Douluo: The Thousand-Faced Angel in the Dragon King

Chapter 55 The duel between the two, seeing Mu Chen

Tang Wulin and Ye Xinglan faced off on the competition stage, and Ye Xinglan unsurprisingly and steadily suppressed Tang Wulin.

Compared to the original work, Ye Xinglan inevitably picked up some of Qian Mo's sword style because she practiced swordsmanship with him for a long time. Her swordsmanship became less peaceful and more ruthless, with a focus on showing no mercy to her opponent.

Each sword strike was clean and swift, each beam of sword light, imbued with the power of the Star God, precisely aimed at Tang Wulin's vital points.

Tang Wulin, who had just unsealed the Golden Dragon King's bloodline, could not withstand the countless Star God Sword Beams that fell like starlight. Several blood flowers splattered from various parts of his body, staining his clothes red.

Tang Wulin was in agony. Each Blue Silver Grass entangled Ye Xinglan, and he couldn't even get close. His pride in his physique was about to give out under the constant attacks of the Star God Sword.

Therefore, Tang Wulin made a very strong choice.

Even if it means mutual destruction! They must withstand the onslaught of the Star God Sword so that the Golden Dragon Claw can catch Ye Xinglan.

Faced with Tang Wulin's relentless attack, Ye Xinglan remained calm. Having experienced the suffocating despair of being enveloped by Qianmo's Seven Killings Sword Intent, her emotions were hardly stirred during the battle.

At this moment, Tang Wulin's reckless attacks were full of flaws in Ye Xinglan's eyes.

Just as the golden dragon claw reached for the golden light shield that Ye Xinglan had created in front of her, Ye Xinglan sidestepped and thrust her Star God Sword upwards, striking Tang Wulin's throat with lightning speed.

The Golden Dragon Claw had already been unleashed, but the old force had been used up and no new force had been generated. The Golden Dragon Claw was unable to turn around and defend itself. Tang Wulin gritted his teeth, refusing to back down. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes as he used all his strength to grab at Ye Xinglan.

Seeing that Tang Wulin did not back down, Ye Xinglan's ruthlessness, honed by Qian Mo, also rose up, and the tip of her sword stabbed straight towards Tang Wulin's throat.

At the critical moment, two white figures rushed up from below the stage like lightning. One caught Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Claw, and the other blocked Ye Xinglan's Star God Sword.

Two tremendous forces struck, and Ye Xinglan and Tang Wulin were sent flying backwards at the same time.

Qian Mo moved with the grace of the wind, steadying Ye Xinglan with one hand and pulling her into his arms.

On the other side, Wu Changkong caught Tang Wulin, and a thin layer of frost mist enveloped him, sealing all the wounds on Tang Wulin's body.

"Are you alright, Xinglan?" Qianmo glanced at the hand that had just caught the golden dragon's claw; it was slightly scraped.

The Golden Dragon King bloodline was indeed extremely destructive, capable of breaking through soul power and causing injury, but in that instant, Qian Mo had already imprinted and stored the Golden Dragon King bloodline and the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline.

A faint pink flush rose to Ye Xinglan's snow-white skin, and she whispered, her voice barely audible, "No, it's nothing!"

"You've really gone all out!" Wu Changkong left behind a casual remark, then, without even glancing at Qian Mo and Ye Xinglan, gracefully led Tang Wulin off the competition stage.

"Uh...this," the referee on the stage stared blankly at the scene, unsure how to pronounce the verdict.

Qian Mo glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "If the two of us hadn't stopped them, Tang Wulin would have died, and Ye Xinglan would have been injured!"

The referee immediately understood Qianmo's meaning and quickly made the announcement.

"In the individual competition, Tang Wulin lost! He was eliminated in the second round."

Qian Mo and Ye Xinglan walked off the stage together. Wu Changkong had already disappeared with Tang Wulin, leaving only Xie Xie and Xu Xiaoyan behind.

Qianmo glanced at them briefly. The cool boy was Xie Xie, and the cute girl with light blue hair was Xu Xiaoyan. In the original story, she and her cousin Le Zhengyu were a couple.

Qianmo's mind raced. She still needed to watch Xu Xiaoyan's match, as her martial soul needed to be imprinted, since the "absolutely valid" characteristic was just too overpowered.

"Xinglan, are you still going to continue playing?" Qianmo asked.

Ye Xinglan nodded. "Teacher Shen hopes I can participate in the team competition, and I agreed. Are you going to participate?"

Qianmo shook her head. "I won't participate. I'll leave the team after I meet with someone tomorrow."

"Where to?" Gu Yuena frowned and asked from the side.

Qian Mo said calmly, "I need to go see my teacher in Tian Dou City."

"Fine," Ye Xinglan sighed in disappointment, "I'll find someone else!"

……

The next day, Qian Mo entered the stadium. As he passed the competition stage, he glanced at Tang Wulin's group of three and took the opportunity to copy Xu Xiaoyan's Star Wheel Ice Staff martial soul.

Without stopping, I walked up the steps to the top-floor private room and gently knocked on the door of room number three.

"Come in," a deep voice came from inside the door, and Qianmo pushed the door open and entered.

There were only two people in the private room: Duan Xuan, the president of the Tianhai Forging Masters Association, and Mu Chen, the president of the Donghai Forging Masters Association and an eighth-level Saint Craftsman, who was also his target for this trip.

"Junior Qianmo greets Martial Uncle, Chairman Duan," Qianmo said respectfully.

Duan Xuan nodded slightly, curiously looking Qian Mo up and down.

Mu Chen's probing gaze fell on Qian Mo, and after a long while he said, "I had heard that Senior Brother had taken on a disciple, and seeing him today, he is indeed extraordinary."

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"Thank you for the compliment, Uncle-Master," Qianmo said.

"What level are you a blacksmith?" Mu Chen asked casually, stroking his short beard.

"Level four," Qianmo replied.

Mu Chen's hand paused slightly, a hint of pride flashing in his eyes. Was his disciple no worse than the Divine Craftsman's disciple? He said indifferently, "Not bad. How long has it been since your breakthrough?"

"It's been over a year," Qianmo said honestly.

"hiss!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Chen's hand trembled, and he plucked a white beard from his chin, making him wince in pain.

Duan Xuan, standing beside him, stared wide-eyed in astonishment. "A year! You haven't even thought about breaking through to level five in a whole year!"

A nine-year-old level four blacksmith, they knew he could definitely break through to level five. Qian Mo didn't break through, which could only mean he never intended to.

"Building a skyscraper from flat ground can't be too fast; the foundation still needs to be laid well," Qianmo said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Mu Chen's eyes were filled with undisguised admiration. "Very good. Young people these days are too impatient, wanting to make rapid progress. In such an environment, you can still be so calm and composed. No wonder your senior brother cherishes you so much."

"Uncle-Master, you flatter me," Qianmo said modestly.

Mu Chen raised his hand and tossed a piece of purplish-red metal to Qian Mo, saying, "Consider this piece of Yang Soul Gold a gift for our first meeting, Uncle-Master."

Yang Soul Gold is a top-grade spiritual attribute metal, which can amplify and stabilize spiritual power. Because the conditions for its formation are extremely harsh, the number of pieces in the world is extremely rare. Even Zhenhua only has two pieces.

Qian Mo looked at the Yang Soul Gold in his hand and was overjoyed. Yang Soul Gold was a very suitable metal for him to make battle armor.

However, Yang Soul Gold was scarce, and he was worried about how to get enough for his needs. Unexpectedly, Mu Chen gave him a piece.

"Thank you very much, Uncle-Master," Qianmo said gratefully.

(End of this chapter)