Douluo Continent: Seven Kills Appear, Ten Kills Become God

There are only ten spots available on the list of candidates from the School of Foreign Languages.

Being included in the seed list means you can enjoy more resources, better guidance, and have the opportunity to be selected by the inner court in advance.

More importantly, students on the seed list have one opportunity to enter the inner courtyard's scripture pavilion every month.

The library houses various cultivation techniques, combat skills, and soul bone fusion techniques collected by Shrek Academy over the past thousand years.

These things can't be bought outside no matter how much money you spend.

Everyone's eyes turned red.

In the days that followed, Chenfei's life became extremely regular.

He would get up before dawn and practice his swordsmanship three thousand times in the training ground.

Then we went to the cafeteria for a high-quality nutritious meal.

Fish, meat, spirit fruits, and spirit spring water—each item is carefully selected to replenish the body's energy consumption to the greatest extent possible.

The morning session was Zhao Tiesheng's practical training class.

The afternoon session consisted of training in soul power control and martial soul application.

In the evening, I will go to the Soul Power Cultivation Room to cultivate for two more hours.

Back in the dormitory at night, I ate a drop of bone marrow from a thousand-year-old soul beast, and then meditated until late into the night.

Every day is packed with activities, leaving almost no room to breathe.

But the results were amazing.

In just half a month, his soul power soared from level twelve to level fourteen.

The first star on the Seven Kill Sword shone even brighter, and the power of the Heavenly Pivot became even more profound.

He even vaguely sensed that the second star, Tianxuan, was showing signs of loosening.

This means that when he breaks through level 20 and absorbs his second soul ring, the second star will light up, and the second star baptism will descend.

But level 20 is still a long way off.

He's only at level fourteen now, so he needs to solidify his foundation first.

The end of the month is getting closer.

A tense atmosphere permeated the air in the outer courtyard.

All classes are preparing for the ranking battle.

The sounds of battles echoed from morning till night in the training ground, and the only topic of conversation among the students in the cafeteria was who would be the champion this year.

Inside Class A, undercurrents were swirling.

Zhao Hu practiced late into the night every day, and his Ironback Bear Martial Soul had noticeably improved over the past two weeks.

Leng Feng had somehow learned a new dagger technique, making his attacks even more ruthless.

Even some students who usually keep a low profile have begun to show their talents.

But what Chen Fei cared about most was Su Ziyuan.

Su Ziyuan's progress exceeded everyone's expectations.

Half a month ago, his soul power was level eighteen.

Two weeks later, I was already at level 20.

Moreover, his silver spear spirit seemed to have undergone some change, with a faint silver light on the tip of the spear, and a chilling aura when it was thrust out.

Luo Qing is no less impressive.

Her double blades became faster and faster, and the angles at which she struck became increasingly tricky.

Her martial spirit doesn't seem to be an ordinary dagger, but something more advanced.

But she didn't say anything, and Chenfei didn't ask either.

That evening, Chen Fei came out of the cultivation room and met Su Ziyuan in the corridor.

Su Ziyuan stood by the window, his back to him, lost in thought.

"There are still two weeks left," Su Ziyuan suddenly said.

"Um."

"I will do my best."

"I know."

Su Ziyuan turned around, looked at him, and his gaze was serious.

"If I win, I won't show any mercy."

Chen Fei looked at him and suddenly remembered what the family head Chen Yuan had said to him before he left the far north.

In the outside world, no one will give way to you.

He nodded.

"Me too."

Su Ziyuan paused for a moment, then smiled.

"That's good."

He turned and left, his footsteps fading into the distance in the corridor.

Chen Fei stood still, looking at the night sky outside the window.

The ten stars of the Big Dipper are faintly visible.

The first star was as bright as day.

.....

The power of resources is far greater than Chen Fei imagined.

After half a month of intensive training, coupled with the triple benefits of the soul power training room, the bone marrow of a thousand-year-old soul beast, and high-grade nutritional meals, his soul power climbed from level fifteen to level eighteen.

This speed would shock anyone outside, but at Shrek Academy, no one found it strange.

The top student in Class A enjoys the best resources, so it's only natural that they make rapid progress.

What truly surprised Zhao Tiesheng was not the speed at which Chen Fei's soul power increased, but his martial soul.

Seven Kill Sword.

This top-tier weapon spirit, which was once renowned throughout the continent ten thousand years ago, displayed a sharpness far exceeding that of other weapons of the same level in Chen Fei's hands.

As the soul power increased, the starlight on the sword became brighter and brighter, and the flow of the power of the Heavenly Pivot became smoother and smoother.

The feeling was like a precious sword that had been sealed away for thousands of years, slowly awakening.

That evening, Chen Fei was cultivating in the Soul Power Cultivation Room as usual.

He sat cross-legged, the Seven Kill Sword hanging in front of him.

The first star, Tian Shu, on the sword was emitting a faint light.

The light resonated with the soul-gathering array in the cultivation room, and the surrounding soul power surged in like a tide, which he absorbed frantically.

The bottleneck of level 18 loosened at this moment.

Chen Fei opened his eyes, formed a hand seal, and the Seven Kill Sword emitted a clear and melodious sword cry.

The power of the Heavenly Pivot circulated wildly within his body, drawing in the surging soul power to assault the final barrier in his meridians.

a bit.

Two times.

Three times.

"boom!"

Level 19!

Soul power surged through the bottleneck like a flood, rushing through the meridians.

The Seven Kill Sword suddenly shone brighter, and a new star mark faintly appeared on its blade.

That was the phantom of the star Tianxuan. Although it had not yet been lit up, it had already begun to take shape.

Chen Fei took a deep breath and slowly finished his practice.

He stood up, gripped the Seven Kill Sword, and felt the surging soul power within his body.

Level 19.

I'm just one step away from level 20.

Level 20 signifies the second soul ring, the second Star Baptism, and the lighting of the second star, Tianxuan, on the Seven Kill Sword.

He sheathed his sword and walked out of the training room.

The next morning, at the training ground.

As usual, Zhao Tiesheng led Class A in morning training.

But today's content is different from usual.

It's not physical training, it's not swordplay analysis, it's combat.

"There are still ten days left in the ranking battle at the end of the month."

Zhao Tiesheng stood on the stage, his gaze sweeping over the thirty students: "Starting today, there will be one ranked simulation match every day. The top ten with the most wins will qualify to challenge the seeded list at the end of the month."

He paused, then looked at Chen Fei.

"The first match is between Bei Chenchen and Zhao Hu."

The audience fell silent immediately.

Zhao Hu is the fourth-ranked student in Class A, eleven years old, level twenty-five, and his martial spirit is the Iron-Backed Bear.

He had been training like crazy for the past two weeks, and his strength had increased dramatically. He had been itching to prove himself.

He jumped onto the stage, released his martial spirit, and two yellow spirit rings spun around his body.

After being possessed by the Iron-Backed Bear, his body swelled up, and his skin shone with a bluish-gray metallic luster, making him look like an iron wall.

"Bei Chenchen." Zhao Hu grinned. "I haven't been idle for the past two weeks."

Chen Fei walked onto the stage, holding the Seven Kill Sword in his hand.

For the past two weeks, he has been training with a wooden sword.

But today, he decided to use a real sword.

The first star on the sword shone faintly, and the power of the Celestial Pivot flowed within its body.

.......