said that his ancestor was inseparable from the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect thousands of years ago and witnessed the scene of the Invincible Sea God Continent.

Those in charge of presiding over the competition today are the three most famous elders in the sect, Jian Ren, Jian Huo, and Jian Bi.

The three old men looked at the scene below where there were more than ten thousand people, and they couldn't help but show relief on their faces. The Ao Jian Sect had been passed down to their generation and had reached an unprecedented peak. The three of them were all at the level of level eighty-nine Soul Douluo, and each of them could deal with ordinary Titled Douluo with their strength in swordsmanship, and their sect master was a level ninety-four Titled Douluo, and he was only one step away from being promoted to a Super Douluo.

"Why hasn't that kid Yifan come over yet?" Jian Ren frowned slightly. He had been keeping an eye on the crowd below, but there was no sign of Wu Yifan.

"I guess that boy has slept too long in the land of pleasure again." Jianbi shook his head and sighed. As the chief disciple of the Ao Jian Sect, Wu Yifan's talent and qualifications are naturally impeccable, but that boy is keen on matters between men and women and does not put too much energy into swordsmanship.

"Yifan is eighteen years old now, and has already reached the level of Soul Emperor. He is not much inferior to the students in Shrek's inner courtyard. The path of cultivation requires a combination of work and rest. That kid will know how to strike a balance." Jianhuo stroked his beard and said with a smile.

While the three sword elders were talking, many powerful people from other sects came one after another with their outstanding juniors to show their support, among them was the current leader of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, Ning Yunyuan.

"Three elders, how are you?" Ning Yunyuan is a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament and a humble appearance. He has the cultivation level of a seven-ring soul saint and is the best auxiliary weapon soul master on the continent.

Next to him, a tall red-haired man stood with his arms folded across his chest, his muscular body emitting a dangerous aura. The three elders knew this man; he was the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's Protector Douluo, Wu Jie, one of the few Super Douluos in the world.

"Master Ning has arrived. We are sorry for not welcoming you in person. We are sorry for not welcoming you in person. Hahaha!"

Although Ning Yunyuan only has the cultivation level of a Soul Saint, the top leaders of the Ao Jian Sect dare not neglect him. Not to mention the good relationship that the two major sects have maintained for a long time, his auxiliary ability alone is enough to more than double Wu Jie's combat effectiveness.

"Hey, why didn't Sect Master Ning bring Ning Tian here? She should be sixteen years old this year, right?" Jian Huo looked around at the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect behind Ning Yunyuan and couldn't help but ask in confusion.

“Alas, what misfortune for our family, what misfortune for our family…” Ning Yunyuan couldn’t help but sigh when he heard the other party mention his daughter, and then he told the story that Ning Tian went to Shrek Academy to study but chose to follow the Demon King Huo Yuhao.

When Ning Yunyuan mentioned this, there was a hint of worry on his face, but there was a hint of relief in his eyes.

It is well known that Huo Yuhao fought a decisive battle against Shrek and beat up Dragon God Douluo Moon three years ago. Ning Tian chose to follow such a monster. Perhaps it is a good thing for the future of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect?
The Demon King Huo Yuhao is not only the best among the younger generation on the continent, his personal strength is probably also the best on the continent.

“The sudden appearance of Huo Yuhao has overshadowed all the young generations on the continent.” Jian Ren nodded. Whether it was the descendants of the Ao Jian Sect or any other sect on the continent, they would not be able to hold their heads up in front of Huo Yuhao’s achievements.

"As long as we don't provoke that kid, let him do whatever he wants." Jianbi waved his hand to change the subject, not knowing that the devil they were talking about was marching towards his Aojian Sect step by step. The three elders took Ning Yunyuan to find a seat and sat down, ready to watch the upcoming sword-fighting competition. An alluring voice immediately attracted their attention.

"What kind of wind is blowing that actually brought Sect Master Ning here?"

In the private room, a slim and beautiful woman slowly stood up, exuding an alluring mature charm. A tight outfit outlined her exaggerated curves, and a faint smile hung on her gorgeous and elegant face.

Ning Yunyuan knew this woman, the leader of the Dilong Sect, Nan Shuishui, who possessed the Rouge Dragon spirit. The beautiful girl next to her was naturally the contemporary successor of the Dilong Sect, Nan Qiuqiu.

Rouge Dragon's greatest ability, besides its terrifying annihilation attribute, is its long-range attack.

Although Nan Shuishui only has the eighth ring of cultivation, coupled with the annihilation attribute of her martial soul, she can be said to be one of the most difficult strong people below the Titled Douluo to deal with.

"It turns out to be Sect Master Nan. I haven't seen you for a few years. You're still as charming as ever." Ning Yunyuan's eyes reflected an undisguised passion. He had pursued Nan Shuishui in the past, but he didn't expect that he would be succeeded by Nan Qiuqiu's father in the end.

Of course, the man's final fate was miserable. He was assassinated by an evil soul master who was a supporter of Nan Shuishui because of love and hatred. It is said that even his complete body could not be found.

"Master Ning, you are joking." Nan Shuishui smiled at him and put her hand on her daughter's shoulder. "My daughter is always spoiled and willful in the sect. No one in the younger generation can control her, so I brought her here today to see the world."

“Mom, how can you say that about your own daughter?” Nan Qiuqiu stuck out her tongue at Nan Shuishui. “Those guys in the sect are too weak. They can’t stand my torture at all!”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help laughing.

There is never a shortage of geniuses on this continent. Even though Nan Qiuqiu is only a Soul King now, he can fight against most Soul Emperors with his unique annihilation attribute.

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On the smooth road, the young man and woman walked slowly forward. The cloth bags in their hands were already stained red with blood, which made them extremely eye-catching. The occasional passing carriages and horses on the road would cast surprised glances at them, but Huo Yuhao and Yu Qiu seemed to be oblivious to these glances.

The murderous aura gradually climbed to the peak with every step the young man took. He was neither hurried nor slow, and although his thin figure revealed an arrogance and unrestrainedness that attracted people's attention.

When the sun that broke through the horizon slowly climbed to the sky, Huo Yuhao and the others finally stopped and stood on a slope, looking at the huge foot of the mountain at the end of their sight. At the foot of the mountain, huge sect-style buildings appeared on the flat grass. Looking through the attics, they could vaguely see some disciples performing martial arts.

“It’s just as the passers-by said, the Proud Sword Sect is on the Wanjian Mountain…” Huo Yuhao retracted his gaze, shook his head, walked down the slope, followed the road, and slowly approached the foot of the mountain.

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