Chapter 295 Sword fighting, who is the first!
"Elder Yan single-handedly took down Haotian. He is very powerful. Today, all parties are gathered together. Why don't you let us have a look."
The first person to speak was Emperor Xueye.
This was the result of secret discussions between him and the other two sects and even the Star Luo Empire.
Since Wuhun Palace is stepping on Tang Hao's reputation, then they will also be stepping on Yan Chixia's reputation.
All in all, they have to forcefully take a piece of the pie, otherwise the reputation of Wuhun Palace will be huge, Haotian will not be able to hide, and the people of the mainland will be eaten away by Wuhun Palace bit by bit.
And leading the fuse to Yan Chixia is the best conspiracy.
If Wuhun Palace accepts the challenge, they will let Sword Fighter Luo Chenxin use the excuse of practicing swordsmanship to dampen Yan Chixia's spirit.
It would be better if Wuhundian refused to fight.
This news will be spread throughout the continent the next day. Why doesn't Wuhun Palace refuse to fight? Maybe it's because of cowardice.
This is to achieve the purpose of damaging the reputation of Wuhun Palace.
Faced with Emperor Xue Ye's "provocation", Shen An looked at his nose, his nose at his mouth, and his mouth at his heart. This matter was left to Bibi Dong to handle. He was not suitable to dominate the scene.
At the same time, Shen An couldn't help but complain in his heart. Seeing Emperor Xue Ye and others jumping around in front of him, he always felt a little funny.
Shen An could clearly see the power of the sword of the great priest in Wuhun Hall.
If that great priest came out of the mountain and defeated three sects with one person and one sword, Shen An wouldn't question it.
Shen An couldn't figure out why the other party didn't take action. It was because he had too high moral standards, was uninterested in world affairs, or had other hidden agendas.
Here Shen An couldn't help but lament why he didn't take a closer look at Douluo Continent before traveling through time.
Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed. When the opponent made a move, she had to take it. A fight was inevitable. It was just a question of who to fight and how to fight.
"Since you all are so willing, then ten elders, are you willing?" Bibi Dong said.
"I respect the Pope's decree and do everything I can."
"Then please~"
"In that case, why not let me, the Supreme Elder of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Chen Xin, fight with him? We are both practitioners of swordsmanship, and we may be able to benefit from this battle."
Ning Fengzhi spoke before Bibi Dong spoke, so as not to be picked on by this pope.
In this battle, there is no chance of victory but no loss. Naturally, Chen Xin, who is the strongest, is the most suitable candidate. That old guy Yu Yuanzhen is even worse.
Bibi Dong said calmly: "There may be something wrong with this. Sword Douluo has the reputation of being the best attacker in the mainland, and the title of Sword Dao Chen Xin is already intimidating."
While speaking, Bibi Dong was cursing secretly in her heart. The other party asked Yu Yuanzhen to come forward, and she thought there was a possibility of a draw between Shen An.
Only Chen Xin is different. In the last battle, this person fought one against three without losing. Now two years later, he is even more unfathomable.
If you let him come, wouldn't that be bullying?
"As a fellow swordsman, I feel really itchy when I see the tenth elder's sword spirit and sword aura. I know that I have a lot of stupidity, and my soul power realm is still superior. To show fairness, no soul skills are used. Let's just talk about it. How about a sword?”
Chen Xin stepped forward. He was an upright person. Although he understood that this battle must be won, he did not want to take advantage of it.
Ning Fengzhi sighed slightly in his heart. According to his thoughts, Chen Xin, with his ninety-seventh level of soul power and his superb swordsmanship, would definitely be able to win. This was also the safest way.
But his Uncle Jian has already said so, so that can only be the case.
Fortunately, Ning Fengzhi believed in Chen Xin's swordsmanship. After all, the title of the highest peak of swordsmanship in the mainland was not for nothing.
Moreover, Shen An still learned a lot about this first peak in the hands of that cat.
Thinking of this, that amazing figure also appeared in Ning Fengzhi's mind.
After hearing this, Bibi Dong looked at Shen An. If Shen An didn't have confidence, she would find a way to find someone else.
Hearing Chen Xin's suggestion, Shen An was greatly moved. He wanted to see who was stronger and weaker with his current swordsmanship and Chen Xin's current level.
To be honest, Shen An was already vomiting blood in a sword fight with Tom. That horse was a complete alpha cat.
No matter how advanced Shen An's swordsmanship is, Tom will always be just the slightest bit better than Shen An.
This feeling is maddening.
Alpha cats are difficult to beat, so it’s best to beat real people to test your own skills.
Shen An cast a confident look, as if to say leave it to him, no problem.
When Bibi Dong received the reply, she still felt a little guilty. She didn't want to lose face just after she gained it.
After pondering for a while, she said: "In that case, let's limit it to a hundred swords. Otherwise, if the two of us fight endlessly, it would not be beautiful."
Before Ning Fengzhi nodded, Chen Xin agreed first. He was confident enough in himself.
His sword was honed from countless big and small battles, but this Yan Chixia appeared out of nowhere.
Judging from his sword intent, he must be a swordsman genius, but isn't it true that he has a worldly heart?
"Ten elders, please!"
A sharp sword light flashed from Chen Xin's eyes, and the next moment, there was a sword in front of him.
The whole body is clear blue, like a long sword carved like crystal. There are nine stars on the sword, which are transformed from nine soul rings.
"The sword is four feet three inches long, three inches wide, and the handle is one foot two inches long. It is called: Seven Kills!"
Sword Douluo held his sword piously and said.
Shen An also smiled, and he was also full of expectations.
The nine-leaf sword grass appeared in the hand, and the six true and three false soul rings appeared first and then disappeared.
"The body is just the carrier of the sword. The way of sword exists in the heart. My sword is more important than its meaning. Sword Douluo, please!"
‘The way of the sword lies in the heart. ’ Chen Xin chewed on this sentence in his heart, his eyes were bright and he seemed to have some insights.
"Interesting, I am a fool of old age. In that case, it is up to you to draw the sword first!"
"Come!"
Shen An shouted loudly, and his sword power continued to rise. The long sword in his hand let out a clear sword roar, and the sword intent that chopped off the sun, moon and stars rushed out crazily.
Sword Qi, sword power, and sword intention are all integrated into this shocking sword!
In an instant, the long sword came in front of Chen Xin. Behind the sword's edge, there were thousands of magnificent sword shadows following it. Its fierce momentum seemed to be irresistible in front of him.
"Well done!"
An indescribable momentum exploded from Chen Xin's body, and a black sword light suddenly arrived, blocking the sword in Shen An's hand, so that Shen An had to retreat to relieve the pressure.
The sword light emitted by the Seven Kills Sword was not the color of Chen Xin's own soul power, but the sword was so fast and powerful that it broke through the space and revealed another dimension.
Both of them were delighted to see the hunter, and they fought together with swords without hesitation.
Thousands of sword shadows and dazzling sword light strangled each other, making everyone watching the battle tremble with fear.
The more Chen Xin beat, the more frightened he became. Apart from the cat and the great priest of Wuhun Hall, this was the first time he met someone who could equal him in the art of swordsmanship.
In the first fifty swords, he saw the shadows of countless sword masters in Shen An's swords.
He is not afraid. He is not defeated by any master of swordsmanship. In terms of swordsmanship, he may not be afraid even if he goes to the great enshrinement master. The light of the sword was like a net, like a weave, like a light like a sword, changing in extreme ways, and the two continued to fight.
After the eightieth sword, Chen Xin was already aware of the danger, as if he saw his once weak self facing powerful enemies one after another with superb skills.
He was not afraid, he was better than them.
Chen Xin calmly handed out sword after sword. He would grow rapidly in the battle and win the battle.
Until one hundred and twenty swords later, the two were still fighting, like a river or a mountain. Each sword was full of murderous intent, and a slight mistake would lead to death.
Everyone watched mesmerized, fighting like this was the pinnacle of their skills, and they seemed to forget that the two of them had already passed the Hundred Swords.
Even Qian Daoliu looked solemnly from the top of the mountain.
If there's anyone in the world who doesn't care, it's a cat and a mouse wearing dog head hoods.
Tom took a bite of the grilled fish and glanced at it casually. He just had to live with it. He could only say that he needed to practice more.
The two people in the battle were surrounded by sword energy, and there was endless sword energy pouring out from every pore, intertwining like clouds and mist.
During the sword-to-sword confrontation, Chen Xin saw his own shadow in Shen An's sword in a daze.
No, even better!
He was surprised at Shen's spirituality in the way of swordsmanship, but also felt a sense of fear deep in his heart.
If there is anyone who cannot be defeated in the art of swordsmanship, it must be myself who is the best in the world.
Every sword thrown by Chen Xin at this time became more and more difficult, and his mental strength was greatly depleted.
Suddenly, a sword light burst out from Chen Xin's eyes. Shen An grew so fast that it was like a piece of peerless jade, blooming with unparalleled brilliance under his sword energy.
‘I can’t delay any longer, I have to put all my strength into one sword, otherwise I will definitely lose if I delay for a long time. ’ Chen Xin thought.
He is not necessarily obsessed with winning or losing, but this battle is of great importance and must not be lost.
Chen Xin faced the mighty sword light and shuttled freely in it. Suddenly a sword pierced out and the dimension was broken.
This sword condensed all his energy and spirit, and the surrounding space was torn apart. The sword energy was as powerful as a river turning upside down, and as if the world was turned upside down.
Facing this stunning sword, Shen An suddenly discovered that after fighting with Alpha Cat for a long time, and under Chen Xin's offensive, he completely transformed his kendo skills into kendo cultivation.
What was originally the pinnacle of swordsmanship in his eyes has now been surpassed by him, and he is the new peak of swordsmanship (excluding the alpha cat).
In an instant, Shen An found the weakest generation among thousands of sword lights, and faced the sword edge with sword edge!
"Zheng!"
After a sword strike, Shen An retreated violently, followed by Chen Xin. Both of them were panting at the same time, as if they were exhausted.
"Sword Douluo, the promise of a hundred swords has passed, how about you and I are evenly matched this time." Shen An clasped his fists and said. Chen Xin had given him some advice, so he naturally wanted to give him a step up and not let him lose his life.
Besides, it's enough to use Tang Hao as his achievement to sell Wuhun Palace, why bother to use Sheng Chenxin to build momentum for Wuhun Palace.
Chen Xin nodded silently. He always felt that Shen An didn't break his sword with force. The tenth elder definitely still had the strength to spare, but he didn't know why he deliberately said the words of a draw.
Bibi Dong's eyes were filled with joy. Shen An really gave him a surprise. He killed Tang Hao and defeated Sword Douluo, but at the same time he was grateful.
On the opposite side were Emperor Xueye and others. Their faces were as gloomy as water, and they looked at Yan Chixia fearfully.
Damn it, he got it.
It is conceivable that the voices that some people originally suspected were because Tang Hao's broken arm was injured so that the tenth elder could capture him, will definitely disappear after this battle.
That was Chen Xin, a ninety-seventh level titled Douluo, even on the day when the Soul Master Competition ended, one against three, he still managed to win.
Even though Chen Xin didn't use soul skills and the two competed purely with swordsmanship, Yan Chixia was so terrifying to be able to be on par with such a being.
What's more, they also have spies in Wuhun City.
This tenth elder is only in his early fifties this year. In the long age of a titled Douluo, he can be called young. His future development is absolutely unlimited.
With anxiety about the future, the four major forces left Wuhun City worriedly.
"Uncle Jian, did you agree to a tie because the Hundred Swords Agreement has passed?" Ning Fengzhi asked suddenly.
Chen Xin shook his head slowly, only he knew what he had experienced.
"If the swordsmanship of these ten elders is used at full strength, they can definitely suppress me."
There was both frustration and fighting spirit in Chen Xin's tone. His sword heart was not wiped out by the momentary defeat. On the contrary, he was very happy and happy that the path of swordsmanship had endless future ahead.
"However, this tenth elder is really strange. He has never made his name on the mainland before, which means that he has been living in seclusion. But this unsharpened sword can actually defeat me."
Chen Xin said strangely that true strength must be tempered in battles, but Yan Chixia, he really couldn't see through it.
After all, Chen Xin never imagined that Yan Chixia was Shen An. Although Shen An was crushing him all the way, he still had an alpha cat as his training partner.
Ning Fengzhi also sighed: "I hope we can last a little longer. If Shen An can grow up and come back, he may have the ability to reverse the situation on his own."
Chen Xin nodded. In their opinion, Shen An was so stunning that she couldn't hide the news from Xing Luo. The Soul Emperor could kill Soul Douluo.
It is conceivable that once Shen An reaches the realm of Titled Douluo, he will definitely become the strongest among them immediately.
Ning Fengzhi slowly shook his head again: "This boy has disappeared now, and there is no new news. Rongrong is talking about it all day long."
As soon as these words came out, Chen Xin was also worried: "This kid is so provoking. Not only Rong Rong, even Zhu Zhuqing, the disciple of Old Bones, talks about him all day long, and the cat girl Shen Yu."
"Alas!"
The granddaughter slave and the daughter slave sighed at the same time.
Ning Rongrong had a deep affection for Shen An, but they were not very optimistic that Shen An would be devoted to Ning Rongrong in the future.
——
In the Pope's Palace, there were only Bibi Dong and Shen An in Nuo Da's meeting hall.
Bibi Dong laughed heartily.
She touched the ground with her scepter, and a silent soul power barrier was laid.
Pay attention, she is about to start painting the cake, and always give some hope to the employees who have made great achievements.
"Yan Chixia, Yan Chixia, you really gave me another big surprise."
"You are my confidant. I will never treat you badly in the future. In terms of strength, you are already the strongest group in the mainland."
"In terms of honor and power, you are now the tenth elder of Wuhun Palace. The only ones above you are the heads of the three sects and the thrones of the two empires."
"It's still early. I promise that within the next three years, even if you want to become the master of the three sects, I will help you achieve it."
Shen An's eyes twitched, he could taste the flames of war, and Bibi Dong's appearance clearly meant that he wanted to participate in some important events.
‘How about taking this opportunity to inquire about the traces of Xue Qinghe. ’ Shen An thought for a moment and was about to ask.
(End of chapter)