Douluo: The Second Lady of the Worship Hall, decisive in killing

Chapter 297 Winning or losing doesn't matter

The two longswords clashed together, producing a crisp sound that filled the arena.

Feeling the force transmitted from the longsword, Chen Xin couldn't help but take a step back, a hint of caution appearing in his eyes.

In terms of strength alone, Ye Xi is now no weaker than an eight-ring Soul Douluo. And looking at the blood-red soul rings on Ye Xi's body, Chen Xin suddenly felt that this seemed to be normal.

After all, this was the first time he had ever seen a six-ring Soul Emperor possess a 100,000-year-old Soul Ring.

Chen Xin sheathed his longsword, and nine soul rings appeared beneath his feet: two yellow, two purple, and five black. The Seven Kill Sword appeared in his hand, and he slashed down at Ye Xi.

Since it was only a swordsmanship contest, neither Ye Xi nor Chen Xin used their soul skills. Moreover, Chen Xin suppressed his soul power to the same level as Ye Xi.

Chen Xin's swordsmanship is mainly offensive, with each move full of attack power. Ye Xi's style is seven parts offense and three parts defense. Although he only has the simplest moves, there are no fancy moves. Every sword strike is aimed directly at Chen Xin's vital points.

The sounds of the clashing of the Killing Sword and the Seven Killing Sword were incessant for a time.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong also came to Ning Rongrong's side and turned their attention to the competition in the arena.

"Grandpa Bone, how is the situation?"

"Can Grandpa Sword win?"

Ning Rongrong looked at the ancient banyan tree, her eyes full of curiosity.

"Currently, they are evenly matched."

"If we suppress our soul power to the same level, it's really hard to say whether your Grandpa Sword can win."

Gu Rong observed the situation of the two and spoke truthfully.

But Gu Rong himself felt that Chen Xin's chances of winning were slightly higher.

Although Chen Xin had shown Ye Xi his Seven Kill Sword Technique, Gu Rong knew that the Seven Kill Sword Technique he taught Ye Xi was missing the final move. In a surprise attack, that final move might be the key to victory.

Ning Rongrong nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

They turned their attention back to the competition ahead and cheered for Chen Xin in their hearts.

Listening to their conversation, Ling Yuan only glanced at them briefly before looking away.

In the arena, Ye Xi and Chen Xin both took a few steps back in unison.

Ye Xi shook his slightly numb wrist and continued towards Chen Xin. The killing sword in his hand thrust straight out. As it was blocked by the Seven Killing Sword, he smoothly slashed upwards and then cut down.

Faced with Ye Xi's offensive, Chen Xin's defense was impeccable, and he was able to neutralize Ye Xi's attacks every time. However, when he suppressed his soul power to the same level as Ye Xi, Chen Xin also clearly felt the pressure.

After twenty rounds, the two sides were evenly matched.

After fifty rounds, the situation remained evenly matched.

Until the hundredth round, Ye Xi seized a fleeting opportunity and gained a slight advantage.

However, as time went on, the slight advantage they gained was gradually worn down by Chen Xin.

Time passes bit by bit.

When they reached the 200th round, Chen Xin noticed a few beads of sweat on Ye Xi's forehead.

A thoughtful look appeared in Chen Xin's eyes.

"Be careful."

Chen Xin said something, and while retreating, he raised the Seven Kill Sword high in his hand, and blood-red "kill" characters appeared in front of the Seven Kill Sword.

When the seventh "kill" character appeared, the Seven Kill Sword descended with unstoppable momentum.

"I knew it. The book I was given back then was missing the final move of the Seven Kill Sword."

Ye Xi thought to herself, but she didn't slow down.

As soul power was poured into the Sword of Slaughter, it could be clearly felt that the Sword of Slaughter trembled slightly.

A crimson light appeared on the blade.

The sword of slaughter slid upwards, and a blood-red sword aura shot out, heading towards the Seven Kill Sword.

The sword energy collided with the Seven Kill Sword, generating ripples of energy that spread outwards.

Large swaths of dust appeared around them.

It obstructed everyone's view.

As the dust gradually settled, Ye Xi's figure retreated, sliding several meters across the ground before easily regaining her balance with a simple dissipation of force. Chen Xin also took a few steps back to steady herself.

But he secretly put his right hand behind his back, and drops of bright red blood dripped down his palm.

"I don't think there's anything more I can teach you about your swordsmanship at the moment."

Chen Xin gazed at Ye Xi quietly, but her eyes revealed astonishment.

Ye Xi sheathed the killing sword in his hand, feeling the slight numbness in his arm, and gave Chen Xin a polite smile.

"Senior Chenxin is too kind."

"There is still so much I need to learn."

Just then, Ling Yuan came to Ye Xi's side, her gaze sweeping over him.

"Miss, are you okay?"

Ling Yuan's eyes were full of concern.

"What can I do?"

Ye Xi smiled and waved her hand dismissively.

After easing the slight numbness in his arm, Ye Xi withdrew his martial spirit and came to Ning Fengzhi's side.

"Sect Leader Ning, thanks to Senior Chenxin's guidance, I have gained some new insights. I will return to Frost and Snow Pavilion now and visit you again another day."

As Ye Xi spoke, he led Ling Yuan forward.

Ning Fengzhi then accompanied them on their way.

After they left, Ning Rongrong came to Chen Xin and said, "Grandpa Jian, you should have won just now, right?"

Ning Rongrong's voice was full of curiosity.

"Rongrong, winning or losing is no longer important."

“I am a Title Douluo. Even if I suppress my soul power to the same level as her, I am still a Title Douluo.”

"And just now, strictly speaking, I should have lost."

Chen Xin took her hand out from behind her back, revealing a wound that had been ripped out in her palm, with bright red blood still flowing.

Seeing the wound on Chen Xin's hand, Ning Rongrong's eyes were filled with astonishment.

Chen Xin gave Ning Rongrong a gentle smile, ruffled her hair, and walked towards the hall.

……

And on the other side.

Ning Fengzhi watched the two figures gradually disappear into the distance, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes, as if he were pondering something.

Until they disappeared from sight.

Ning Fengzhi then returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Back to Tiandou City.

Walking down the bustling street, Ye Xi casually picked up a candied hawthorn from a stall and continued walking forward.

Ling Yuan, walking beside him, placed a few copper soul coins on the stall.

When passing through a fork in the road.

Ye Xi saw several familiar figures.

The leader was Tang Xiao.

Walking beside Tang Xiao were Tang San, the four elders of the Clear Sky Sect, and more than a hundred disciples of the Clear Sky Sect and the Tang Sect.

Watching their departing figures, Ye Xi's eyes darkened slightly.

"It seems they're heading to the Star Dou Great Forest."

"I hope everything goes well with Ghost Leopard."

Ye Xi took a bite of the candied hawthorn in her hand, her tone very calm.