As dusk deepened, swords clashed across the riverbank.
Su Zui gritted his teeth, mustered all his strength, and desperately held on against Sword Douluo's relentless attacks.
A deafening roar erupted as metal clashed, sending shockwaves that whipped up fine sand from the riverbank, sending it flying everywhere.
Su Zui's arm, gripping the Great Luo Sword Embryo, trembled violently. His tiger's mouth burned with pain, Sisi traces of blood trickled down the hilt of the sword.
The gravel beneath his feet crumbled and he slid backward seven or eight steps, his shoes carving two deep furrows in the sand.
Chen Xin's sword strike did not utilize Soul Rings; it was purely based on sword intent, Soul Power, and swordsmanship skills.
Chen Xin intended to use his purest swordsmanship to deliver the heaviest blow to Su Zui.
"Not bad, you managed to catch my first sword strike." Chen Xin said calmly, a hint of curiosity and appreciation on his face.
In his mind, his first sword strike would be enough to defeat Su Zui and even directly damage his swordsmanship.
Unexpectedly, Su Zui actually withstood the sword strike, which made Sword Douluo's interest in Su Zui grow even stronger.
This kid's swordsmanship seems to have reached a high level.
"This is just the beginning. Now, I'm going to unleash my full power."
Before he finished speaking, Chen Xin took a light step and suddenly rushed forward.
Sword Douluo's speed does not rely on the sudden acceleration of Soul Power bursts, but on the smooth and flowing movements that come after the swordsmanship has reached its pinnacle.
The man moved with the sword, and the sword moved with the man. The entire space of the riverbank was locked down by his sword intent. Su Zui's routes to dodge left and right were blocked long before he even drew his sword.
The second sword strike, again, did not utilize Soul Skills; it was simply an ordinary horizontal slash.
The cyan sword light spread out, like a long, narrow ribbon, sweeping along the ground towards Su Zui's waist and abdomen.
Where the sword wind swept past, fist-sized pebbles on the riverbank were sliced in two, leaving smooth, flat cuts.
Su Zui dared not take the attack head-on. He sank his Soul Power under his feet and leaped backward, while the Great Luo Sword Embryo blocked in front of him.
Buzz!
The sword light grazed the side of the sword's core, and the Berserk sword energy swept across Su Zui's shoulder, instantly tearing a hole in his outer garment and causing a sharp pain in his skin.
After landing, Su Zui immediately pulled back to create distance, her heart pounding wildly.
Chen Xin's sword, every move is measured and deliberate.
But it is precisely this ease of control that is most frightening. The moment he has a thought, the sword's edge shifts, as if it could pierce Su Zui's chest in the next instant.
"All you do is hide?"
Chen Xin chuckled lightly, a hint of coldness in his voice, "Is this your sword? After cultivating it for so long, has all you've learned been how to dodge?"
"A true strong person dares to face the bleakness of life and the dripping blood. Even if the next strike will tear flesh from their skin, they will draw their sword without hesitation."
As soon as he finished speaking, nine Soul Rings rose up from beneath Chen Xin's feet in succession: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, black, and so on, swirling around his body.
"Since you love to dodge so much, I'll see how you dodge this sword strike! Third Soul Skill, Flat Flow Like Water!"
As Chen Xin unleashed his Soul Skill, a gentle yet irresistible ripple of sword energy spread outward from the Seven Kill Sword.
Su Zui felt a tremendous force crashing into him, as if the air around him had frozen, and his body was uncontrollably thrown backward.
He gritted his teeth and channeled his Soul Power. The surface of the Great Luo Sword Embryo shone brightly with golden light, and golden sword patterns flowed along the sword body, forcefully creating a layer of sword energy in front of him.
Bang!
The ripples collided with the sword energy, and the sand beneath Su Zui's feet continued to surge backward, pushing him backward continuously, his back feeling slightly stuffy.
At the same moment, Su Zui's Heavenly Eye Martial Soul appeared between his eyebrows. He wanted to use his mental attack to disrupt Chen Xin's rhythm, but as soon as the thought crossed his mind, it was gently twisted by the sword intent released by Chen Xin, and the mental fluctuation was completely dissipated.
"Trying to use Mental Interference?" Chen Xin raised an eyebrow. "It won't work against me."
Having cultivated swordsmanship to such a level, his Divine Soul and sword intent were fused together, and his mind was as firm as an ancient rock, so that ordinary mental attacks could not shake him in the slightest.
Moreover, Chen Xin has already reached the point of Unity of Man and Sword; the sword is me, and I am the sword.
With a flick of his wrist, Chen Xin raised the Seven Kill Sword upwards, its light suddenly changing from soft to hard.
"Fourth Soul Skill: Murderous Aura Revealed."
A highly refined cyan sword blade shot out through the air, its speed so fast that its trajectory was almost impossible to track, heading straight for Su Zui's face.
Su Zui's pupils contracted sharply, and he no longer held back, his Soul Power surging wildly within him.
"Explosive Flame Sky-Rending Claw."
Boom!
The two forces collided, exploding into a dazzling ball of light, with heat waves carrying sword energy sweeping outwards.
The river water was pounded and surged high, the spray hitting the pebbles on the riverbank with a crackling sound.
This time, Su Zui was not directly knocked back; his feet were firmly planted in the sand, but his arms were numb, his meridians ached, and his Soul Power was being consumed rapidly.
Even Su Zui felt a suffocating sense of pressure when faced with Chen Xin's attack. After all, this was a Level 96 Super Douluo, and Chen Xin's attack power was among the best in the Level 96.
"That's interesting."
Chen Xin let out a soft sigh of admiration.
Despite his admiration, he didn't slow down his attacks in the slightest.
The Seven Kill Sword twirled in mid-air, creating intricate sword flowers, and countless tiny cyan sword lights appeared out of thin air, densely hovering around Su Zui.
Sixth Soul Skill: Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Origin.
Thousands of sword energies hovered in the twilight, each carrying a sharp, murderous aura, sealing off all of Su Zui's escape routes.
"Let's see how you handle this move."
Chen Xin pointed his fingertips forward.
The sword energy, like a swarm of bees emerging from their hive, shot towards Su Zui from all directions. There was no blind spot.
Su Zui a deep breath, no longer thinking about blocking all the sword energy.
He poured most of his Soul Power into the Great Luo Sword Embryo, and the sword spun rapidly in front of him, forming a ring of golden sword wheels. At the same time, he activated his Divine Speed, and his figure moved constantly through the gaps in the dense sword energy.
Two to the power of 7, 128 times Divine Speed.
With this speed boost, it was as if a defensive shield had been installed around Su Zui.
Ding ding--
Countless sword energies collided with the spinning sword wheel, shattering continuously, creating a series of crisp collision sounds.
Occasionally, stray sword energies would slip past his arms and calves, leaving shallow cuts on his skin, and waves of pain would follow.
Chen's gaze remained fixed on Su Zui.
He could see the tenacity in this young man. Even though his Soul Power was almost depleted and he had many wounds on his body, he showed no intention of admitting defeat or backing down.
At this moment, Chen Xin's gaze softened slightly; he seemed to see his own reflection in Su Zui.
But he didn't stop.
Rongrong is the precious little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School; not just anyone can bully her.
He wanted to get revenge for Rongrong.
The sword energy gradually dissipated, shattering into countless blue light specks that vanished into the air.
Su Zui was panting heavily, his forehead covered in cold sweat, and his gray cloth outfit was torn in several places by sword energy, with blood seeping through. His hand holding the Great Luo Sword Embryo was trembling slightly, and his Soul Power had been mostly exhausted.
"Can you still stand?"
Chen Xin slowly raised the Seven Kill Sword, and the seventh pitch-black Soul Ring slowly lit up behind him.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Seven Kill True Body."