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

Chapter 138 A single sword strike sweeps through the Spirit Hall's second team! Li Zhexian is fearless!

Li Zhexian led Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Yu Tianheng, and three others onto the stage.

Osro was a substitute in this match.

On the other side of the ring.

The Spirit Hall's second team slowly advanced.

The two teams set up their formations several dozen meters apart.

The shouts from the audience were deafening.

"Spirit Hall is invincible!"

"What bullshit about Imperial Battle and Sword Wine! This is Martial Soul City, all of you kneel down!"

"What does the reputation of Heaven Dou City matter?! Let Jian Jiu see what a true genius is!"

"Seeking revenge against the three masters of the Golden Generation? You're utterly arrogant!"

The Soul Masters of Wuhun City possessed the unique arrogance of the Holy City.
The outcry grew louder and louder.

however.

Among the crowd were also people who came specifically for the sword and wine.

Soul Masters who have come from afar from the Heaven Dou Imperial City.

"Lord Swordsman will surely win!"

"The Spirit Hall's Second Team is awesome! Lord Jianjiu's sword is enough to defeat them!"

"I have prepared paper, silk, and pen! I only hope that Lord Jianjiu wins the championship, and I will send this urgent message to that old storyteller!"

……

Under a barrage of fervent gazes.

In the arena.

The two teams moved almost simultaneously!

The Royal Fighting Team used the formation they most often used during training.

Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng were positioned to the left and right of the front, respectively, riding the wind and gliding along the flanks.

The Shi brothers stood protectively in front of Ye Lingling.

As for Li Bai...

He strolled leisurely to the back, watching the game with a smile on his lips.

The Soul Master Competition, held every five years, is a stage that countless young Soul Masters dream of.

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling should also shine.

and.

Royal Fighting Team that did not participate in the qualifiers.

They need to engage in battles with strong opponents to accumulate practical experience.

By comparison.

The Spirit Hall's second team's formation was simple and straightforward.

The seven men stepped forward in unison.

The berserk soul power swept out like a raging tide.

Ouch——

Ouch——

The howls of wolves were chilling.

The seven people's bodies swelled up rapidly, and their team uniforms ripped apart with a "rip".

Its face and arms were covered in dark gray fur, its eyes had turned into scarlet beastly pupils, and its white fangs protruded from its lips.

This Spirit Hall second team is actually an extreme style team whose spirits are all wolves.

"Hmph, what trashy sword wine! In front of the Spirit Hall, you are nothing!"

The second team captain imitated Yan's posture.

He made a throat-slitting gesture towards Li Zhexian.

The other six men grinned maliciously as they simultaneously slashed their throats with their blades.

"court death!"

Yu Tianheng growled.

Four soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, and purple, rose up beneath his feet.

The first spirit ring suddenly flashed.

"The first soul skill - Thunder Dragon Claw!"

Jade Heaven Dragon's right arm was wrapped in blue-purple lightning arcs.

He took the lead and fiercely slapped at the second team captain.

"Humph!"

Seven offensive Soul Masters simultaneously launched an attack.

Each soul ring shone brightly amidst the surging soul power.

The Spirit Hall's second team actually has three Soul Masters and four Soul Venerables, and all of them have the best Soul Ring configuration.

In terms of soul power level alone.

They are already on par with the Elemental Academy team.

"The second soul skill - Blood Explosion Fist!"

The second team captain's fist formed a phantom image of the Blood Wolf King, which collided violently with the Thunder Dragon Claw, exploding into a sky full of lightning arcs.

at the same time.

Dugu Yan's Azure Phosphorus Serpent Venom Mist spread, transforming into a colorful poisonous domain.

As the member with the highest soul power in the Royal Fighting Team, she single-handedly held off two opponents.

But from the side.

Another opponent is coming straight at us.

"Third Soul Skill - Wind Blade Split!"

With a rapid flap of its wings, the wind-riding creature unleashed seven feather-like wind blades, blocking the enemy charging towards Dugu Yan.

The Shi brothers also charged into the enemy ranks side by side, each intercepting one enemy.

All of a sudden!
On the arena, their soul skills clashed, and they fought fiercely!
The audience roared until their faces were red.

The other teams watched this clash of titans with grave expressions.

Many eyes still occasionally glanced at the white-robed youth who had not yet made a move.

So crazy!
Everyone can see it clearly!

Li Zhexian is holding the fort!

What does it mean to "hold the line"?

Control the overall situation with absolute power!

The rest area of ​​the Spirit Hall team.

Yan crossed his arms and sneered disdainfully.

"What makes Li Zhexian think he can hold the line? Does he really believe he can easily beat Team Two?"

Xie Yue frowned, looking puzzled.

Hu Liena's fox-like eyes were deep and unfathomable. Suddenly, she said softly:
"Li Zhexian is about to make his move."

...

No wonder he comes from the Spirit Hall.

At the beginning.

The six members of the Royal Fighting Team were able to fight the opponent to a standstill, and even had a slight advantage.

Can be used over time.

The disadvantage of being one person less is beginning to show.

bang——

Yu Tianheng blocked an opponent's shot.

The second team captain punched him in the chest.

"puff--!"

Yu Tianheng coughed up a mouthful of blood and staggered back and forth for more than ten steps before barely managing to stand. Dugu Yan, Yu Feng, and the Shi brothers immediately regrouped and protected the injured Yu Tianheng in the center.

Ye Lingling held up the Nine Heart Begonia with her slender hands, and a gentle, healing light shone down on the five people.

Would the second team give them a chance to catch their breath?
Amidst the increasingly frenzied shouts of the audience, the howls of wolves rose and fell.

The seven men, carrying a strong stench of blood, pounced like a pack of wolves.

"on!"

Dugu Yan clenched her teeth tightly.

And just then.

A gentle breeze swept over the waists of the six people.

They were easily led away from the battle.

Subsequently.

Under the expectant, questioning, or disdainful gazes of the audience.

Li Zhexian took a step forward.

He stood in front of the six members of the Royal Fighting Team.

The second team leader's blood wolf claws tore through the air and came crashing down.

Seeing that the target had changed to Li Zhexian.

His sneer deepened, and he increased the force of his claws by another three points.

Zhi——!
Sharp, blood-red wolf claws.

It stopped abruptly an inch from Li Zhexian's forehead.

No matter how much soul power he tried to unleash, the claw tip was like an invisible barrier of refined gold, unable to advance any further.

If you look closely, it seems as if countless tiny, transparent sword shadows lie across it!
"you……"

The captain of the second team was horrified!

Li Zhexian's hair was whipped wildly by the strong wind.

He raised his head, his eyes slowly narrowed, and the Azure Lotus Sword Mark appeared on his forehead. Two extremely sharp sword energies shot out from his eyes.

The second team leader felt as if a thousand swords were piercing his body.

His body hair exploded into clusters of vivid, tragic blood flowers.

Amidst screams of agony.

He flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

It slid for more than ten meters before stopping.

The six teammates were horrified and hurriedly withdrew their attack.

But how could their speed compare to that of Li Bai?
Li Zhexian loosely clenched his right hand and raised it.

The sword hilt rests in the palm of his hand.

Followed by.

The sword's blade, clear and as smooth as jade, extends inch by inch.

Zheng——!
When the Azure Lotus Sword was in Li Zhexian's hands.

A clear, resonant sword cry echoed throughout the entire arena.

Its sword was so sharp that it hurt people's eyes, making it difficult to look directly at it.

Li Zhexian took a step forward.

hum-

The first purple spirit ring lit up beneath his feet.

Take another step.

hum-

A second purple soul ring appeared.

The third step is to land.

He had already flashed to within a few meters of the Spirit Hall's second team!

hum-

A coin that shimmers with various attributes.

A magnificent soul ring, imprinted with twelve sword feathers, rose up.

"Second Soul Skill - Three Swords of Splendor!"

"Azure Lotus Sword Song, First Form - Yao Guang!"

On the body of the Azure Lotus Sword.

Twelve lotus flowers bloomed in succession.

A terrifying, sharp aura rippled outwards.

It was clearly daytime.

But a sliver of starlight flickered and fell.

It precisely lingered on the edge of Li Zhexian's sword.

Li Zhexian gripped the sword hilt with his backhand and swept the sword horizontally.

This sword.

It will disappear quickly.

Beautiful as a line of poetry.

The seven members of the Spirit Hall's second team felt a chill in their throats.

Immediately, a tremendous force struck his throat.

"puff--!"

They coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew backwards off the stage.

Each person's throat.

They were all branded with a three-finger-wide bluish-purple sword mark.

Killing is strictly prohibited in the Soul Master Competition.

otherwise.

A single major competition can cause a talent gap to emerge in mainland China.

……

Everything happened so fast!

It's so fast that even my mind can't keep up!
An eerie silence fell over the arena!

A series of stunned and shocked gazes were fixed on the white-robed youth standing with his sword.

however.

Li Zhexian did not sheathe his sword.

He was wearing three soul rings: Purple, Purple, and Magnificent.

He held the Azure Lotus Sword, which resembled a condensation of starlight.

His gaze drifted towards Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the three members of the Golden Generation in the preparation area.

The soaring sword energy caused his white robe to flutter wildly.

Li Zhexian's gaze was as cold as if it had been tempered with ice.

Hidden clumsiness?

hide?

Gradually revealing our strength?

Do not!
He, Li Zhexian, does whatever he pleases!
Any opponent is welcome to come and fight!

We are fearless!
　Dear readers...

　　I have made it as concise as possible.

　　Just as the qualifiers were glossed over, the qualifying rounds were completely omitted.

　　The journey requires paving the way for the powerful figure who will come to the rescue later.

　　The struggle between the divine authority of angels and the power of the pope is also quite important...

　　Thank you for your suggestions, dear readers!
　　The young author has read them all!
　　I'll definitely write it well!

　　
　
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