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

"How many years have you been training?"

"I started training when I was three years old, and it has been fourteen years now. I even created my own sword-drawing technique!"

Tian Hao remained respectful and devout. He genuinely hoped to obtain Chen Jianjun's blood in order to try and comprehend the Seven Killings Sword Intent.

He did start practicing swordsmanship at the age of three. After learning about his parents' martial spirits, he realized that they were not strong enough to form a powerful fighting force, so he began to practice swordsmanship, especially focusing on the single move of drawing the sword.

"Show me how to use it."

Chen Jianjun vaguely understood Qian Daoliu's actions; he wanted him to mentor this kid.

"Please, senior, offer your critique!"

Tian Hao drew his thousand-forged tungsten steel sword and began to practice his basic swordsmanship, which he had cultivated for many years. Although there were only a dozen or so moves, Tian Hao had mastered them to a high degree. The transitions and combinations between them were very smooth, like flowing clouds and running water, which was pleasing to the eye.

Chen Jianjun nodded slightly, indicating that his foundation was quite solid, clearly the result of a long period of arduous training.

After practicing for three minutes and completing the warm-up exercises, Tian Hao sheathed his sword and took out a drop of soul blood that he had prepared beforehand. He then applied it to his brow and used the soul bone skill to activate the soul power attribute of the blood's owner.

Streams of electricity surged into his body from the manifested yellow spirit ring, and arcs of electricity flickered across his body.

Despite the pain caused by the flow of lightning-attribute soul power within his body, Tian Hao assumed a steady horse stance, gripping the scabbard with his left hand and the hilt with his right, both hands clenched tightly as if he wanted to crush the scabbard and hilt!

"I believe that the first step for a swordsman is to learn how to draw his sword. So, since I picked up my first sword at the age of three, I have drawn my sword with all my might ten times a day. At the age of four, I increased it to twenty times, and at the age of five, I increased it to thirty times. I persisted until I drew my sword with all my might one hundred times a day. Then I gradually reduced the number of times until last year when I drew my sword with all my might once a day. I could not make any further progress. I have mastered the first step of becoming a swordsman. I would like to ask for your evaluation, senior!"

During the period of adjusting and accumulating his own power, Tian Hao recounted the cultivation process of this sword technique and hypnotized himself with his mental energy, believing himself to be a sword. His mental energy then gained a slight sense of sharpness.

He just messed around with it, but it did have some effect.

Chen Jianjun felt a surge of anticipation, especially after sensing the nascent sharpness of that potential.

He's a promising talent for swordsmanship!

Without waiting any longer, he unleashed his Seven Kill Sword Intent towards the youth, wanting to see how far the youth could go and whether he could use his Seven Kill Sword Intent to complete the transformation of that nascent sharpness.

Seeing Chen Jianjun's goodwill, Tian Hao used the vast and fierce Seven Kill Sword Intent to further condense his spiritual power. He even opened his mind and body to feel the fierce sword intent, letting the Seven Kill Sword Intent enter his body. He felt as if he had entered a meat grinder, and his whole body was about to be ground into pieces.

He knew it was just an illusion. Sword intent alone could not cause any real damage, at least not to the body. The reason he had that feeling was because his mental energy had been shattered.

Enduring the excruciating pain of his mental energy being shattered, Tian Hao released the killing intent he had accumulated as an executioner for fallen soul masters, further strengthening his mental energy to resist the powerful Seven Kill Sword Intent.

The killing intent he had specially cultivated, combined with the sharp feeling he had hypnotized himself, resulted in a slight resonance with the Seven Kill Sword Intent, just as expected. He used this resonance to further refine and condense the two, and with the help of the pressure, a portion of it was integrated into the Thousand Forged Tungsten Steel Sword.

With external pressure and the nascent spiritual energy of that sharp edge integrated into the sword, the thousand-forged tungsten steel sword actually revealed a dark light, and the power belonging to tungsten steel was finally activated.

The Douluo world is rich in the primordial energy of heaven and earth and various elemental powers. These energies not only serve as the foundation for the cultivation of Soul Masters and Soul Beasts, but also blend into metals to create special metals with different properties.

Once all the impurities are removed and the interior is made perfectly round, there is a certain chance of unleashing its inner power.

This phenomenon is only found in thousand-times-forged metals in Douluo Continent III. Even the future master craftsman Lou Gao only managed to unleash the sharpness of the Deep Sea Silver Mother after sacrificing himself.

This thousand-times-forged tungsten steel sword had been forged by Tian Hao for three years, and its interior was already pure and perfectly round. However, he also encountered the problem of Lou Gao, and was unable to unleash the power within.

Now, with the stimulation of Chen Jianjun's Seven Killing Sword Intent, he has integrated his own spiritual power into it and finally guided out that power.

Ignoring the changes in the Thousand-Forged Tungsten Steel Sword, Tian Hao and the others charged up to their limit, and the power started to flow upward from their feet, combining with the explosive power from their calves, then to their thighs, waist, abdomen, chest, and finally to their arms.

That wasn't all. The lightning-attribute soul power further stimulated the body, causing the explosive power of the muscles and bones to increase dramatically, breaking the body's explosive limits.

Chapter Twenty-Three: A Soul Bone That Has Been Ten Thousand Years Old

"Clang!"

As all the power converged on the thousand-forged tungsten steel sword, it was suddenly drawn. A flash of sword light appeared, and the tip of the sword pierced straight at Chen Jianjun. Even Tian Hao's body leaned forward, with his legs, spine, arms, and the sword in his hand forming a near-perfect straight line.

This is a sword-drawing technique he has cultivated for over a decade, unleashing his full power in a single strike, further enhanced by the lightning attribute, making its power comparable to a century-old soul skill.

At the same time, that sharp spiritual characteristic merged with the holy light soul power, adding a sharp edge to the sword.

"it is good!"

With a glint in his eyes, Chen Jianjun exclaimed "Bravo!" He was overjoyed to see such a promising talent at the very end of his life.

He pointed his fingers like a sword, gathering the Seven Killings Sword Qi, and aimed at the incoming sword.

The boy, his sword, and his swordsmanship qualified him to take action.

The precise strike landed on the unsharpened sword tip, scattering all the power Tian Hao had gathered there, even shattering the holy light's edge.

Even the blade made of tungsten steel forged thousands of times developed cracks starting from the tip and quickly spreading throughout the entire blade.

As the sword blade cracked, its dark, oily sheen instantly dimmed and became barely perceptible.

After all, the two are far apart. Even if Chen Jianjun casually points out something, it is still beyond what Tian Hao can compare to.

The immense force caused Tian Hao's skin to split open, and blood flowed out, staining the hilt of the sword.

Upon receiving Tian Hao's blood, the light on the sword, which was about to dissipate, instantly subsided, giving the entire sword a feeling of being connected to him by flesh and blood, as if it had become an extension of his own arm.

This is a blood sacrifice!

As the blood sacrifice brought the sword to its perfect harmony with Tian Hao, the nascent form of that spiritual power also broke through further, no longer just a nascent form, but a sharp edge in itself.

This is not sword intent, and it is far from sword intent, but it has taken the first step towards sword intent, and can be considered as having entered the realm of sword intent.

Moreover, once the transformation is complete and stable, this sharpness attribute will be imprinted on one's mental power, forming a permanent talent that will not require time to slowly hypnotize and shape in the future, making it of great significance in actual combat.

"it is good!"

Sensing the sharp characteristics of that transformation, Chen Jianjun laughed again and said "Good!"

It is already quite remarkable that the young man has cultivated his swordsmanship to this level using a non-sword-wielding martial spirit, which shows how much effort he has put in.

He removed his finger, letting the remaining force of the sword continue its advance, piercing through his heart.

At the same time, the sword reached its limit, turning into countless tiny fragments that scattered, some of which remained inside Chen Jianjun's body.

"senior!"

Tian Hao was stunned and did not understand Chen Jianjun's actions.

"Qian Daoliu is strong, but he is not a swordsman, and his martial spirit is not a sword. Compared to dying at his hands, I would rather die at your hands, because you are a swordsman!"

Chen Jianjun laughed heartily, saying that as a swordsman, it would be a stroke of luck to die at the hands of another swordsman.

"I will continue down the path of kendo, teacher!"

Touched, Tian Hao grasped the remaining hilt of his sword, bowed, and addressed him as his teacher, his first teacher in swordsmanship!

"it is good!"

Chen Jianjun laughed heartily and said "good" again. It was truly a great blessing to have a swordsman student in the last moments of his life.

"Carry my teacher's blood to the very end!"

He gestured for the boy to take his blood, and said, "Having seen you, I have no regrets."

Moreover, the soul bone skill that the boy had just used had made him understand what the boy wanted his blood for, so he used his last strength to pave the way for the boy's sword path.

"I'm sorry, teacher!"

Tian Hao took out another drop of blood that he had prepared beforehand and smeared it on his brow, interrupting the effect of the previous soul skill. A yellow soul ring emerged from the soul bone in his head, and at the same time, he raised his hand and pressed it on the wound on Chen Jianjun's chest.

At the very moment his palm made contact with Chen Jianjun, a hidden power within the Martial Soul's spiritual sea was awakened.

Sensing the abnormality within his martial soul, Tian Hao ignored it for the time being and focused on extracting his teacher's blood first, as he couldn't hold on much longer.

"Soul Skill: Bloodsucking!"

Originating from the soul skill of the owner of that drop of blood, a suction force erupted from Tian Hao's palm, drawing out the blood from Chen Jianjun's body through the wound in his heart.

Even the blood-stained fragments of the sword were drawn in and mixed with the blood.

This is the effect of that soul skill: it can absorb the blood of others. If there is a wound and the other party does not use their soul power to resist, it can drain the blood from their body in an instant, making it extremely cruel and domineering.

However, the original effect of the original soul skill was to absorb from a distance, while Tian Hao's weakened version could only absorb by sticking close to it, but it could still absorb dryness.

But then a sudden change occurred. The martial spirit's spiritual sea suddenly erupted with a sucking force, drawing away a portion of power from Chen Jianjun's body.

Noticing the changes within his body, Chen Jianjun was surprised. After seeing Tian Hao's expression of surprise and doubt, he guessed that it was definitely not the boy's doing.

"I am increasingly looking forward to your future. Perhaps you can truly reach the pinnacle through swordsmanship alone."

After taking a deep look at the cheap student in front of him, Chen Jianjun stopped suppressing the backlash power within his body. His body quickly turned into dust and scattered. Even the soul bone fused within his body could not withstand that domineering backlash power and turned into dust as well.

Only one of the highest quality 100,000-year-old soul bones barely escaped turning to dust, but it still shattered into dozens of pieces.

After all, that was the backlash from Qian Daoliu's self-created demigod technique, which was far beyond what a 100,000-year-old soul bone could withstand. It shattered when it was attacked earlier.

"Pity!"

Qian Daoliu, standing atop the city wall, sensed the shattering of the 100,000-year-old soul bone and felt a pang of regret.

He knew that the War Soul Sect had a 100,000-year-old inherited soul bone, because a sect leader of the War Soul Sect had a 100,000-year-old soul ring thousands of years ago, which originated from a Holy Light Dragon. That soul bone had been passed down within the War Soul Sect ever since.

I thought it would be passed down forever, but it was shattered and destroyed today. The original power has been destroyed. What a pity.

It was also because the Holy Light attribute was too strong that his demigod skill was greatly amplified, thus destroying it along with the other two.

Qian Daoliu sighed, but Tian Hao did not. Before the broken bones could fall to the ground, he hurriedly stepped forward and used his soul power to wrap them up and put them into his storage soul tool.

Even a powerful figure like Chen Jianjun was reduced to dust, yet this thing survived, so its quality must be quite high.

Meanwhile, Tian Hao collected the dust that his teacher had turned into, took off his outer clothes and wrapped it up, which was considered as collecting his teacher's body. Afterwards, he found someone to send it to Chen Xin.

After doing all this, Tian Hao bowed gratefully to Qian Daoliu on the city wall, then ran back to the city gate to meet up with Xiao Ha, who was trembling all over.

After Tian Hao returned to his original position, Qian Daoliu withdrew his Angel Domain, spread his three pairs of wings, and flew towards the Douluo Palace.

With the distortion of light from the angelic realm gone and their vision restored, everyone recovered. However, looking at the empty ground before them, they couldn't understand what had just happened.

Seeing that there was nothing to see, the group had no choice but to return.

Only a few people curiously stepped forward to investigate the search, wanting to see what was going on or if any valuable items had been left behind.

"Did you discover anything?"

After everyone left, Tian Hao asked Xiao Ha, who had been biting his trouser leg and refusing to leave.

"Waaah!"

The highly intelligent little Ha gestured to follow, and they headed forward.

Tian Hao quickly followed and soon arrived at a damaged area of ​​ground with a huge claw mark on it.

"Such a huge claw mark, is that a Martial Soul True Form? It must be someone who came with the teacher, could it be that person?"