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

"Miss Rongrong."

Ning Rongrong stopped in her tracks.

Zhao Yuanshan's voice softened a bit.

"Let him have some peace and quiet."

Ning Rongrong watched Lu Changsheng's departing figure, her eyes filled with worry.

She didn't know what had happened to Lu Changsheng, but she could sense that the sword strike had almost dragged him into some kind of dangerous place.

On the training ground, everyone remained silent.

Previously, they viewed Lu Changsheng with jealousy and resentment.

Now, however, there is more fear.

Level 4 vs. Level 8, no support needed, one move is all it takes to finish them off.

After being ambushed, he nearly killed someone in retaliation.

This is no longer just a simple genius.

Rather, it is a sword so dangerous that people dare not approach it, and it is also a sword that can truly kill.

Zhao Yuanshan looked at Xu Lie and said coldly:

"Take him away."

"Keep an eye on it."

"No one is allowed to leave the outer courtyard without my order."

Two teaching assistants immediately stepped forward and helped Xu Lie, who was still trembling, away.

Zhao Yuanshan stood still, but his expression showed no sign of relaxation.

Xu Lie deserved to be punished for his sneak attack, but the murderous aura that Lu Changsheng had just unleashed was even more alarming to him.

How could a six-year-old child have that kind of murderous aura?

And that strange footwork, that sudden thrust of the sword.

And the chilling aura that instantly emanated from the black and gray patterned iron sword.

This is not something a six-year-old child should have!

"This child is no ordinary person..."

Zhao Yuanshan slowly raised his head and looked in the direction Lu Changsheng had left.

A feeling began to stir within him.

The secrets surrounding this child may be even deeper than the bloody soul powder of the Green Vine Soul Hunting Forest.

"Should I tell the sect leader the truth...?"

Chapter 53 A sword with killing intent may not necessarily be a bad thing.

Zhao Yuanshan eventually went to the Seven Treasures Hall.

He couldn't hide this from anyone.

Xu Lie's sneak attack on Lu Changsheng was no longer a mere sparring match between outer court disciples.

Moreover, the murderous aura that Lu Changsheng unleashed in that instant was by no means a trivial matter.

A six-year-old child, a disciple from outside the family who grew up in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

How could there be such a murderous aura, as if it had been honed in a pile of dead bodies?

If this matter is not reported, and problems arise in the future, Zhao Yuanshan cannot bear the responsibility.

.......

Inside the Seven Treasures Hall, Ning Fengzhi sat in the main seat.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood to one side, dressed in white as snow, with a calm expression, while Bone Douluo Gu Rong leaned against the other side, arms crossed, with a somewhat lazy look on his face, but his eyes were extremely sharp.

Zhao Yuanshan entered the hall, knelt on one knee, and said:

"metropolitan."

Ning Fengzhi glanced at him.

"Get up."

What happened in the outer courtyard?

Zhao Yuanshan raised his head and said in a deep voice:

"Xu Lie provoked Lu Changsheng at the martial arts arena today, demanding to spar with him."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes flickered slightly.

"Xu Lie?"

Zhao Yuanshan said:

"Yes."

"Xu Lie, level eight soul power, martial soul Azure Pattern Iron Rod, his father Xu Chang, is the squad leader of the Green Vine Soul Hunting Forest patrol team."

Upon hearing the words "Green Vine Soul Hunting Forest," Ning Fengzhi's gentle expression softened slightly.

“Go on.”

Zhao Yuanshan took a deep breath and continued:

"Lu Changsheng did not accept Miss Rongrong's assistance, nor did he ask Xu Lie to suppress his soul power."

"Xu Lie made the first move."

"result……"

He paused for a moment after saying this.

Gu Rong raised an eyebrow, puzzled:

"What happened in the end?"

Zhao Yuanshan said in a deep voice:

"Lu Changsheng dodged the blue-patterned iron rod in one step, and then slit his throat with a sword."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Gu Rong frowned slightly and said incredulously:

"A person with level four soul power who could kill someone with level eight soul power with a single sword strike?"

Zhao Yuanshan nodded.

"Yes."

A hint of surprise flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes. Although he knew that Lu Changsheng's swordsmanship had improved rapidly, he also knew that this child's temperament was far beyond that of his peers.

The fact that a level 4 soul power could defeat a level 8 soul power head-on was still somewhat beyond expectations.

Just then, Sword Douluo Chen Xin suddenly spoke:

"How do you kill someone with a single, decisive blow? Can you explain it briefly?"

Zhao Yuanshan said:

"That sword strike was unlike any ordinary swordsmanship."

Chen Xin looked at him.

"How to say?"

Zhao Yuanshan carefully recalled that scene and said in a deep voice:

"He first used an extremely strange footwork."

"There is no fluctuation of spirit rings, nor any aura of spirit skills."

"But the speed was extremely fast, as if it had moved half a step to the side in an instant, brushing against the shadow."

"Then, a wisp of extremely thin black light condensed at the tip of his sword. The soul power of that sword was not thick, but it was extremely concentrated, and it was so fast that it was not something that a child with fourth-level soul power could do."

Gu Rong's eyes narrowed slightly as he said:

"Could it be a soul skill?"

Zhao Yuanshan immediately shook his head and explained:

"At first I also thought it was a soul skill."

"But I soon realized something was wrong."

"Lu Changsheng has no spirit rings, so it's impossible for him to truly unleash his spirit skills."

"That's more like the prototype of a self-created soul skill."

"It's just...too mature."