Douluo: Villain Simulator, Starting with an Iron Sword Martial Soul

It was something that truly allowed him to gain a foothold in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"I choose one."

[Selection successful.]

[Rewards are being distributed.]

boom!

In an instant, twelve years of sword practice memories flooded into Lu Changsheng's mind.

He swung his sword, thrust, slashed, and parried! Twelve years of experience cultivating the Blood Pattern Sword had transformed into countless instincts, imprinted into his body.

Lu Changsheng groaned, his right hand unconsciously rising.

A dark gray iron sword spirit appeared in his palm.

It is still ordinary and still rough.

But when he gripped the sword hilt again, that feeling of unfamiliarity and awkwardness had completely disappeared.

He slowly rose and thrust his sword forward.

The sword's edge silently sliced ​​through the night.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless.

The next second, a leaf blown down by the wind was instantly pierced by the sword tip and pinned to the tree trunk next to the stone steps.

Lu Changsheng stared at the leaf, his eyes eerily calm.

Although he failed in his first villainous role.

He lost to Tang San's destiny, and also to Tang Hao's absolute strength.

But that was just a simulation.

The simulated death provided real-world experience.

The failure in the simulation brought clarity in the real world.

Lu Changsheng sheathed his iron sword and looked up at the brightly lit Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the distance.

Before today, everyone thought he was only fit to be an ordinary guard.

Ning Rongrong thought he was too weak, the sect elders pitied him, and others looked down on him.

We can start from this moment.

Lu Changsheng knew that his path was different from everyone else's.

Others may spend their entire lives cultivating, but they can only walk one path.

He can use his villainous life as a test for his real-life self.

The first thing he learned this time was:

The true villain should not stand in front of the chosen one too early.

Learn to conceal your abilities, learn to wait, and learn to leverage existing strengths.

The goal is to ensure that the opponent doesn't know who is behind their scheme until they lose everything.

After a moment, Lu Changsheng looked up at the crescent moon in the sky and whispered:

"Tang San, I lost the first time."

"But in reality, I won't make the same mistake again."

Chapter 7 Tests the Basics of Martial Soul

The next morning.

The outer courtyard of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

As dawn broke and a thin mist still lingered in the mountains, the sounds of boys and girls arguing could already be heard from the outer courtyard's martial arts training ground.

Today marks the first basic training session after awakening one's martial soul. All sect disciples who awakened their soul power yesterday will be assigned to different training groups.

Those with high talent will naturally be given special attention and training by the sect.

Those with average talent will enter the outer academy for unified training.

As for children without soul power...

They would most likely be assigned to learn tasks such as caravan work, accounting, and odd jobs.

When Lu Changsheng arrived, there were already quite a few people standing in the training ground.

As soon as he appeared, several pairs of eyes fell on him.

Some people felt sympathy, while others were curious.

Some people made no attempt to hide their disdain.

After all, the events that happened in the Awakening Hall yesterday had already spread.

Lu Changsheng, Martial Soul Iron Sword, Innate Soul Power Level 2.

The handsome young man who was once very close to Miss Rongrong suddenly became a laughing stock among many people.

"Look, he's here."

"Level 2 innate, I thought he was at least level 4 or 5."

"What a pity, she's quite good-looking, but her martial soul is so ordinary."

"The Iron Sword Martial Soul, at best, will it only be suitable for guarding in the future?"

These words weren't spoken loudly.

But Lu Changsheng heard it very clearly.

If it were him yesterday, he might have found it a bit jarring.

But now, he felt no ripples in his heart.

He had lived for twelve years in the simulation and had died once. Compared to the shadow of death brought by Tang Hao's palm strike, the jeers of these children were far too insignificant.

A moment later, Lu Changsheng walked to the line of disciples from other families and stood quietly.

Not far away, Ning Rongrong also arrived, surrounded by many direct descendants of the sect.

After awakening her martial soul yesterday and learning that Ning Rongrong possessed innate soul power at level nine, her status in the sect became even more dazzling.

Many elders have already asserted that she will inevitably become the most outstanding successor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the future, after all, Ning Fengzhi's innate soul power was only level eight back then.

Ning Rongrong was wearing a light pink dress today, her hair tied up with a ribbon. She looked even more proud than yesterday. When she saw Lu Changsheng, the smile on her face paused slightly.

After she awakened yesterday, she said those things.

At first, she didn't think anything of it.

After all, she was at the ninth level of innate soul power, while Lu Changsheng was only at the second level.

The gap between the two was already quite large.

But after returning home last night, she felt inexplicably unwell.

She would always remember the way Lu Changsheng bowed his head and said, "I understand."

It didn't seem like anger, nor did it seem like grievance; it was just very quiet.

The silence made Ning Rongrong feel as if he had suddenly drifted away from her.

Upon seeing Lu Changsheng again, Ning Rongrong instinctively wanted to walk over to him.

But she had only taken half a step when one of her direct descendants beside her said with a smile:

"Rongrong, look, Lu Changsheng is here too."

Another child chimed in, "He'll probably be assigned to the regular guard squad, right? The Iron Sword Martial Soul is perfect for practicing basic swordsmanship."

"However, with innate soul power at level two, it will probably be very slow to cultivate."

“Rongrong, when you hire a bodyguard in the future, you can’t hire one who is too weak, otherwise you’ll have to protect him when you go out.”

After they finished speaking, they burst into laughter.

Ning Rongrong frowned; she suddenly seemed a little unhappy.

She said something similar yesterday.

But now, hearing others say these things about Lu Changsheng, she finds it grating.

She looked at Lu Changsheng, but Lu Changsheng did not look at her.

He simply stood quietly in the group of disciples from other families, seemingly oblivious to the commotion. Ning Rongrong felt a sudden tightness in her chest.

Just then, a middle-aged deacon walked onto the martial arts stage.

He was tall and imposing, dressed in the outer court steward's uniform of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, with a sword at his waist. His gaze swept across the entire arena, and the martial arts arena instantly fell silent.

This person's name is Zhao Yuanshan, and he is the steward in charge of training the disciples of the Battle Soul Master in the outer academy.

Soul power level 53.