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

"Greetings, Your Majesty Sword Douluo."

All the disciples in the training ground bowed in greeting.

"Greetings, Sect Master!"

"Greetings, Your Majesty Sword Douluo!"

Lu Changsheng also bowed in greeting.

"Greetings, Sect Master. Greetings, Sword Douluo."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded.

"Get up, everyone."

His gaze fell on Lu Changsheng, his eyes gentle.

"Chang Sheng, I saw the sparring match just now."

Lu Changsheng felt a chill run down his spine.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo actually arrived, and they just happened to witness him defeating Lin Feng.

This may not be a bad thing, but it may not be entirely a good thing either.

He is still too weak.

Being noticed by higher-ups too early may lead to their development or it may lead to scrutiny.

Lu Changsheng lowered his head and said:

"I was just lucky."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said:

"Being neither arrogant nor impatient is quite good."

Then, he looked at Zhao Yuanshan.

"Deacon Zhao, how has this child been behaving lately?"

Zhao Yuanshan respectfully said:

"Reporting to the sect leader, Lu Changsheng is resolute and has an extremely high aptitude for swordsmanship."

"Although his innate soul power is only level two, he cultivates extremely diligently."

"and……"

Zhao Yuanshan hesitated for a moment.

Ning Fengzhi said:

"Please feel free to speak."

Zhao Yuanshan continued:

"His Iron Sword Martial Spirit seems to have undergone a slight change."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's eyes flickered slightly.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin finally looked at the iron sword in Lu Changsheng's hand.

next moment.

Lu Changsheng felt an indescribable sharp intent descend upon him.

It is not heavy, but extremely clear.

It was as if an invisible sword was scrutinizing his martial spirit.

Lu Changsheng felt a tightness in his chest, but forced himself to remain calm.

He did not resist.

Because he knew that any extra reaction in front of Sword Douluo would seem suspicious.

Chen Xin looked at the gray-black iron sword.

Finally, his gaze settled on the very faint black line deep within the blade.

After a moment, he spoke:

"It has indeed changed."

"It's not like an ordinary iron sword!"

The voice wasn't loud, but it sent a jolt through many of those present.

If Sword Douluo himself said things had changed, then it's definitely not a misperception.

Ning Fengzhi seemed to be deep in thought, and then asked:

"Chang Sheng, do you know the reason?"

Lu Changsheng was prepared and lowered his head to say:

"This disciple doesn't know either."

"I broke through my soul power while cultivating the night before, and when I woke up I found that there was a black mark on my iron sword."

"After that, I felt that the transmission of soul power was smoother than before."

Ning Fengzhi looked at Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin said calmly:

"It is quite common for weapon spirits to undergo slight changes in the early stages of cultivation."

"This iron sword was originally too ordinary, but now it has gained a sharp edge."

He looked at Lu Changsheng as he said this.

"Have you been practicing swordsmanship a lot lately?"

Lu Changsheng said, "I practice every day."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin pressed further, "How much should I train?"

"During the day, follow the outer courtyard's arrangements; at night, practice another three to five hundred sword strikes."

The surrounding disciples' expressions changed slightly upon hearing this.

Three hundred to five hundred swords doesn't sound like an exaggeration.

But if this happens every day, it would be terrifying for a six-year-old child.

Moreover, Lu Changsheng also had to complete his training at the outer academy during the day.

A flicker of emotion finally appeared in Sword Douluo Chen Xin's eyes.

Why work so hard?

Lu Changsheng was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice:

"This disciple is not talented."

"If I don't practice more, I'll really only be able to be an ordinary guard."

The moment those words were spoken, the training ground fell silent.

Many people's gazes toward Lu Changsheng changed.

Ning Rongrong lowered her head even further.

Because she knew that Lu Changsheng's words contained the same disdain she had expressed back then.

Ning Fengzhi sighed softly; of course he knew about Lu Changsheng's background.

Lu Changsheng's parents were guards of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's affiliated caravan and died fighting for the school.

That's why he brought Lu Changsheng back to the sect to raise him.

Over the years, Lu Changsheng has remained quiet and has never caused any trouble for the sect.

Ning Fengzhi originally only considered him a descendant of a loyal martyr, intending to train him to be Rongrong's personal bodyguard if he showed potential. If his talent was average, he would let him live a peaceful life within the sect.

But now it seems that the child is more resilient than he imagined.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin suddenly said:

"Show me your sword skills."

Lu Changsheng looked up.

Chen Xin stood there, her white hair swaying slightly in the wind.

"Use your most reliable sword strike."

Lu Changsheng took a deep breath.

He knew this was an opportunity.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin is the strongest sword-wielding Soul Master in the Douluo Continent.

If I can catch his eye, my path in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will be much easier.

But at the same time, he must also conceal the hidden murderous intent brought about by the Sims.