In the deep Backyard of the Duke Residence stood a small Martial Arts Training Ground brushed by runes.
Moonlight spilled down gently, gilding the figures of Ximen Chuixue and Chen Jianjun as they stood facing each other in a layer of clear radiance.
"Begin!" Though Chen Cong's voice sounded slightly suppressed, it could not hide its warm quality as it pierced the air and stirred the heart.
Ximen Chuixue stood tall and straight, the Karma Fire Demon Blade gripped tightly in his hand seeming to draw power from the depths of the underworld. Deep-blue flames coiled around the blade, like sprites dancing within ice and also like undying fire in an abyss, releasing a heart-stopping might as they flowed.
As for Chen Jianjun, the Seven Kill Sword had appeared in all its glory. Purple Thunder circled the blade, and every faint tremor seemed capable of stirring wind and cloud, heralding the storm about to descend.
Chen Cong's gaze turned profound, as if he had realized something. "I remember that deep-blue flame now. Rongcheng, the letter from your family a few months ago mentioned that your Chuixue's Martial Soul transformed because of the Karma Fire Bauhinia Orchid. Looking at it now, it truly is extraordinary."
When Ximen Rongcheng heard this, both pride and emotion appeared in his expression. "That is indeed so, Uncle Cong. However, Jianjun is also deeply blessed. With the power of purple lightning upon him, the change in his Martial Soul is just as astonishing."
At the side, Chen Xiaojun smiled brightly. "My older cousin and my brother's Martial Souls, when fully unleashed, both have grand and imposing pressure. They are both among King Martial Souls. Their futures are promising—it is truly a blessing for the Three Great Clans!"
As the two in the arena approached step by