Sword Douluo Chen Xin Takes Action, Slaying the Fatal Strike with One Sword
Great Soul Arena.
Tens of thousands of spectators held their breath, all their attention fixed on the center of the Spirit Fighting Arena.
There, Black Sun hangs suspended, devouring the light of the sky.
The black sun was concentrated to its extreme.
The dark flames surged silently, swallowing up all the light around them.
Huo Wu clenched her teeth, and veins bulged on her forehead.
The Ring Fusion Technique was pushed to its limit, and every inch of skin felt like its meridians were being torn apart.
Her Soul Power had long been exhausted, and she was only able to maintain this final attack thanks to the support of her teammates.
"With this strike, I stake all the glory of Blazing Fire."
"Blazing fire advances and retreats together."
The seven Soul Power merged and became one, transforming into the most Berserk power, which crashed into the Black Sun.
The Black Sun suddenly shrank in size, but its aura became even more terrifying, causing even the surrounding space to ripple slightly.
Huo Wu squeezed out the last bit of Soul Power from her body and pointed her finger forward.
That all-consuming Black Sun charged headlong toward the Sacred Heart Ancient Tree.
Where the Black Sun swept across, the hard Obsidian ground of the Spirit Fighting Arena was melted by the high temperature, creating a bottomless ravine.
The molten stone surged silently, yet not a single spark could escape; it was all swallowed by the Black Sun's Nether Flame.
Lin Qingmo stood calmly among the Sacred Heart Ancient Tree.
His fingertips clasped Ye Lingling's hand.
Ye Lingling's fingertips curled slightly as the Soul Power of the Nine-Heart Begonia flowed smoothly into his body through their touching skin.
Ye Lingling hesitated, then asked, "A-Qing, do we... really need to use the Nine-Heart Fatal Strike? Isn't it too dangerous?"
She wasn't worried about herself and Lin Qingmo, but rather about the Blazing Fire Team on the other side.
The Sacred Heart Ancient Tree Fusion Skill, Nine Hearts as One, is an attack that even Dugu Bo and Liu Erlong treated with utmost caution.
Lin Qingmo turned her head and gave her a reassuring smile.
"Ye Lingling, don't worry, just unleash your strongest finishing move. They'll be fine; someone will take care of them."
As he spoke, he gave a subtle, suggestive look towards the VIP seating area.
Upon hearing this, Ye Lingling's fingertips relaxed slightly, and her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.
She unconditionally trusted Lin Qingmo's judgment.
"Bite!!!"
The nine Sacred Hearts hanging on the branches of the Sacred Heart Ancient Tree lit up simultaneously.
A dark golden halo spread from each Holy Heart, bathing the entire Spirit Fighting Arena in a chilling golden light.
Nine dark golden torrents rapidly converged from the nine sacred hearts toward the center of the ancient tree trunk.
The ancient tree's branches and leaves moved swiftly without wind, each leaf illuminating with dark golden patterns of the same frequency, perfectly resonating with the nine sacred hearts.
On the tree trunk, intricate array patterns lit up layer by layer.
Every line exudes a chilling, oppressive aura.
All the power and all the energy were concentrated to their fullest extent at this moment.
"Sacred Heart's Ultimate Kill - Nine Hearts as One"
The combined power of the nine Sacred Heart Core is unleashed in a single, decisive strike!
"Laugh!!!"
A beam of dark golden light shot out from the center of the Sacred Heart Ancient Tree trunk.
The beam of light was no thicker than a thigh.
But wherever it passed, space began to distort and deform.
The air along the way was Annihilation, leaving behind a dark spatial trail that could not be healed for Jiujiu.
Under the spotlight.
The dark golden beam of light collided head-on with the Black Sun!
An absolute silence enveloped the entire Great Soul Arena.
The spectators in the stands held their breath instinctively, fearing that the terrifying collision of forces would cause harm and create a huge commotion.
However, the moment the surging Nether Flame on the Black Sun touched the dark golden beam of light...
The imagined explosion did not occur.
All that remained was that Black Sun, which had gathered the Soul Power of everyone in the blazing fire, was instantly pierced and Extinction.
A sudden gasp erupted from the stands. "It's shattered! Fire Dance Shining Sun is shattered!"
"Just... erased like that?"
The dark golden beam of light, which had extinguished Fire Dance Shining Sun's all-out attack, continued its relentless advance towards the six members of the Blazing Fire Team without hesitation.
The six members of Huo Wu stood rooted to the spot, with no energy left to move or dodge.
His Soul Power was completely exhausted; just maintaining his standing posture had drained all his strength.
Huo Wushuang turned around and stood in front of Huo Wu, his back pressed firmly against hers, completely protecting her behind him.
A metallic taste rose in his throat, which he forced down, showing no sign of vulnerability.
Huo Wu's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and blood overflowing from the corner of her mouth dripped down her chin.
Consciousness began to fade, limbs became cold, and even the strength to lift a hand was gone.
The backlash from the Ring Fusion swept through his entire body, sending sharp, needle-like pains through his internal organs.
Facing that dark golden beam of light, brimming with murderous intent.
Her lips moved, her voice barely audible. "Am I... going to die here...?"
"In the end... we were defeated..."
The shadow of death loomed over everyone.
My body was uncontrollably cold, my mind went blank, and all that remained was boundless despair.
Everyone understood that with this strike, there was absolutely no chance of survival for the six members of the Blazing Fire Team.
Right now--
"Clang!!!"
A clear, resonant sword cry suddenly exploded, overpowering all the noise in the arena and piercing straight into everyone's heart.
A gleaming sword light appeared out of thin air on the Spirit Fighting Arena, transforming into a silver rainbow that cleaved the heavens and earth, precisely blocking the dark golden beam of light.
Clang--!
A deafening clang of metal clashing exploded, making everyone's eardrums ring.
The protective barrier at the edge of the Spirit Fighting Arena rippled and nearly shattered.
More than half of the spectators in the stands covered their ears, their faces showing surprise.
Those with weaker Soul Master were directly shaken and slumped into their chairs, their expressions filled with horror.
A long sword, its surface gleaming white, was firmly embedded in the ground.
The sword was used to block the dark golden beam of light steadily.
The sword is engraved with intricate sword patterns, each line flowing with chilling Soul Power.
On the hilt of the sword, two powerful and sharp ancient characters are clearly visible: Seven Kills.
This is the Seven Kill Sword!
"That's... the Seven Kill Sword! It belongs to Sword Douluo Chen Xin!"
The Seven Kill Sword was famous throughout the continent, and eventually someone recognized it.
"Besides Sword Douluo, who else could possess such formidable swordsmanship!"
" With the Seven Kill Sword drawn, who can contend with it!"
"Sword Douluo actually took action himself... This Soul Fighting is truly going to be recorded in history!"
The stands erupted in chaos, the deathly silence instantly ignited.
No one could have predicted that a Soul Fighting between the Academy would alarm Titled Douluo.
A sword rang out, piercing the air, Chen Xin's figure suddenly appeared on the Spirit Fighting Arena.
He stood between the dark golden beam of light and the Blazing Fire Team.
He gripped the Seven Kill Sword with one hand, its blade held horizontally, perfectly blocking the surging beam of light.
"So fast! I couldn't even see how he appeared!"
"Is this the speed of Titled Douluo...?"
A gleaming sword light surged from the Seven Kill Sword, layer upon layer, and a chilling sword intent spread out, forcefully intercepting the unstoppable dark golden beam of light.
Where the blade met the beam of light, tiny particles of light continuously disintegrated.
Each collision of forces caused spiderweb-like fine cracks to appear on the Obsidian floor of the Spirit Fighting Arena.
Chen Xin frowned deeply, his expression becoming solemn.
"The penetrating power of this beam... is wrong."
His arm, gripping the sword, trembled violently, and the Seven Kill Sword hummed continuously, like a furious beast roaring.
The power contained in the beam of light far exceeded his initial assessment.
Even he, a dignified level 96 Titled Douluo, had to muster some of his Soul Power to steadily block this attack.
"Two juniors who are not even at the Spirit Emperor level actually managed to force me to use a bit of my sword intent with their Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"
A storm raged within Chen Xin's heart.
He took a deep breath, his expression suddenly hardening.
"Since blocking isn't enough—then let's cut it open."
He let out a low shout, flicked his wrist, and slashed horizontally with his sword, fiercely striking down at the dark golden beam of light.
"Laugh!!!"
The incomparably sharp sword light swept down, cleanly cleaving the air.
He finally cleaved the seemingly indestructible dark golden beam of light in two.
The dissipated power transformed into countless particles of light, but it did not affect the members of the Blazing Fire Team.