Douluo Continent: Starting with a Tom Cat

With Chen Xin's cultivation level, even someone stronger than him couldn't approach silently, yet Tom managed to do it. How could he not be shocked?

Tom angrily gestured with his hands and mouth, leaving Sword Douluo completely bewildered.

Chen Xin wasn't angry; these people were obviously her little princess's friends. She just looked at Ning Rongrong, puzzled.

Ning Rongrong also looked at Shen An blankly. Tom had conveyed too much information this time, and she couldn't translate it all.

Shen An took out the cigar he had just smoked, quickly put it in Tom's mouth, cut it off with a snap, and then respectfully lit it for Emperor Tang.

Tom took a deep breath and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke, creating an animated image of white smoke rising into the sky.

A cat was cooking in the kitchen. After the food was served, the three people and the cat enjoyed their meal at the table.

"Pfft, hahaha!"

Shen An and the others couldn't help but laugh. This was Tom's rebuttal to Chen Xin's claim that Ning Rongrong wasn't eating well. Saying that Ning Rongrong wasn't eating well was tantamount to denying Tom's cooking skills.

Chen Xin fell silent. What breed of cat was this? It could sneak up on him without him noticing, and then smoke and exhale a series of images.

"Alright, Grandpa Jian, let's not stand outside anymore. Let's go inside and talk. Introduce me to my friends."

After entering the house, Ning Rongrong introduced everything to Chen Xin one by one.

"This is Shen An, the owner of this teahouse. Hehe, his martial spirit is also a sword. Grandpa Sword, you can give him some pointers when you have time."

Chen Xin nodded slightly. Many people wanted to seek his guidance but could not get it. However, since Ning Rongrong had said so, Chen Xin decided that he could give her some pointers.

"This is Zhu Zhuqing. We were both students at Shrek Academy, but we stopped attending later."

Chen Xin frowned slightly, not because she was targeting Zhu Zhuqing, but because she was thinking that she had been too lenient with her earlier attack.

My little princess is so outstanding, it must be Shrek Academy's fault that she's not going to school.

"This is Tom, Shen An's pet cat. An incredibly magical cat."

Tom looked at Chen Xin smugly. Seeing Tom's extraordinary appearance, Chen Xin couldn't help but ask, "Young man, are you selling this cat?"

Shen An couldn't help but rub his forehead. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is full of rich dogs. They ask Tom if he's for sale as soon as they see him.

Chapter 66 The Sword Douluo Who Couldn't Wait

"I'm sorry, Tom is my partner and my family. I won't sell him," Shen An politely declined.

Chen Xin wasn't angry. He had only mentioned it because he saw Tom's extraordinary abilities, since the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was a large and wealthy family. But since Shen An wouldn't sell, he wouldn't force him.

Tom, on the other hand, immediately bared his teeth when he heard that Chen Xin wanted to buy it. "Humph, anyone who tries to kidnap me is a bad guy."

Shen An looked at Tom with a terrified expression, fearing that Tom would go up and give Chen Xin a set of cat punches.

A level 96 Super Douluo! Just now, Flander's aura almost overwhelmed Shen An, but this big shot overwhelmed Flander with just his aura.

Fortunately, Tom was a cowardly cat; at most, he would hide behind people and bare his teeth without actually attacking. Chen Xin didn't care, and Shen An couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The atmosphere was a bit tense for a moment, after all, a super big shot was sitting right next to you. How could that person keep a calm mind? Well, Tom doesn't count, Tom is a cat, not a person.

Chen Xin was naturally aware that his presence made Rongrong's friends a little reserved, so he decided to speak up to ease the atmosphere. What should he use as a starting point? He had an idea.

“Rongrong, I heard from people in the sect that you were bullied in Soto City. Tell your grandfather who it was, and your grandfather will help you get revenge.”

As soon as Chen Xin spoke, the air in the room suddenly turned cold. Flander's miserable state was still vivid in his mind. He hadn't even made a move against Ning Rongrong yet, and had only threatened her with words. But just as he was about to make a move, Chen Xin interrupted his spellcasting.

Shen Anke really scared Ning Rongrong to tears. Although they had gotten along well these past few days, it was hard to guarantee that Ning Rongrong wouldn't unleash her mischievous nature and bite him to vent her anger.

Shen An's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. Zhu Zhuqing looked at Shen An with a hint of sympathy, then quietly moved away from him, afraid of getting splattered with blood.

Shen An glanced nervously at Ning Rongrong, signaling with his eyes that she shouldn't say anything, out of consideration for their good relationship these past few days and for Tom's sake.

Since transmigrating, Shen An has always been the one beating others. If possible, Shen An would rather not be beaten by others. He has never experienced this feeling, but he is sure it is not a pleasant experience.

Ning Rongrong gave a wicked smile, stretched out her slender hand and gestured a number behind her back, her delicate face secretly glancing at Shen An, who nodded hastily.

Ning Rongrong instantly felt like she was missing out, what a loss! It seems Shen An still has a lot in reserve. How infuriating!

She had just gestured an eight, meaning she wanted eight cases of Coke, and to her surprise, Shen An agreed without the slightest hesitation.

However, the little witch kept her promise. Since the deal was done, she would not tell Grandpa Sword about Shen An bullying her for now, but would tell Grandpa Sword later if Shen An made her unhappy.

Ning Rongrong thought to herself, "Although I like to tell the truth, telling a little white lie now and then shouldn't be a big deal."

"Oh, Grandpa Jian, it's alright. The one who bullied me was just a little thief."

"When Rongrong's soul power increases in the future, I will smash his head with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. If he dares to fight back, I will ask Grandpa Sword to stand up for me."

Ning Rongrong clung to Chen Xin's arm and kept acting coquettishly; Shen An and the others had never seen Ning Rongrong like this before.

However, Chen Xin was no ordinary person; he noticed all the subtle actions between Shen An and Ning Rongrong.

On the surface, Chen Xin remained calm, but in reality, she secretly took out her notebook and made a note for Shen An.

Chen Xin glanced at Shen An and thought to herself, "This kid doesn't seem special at all. He's just average. It's surprising that Rongrong would forgive him and cover for him."

Chen Xin inexplicably felt that her delicate little cabbage, which she had cultivated for many years, was about to be eaten by a pig, even though this pig looked handsome.

"Alright, alright, since the little princess has said so, then it must have been handled perfectly. My Rongrong has really grown up this time." Chen Xin just smiled and went along with Ning Rongrong.

It's okay, let's go along with Rongrong for now. Anyway, I remember Rongrong asked me to give this kid some pointers, and it's reasonable that I was a little bit too heavy-handed during the pointers, right?

Acting on a whim, Chen Xin was never one to procrastinate, so he said casually:

"Rongrong, it seems you've received a lot of care from your friends while you've been away. Grandpa should thank them. How about we stretch our muscles a bit today since we have nothing else to do?"

"Young brother, would you be willing to exchange a few blows with this old man?" Chen Xin said with a kind and benevolent expression.

Wow, this old man is so kind! He wanted to give me some pointers as soon as we met. Shen An thought that Sword Douluo Chen Xin was truly a good person willing to mentor younger generations.

To be honest, Shen An has always played in low-level matches, where the players' skills and tactics are all rather unsatisfactory.

He was very willing to be taught by a titled Douluo who was known as the number one swordsman in Douluo.

"Hehe, I didn't lie to you, did I? I said I'd have my Grandpa Sword guide you, and I will."

"Haha, yes, yes, Miss Ning Rongrong is a woman of her word. It's my good fortune to be friends with Miss Ning Rongrong."

Shen An flattered her from the side, which made Ning Rongrong giggle repeatedly.

Chen Xin watched as her little cabbage was being coaxed into a silly grin by Shen An, and felt a little resentful. "Hmph, you'll be crying soon enough."

"Then what are we waiting for? This space is too small, it's inconvenient to fight, cough cough, I mean we can't move freely. Let's go outside the city," Chen Xin said calmly.

Chen Xin immediately led Shen An and the others to the city outskirts, appearing somewhat impatient along the way. He even offered to use his martial spirit to fly Shen An and the others there immediately.

Shen An couldn't help but sigh, "Sword Douluo is truly a highly respected senior, so appreciative of talent and mentoring of younger generations. But it seems I haven't yet shown my talent."

When Chen Xin suggested traveling by sword, Ning Rongrong was the first to agree. She had spent the whole day playing with Tom in Soto City, so naturally she didn't want to walk.

The Seven Kill Sword instantly appeared, becoming enormous after Chen Xin infused it with soul power. The giant sword floated parallel to the ground, looking incredibly cool.

"Come on up, little ones."

Ning Rongrong stepped forward first, while Zhu Zhuqing and Shen An were somewhat embarrassed. How could they get on? Four people and one cat would be quite inconvenient. Although they could stand, physical contact was inevitable.

Shen An said, "I am not very talented, but I can barely travel by sword. I should not fall behind for too long. Senior Chen Xin can take the rest of them."

Shen An's sword-wielding soul skill has a very high potential for development, so Shen An spends his free time trying to control his sword, and has already achieved considerable results.

Shen An can now wield the longsword flexibly and use his soul power to stabilize himself. Of course, he cannot control the sword too much, otherwise he will easily lose his balance.

Chen Xin looked at Shen An in surprise. Unless the soul skill is the ability to fly on a sword, it is extremely difficult to do so by relying solely on skill and soul power.

However, Chen Xin didn't say anything more. Even if Shen An failed to fly on the sword, he thought it would be good to lose face in front of Ning Rongrong.

Then, if he accidentally hits the target again, it's like a double blessing for him.

A moment later, a huge longsword transformed into a streak of light and flew out of Soto City, followed by a slightly smaller streak of blue light, which appeared cautious, like a novice on the road.

Zhu Zhuqing, high in the sky, seemed slightly excited, while Tom was so-so, after all, he had been to the sky quite a few times before, both voluntarily and involuntarily.

Chapter 67 Huh? Your cat is teaching you how to use a sword?!

Chen Xin, who had already arrived at an open space, looked at Shen An in surprise. With his keen eyesight, it was not difficult to see that Shen An's skill was not a flight-type soul skill, but rather a kind of development of his martial soul.

True flight-type soul skills allow for unrestricted flight, unlike Shen An's cautious approach, which precisely demonstrates Shen An's potential.

Although he cannot fly at will yet, given time, as his soul power deepens and his skills become more proficient, Shen An will be able to soar freely in the sky.

Shen An landed slowly. For him, flying with the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass was not a problem. With the Sword Control Soul Skill, he could do whatever he wanted.

The only problem is that he can't guarantee that he can always be one with the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass. For example, if he does a 360-degree spin in the air, he will definitely fall.

Therefore, Shen Anfei was very cautious. After all, there are countless paths to take, but safety is the most important. If you are not careful when flying your sword, Tom will shed two lines of tears.

However, Shen An has recently been thinking about how to further develop the use of soul power in response to this problem, as he sees soul power as a kind of energy.

What he wants to study is how to transform energy into different forms, such as making highly concentrated soul power more aggressive after compression.

Alternatively, one could try to make the soul power sticky, like a magnet, so that he could fly on his sword more easily.

Chen Xin stared at the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass floating in the air, a question rising in his mind: how come this thing looks like a sword and also like grass?

Although its shape closely resembles a longsword, with its sharp power reaching the sky, Chen Xin could still sense that it was a grass-type martial soul.

However, it is astonishing that this martial spirit possesses such pure sword intent, with the purest sharpness untainted by any impurities.

The Seven Kill Sword is hailed as the pinnacle of sword-type martial spirits across the entire continent, but Chen Xin could clearly sense that, in terms of quality alone, the Seven Kill Sword was inferior to the sword grass in Shen An's hands.

At this moment, Chen Xin, whose soul power was as high as level 96, could feel his Seven Kill Sword trembling because of Shen An's martial soul. This was not fear, but excitement.

It is the excitement of the king of swords towards its own kind, a kind of hunting pleasure. Even though the quality of the Seven Kill Sword is not as good as the Nine Leaf Sword Grass, it still does not diminish the fighting spirit of the Seven Kill Sword.

This sword was forged into its brilliance as Chen Xin traversed the continent, achieving victory after victory. Rather than saying that Qi Sha made Chen Xin what he is today, it would be more accurate to say that the two complemented each other.

Chen Xin looked at Shen An with great interest and said, "Draw your sword. Talk is cheap. I will fight you with my sword skills and techniques, without using my soul power."

Shen An nodded seriously. The old man in front of him was the pinnacle of swordsmanship in Douluo Continent, so it was no exaggeration to take him seriously.

Shen An has been learning basic swordsmanship from Tom, and because of his love for swordsmanship, he is currently invincible whenever he makes a move.

Perhaps because most of the people he encountered were too incompetent, Shen An had no idea what his actual skill level was. Perhaps the old man in front of him could give him the answer.

Shen An's sword-wielding posture was extremely standard, and his originally gentle temperament instantly transformed into the sharp aura unique to a swordsman.

In Shen An's eyes, Chen Xin seemed to be one with heaven and earth, and there was no flaw to be found. In fact, Shen An felt at a loss as to where to start.

This made Shen An feel a sense of frustration. Was this a true master swordsman? He was definitely not a brute like Zhao Wuji.

However, since he was determined to fight, he had to go all out. Shen An mustered his fighting spirit, cleared away all distracting thoughts, and left only the purest fighting spirit.

Shen An had never been so focused before. His bright eyes were fixed on Chen Xin. Since there was no flaw, he would create one!

Chop, slash, stab, wipe...

Holding the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass in his hand, Shen An unleashed all his fierce sword techniques, but they were as still as stone sinking into the sea when facing Chen Xin.

Chen Xin remained motionless, showing no sign of using much power, yet the ancient Seven Kill Sword in his hand always managed to strike his weak points.

The clash of swords produced dazzling fireworks and a mesmerizing metallic sound.

Shen An relentlessly attacked, his Nine-Leaf Illusory Sword and Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, one real and one illusory, one above and one below, constantly unleashing sword energy as Shen An multitasked.

The cyan sword energy was incredibly sharp, yet when it struck Chen Xin, it vanished as if it had sunk into the sea. This was not soul power, but pure swordsmanship skill.

Ning Rongrong and the others watched the sparring match with excitement, admiring both Shen An's quick wit and Chen Xin's imposing presence.

It was absolutely dazzling and breathtaking, simply too wonderful.

Tom remained unmoved. Although the old man who tried to lure me away had decent swordsmanship, if that was all he was capable of, he couldn't compare to my old friend.

What Shen An didn't notice was that Chen Xin's admiration was growing stronger. Originally, Chen Xin had intended to take advantage of the opportunity to give guidance and bully Shen An, but now he had no intention of doing so.

Chen Xin could see it clearly: Shen An's sword was simply too spiritual. It was just the most basic sword move, yet it could be transformed into countless variations in Shen An's hands, as if it were a masterpiece. This was the most outstanding talent, the most beautiful jade.

Chen Xin devoted his life to the way of the sword. He had no children, let alone a successor. His lifelong wish was to reach the pinnacle of the way of the sword, surpass his father, and defeat Qian Daoliu.

But now, seeing such a peerless swordsmanship talent as Shen An, he was deeply moved. If he could pass on his skills and knowledge, it would be a wonderful thing.

"call!"

Shen An had used all his skills, but he was still no match for Chen Xin. This unfathomable feeling was just like when he fought Tom.

Chen Xin possesses a despair-inducing strength, making it impossible to discern the true extent of his power. Tom, on the other hand, is always just one step ahead of you, and so far, no one has ever seen Tom's limit.

However, this battle also allowed Shen An to witness a swordsmanship style different from Tom's.

If Tom's sword is like the Tao that gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, then the Tao is simple and profound.