Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 59 The Realm of Sword Obsession: Sword Dao Chenxin Admits Defeat

(Chen Xin's soul skills are all related to swordsmanship, and Ji Juechen's swordsmanship is better than Chen Xin's. Moreover, Chen Xin did not use his full strength. It's just that Ji Juechen's swordsmanship is too strong, and the Douluo battle power has long since collapsed.)

At this moment, Ji Juechen, who was in the center of the rain of swords, showed no fear in his eyes, but instead burst out with an unprecedented frenzied fighting spirit!
That is the yearning for the ultimate swordsmanship, the challenge to the peak!

Just as the destructive torrent was about to engulf him—

Om-! ! !
An invisible, pure, and ultimate domain of will suddenly expanded, centered on Ji Juechen!

This is not a domain formed by soul power, but a domain of sword obsession that he has condensed throughout his life, and is extremely refined and pure!

Within this domain, everything is a sword!
Dust, airflow, light, and even the opponent's soul power and sword energy... In Ji Juechen's perception, they all turned into "lines" that could be "analyzed" and "cut off"!
That seemingly invincible, world-destroying torrent of ten thousand swords was instantly disintegrated and analyzed within his sword fanatic domain!
He could clearly "see" the trajectory, strength, and connection points of each sword aura!

"Found it!" Ji Juechen's eyes flashed with a sharp light!

He didn't use any soul skills, but instead concentrated all his essence, energy, spirit, and will into the ancient longsword in his hand!

He moved!
His figure became blurred in the Sword Maniac Domain, as if it had merged into the gaps between the countless "lines"!

The sword in his hand transformed into a streak of light that was difficult to detect with the naked eye. It did not directly clash with the enemy, but rather pierced out with unparalleled precision along the trajectory of the weakest and most critical "nodes" in the torrent of ten thousand swords!
Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle—! !!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a few faint but crystal-clear sounds, like bubbles bursting!

That seemingly invincible torrent of ten thousand swords, capable of destroying everything, was instantly disintegrated and collapsed from the inside out by Ji Juechen's seemingly casual yet supremely wise swordsmanship.
Countless sword energies lost their core connection and collided and annihilated each other like headless flies!
The massive offensive crumbled in an instant!
"What?!?" Even Chen Xin couldn't help but exclaim in shock this time!
The pupils contracted violently!

His prized fifth soul skill was broken in such an unbelievable way by a Soul Saint!

This is beyond his understanding of swordsmanship!
This is not a contest of strength at all, but a crushing defeat in terms of swordsmanship!

Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, and all the spectators, including Xue Qinghe, were all dumbfounded!

This is beyond their understanding of combat!

"The way of the sword leads to the divine... to overcome force with skill, and to break through moves with intention!" Ning Fengzhi murmured in a trembling voice.

"This kind of talent is terrifying."

The shock in Chen Xin's heart was beyond words!
Looking at Ji Juechen's calm yet burning with extreme fighting spirit, and at his seemingly ordinary ancient longsword, he felt a sense of defeat for the first time!

It's not about strength, but about a state of being!

"Good! Good! Good!" Chen Xin said "good" three times in a row, his voice filled with unprecedented solemnity.

"Ji Juechen!"

"You are qualified to witness my true martial spirit form!"

"The seventh soul skill: Seven Kills True Body!"

boom--! ! !
A terrifying sword intent that made the world lose its color soared into the sky!

Behind Chen Xin, a massive phantom of the Seven Kill Sword, towering to the heavens and seemingly capable of piercing through the Milky Way, suddenly solidified!
Ancient killing runes are engraved on the sword, radiating an ultimate pressure that can annihilate everything!

Chen Xin himself seemed to merge with the giant sword, transforming into the Lord of the Sword! The entire mountain range of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School trembled violently!
"Eighth Soul Skill: Seven Kill Thunderclap!"

Chen Xin gripped the sword with both hands, and the enormous Seven Kill True Body Sword drew forth heavenly thunder from the anime!
A terrifying sword aura, crackling with destructive purple lightning, descended like thunder from the heavens, carrying the power to judge all things, and fiercely struck down at the tiny Ji Juechen below!
Space was torn apart, emitting a mournful cry of unbearable burden!
This sword strike contains the power of heaven and earth; it is the ultimate fusion of the power and realm of Chenxin's swordsmanship!

Facing this ultimate sword strike, Ji Juechen's eyes blazed with an even more intense light!
He took a deep breath, and his energy and spirit instantly soared to an unprecedented peak!
He compressed his sword fanatic domain to its extreme, condensing it into a single point at the tip of his sword!
He didn't dodge, didn't block, and didn't even look at the earth-shattering giant sword of lightning!
He closed his eyes! His whole being seemed to enter a mysterious state of "no self and no thought"!
Guided by his thoughts, the longsword in his hand followed the trajectory of the "Dao" that cuts through everything in the darkness, towards the source of the giant sword of lightning, towards the core point where power and rules intertwine, and he thrust out the most extreme, purest, and most flawless sword strike of his life!
This sword strike was silent and stealthy!

There was no radiance of soul power, no earth-shattering momentum!

There was only one gray-white sword of will, condensed to its extreme, seemingly capable of severing cause and effect and destroying rules!
It ignored the distance of space, ignored the destructive lightning, and ignored the overwhelming pressure of soul power!

Like a hot knife cutting through butter, like light piercing through crystal!
The gray-white sword of intent pierced through the illusory Seven Kill Giant Sword wrapped in destructive lightning with unparalleled precision, to everyone's horrified gaze!

It pierced through the barriers of soul power and sword intent!

puff--!
A soft sound, like a drop of water falling into a deep pool.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

The thunder and lightning dissipated, and the enormous phantom of the Seven Killings True Body fluctuated violently before slowly fading away.

Chen Xin remained frozen in mid-air, still wielding his sword.

Just an inch in front of his brow, the tip of the ancient longsword in Ji Juechen's hand hovered quietly.

A grayish-white halo slowly dissipated from the tip of the sword.

Chen Xin could clearly feel the purest and most extreme will to sever contained in the tip of the sword!
As long as Ji Juechen has a thought, this sword can ignore all his defenses and pierce his soul!
The entire square fell into absolute silence!
All the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, including Prince Ning Fengzhi Xue Qinghe and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, were as if they had been frozen in place, their minds blank and unable to think!
A level 79 Soul Saint!

No soul skills were used!

With only the purest swordsmanship, sword intent, and that inconceivable "Sword Maniac Domain," in a direct confrontation, he used sword to break sword, intent to break technique, and finally, with one sword... struck just before Sword Douluo Chen Xin's brow?!
This is completely mind-blowing!
"Hiss..." Bone Douluo Gu Rong gasped, his joints trembling. He looked at Ji Juechen as if he were looking at a non-human monster. "The God of Swordsmanship... is he nothing more than this?!"

Ning Fengzhi was speechless. The light of his Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda had completely dimmed, and his gentle eyes were filled with boundless shock and awe.

His gaze toward Ling Han was filled with unprecedented apprehension.

This young master of the Beast God Pavilion actually has such a figure under his command?!
Chen Xin slowly lowered the Seven Kill Sword in his hand, and the huge phantom of the true form completely disappeared. He felt the cold sword intent between his brows, and looked at Ji Juechen's face, which was as pale as paper due to excessive consumption, but still burning with pure sword intent. A very complicated yet extremely relieved smile appeared on his face.

He took a step back, avoiding the hovering sword tip.

Then, this sword-wielding Douluo, who had dominated the continent for nearly a century, bowed deeply and solemnly to Ji Juechen, a Soul Saint.

"In this battle, I... have lost." Chen Xin's voice carried a hint of weariness, yet was filled with unprecedented sincerity and respect. "I am defeated by the way of the sword, and I accept it wholeheartedly!"

"Young friend Ji, your swordsmanship is divine; this old man... is no match for you!"

"boom--!!!"

Chen Xin's words of surrender were like a thunderclap, resounding in the hearts of all who witnessed them!

The square instantly erupted in chaos!

Exclamations and gasps of shock filled the air!
Xue Qinghe's body swayed almost imperceptibly, his icy blue eyes filled with unparalleled shock!
A Soul Saint actually defeated Sword Douluo Chen Xin in a fair and square sword fight?!
Just how terrifying is this Beast God Pavilion?!

(End of this chapter)