Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

His right hand, which was behind his back, reached out and pointed to form a sword.

With a gentle tap in the air in front of him, milky white sword energy swept out.

In that instant, it was as if an invisible sword was lying in front of him.

ding ding ding...

Sixteen arrows struck, producing a dense, clanging sound like metal clashing against metal.

The moment the sound rang out, Ye Qiu activated the hidden veil placed on his chest.

hum!

With a sharp, whistling sound, a cloud of black poisonous mist, carrying a cluster of steel needles, enveloped Sword Douluo.

"Hmm? Is it poisonous?"

Sword Douluo raised an eyebrow. His right hand hadn't even landed yet, and it was too late to gather his power.

His left hand, which had been behind his back, was also extended out.

Enveloped in immense soul power, he waved his sleeve.

He slapped away the fog and steel needles with one hand.

With his hands hanging naturally at his sides, he looked at Ye Qiu, who was still fiddling with the Zhuge Divine Crossbow in his hand, and smiled slightly.

I also took some time to summarize the evaluation results of the hidden weapons.

"Rongrong wasn't exaggerating; this little thing called a hidden weapon is indeed quite powerful!"

"Especially that black box in Ye Qiu's hand, its attack power and penetrating power are very strong. Soul Masters below level 40 who are not defensive types basically cannot withstand it head-on!"

"Great! Rongrong, this is indeed a wonderful surprise!" Ning Fengzhi tapped his cane, very pleased.

This is only a single-target attack.

If a large number of people who possess that black box were to fire arrows simultaneously, then... one can imagine.

Even the Soul Sect, no matter how many come, they all die!

Ning Rongrong, however, had no time to pay attention to his praise; instead, she excitedly cheered Ye Qiu on.

"Go Ye Qiu!"

Sword Douluo, who had just finished speaking, twitched at the corner of his mouth, and his expression, which had just calmed down, tightened up again.

Ye Qiu also secretly cried out that this was a death sentence.

He wore a wry smile, but his movements were anything but slow.

In the brief moment that Sword Douluo was speaking, he used Ghost Shadow Steps to quietly approach within eight meters of him.

His right foot suddenly tensed, as if he was about to rush forward, but the crossbow strapped to his thigh quietly fired three arrows.

He stabbed straight at Sword Douluo's lower body.

At the same time, the toes grip the sole of the shoe.

A flying blade shot from between his boots, aiming straight for Sword Douluo's face.

His right leg wasn't idle either.

The same type of stomp crossbow and boot-mounted flying blade were launched.

The continuous close-range attacks were an attempt to find an opening in Sword Douluo's defense.

"Kid, are you still not done yet?!"

He was already annoyed because the little princess was siding with outsiders, and he immediately became impatient.

Stretch out your hand and point forward.

Now he was somewhat relieved that Ye Qiu had taken Ning Rongrong's place.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to unleash his soul power directly.

Rongrong's small frame might not be able to handle it!

With a flick of his finger, sharp soul power surged forth from his body.

Sonorous!

The sounds of collisions were incessant, and all the incoming hidden weapons were blown away by the surging sword energy.

Ye Qiu's outfit had some cut marks on it.

"Ah! Grandpa Jian, you promised Rongrong you wouldn't hurt Ye Qiu!" Ning Rongrong's anxious voice rang out.

Sword Douluo paused in his movements and let out a muffled groan.

I feel a little hurt.

"Rongrong, be quiet, I'm fine!" Ye Qiu looked at Sword Douluo's dark face and helplessly called out to Ning Rongrong.

"Hmph! I was just worried about you~" Ning Rongrong pouted unhappily.

Ye Qiu looked on with puzzlement.

Sword Douluo's face darkened even further.

He glared at Ye Qiu.

This kid actually dared to disregard the little princess's concern!

Absolutely outrageous!

Ye Qiu finally understood, and felt both amused and exasperated.

The group's darling's concern is truly irresistible!

Ye Qiu didn't want to face his sour face anymore.

Since we'd tried almost everything we needed to, we simply put away the Zhuge Crossbow.

He stepped forward and cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"I wonder what you think of the power of these hidden weapons, senior?"

"Its power is indeed impressive, but the key is that it doesn't require any soul power, so even ordinary people can use it."

Sword Douluo suppressed his impatience. After the experiment, he naturally knew the characteristics of these hidden weapons.

"I finally understand why this thing is called a hidden weapon. It's like arming a person like a hedgehog. If it catches the enemy off guard, its power might need to be reassessed!"

No soul power required?!

Ning Fengzhi was overjoyed; this was definitely a powerful weapon for armed sect disciples!

"Your insight is truly remarkable! I admire you!"

Ye Qiu's face showed a flattering expression, and he cupped his hands and bowed in greeting.

A hint of smugness appeared on Sword Douluo's face.

Before Ye Qiu could finish speaking, his movements suddenly became more exaggerated.

Suddenly, a snapping sound came from behind.

A cold light shot out from behind Ye Qiu and flew straight towards Sword Douluo's face.

Ye Qiu had already stood in front of Sword Douluo.

The distance was simply too close; even he couldn't dodge the attack from the tightly-mounted crossbow.

His expression changed drastically, and he shouted loudly.

"You little rascal! You've really got some nerve!"

Sword Douluo cursed inwardly that this kid lacked martial ethics.

There's no time to think about it.

Immediately mobilize your strength, turn your palms up to your chest, and then raise them high.

"My body is like a sword!"

Just for a moment.

In this space, a sun seemed to shine, radiating a sharp, sword-like aura.

Shining with a strong metallic luster, it transformed into a storm of sword energy.

The arrows fired from the crossbow, adorned with a tight-fitting pattern, suddenly turned into dust, and even the venom contained within them was reduced to a thin mist and dissipated into the air.

Right behind Sword Douluo.

A two-meter-long, half-foot-wide ancient greatsword floats in mid-air.

Two yellow, two purple, five black.

There are a total of nine spirit rings, hovering around it.

This is the Seven Kill Sword, a top-tier weapon spirit belonging solely to Sword Douluo!

A flash of bloodlust crossed Ye Qiu's eyes.

A sharp sword aura burst forth from Sword Douluo, passing right through him.