Young People Don't Play Fair

After realizing there was something wrong with his state of mind.

Ye Cheng hurriedly reined in his anger, doing his best to calm the turbulent Soul Power within him.

The oppressive atmosphere around them gradually dissipated as his Soul Power settled.

Whew...

Sword Douluo across from him could not help but sigh in relief. Just now, facing the aura Ye Cheng had unconsciously leaked, he had actually felt as though he were suffocating. It was like an ant facing a colossal beast, overwhelmed by the vastness of heaven and earth and the insignificance of itself. If it had continued any longer, he feared he would not even have had the courage to make a move.

Only when truly facing a Limit Douluo could he understand just how terrifying the pressure his father had faced back then truly was.

The difference between Level 96 and Level 99 is only three levels, yet it is the difference between heaven and earth! Sword Douluo sighed inwardly, realizing at the same time that he had been far too full of himself earlier.

The man before him was not one of those juniors in the sect whom he could scold as he pleased.

He was a peerless powerhouse who had endured countless hardships, clawing his way from weakness to strength through real battles and bloodshed!

He had relied on no one, nor did he need to rely on anyone.

He had cultivated alone to such a realm.

One could only imagine how unyielding his temperament and will must be!

Yet he had actually put on the airs of a senior earlier, looking down on him and criticizing him... Sword Douluo felt that he might be in serious trouble today.

After all, in this world ruled by the law of the jungle, offending a powerhouse was not something that could be so easily brushed aside.

"..."

Ye Cheng silently watched Sword Douluo without speaking. Yet the pressure he brought was incomparably immense!

Still, one could lose the fight but not the spirit.

Sword Douluo was, after all, a renowned powerhouse of many years. Even knowing that he was no match for the youngster before him, he would not beg for mercy or do anything unbecoming of a powerhouse. He silently met Ye Cheng's gaze as well, refusing to yield in the slightest, making it impossible for anyone to see that he was actually feeling rather intimidated inside.

"Good. Very good."

Ye Cheng suddenly nodded and praised him. "I have long heard that Sword Dao Chen Xin's swordsmanship is profound, and that a single Seven Kill Sword has shaken the Soul Master World. This junior considers himself somewhat skilled in swordsmanship as well, and has long wished to learn from you. Unfortunately, I never had the chance to meet you. Since we are fortunate enough to encounter each other today, would you be willing to offer me some guidance?"

Offer guidance?

Sword Douluo knew that although this brat's words sounded exceedingly polite, there was not the slightest bit of politeness in their meaning.

He was obviously intending to use the excuse of guidance to make an old man like him embarrass himself.

The gap between Level 96 and Level 99 was enormous. Not to mention that this brat had another martial soul.

No matter how arrogant Sword Douluo was, he would not believe that he could defeat him. The gap in their Soul Power Levels was right there. Sigh, it seemed he could not avoid making a fool of himself and losing face today.

With an inward sigh, Sword Douluo remained outwardly composed as he said, "I would not dare claim to offer guidance. Since you are interested, we can simply spar and stop at the right point today." He did not speak too absolutely, leaving himself a way out.

After saying that, a sharp glint suddenly flashed through Sword Douluo's eyes. Immediately afterward, a sword appeared before him. It was an entirely azure-blue Longsword, like something carved from crystal. Most peculiar of all, there were nine stars upon the blade, colored yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, and black.

Seeing this sword, Ye Cheng could not help but nod lightly. It was no simple feat to cultivate one's Soul Rings until they shed their original appearance and merged into the martial soul. This showed that the Sword Douluo before him truly lived up to his reputation.

Sword Douluo slowly raised his hand. His gaze no longer rested on Ye Cheng, instead focusing entirely on his own sword. He calmly said, "Level 96 Titled Douluo! Martial soul: Seven Kill!"

The Seven Kill Sword was a renowned martial soul on Douluo Continent. If the Clear Sky Hammer was known for its weight and power, then the Seven Kill Sword was famed throughout the continent for its absolute sharpness!

However, compared to the Clear Sky Hammer, only Sword Douluo Chen Xin currently possessed the Seven Kill Sword martial soul. Thus, its reputation was far less resounding than that of the Clear Sky Hammer. But in terms of rank, the Seven Kill Sword was absolutely a top-tier martial soul not inferior to the Clear Sky Hammer in the slightest!

With the Seven Kill Sword in hand, Jian Chen, who had previously worn a calm expression and possessed an aloof, ethereal bearing, instantly seemed like a different person. His face became filled with killing intent, and his entire being suddenly turned razor-sharp.

Looking at Sword Douluo like this, Ye Cheng thought that the old man really knew how to put on a show. Yet he smiled and said, "Interesting. But the gap between our Soul Power Levels is too great. If I suppress you with Soul Power, it would inevitably be rather unfair. In that case..."

As he spoke, he gently raised his left hand.

A dazzling, multicolored glow emerged, forming a small pagoda—the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!

Around every level of this gorgeous nine-tiered pagoda, which looked almost like a work of art, circled a halo.

A blood-red Soul Ring!

This represented the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, the supreme treasure of the Soul Master World! It was something countless soul masters dreamed of obtaining.

If an ordinary soul master possessed even one Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, he could probably boast about it for the rest of his life.

Yet the pagoda in his hand had a full nine Soul Rings!

A subtle, indescribably dense and surging sensation silently spread outward!

This was pure power!

Although he had already seen it in the earlier video, Sword Douluo was still shocked when he truly witnessed this sight with his own eyes.

Nine Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings!

His entire vision was engulfed by that gorgeous, eye-searing red light. Even though his opponent had merely summoned his martial soul and done nothing else.

An invisible pressure still came crashing down like a tidal wave!

Sword Douluo could even feel the Seven Kill Sword in his hand trembling! It was as though it faced an insurmountable mountain!

That's only a support-type martial soul!!!

Sword Douluo could not help roaring inwardly.

Ye Cheng had merely revealed the completely non-offensive Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, yet it had utterly suppressed the sharpness of the Seven Kill Sword in his hand. It was simply too unbelievable, too contrary to common sense.

Even if Ye Cheng had been using the Flying Rainbow Sword now, Sword Douluo would not have lost his composure to such an extent.

It could only be said that normal people should never compare themselves to those with cheats. Otherwise, they were only making themselves miserable.

After summoning the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Ye Cheng looked at Sword Douluo, whose momentum had been completely suppressed, and shook his head. Then he activated a soul skill of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. "Nine Treasures have a name, the third is Soul!"

In an instant, the third Soul Ring on the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda blazed with light!

Seeing this, Sword Douluo could not help groaning inwardly. He immediately began cursing in his heart.

This brat really doesn't play fair!

His Soul Power Level is already higher than mine, yet when fighting me, he is actually using a soul skill to enhance himself and bully an old man like me.

Who would have thought that in the next instant.

A dazzling, multicolored light directly enveloped Sword Douluo.

In an instant, Sword Douluo felt the Soul Power within his body explosively surge!

It quickly broke through the boundary of Level 96 and reached Level 97!

And this was not the limit.

He could feel the Soul Power in his body continuing to swell without restraint.

Level 97... Level 98...

Until it reached Level 99!

Boom!

The explosive surge of Soul Power finally came to an abrupt halt.

Sword Douluo looked dazed as he sensed the power within him, utterly incomparable to what it had once been. At last, he understood what had happened.

So Ye Cheng had not summoned the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda to enhance himself, but to enhance him, his opponent!

He had forcibly raised his Soul Power from Level 96 to the peak and limit of all soul masters!

Level 99!