Douluo Continent: A Fallen Immortal Descends to Earth, Slaying Gods with a Drunken Sword

Chapter 101 The Secrets of Title Conferment, The Heavenly Ridge Martial Arts Tournament, Determining the Invincible Douluo
The atmosphere at the dinner was lively.

After showing himself briefly, Thunder Douluo Yu Yuanzhen drifted away.

However, no one noticed anything unusual.

A level 95 Title Douluo is already a top existence on this continent.

It was already a great honor for them to show up and meet these younger generation members.

The dinner is over.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling stood on either side of Li Zhexian as they prepared to leave.

At this time.

Elder Yu Jinghan stepped forward with a smile:
"Young immortal friend, the clan leader invites you."

Li Zhexian nodded.

"You guys go back first."

Yu Feng and the others agreed.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling said in unison:
"We'll wait for you here."

They walked along with Elder Yu Jinghan.

Li Zhexian arrived at a study.

After bowing to Yu Jinghan in thanks, he pushed open the door and entered.

The study is simply furnished and has everything visible at a glance.

There was only a screen painted with a hidden dragon amidst thunder, a tea table, and two futons.

now.

An elderly man dressed in a blue robe sat upright on a prayer mat.

He stood tall and straight like an ancient pine tree, his white eyebrows flashing like lightning, and a hint of a smile played on his heroic face.

The moment Li Zhexian's gaze fell upon the old man.

It was as if a sea of ​​thunder was churning before my eyes.

An ancient, colossal dragon, lurking in the thunderclouds, lowered its head and gazed at him.

The sciatic bone at the base of the spine.

Sword energy soared into the sky.

Li Zhexian regained his senses and cupped his hands in greeting:
"Junior Li Zhexian pays respects to Senior Thunder Douluo."

Yu Yuanzhen looked at the humble yet confident young man in white before him, and his smile deepened.

"What a natural-born swordsman! Sit down."

Li Zhexian sat down opposite Yu Yuanzhen as instructed.

He saw the latter tilt the teapot.

What poured down from the spout was actually thunderous liquid wrapped in bluish-purple lightning.

"Thank you, senior, for your help."

Yu Yuanzhen held the pot in his right hand and casually waved his left.

"No need to be polite."

"Like the Ye family and the old poisoner, I took action because I value your future."

He pushed the strange tea, filled with thunderous liquid, toward Li Zhexian.

"It's just an investment."

"In retrospect, this investment was extremely worthwhile."

Li Zhexian said, "You flatter me, senior," and then took the teacup with both hands and drank it all in one gulp.

Instantly, a tingling sensation surged through his limbs and bones, as if a faint power was quietly growing within him.

"This tea is truly unique."

Yu Yuanzhen, however, asked with great interest:
"Not to your liking?"

Li Zhexian smiled calmly.

"Compared to tea, the younger generation prefers strong liquor."

Yu Yuanzhen was slightly taken aback, then laughed loudly:

"He is indeed a remarkable person."

"No wonder the Ye family is so eager to win you over. I believe you can defeat Chen Xin and win the battle for the Heavenly Healing Sacred Tower."

The words "Heavenly Healing Sacred Tower" were actually uttered by a top expert like Yu Yuanzhen, not just mentioned by Ye's mother.

Li Zhexian's heart stirred, and he asked curiously:

"Senior, you also pay attention to the Heavenly Healing Tower?"

"Since it concerns Chen Xin and the title of the number one auxiliary martial soul, it naturally attracts attention."

Yu Yuanzhen paused slightly, his tone carrying a complex mix of reminiscence.

"Speaking of which..."

"The Douluo Continent of the past was far more exciting and diverse than it is today."

"Not only is there the Heavenly Healing Sacred Tower vying for the title of the best support, but there is also a grand event that all titled Douluo above level 95 yearn for."

"Um?!"

Li Zhexian stood upright.

What do titled Douluo of level 95 and above yearn for?

Is this yet another secret that wasn't mentioned in the original work?

He asked carefully:

"Such a grand event is something I have never heard of before..."

"Ugh……"

Yu Yuanzhen sighed softly, drank the Thunder Elixir in his cup, and a flash of lightning appeared deep in his eyes.

"There was no explicit agreement for that grand event." "It was only because Tang Chen, Qian Daoliu, and Poseidon of the previous generations were respectively unparalleled on land, in the sky, and in the sea, and were revered as 'invincible'."

"It caused quite a stir among the titled Douluo, and then an unwritten agreement was made: every fifty years, the title of 'Invincible Douluo' can be decided again."

"only……"

"With those three either retiring or disappearing without a trace, coupled with the undercurrents on the mainland, a storm is brewing."

"How many people still remember the verbal agreement made back then about the 'Tianji Martial Arts Tournament'?"

"The Heavenly Ridge Martial Arts Tournament..."

Li Zhexian's eyes lit up slightly.

This is practically a martial arts tournament like the Mount Hua Sword Tournament in the Douluo Continent!
In the original story, such a grand event would certainly not happen.

Yu Yuanzhen's words, "Undercurrents are surging, and a storm is brewing," likely refer to the expansionist ambitions of the new Pope of the Spirit Hall, which have already made major powers feel uneasy.

And that will indeed be the case.

According to the original work, the next few years...

A devastating war that swept across the continent was unleashed by the Spirit Hall.

Countless forces were wiped out, and even the three upper sects and four lower sects could not escape their fate.

In such a chaotic world, how can one even talk about the "Heavenly Ridge Martial Arts Tournament"?
however.

Li Zhexian clearly saw...

When this level 95 Thunder Douluo mentioned the "Heavenly Ridge Martial Arts Tournament," his dark eyes gleamed with an irrepressible, surging light.

Three "Invincible Douluo" will be selected!
This is indeed a grand event that all top experts yearn for!
They chatted for a while longer.

Li Zhexian rose to take his leave.

Watching the boy in white disappear outside the door.

A faint flash of lightning appeared behind the screen, and a person slowly stepped out.

His appearance was somewhat similar to Yu Yuanzhen's, but he looked a few years younger, with a sharp and piercing look between his brows.

"how?"

Yu Yuanzhen's fingertips caressed the warm rim of the cup.

Yu Luomian was silent for a moment, then said:
"A dragon among men."

"Brother, you mentioned the 'Heavenly Ridge Martial Arts Tournament' to him because you believe he will definitely rise above the Super Douluo level in the future?"

Yu Yuanzhen took a sip of tea, his voice low and resolute.

"This child's future achievements in swordsmanship will definitely not be lower than Chen Xin's."

"so……"

He looked up.

"Let's put aside the petty grudges between Yu Xiaogang, Liu Erlong, and him."

"This... is also for the good of those wretched children."

A bitter expression crossed Yu Luomian's face.

"As Xiaogang's father, my elder brother can still do this..."

"Although Erlong is my daughter, I can naturally let her go."

Yu Yuanzhen's hand holding the cup trembled almost imperceptibly, and his knuckles turned slightly white.

An uncontrollable surge of anger.

It eventually crept onto his handsome face.

Whenever he thought of his own child, he developed an illicit relationship with his cousin.

He then felt a surge of evil fire rushing to the top of his head.

I wish I could slap him...

"A disgrace to the family!"

"A disgrace to the family!"

A low growl, filled with thunderous fury, resounded in the silent study.

Return to the venue of the previous dinner.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling were indeed still waiting for him.

Upon seeing Li Zhexian, the two women moved gracefully forward to greet him.

The three walked side by side toward the guest quarters arranged by the Blue Lightning family.

"Are you going to the mimicry training room tomorrow?"

Dugu Yan smiled sweetly.

"That's right, the Soul Master Competition is just around the corner, and our goal this time is to win the championship!"

"Winning the championship..."

Li Zhexian remained noncommittal.

Ye Lingling blinked her azure eyes, exchanged a glance with Dugu Yan, and smiled faintly, revealing a dimple on her left cheek.

"But before cultivating..."

"We'd like to see how long Sword Wine can withstand the Azure Thunder!"

Li Zhexian raised his eyebrows slightly.

"You guys still remember?"

"Definitely!"

Dugu Yan smiled slyly:
"We both think you can last ten minutes in the Azure Thunder."

"Ten minutes..."

Li Zhexian's eyes flickered slightly, and the green lotus sword mark on his forehead flashed by.

(End of this chapter)