Qian Renxue vs. Shui Bing'er! Sword Douluo Takes a Disciple!? The Divine Artifact Star Sword!

At the same time, a barrage of ice cones shot toward Qian Renxue like raindrops, interspersed with several ice-blue beams—

that was her first soul skill, Ice Seal.

Once struck, the target would be frozen; it was a highly practical control skill that consumed very little energy.

Qian Renxue gazed at the incoming rain of ice cones without even twitching an eyebrow.

She swung the greatsword in her hand as if it weighed nothing, and the sharp ice cones instantly shattered into ice dust, drifting down like snowflakes.

They turned into white mist upon meeting the heat, filling the entire arena with swirling vapor, as if it were a fairyland.

If this had been over half a month ago, facing an attack of this density, she likely would have had to dodge clumsily using her footwork.

But with the precious sword refined by Ling Xiao, which had been infused with Star Gold, although it had not yet reached the rank of a divine artifact due to the limitations of her cultivation, shattering ice cones felt like cutting through nothing, requiring almost no effort at all.

The few ice-blue beams hidden in the gaps between the ice cones were also nimbly avoided by her with a few shifts in position.

In just a few breaths, the distance between her and Shui Bing'er had been drastically shortened.

Seeing her approach so fiercely, Shui Bing'er did not hesitate to flap her wings and retreat rapidly.

As she retreated, her gaze swept across the water mist permeating the arena, and suddenly, an idea struck her.

"Third Soul Skill—Resist Ice Ring!"

A powerful, frigid soul power erupted from her as the center, instantly freezing the water mist into an ice and snow storm!

Qian Renxue felt an irresistible force of repulsion slam into her, forcing her to retreat over ten meters before she could barely steady herself.

The ice blades carried within the ice storm sliced across her cheeks and the backs of her hands like razors, leaving behind several thin, bloody scratches.

The mixture of ice and water beneath her feet also solidified into solid ice at the same time, crawling upward from her soles, sealing her ankles and calves, and continuing to climb...

"Qi Piercing Mountains and Rivers!"

Qian Renxue frowned slightly, yet she did not panic.

She raised her sword to her brow, and a sense of vastness suddenly erupted from her body, like a mountain looming over an abyss, like a monarch descending.

The layer of solid ice frantically spreading beneath her feet shattered in response, and the bone-chilling soul power surrounding her

was also tamed by this sword intent, transformed into the purest soul power that surged into her body like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

This move was a soul skill she had created herself, referencing the first form of the Taia Sword Art, "Primordial Qi Guidance," and the purification properties of her Angel Martial Soul.

Not only could it directly neutralize an opponent's methods, but it could also absorb them for her own use; it could be said to be quite monstrous.

Of course, this move was far from invincible, and far from perfected!

If the opponent's cultivation far exceeded her own, the purification would be greatly diminished, and absorbing a large amount of unrefined soul power in a short time placed a tremendous burden on her meridians!

Therefore, she did not pause for even a moment.

While neutralizing the Ice Seal, she had already poured this converted soul power into her legs without reservation, transforming herself into a blur as she charged straight through the ice mist toward Shui Bing'er!

That patch of ice mist blocked Qian Renxue's vision, but it also blinded Shui Bing'er.

By the time Shui Bing'er sensed the figure bursting out from the mist, it was already too late to try and use her aerial advantage to create distance!

Qian Renxue approached at high speed, then took a leap, jumping over ten meters high to reach eye level with her!

"Sunset Slash!"

A layer of red light coated the Star Sword in Qian Renxue's hand as she unleashed a strike.

The sword light illuminated the arena, resembling a setting sun cleaving the heavens and earth asunder.

The Ice Armor on Shui Bing'er's body shattered with a thunderous crash, and her entire person was sent flying directly out of the arena.

"The winner—Fei Xue!"

The host shouted excitedly, "Congratulations to Fei Xue for achieving an eight-match winning streak!"

The audience below was silent for a moment, still immersed in that magnificent sword strike that felt as if it had opened up the world.

Only then did they react, erupting into cheers that sounded like a landslide or a tsunami.

"Fei Xue!"

"Fei Xue!"

"Fei Xue!"

In the VIP seating area, Ning Fengzhi remained silent for a long time after watching the battle.

Although Shui Bing'er had been wearing a mask, the moment her Martial Soul appeared, he had instantly guessed her identity.

She was the youngest and most dazzling genius of this year's Skywater Academy, and a strong contender for the championship of this Soul Master Tournament.

Yet, she had been defeated by someone who didn't even use a Martial Soul soul skill—oh wait, he had used one just now; it should be a Self-Created Soul Skill!

Hearing of this matter had already been shocking, but witnessing it with his own eyes was even more so!

"Uncle Sword, what do you think of... that Fei Xue?"

Sword Douluo was also immersed in that sword strike, and it took a long while before he slowly spat out two words:

"A genius!"

"Not just an ordinary genius, but a genius among soul masters, and even more so, a peerless genius in the way of the sword."

Sword Douluo exclaimed, his eyes suddenly erupting with a scorching light, "His swordsmanship may still have shortcomings, but in terms of sword intent, he has already surpassed the vast majority of people."

"In terms of sword intent alone, it is even more vast and profound than my own!"

At this moment, a strong desire to take him as a disciple had stirred within him.

If he could be taught by him, given time, this child would surely surpass him, and perhaps even reach the realm his grandfather once attained!

Thinking of this, Sword Douluo suddenly grabbed Ning Fengzhi's arm and said excitedly:

"Fengzhi, I have no children, and I have spent my whole life studying the way of the sword."

"Now that I have finally found someone with such talent in swordsmanship,"

"no matter what,"

"I must take him under my wing, teach him with all my heart, and pass on my mantle!"

"No, I say, you old Sword-man, is it really necessary to go this far?"

Bone Douluo was watching from the side, his eyes nearly popping out of his head.

He had known Chen Xin for decades, and had never seen this old fellow lose his composure like this.

"You brute who only knows how to smash people with bones, do you even understand what the way of the sword is?"

"Eh? You Sword-man! What's this? So I'm a brute? If you've got the guts, let's spar!"

"Alright, alright."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and stepped between the two, gently closing his jade fan, "Uncle Bone, since Uncle Sword has taken a liking to that little fellow, then no matter what, we must recruit him into our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect so that Uncle Sword can have his wish fulfilled."

"Let's go; while the match has just ended, we shall go and meet this little fellow."

Chen Xin immediately fell silent and straightened his robes, his eager appearance making Bone Douluo unable to help but mutter another word:

"Look at that expression of yours; anyone who didn't know better would think you'd found a long-lost illegitimate son."

He wasn't truly against recruiting Fei Xue; he was just used to bickering with the old Sword-man for decades, and couldn't change the habit all of a sudden.

Besides, he felt a sliver of unspoken dissatisfaction, as the two of them were usually the only old fellows keeping each other company.

A master is like a father to his disciple.

If Sword Douluo were to truly take Fei Xue as his disciple, wouldn't that leave him as the only one left in solitude?

The match ended.

The Shrek group descended from the "latrines" and gathered together with Yu Xiaogang and the others.

Seeing that Qian Renxue had actually defeated her opponent without even really using her martial soul or soul skills, everyone's expressions were exceptionally grave.

Especially that final strike—Qian Renxue had actually leaped over ten meters into the air!

Was she even human?

How did she manage to do that?

"What do you all think?"

Flender looked at the little monsters with a solemn expression, his gaze resting primarily on Dai Mubai, Tang San, and Xiao Wu.