Douluo Jueshi: I Don't Want to Be an Evil Soul Master

Chapter 30: Swinging the Blade to Break the Nightmare

As Lin Xiao stepped onto the stage and stood on the other side, Ji Juechen also reached out and slowly took out the "sword" from his arms.

It is called a sword, but it also seems like they just picked up some long object and gave it the name of "sword".

But Lin Xiao would not underestimate him because he knew very well how terrifying the person in front of him was.

As time passed, more and more students gradually gathered around the arena. After all, the name "Sword Maniac" had been circulating in the academy for a long time, and his unique fighting style also attracted many people.

There weren't many entertainment activities in the academy, so being able to see a unique battle was one of the few pleasures for the students.

Ji Juechen pointed the heavy sword in his hand slightly forward, and his originally dim eyes gradually brightened. As the five soul rings rose, the tip of the sword began to vibrate slightly. He himself seemed to be completely integrated with the heavy sword in his hand, emitting a slight buzzing sound.

"Who is that person opposite Ji Juechen? Why isn't he taking action yet?"

"Perhaps he has never fought against Ji Juechen before. He didn't know that the longer Ji Juechen accumulates his strength, the stronger his move will be."

"I wonder if this person can withstand Ji Juechen's move?"

"It's difficult. I think his soul power level is not much higher than Ji Juechen's."

The discussions around him were barely concealed, and Lin Xiao on the stage could hear them clearly. They were right. Ji Juechen's talent wasn't great. He was a few years older than himself, but his cultivation level seemed to have just broken through to level 50.

However, they also had some miscalculations. Lin Xiao didn't let Ji Juechen gather his strength because he had never fought him before, but because he came here to experience Ji Juechen's sword.

Victory or defeat is not important to Lin Xiao. He just wants to see with his own eyes what level of sword intent Ji Juechen has.

Ji Juechen's aura grew increasingly formidable, his sharp sword intent bearing down on him. Lin Xiao felt as if he were facing a fierce gale, as if countless blades were slicing through his body. His clothes fluttered without a gust of wind, and the other students in the audience were unable to open their eyes.

They had seen Ji Juechen fighting many times, but no one had ever made Ji Juechen increase his momentum to the extreme like Lin Xiao did.

On the other side, Ji Juechen also didn't understand Lin Xiao's idea, but he didn't need to understand. Since someone wanted to see his sword, he would show it to him.

His ideas have always been pure.

Without any warning, Ji Juechen suddenly raised his head, and two flashes of lightning seemed to flash in his eyes. The next moment, his body was like a strange ray of light, moving close to the ground towards Lin Xiao.

Wherever the sword passed, even the arena could not withstand the sword intent and a long crack appeared. The other students on both sides unconsciously took a step back, with uncontrollable fear on their faces.

On the ring, Lin Xiao stood in place, with only a lonely red spider lily blooming in his palm. The fragile flower seemed like it would wither under the sword at any time.

However, standing opposite Ji Juechen, before the long sword actually fell, Lin Xiaoxian felt something indescribable.

Perhaps that was Ji Juechen's "Sword Intent." Before the sword's tip reached him, the invisible aura had already descended, directly invading Lin Xiao's spiritual sea.

At this moment, Lin Xiao finally saw the most exquisite thing in Ji Juechen's sword. It was not just soul power and mental power, but his will, the purest will except the sword.

Something seemed to be throbbing in his mind, a mysterious and profound feeling rising instinctively from the depths of his heart after this sword strike. "Huh?"

A doubtful voice sounded from the Holy Spirit Church branch.

"What's wrong, Old Eight?" The Second Elder turned around from the main seat and asked, "Any other questions?"

"No." Sleepy Nightmare Douluo hurriedly shook his head, "I just suddenly remembered something else."

"That's good." The Second Elder didn't delve into it. "In that case, let's just settle it. With the royal family involved, we can expand our business..."

Sleepy Nightmare Douluo had no intention of listening to what the Second Elder said. No one noticed that his heart was beating very fast and his soul power was surging. It was obvious that he was not calm.

What on earth happened to this kid that he could break free from my restraint? Could it be that someone from Mingde Hall took action?
Sleepy Nightmare Douluo frowned deeply under the black robe.

On the other side, on the ring, Lin Xiao felt as if something in his mind collided with Ji Juechen's sword intent, and an invisible barrier suddenly shattered at this moment.

In front of me was Ji Juechen's calm face, his aura as calm as water yet sharp.

Below the stage, many students looked horrified, as it was obviously the first time they had seen Ji Juechen display such power.

In the distance, several eyes were staring at the arena, and they seemed to be quite interested in who would win or lose between themselves and Ji Juechen.

The sounds of fighting on other arenas, the sounds of other soul engineers testing soul guides in the soul guide testing area, and even the breathing sounds of the guards hiding in the dark to protect the Sun and Moon Royal Academy, all rang clearly in Lin Xiao's ears.

The elemental energy of heaven and earth flowed slowly, and at this moment, the world before him seemed to show its most real side to him.

He had never felt the world so clear, nor had he ever felt the soul power in his body so intimate. It seemed that just a thought could allow him to mobilize it like instinct.

The red spider lily in his palm trembled slightly. He could feel every tiny line on it, see the residual souls hidden in the stamens, and even experience more things.

A violent impact from behind tore his body apart was the final feeling of the second Holy Spirit of the Holy Spirit Cult branch before his death. Blood rained down from the sky, and strange flowers bloomed from his body. These were the final memories of the other Holy Spirit Cult disciples there...

Scenes of death, unfamiliar fragments, and the things that happened to these residual souls are constantly appearing in front of Lin Xiao through the red spider lilies.

Something was surging violently in his mind. When Lin Xiao's gaze fell on himself, he suddenly found himself on a path with no end in sight. In front of him was a nameless river flowing gently, and on both sides were flowers with only petals but no leaves blooming silently.

It seemed like someone was looking at him from the other side of the river, but unfortunately the face was blurry and he couldn't see clearly.

Is this my spiritual sea?
Although he had never seen it before, Lin Xiao was not unfamiliar with this place, as if he had been here many times. The river water in front of him was gathered by spiritual power, never stopping and with no end in sight.

Lin Xiao slowly took a step forward, feeling his body become so light, as if at that moment, the stubborn illness that had been bothering him completely disappeared.

(End of this chapter)