Douluo Continent: Building a Divine Kingdom Starting from the Spirit Hall

"The general always lives in the military camp and rarely comes back to live here."

The Snow Peak soldier leading the way explained that although Prince Snow Battle was a prince, they recognized him more as a general, so they always referred to him as a general.

"Then why don't you take me to your military camp? Do you want the general to come back and see me in person?"

Tian Hao stopped in his tracks, feeling very curious about the long-standing Xuefeng Legion. Moreover, according to the information given by Guang Ling, his senior brother Chen Xin had been staying in the military camp teaching swordsmanship, so it was safest for him to stay there.

"Our Snow Peak Legion is different from ordinary legions; ordinary people can't stand it."

The Xuefeng soldier also stopped in his tracks, turned around, and said meaningfully.

"I'd really like to see it; I wonder if I'll have the chance?"

Tian Hao's attitude was firm. Since Prince Xue Zhan didn't live here and there weren't many people in the mansion, there was no need for him to stay. Otherwise, what if his father-in-law got angry and sent someone to beat him to death?

A wise person does not stand under a crumbling wall; one must evacuate immediately.

"You have to defeat me with swordsmanship."

After a moment of silence, the Xuefeng soldier stated his conditions.

He was naturally not qualified to bring outsiders into the military camp, but it wasn't impossible to make an exception, as long as he followed the rules of their Snow Peak Legion.

"What I've mastered best is sword drawing, which emphasizes defeating the enemy with a single strike."

Without wasting any words, Tian Hao manifested a purple-gold grass sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword trailing behind him, assuming a drawing stance.

"Our Snow Peak Legion's specialty is drawing swords, so be careful."

Knowing that Tian Hao was no weakling, the Xuefeng soldiers didn't hold back, offering a reminder before reaching up to grip the hilt of the greatsword behind them.

He leaned back slightly, then suddenly exerted force, the power starting from his waist and transmitting upwards, finally exploding in his arms, and forcefully pulled out the greatsword from his back.

"Clang!"

The greatsword was drawn from its sheath, like a ferocious beast unleashed, unleashing a fierce and violent killing intent that seemed to chill the surrounding temperature considerably.

This is the terrifying power of the Snow Peak Legion; what is terrifying is not the people, but the swords passed down through generations.

That was a precious sword forged by the founding emperor of the Heavenly Dou Empire at the cost of countless resources. It also incorporated a lot of special metals and has survived to this day. Every sword has slaughtered countless lives, and the accumulated killing intent is all attached to the sword.

Such a burst of killing intent would greatly affect even a Soul Master, especially when facing them for the first time.

Unfortunately, he was facing Tian Hao, who had already accumulated a lot of killing intent. He was so used to killing intent from his previous battles with Chen Xin that he was almost immune to it.

In addition, given his powerful mental strength and the unique nature of his spiritual sea, he didn't take this killing intent seriously.

Chapter 170 Actor Chen Xin Goes Online

"Clang!"

He suddenly drew his sword, but Tian Hao did not meet it head-on. His sword precisely grazed the side of the descending Snow Peak Greatsword, deflecting the attack and sending it slashing into the ground beside him. Meanwhile, his purple-gold longsword was pressed against the Snow Peak soldier's throat.

You win!

After a long pause, the Snow Peak soldier sheathed the Snow Peak Greatsword back into its special scabbard on his back.

The previous round was indeed a contest of swordsmanship. The opponent's eyesight and the timing and angle of their attack were perfect. They not only deflected my Snowblade Greatsword but also struck my throat, winning with minimal effort. The difference in swordsmanship between the two was obvious.

"Follow me, our legion's camp is outside another city gate."

After gesturing, the Xuefeng soldier led the way again.

Tian Hao sheathed his purple-gold longsword and followed behind. They passed through half of Tian Dou City and arrived at another city gate. Before they even left the city gate, they saw a row of tents not far away, which was the camp of the Xuefeng Legion.

The camp of an army of 100,000 was naturally quite large, stretching as far as the eye could see, seemingly endless.

But what was most terrifying was that the camp was filled with an extremely violent killing intent, which even tinged the military camp with a faint blood color.

"Such a powerful killing intent!"

Standing outside the military camp, Tian Hao was deeply shocked by the violent and intense killing intent.

Previously, when fighting that Snowblade soldier, the killing intent emanating from his greatsword wasn't very noticeable, but now, with 100,000 Snowblade greatswords gathered in this military camp, the sheer amount of killing intent they exuded was unimaginable.

Fortunately, although there is a lot of killing intent here, its intensity is not high and it has not caused a qualitative change, otherwise it would be terrifying.

"Perhaps we can plan to use it as nourishment for the Seven Killing Swords of Asura."

With an idea forming in his mind, Tian Hao decided to nurture this killing intent and devour it with the Seven Killings Sword of Asura when the time was right, which would definitely make him rich.

"The general summons you."

The Xuefeng soldier who had entered the camp earlier returned and signaled to Tian Hao that he could enter the camp.

He could only take them to the gate of the military camp; whether they could enter the camp was not up to him. At most, he could go in and report.

Without saying anything, Tian Hao followed him into the camp and soon arrived at the central command tent in the center of the camp, where he met the Snow Battle Prince.

“Gai Zongheng, a student of Huanyin Academy, greets the General.”

After giving a simple bow, Tian Hao sized up the tall young man sitting in the main seat.

Tian Hao was observing, and Xue Zhan was also observing, finding it quite interesting.

"It's not what I imagined."

"You are not the same as Xueye."

Tian Hao replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "The style of Xue Zhan is indeed very different from Xue Ye's; they don't seem to have the same father."

It's not just about the difference in physique and appearance, but more importantly, the temperament.

Xueye's gentle demeanor is typical of a noble young master, but the longer you spend time with him, the deeper his thoughts become apparent. Similar to Qian Renxue and Tang San in the future, it's clear he's very skilled in strategy and scheming.

The style of Xue Zhan, on the other hand, is majestic and unrestrained, even more courageous and resolute, truly befitting someone honed in the military.

"You are the only person I know who has caused my older brother to suffer a great loss."

Xue Zhan smiled, satisfied with Tian Hao's explanation.

He had long been unhappy with his older brother's hypocritical nature.

"I couldn't help it, I was forced into it!"

Tian Hao stated that it was not his fault, and that he was the victim.

“I believe you, but others won’t.”

Xue Zhan was even happier. He had investigated the whole story of the conflict between this person and that older brother, and if you really think about it, it was the older brother who was in the wrong.

After all, matters of the heart require mutual consent. If someone is more skilled, that's their ability. But the guy who lost refused to admit it and wanted to kill the other person with force.

This is truly a disgrace to the Heavenly Dou royal family.

The most embarrassing thing is that you don't succeed, and you were outsmarted by the other party.

He heard that his elder brother had been severely reprimanded by their father after returning home, which he found quite amusing.

"Whether others believe it or not is none of my business; I'm not living for them."

Tian Hao never cared about other people's opinions; they were meaningless.

"You practice swordsmanship?"

At this moment, Chen Xin, who had been sitting to the side, suddenly spoke, his eyes as sharp as swords.

Although we are fellow disciples, we must act as if we are meeting for the first time.

"Sword Douluo?"

Turning his head, Tian Hao first looked puzzled, then saw the clan emblem embroidery on his sleeve and quickly bowed.

"Swordsman Gai Zongheng greets Your Majesty."

"You practice swordsmanship?"

Chen Xin asked again in a cool and aloof tone, intending to test his junior brother and see how much his swordsmanship had improved during this time.

"I have been practicing swordsmanship since I was a child, for twenty years now!"

Straightening his back, Tian Hao revealed a hint of fighting spirit, also wanting to test his skills gained over the past few months through his senior brother.

"Let me see your sword."

After leaving behind a single sentence, Chen Xin rose and walked out of the tent.

"To elicit a response from His Majesty, your swordsmanship must be quite impressive. We're in for a treat today."

The snow battle was so enjoyable that they immediately sent out orders.

"Issue my order: all soldiers must assemble at the drill ground within three minutes."

"promise!"

The soldiers guarding outside the tent should have quickly run out to relay the order.

"Come on, let me see your swordsmanship."

Xue Zhan got up, patted Tian Hao on the shoulder, and walked outside. Tian Hao could only follow.

Soon they arrived at a wide and flat training ground, where Chen Xin was already standing in the center waiting.

Before long, all the soldiers in the camp rushed over, formed ten square formations, circled the city once, and then sat down cross-legged, gazing at Chen Xin in the center.

"I'll give you three rounds, after which I'll use the same power and speed as you."

With a casual gesture, the Snow Edge Greatsword flew out from the back of a soldier in the front row and landed in Chen Xin's palm. His voice remained cold and clear.

"Then this junior will not stand on ceremony."

Standing three meters away from Chen Xin, Tian Hao manifested the Purple Gold Grass Sword, gathered his strength, adjusted it, and then thrust it out fiercely.

It was still his most proficient sword-drawing technique, but it was even more powerful than when he fought that Snow Peak soldier before.

It's not just an explosion of physical strength and speed, but also an enhancement of soul power and sword intent, making its power incomparable to the past.

At the same time, his whole body was enveloped in purple-gold soul power, and his eyes were flashing with purple light, which was the Purple Light Divine Eye he was using.

He dared not hold back in the slightest when facing this senior brother.

Chen Xin blocked with his sword. No matter how Tian Hao adjusted his sword or changed his attack direction, he still accurately blocked the sword tip in the end.

Undeterred by being blocked in his first strike, Tian Hao took a step forward and continued to thrust with his sword. This time, however, six tiny sword energies condensed around the blade to aid his attack.

"He has made considerable progress."