Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 103 Wu Siduo is here? Ye Xinglan's love turns to hate, and he reshapes his sword heart (Please subscribe)

"Boss, there are a lot of amazing geniuses among this year's freshmen, all of them are here for our Nine Stars Club."

When Feng Zaixing returned to the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, Long Chen rushed over immediately to report on the situation of the new generation.

"What makes you so special?"

Feng Zaixing, who had just sent the freshly baked Ling Zichen into the dark room of Mingde Hall, clapped his hands, his voice carrying a hint of interest.

The framework of the Nine Stars Society has been established. In the recruitment process, Long Chen and Le Zhengyu are responsible for combat testing. Le Zhengyu has already returned to his family to receive the sacred baptism, and Long Chen is the main quality inspector.

Long Chen's expression turned serious. He made a hand gesture and said earnestly, "There is a Martial Soul Fusion Technique."

"Oh?"

Feng Zaixing's eyes lit up. "Be more specific."

"There are three of the strongest ones. Two of them are partners with a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. One has three rings and the Martial Soul is the Heavenly Tiger Shield, and the other has two rings and the Martial Soul is the Heavenly Tiger Axe. Their Martial Soul Fusion Skill is the Heavenly Tiger Summoning. It's very difficult for me to block them."

Long Chen said seriously, "The last one is even more powerful. He completed the self-martial soul fusion skill Netherworld White Tiger all by himself, but its strength is not as good as Heavenly Tiger Summoning."

She said she wanted to challenge you.

"Netherworld White Tiger? Is her name Wu Siduo?" Feng Zaixing's eyes turned strange.

"Yes, boss, how did you know?"

"I defeated her at the Ascension Platform; Xu Yucheng led the way."

When Feng Zaixing said this, his tone was somewhat strange. Two years ago, during the battle at the Ascension Platform, he had sent off Wu Siduo's cousins ​​in front of her, which must have left a considerable psychological scar.

But why aren't you at Shrek Academy seeking to become stronger and avenge your defeat? What are you doing here? Isn't the dancer a long-time ally of Shrek?

Could he be a spy?

"No wonder Wu Siduo challenged Lao Xu by name on her first day and almost beat him to the point of hospitalization."

Long Chen said that the Death Scythe was of extremely high quality, but Xu Yucheng himself was too weak. The Netherworld White Tiger knocked him into submission with a single charge.

"Old Xu's health is a problem - tell Wu Siduo that I've accepted her challenge and she's going to the Soul Arena."

Feng Zaixing sighed. The Grim Reaper's Scythe was a terrible trap, and Xu Yucheng was even weaker than Xie Xie.

"Understood! Besides these three, there's another batch of top-tier geniuses. Please take a look."

Long Chen took out a list, which marked the martial spirits and cultivation levels of the new students.

Feng Zaixing watched for a while, his expression growing increasingly strange: "I defeated quite a few of them on the Spirit Ascension Platform, why are they all here?"

"After all, this is the Douluo Continent, where the strong are respected."

A fragrant breeze wafted by, and Yu Xin, dressed in a blue and white fitted school uniform, appeared gracefully, hands in her pockets, smiling as she said, "Shrek is a holy land for soul masters that countless people yearn for. Its core lies in producing strong individuals generation after generation. The title of 'Sky-Supporting Douluo, the number one in the world' has attracted countless newcomers."

"You're destined to be the best in the world, have some confidence in yourself."

"Now that you mention it, I get the feeling they all have masochistic tendencies?"

Feng Zaixing touched his nose. These geniuses were quite resilient, and like him, they enjoyed challenging opponents they couldn't defeat.

"Boss, I suddenly remembered that my dad wants to have a younger brother for me, so I'm leaving now." Long Chen observed the situation and quickly made his escape.

Feng Zaixing gave this guy a wary look, then looked at Yu Xin and asked, "What's going on at the academy this time?"

Yu Xin smiled and said, "I know you don't care about small things, but someone has been waiting for you for a long time. Do you want to go see them? They are very talented."

"Wait for me, let's go." Feng Zaixing shook his head gently; he knew who this person was.

Fifth practical training ground, sword cultivation area.

With her hair disheveled, Ye Xinglan gripped the Star God Sword, performing basic moves such as slashing, cutting, thrusting, parrying, blocking, and sweeping, striking the soul-guided beams fired by the automatic soul-guided gun.

Her eyes held a deathly grayness, her pupils devoid of color, as if the entire world consisted only of her Star God Sword and its techniques.

"How long has she maintained this state?"

Outside the sword cultivator area, Feng Zaixing asked.

"It's been like this ever since I came to Mingdu."

Yu Xin parted her red lips slightly: "Her only request at the academy was to have a place to practice swordsmanship. In the video footage, apart from three meals and basic rest, all she did was practice swordsmanship and meditate."

"If I can't lift the sword, I meditate. After meditating for a while, I practice swordsmanship again. My cultivation efficiency is quite high, and my soul power has even increased by one level."

"It seems that being abandoned by her family and Shrek Academy has been a huge blow to her."

Feng Zaixing's face showed a hint of sarcasm. Ye Xinglan was abandoned by Shrek Academy, but Le Zhengyang, considering her genius, allowed Mingdu to take her in.

"Yes, she's in terrible shape right now. She has the sword moves but no sword spirit or essence. Although her soul power has increased, her combat strength is less than half of what it used to be."

Yu Xin had seen Feng Zaixing practice swordsmanship and understood the meaning of swordsmanship. Ye Xinglan's mental breakdown meant that if he couldn't rebuild his sword heart, even the best sword techniques would be nothing but an empty shell.

In a few years, she will not even be able to condense her Martial Soul True Body, and will be stuck at the Soul Emperor level for life.

"The one who tied the knot must untie it. Perhaps I can help her rebuild her sword heart, but is it necessary to do so?" Feng Zaixing said.

"It'll come in handy when fighting Shrek, and there are some things that are difficult to do, so we need a sword to do them for us."

Yu Xin smiled faintly: "You are an angel, so you must be upright and honest. I can be a villain, but I still need manpower. She's not bad; she's extreme enough."

Feng Zaixing suddenly turned around, opened his arms and hugged Yu Xin's soft, boneless body. Yu Xin's smile faded, and her face showed an extremely relaxed expression.

Without words, everything is understood.

A gust of wind swept into the sword practice area, and Feng Zaixing appeared behind Ye Xinglan. After watching for a while, he said:

"A sword that is weak and powerless, fast but without edge, will not bring much benefit no matter how long you practice it."

"Empty One—"

In response to Feng Zaixing was a flash of starlight and a sword shadow. Ye Xinglan turned her face, which looked hysterical, and sprang up, thrusting her sword straight at Feng Zaixing.

"This is more like it."

Feng Zaixing extended two fingers to grasp the Star God Sword, a glint of light flashed in his eyes, and a burst of energy in the air sent Ye Xinglan flying.

"!"

The Star God Sword flew backward at a speed even faster than Ye Xinglan, and stuck into the ground next to Ye Xinglan.

"You're a focused swordsmanship genius, but unfortunately, you're not very bright."

As Feng Zaixing walked step by step to Ye Xinglan, he stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an immense and imposing aura.

Ye Xinglan's pupils were unfocused, yet she still looked at him with an incredibly complex gaze, a mixture of countless emotions.

"My path is the sword of obsession; I have no choice." She spoke for the first time, her voice hoarse and dull, as if she hadn't spoken in a long time.

"I can see that. I had some concerns about not taking this path in the first place. Trading intelligence for swordsmanship is practically turning yourself into a swordsmanship machine."

Feng Zaixing had a cold and stern face. He didn't seem to care much about the sword he was obsessed with. If someone practiced swordsmanship to the point that he didn't need any external objects, was he a swordsman or a sword slave?

Not to mention this is the Douluo Continent, where the average intelligence is already low; he was even worried that he would become stupid from practicing swordsmanship.

Ye Xinglan remained silent, perhaps because she felt that the loser had no right to refute, or perhaps because her mental support had already crumbled.

The clan patriarch and the Sea God Pavilion Master abandoned her, leaving her only with her martial spirit and swordsmanship.

"From now on, do as we say, and I'll give you a chance for revenge."

He tossed out a small copy of his own swordsmanship insights, casually infusing it with his sword intent, and said calmly:

"When you can remove the sword intent I left on your martial spirit, you will be able to create your own sword intent and have the opportunity to enter your soul through intent."

"You love Shrek but were abandoned, so turn love into hate. This belief and the path of perseverance are very much in line with yours."

When her martial spirit was tampered with, Ye Xinglan's delicate body trembled violently, as if the sword intent had also invaded her body, and her willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed.

However, whether she knew she couldn't resist or had other ideas, she let go of the protection she had given to her martial spirit and body, allowing the sword intent that had once destroyed her will to penetrate deep into her martial spirit.

When she opened her eyes again, Feng Zaixing had already walked out of the sword cultivation area with his hands behind his back.

Ye Xinglan stood up, gritting her teeth, and said hoarsely, "Aren't you afraid I'll assassinate you later?"

The wind rises again, pauses, turns back, and smiles slightly.

"If I ever find out that you have harmed my companions in the slightest, I will make your soul nine parts apart, subject you to endless suffering, and condemn you to eternal damnation."

As the words fell lightly, the girl, who had just regained some of her sharpness, was so startled that she took several steps back, her clothes soaked with sweat, and watched helplessly as Feng Zaixing disappeared from sight.

Suddenly, a self-deprecating smile appeared at the corners of her pale lips, and she muttered to herself:

"Am I already this afraid of you? If I'm like this, what right do I have to call myself a Sword Soul Master?"

"Shrek—the Ye family—you are more hateful than this person—"

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