Chapitre 108: Chapter 108: One Sword, One Thought
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The sharp and majestic sword momentum, the roaring storm that swept through the sky, the coldness of the sword intent. Even the Sword Douluo felt startled and sensed a hint of danger.
Can't let my guard down!
"I am one with the sword!" Sword Douluo shouted, and a terrifying surge of soul power erupted from his body. Soul rings appeared around him, yellow, yellow-purple, black, black, black. Nine soul rings shimmered and emitted a terrifying aura, causing a huge hole to appear in the sky, as if piercing through the boundless expanse.
The fourth purple soul ring on his body flickered, activating his soul skill.
Unleashing murderous intent!
The Seven Kills Sword swept out a sharp and powerful sword aura, slashing toward Zeng Yi, who approached with resolute determination.
The fierce and sharp sword intent distorted the surrounding space. Whistling strong winds swept up countless withered leaves, and the sword intent attached to these leaves transformed them into sharp blades, accompanying the howling winds.
Zeng Yi tightly gripped the Ronin Sword, and a cold light gleamed from it. His body turned into a stream of light as he stared at the swiftly approaching fierce sword aura, carrying an unstoppable killing intent.
His speed seemed to have broken through the fabric of time. At this moment, Zeng Yi felt as if the entire space had turned pale, as if the flow of time had ceased to exist.
His pale eyes were filled with ferocious bloodshot veins. Microscopic cracks appeared on his skin, blood seeped out, the headband that tied his long hair broke, and his black hair scattered and swayed in the strong wind.
With a face covered in blood, he displayed a determined expression as he slashed his sword horizontally towards the dazzling sword radiance, like a moth flying into the flame, pursuing that most radiant moment of glory.
Just focus on the sword in front of me, and don't think about anything else!
Merge all my spirit, will, and beliefs into this one strike.
One second is enough!
Let me unleash the most dazzling sword in this instant, radiate the final brilliance!
One sword! One thought!
Zeng Yi roared, venting his emotions, swinging the Ronin Sword. Fierce gusts of wind blew, combining with the sharp sword intent, creating a powerful storm of sword blades.
The blade of Ronin Sword turned into a flow of Qi, and a faint black line appeared in the space, fleeting in an instant.
Zeng Yi's Winds of Decisive Slash! clashed with the Sword Douluo's fourth soul skill, Unleashing Murderous Intent. The silver, sharp sword body contained terrifying sword intent as it struck against the fierce sword energy.
In an instant, as if the entire space had frozen, the world turned gray.
The two attacks collided, and instantly, a loud energy explosion resounded through the sky. An invisible shockwave spread from the center, and the fierce sword energy washed over the entire sky and earth. The howling wind stirred up sand and dust, and the overwhelming soul power fluctuations combined with the aggressive sword momentum made the entire space heavy and dull.
Damn it! How did it turn out like this?
Seeing the rampant energy storm, Sword Douluo's expression turned ugly, and he cursed inwardly.
Is that kid dead?
In this situation, Sword Douluo couldn't help but panic. He got too absorbed in the fight just now and didn't pay attention to many things.
Moreover, the power of that kid's previous strike was enough to kill a Soul Emperor, even severely wound a weaker Soul Saint. If he didn't use soul power and soul skills, relying solely on swordsmanship, he wouldn't be able to withstand that strike.
The sword energy recklessly ravaged the devastated battlefield. In the midst of the furious energy storm, a figure flew out, and it was Zeng Yi.
The final strike's power still couldn't pose a threat to a Title Douluo...
A bitter smile appeared on his blood-stained face.
He was weak, unable to hold the sword in his hand any longer. His palm weakly loosened, and the Ronin Sword fell, dissipating into particles of light that dissipated in the air.
Zeng Yi felt his eyelids growing heavier, and his consciousness began to blur.
Everything... is over...
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Just as Zeng Yi was about to fall to the ground, a figure instantly appeared beside him, catching him steadily before landing on the ground.
This person was none other than the Sword Douluo, Chen Xin.
He sensed Zeng Yi's breath, and at this moment, Zeng Yi's weak breath was barely perceptible, faintly wavering like a candle flame in the wind, as if it would vanish in the next moment.
Chen Xin's face grew even more unsightly.
He wanted to make Zeng Yi suffer a bit, but he didn't want to kill him! If he died, who would he use to form the marital alliance with the Holy Maiden of the Martial Soul Hall? Moreover, after witnessing Zeng Yi's talent in swordsmanship, he, who originally disliked the young man, had begun to appreciate this sword genius. Even if it wasn't for the Martial Soul Hall's reasons, Chen Xin was determined to take this young man as his disciple.
Having witnessed the power of Zeng Yi's last strike, Chen Xin was certain that this person could surpass the limits of swordsmanship and break through that realm, becoming the number one in the entire continent.
In the future world of soul masters, those who would dominate the entire continent wouldn't be that Clear Sky Clan or the Angels Clan, but the path of the sword.
The strongest martial soul on the continent, the sword! The strongest path, the path of the sword!
For Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo, this was his lifelong desire. He might not be able to achieve it himself, but he firmly believed that this youth could reach that pinnacle.
He absolutely couldn't let him die.
Quickly protecting Zeng Yi's meridians with soul power, Chen Xin took out a healing elixir from the spatial soul tool and gave it to Zeng Yi. As one of the two elder guardians of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, which was the richest sect among the top three sects, their wealth could possibly surpass the treasuries of the two great empires. Chen Xin possessed a variety of treasures, and the healing medicine he took out was naturally the best.
A verdant liquid, imbued with immense life force, dripped onto Zeng Yi's pale lips. Chen Xin used soul power to guide the medicine into his mouth. The potent healing power instantly invaded the broken and battered body, repairing Zeng Yi's physical injuries.
After a while, seeing Zeng Yi's breath stabilize, Chen Xin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
However...
When he saw a strand of white hair appearing in Zeng Yi's black hair, Chen Xin's mood became serious again.
Indeed, the state just now came with a great price. It was impossible to have such a powerful sword move without any consequences.
Sighing inwardly, Chen Xin naturally understood what the appearance of white hair meant. It was a sign of consuming one's own life force. If not handled properly, it would leave serious hidden dangers.
But in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, there were numerous spiritual treasures, and replenishing the consumed life force was still achievable.
Let the sect handle it later. Chen Xin thought to himself, and with a thought, the Seven Kills Sword appeared. A brilliant white light radiated, and the Seven Kills Sword transformed into a gigantic sword, floating horizontally in the air.
Using soul power, Chen Xin levitated Zeng Yi, Yan Que, and Xiao Ju on the sword's body. He then also leaped onto the sword, stood with his hands behind his back, facing a certain direction, controlled the sword to fly, and disappeared into the sky.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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