Douluo Continent Begins with Drawing the Blade

Douluo Continent!

Heaven Dou City, an ordinary little courtyard.

An unknown young man practiced his Blade Drawing Technique with complete absorption.

Drawing the blade was an art, a visual delight, an unparalleled instant of explosive power!

For this blade draw, speed, strength, beauty, and precision could not be off by the slightest bit. It had to achieve a one-hit kill before it could be considered a successful draw!

At the center of the courtyard, Fang Xuan's black hair hung loose, his gaze sharp. His right hand pressed against the hilt as the slender, sharp blade scraped free from its sheath, tearing through the air like a shooting star.

"Whoosh!"

A clear blade-drawing sound, like a dragon's cry, rang out. The three-meter-tall boulder ahead was neatly sliced into two.

[Good! Successful blade draw!]

[Reward: Soul Power *1]

Hearing the prompt that signified a successful draw, Fang Xuan could not help but smile in satisfaction and finally let out a relieved breath.

After practicing for an entire morning, he had finally managed one successful blade draw.

Feeling the Soul Power growing within him, he felt that the morning's effort had been worthwhile.

Fang Xuan was a transmigrator. As for what he had done in his previous life or what kind of life he had lived, none of that mattered!

About a year ago, he had arrived on the vast and boundless Douluo Continent. However, the body he had possessed was exceptionally frail. Even at fourteen, he had failed to awaken a Martial Soul and could not cultivate Soul Power.

In the dangerous fantasy world of Douluo Continent, Martial Souls were the strongest weapons that people relied on for survival and battle!

Without awakening a Martial Soul, even staying alive was difficult!

But as the standard benefit granted to transmigrators, one day, he had activated a magical Blade Drawing System.

With the Blade Drawing System's help, although he had failed to awaken a Martial Soul, he could still cultivate Soul Power.

Fang Xuan's Blade Drawing System did not demand quantity. Instead, it placed greater importance on the quality of each draw!

It imposed almost harsh requirements on drawing the blade. Speed, strength, beauty, and precision all had to be flawless, with every strike focused on cutting down the enemy in a single blow!

If one strike could not finish the opponent, he would rather continue enduring and patiently seek another chance for a killing blow.

Although Fang Xuan had no Martial Soul and lacked many innate advantages,

this blade... was now his one and only Martial Soul!

However...

Looking at the three uneven chips in the blade, Fang Xuan shook his head helplessly. Another blade had been ruined.

Ordinary iron longswords could barely withstand the formidable explosive force of the Blade Drawing Technique. They would completely shatter within a few days. As his Blade Drawing Technique improved, he had lost track of how many blades he had destroyed...

Right now, he desperately needed a good blade that suited his hand!

After resting for a while, Fang Xuan switched to another ordinary iron longsword and continued his oblivious blade-drawing practice.

His condition seemed rather poor today. After practicing for most of the day, he had only succeeded with that one strike, gaining just one point of Soul Power. No matter how desperately he kept drawing his blade, he could not achieve another successful draw.

The next moment, Fang Xuan calmed his mind and began checking his current attributes.

[Strongest Blade Drawing System]

[Host: Fang Xuan]

[Level: LV10]

[Title: Soul Scholar]

[Soul Power: 99/100]

[Proficiency: Basic Blade Drawing Technique (88/100)]

He needed only one more point of Soul Power to break through to the Soul Master rank.

Fang Xuan felt somewhat helpless. Perhaps because advancement was so close at hand, he had become impatient and desperately wanted to reach the Soul Master realm, but he repeatedly failed his blade draws.

He could not increase his Soul Power through ordinary cultivation. At present, there was only one way for him to improve it—drawing the blade!

Every successful blade draw granted one point of Soul Power.

But successfully drawing the blade was far more difficult than he had imagined.

The system's demands for the Blade Drawing Technique were extremely strict. Even the slightest flaw would be judged a failure, and he would receive no Soul Power reward.

"Looks like blindly training harder won't work either..."

Fang Xuan sighed. His eyes gradually sharpened as he decided to venture into the Soul Beast Forest and seek an opportunity for a breakthrough.

Only in a life-and-death crisis could a person's potential be unleashed!

Sunset Forest!

This was a vast, boundless primeval forest near Heaven Dou City. Miasma filled its depths, swamps crisscrossed the land, and venomous insects and ferocious beasts lurked everywhere. The closer one got to the central region, the stronger the Soul Beasts became!

Rumor had it that terrifying beings infinitely close to God were even hidden within the forest.

A nimble figure darted swiftly through the woods, producing rustling sounds as he ran and leaped.

With loose black hair, a well-proportioned body, and sharply defined features, he was a handsome youth of fifteen or sixteen. His dark eyes were as sharp as a hawk's!

Fang Xuan landed steadily on an ancient tree and swept his deep gaze toward the heart of the forest. Amid the swaying shadows of distant trees, he could vaguely see several dark figures flashing past.

His eyes narrowed. After hesitating briefly, he lightly tapped a branch with his foot and shot forward like an arrow, racing toward the front.

Ten breaths later, the scene ahead gradually came into view.

A young girl was being pursued by a Nether Wolf.

The girl was extraordinarily beautiful. She had waterfall-like black hair, a graceful figure, and a snow-white dress. She was so breathtakingly beautiful that she resembled a fairy fallen into the mortal world!

But now, the beautiful girl looked utterly disheveled. Her delicate face was covered in dust, and her white dress was torn in many places, exposing her ivory-white skin to the air and radiating endless allure.

No one could resist such a stunning temptation, but unfortunately, her opponent was a Nether Wolf that knew nothing of romance!

Moreover, this Nether Wolf was unusually large and looked somewhat terrifying...

"A Hundred-Year Soul Beast!"

Seeing the Nether Wolf, as robust as a full-grown bull, shock appeared on Fang Xuan's usually unruffled face for the first time.

A Hundred-Year Nether Wolf was equivalent to a Soul Grandmaster-level expert!

He had only just ventured a little deeper into the forest, yet he had already encountered a Soul Beast of this caliber.

His expression turned solemn as he patiently concealed himself nearby, quietly observing the battle ahead and seeking the best moment to strike.

The battle was completely one-sided. Although the girl was a young Soul Master with considerable cultivation, she had no ability to resist a Hundred-Year Nether Wolf.

"Roar!"

The Nether Wolf roared and savagely swiped with its iron claws, sending the girl flying. She flew seven meters before crashing heavily into a boulder, cracking even the stone upon impact.

Bright red blood flowed from her rosy lips. Her miserable appearance was pitiful enough to make any man ache for her.

But the Nether Wolf clearly had no intention of cherishing beauty. Ruthlessness surged in its scarlet eyes as it opened its bloody maw and pounced viciously at the girl, intending to swallow her whole in one bite.

"No! Don't..."

Looking at the Nether Wolf diving down from above, the girl's exquisite face was filled with terror, and her heart was consumed by despair.

Now!

Seeing this scene, Fang Xuan, who had been waiting in the shadows, suddenly flashed with fierce light in his eyes. His hand brushed the hilt as he swiftly drew a three-foot blade from his waist.

"Whoosh!"

This strike was exquisitely executed. It tore through the air like lightning, kicking up a fierce gust as it slashed heavily into the Nether Wolf's waist.

A wolf had a head of copper, bones of iron, and a waist of tofu. Its waist was its fatal weakness.

Crack—

Fang Xuan calmly sheathed his blade. The Nether Wolf split cleanly into two halves, and blood mixed with internal organs splattered across the ground.

It was simply an artistic feast of the Blade Drawing Technique!

[Good! Successful blade draw!]

[Reward: Soul Power *1]

Hearing the system prompt, Fang Xuan could not help but reveal an excited expression. His Soul Power was full at last; he could finally level up.

From Soul Scholar to Soul Master was a major leap. Only after becoming a Soul Master could one barely be considered somebody among the countless powerful figures of Douluo Continent.

"With just one strike, he killed a Hundred-Year Soul Beast!"

The girl suddenly trembled. Shock surged in her beautiful eyes as she looked at Fang Xuan in admiration. "So strong..."

In terms of cultivation, Fang Xuan was far inferior to the Nether Wolf. But if he seized the right opportunity and struck at its weakness, defeating the strong while weak was not impossible!

"Th... thank you for saving me."

The girl hurriedly rose to her feet. A charming smile appeared on her pretty face as she sincerely thanked Fang Xuan. Her dark hair fluttered in the wind, and she stood slender and graceful, as beautiful as a fairy from a dream.

"Mm, you're welcome."

Fang Xuan nodded slightly and calmly walked over to the girl, driving his blade through her. Crimson blood stained that snow-white dress...

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