After Tang San and the other three were driven back, Ye Xuan put away his Martial Soul.
When he turned to look at Ning Fengzhi and the others, he found them all staring in stunned silence.
Yu Xiaogang had tried his best to hide it, but Ye Xuan could still tell that his expression was extremely grim.
Ye Xuan had actually made Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's Martial Souls form a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. He had slapped Yu Xiaogang right across the face.
Ning Fengzhi and the others had originally come to test Ye Xuan, wanting to know whether his Simulation of Ning Rongrong's Martial Soul would have any adverse effects on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Now, none of that mattered.
Ye Xuan's ability had already led Ning Fengzhi to make up his mind.
Someone this talented could only be won over, never made an enemy of.
"Dean Flender, I wonder if this counts as proof?" Ye Xuan asked.
"Yes, absolutely! Young Master Ye's abilities are truly admirable. It's reassuring to know Rongrong will be learning from you." Flender replied.
They could tell that the skills Ye Xuan had used in his Soul Skills were all skills belonging to Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong themselves. That meant Zhu Zhuqing and the others could naturally reproduce this Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
All they needed was more time to train.
On the way here, Flender had explained the situation to Ning Fengzhi, so Ning Fengzhi also knew what Ye Xuan was trying to prove.
Ning Fengzhi said solemnly to Ye Xuan, "Young Master Ye, I'll be entrusting Rongrong to your care as she studies under you from now on. She's been spoiled at home, so if she ever offends you, I hope you'll be patient with her."
"Rongrong is very well-behaved. She won't offend me," Ye Xuan said with a smile.
After all the grueling training at Shrek Academy, Rongrong had shed nine-tenths of her young-lady temper.
On top of that, she held Ye Xuan in great respect, so she was naturally especially well-behaved around him.
"Before coming here, I heard that Young Master Ye is exceptionally skilled with the sword. I also heard that your strength surpasses that of some Titled Douluo. I wonder if you would grant me the chance to seek your guidance?" Sword Douluo finally spoke. His purpose in coming here had been to challenge Ye Xuan.
If all they needed was someone to protect Ning Fengzhi, Bone Douluo could have done that.
Sword Douluo didn't necessarily need to come himself. He had made a special trip to meet this young sword master.
At first, though, Sword Douluo had come intending to expose a fraud.
After all, in his view, could a boy in his teens really have reached the threshold of swordsmanship?
But after witnessing Ye Xuan's abilities, he felt the rumors about Ye Xuan's swordsmanship were probably true.
"If Senior Sword Douluo wishes to fight, I would hardly dare refuse. It's just that this place isn't very suitable for a battlefield. How about we find somewhere else?" Ye Xuan said with a smile.
"Where shall we go? Please lead the way, Young Master," Sword Douluo said.
"Follow me." With that, Ye Xuan leaped into the air and flew outside.
Seeing Ye Xuan draw on his true qi and shoot dozens of meters away in an instant, Sword Douluo was deeply shocked.
He could clearly sense that it was a power different from Soul Power.
Everything he had heard in those letters matched up. Sword Douluo said to Ning Fengzhi, "Sect Master, I'll be back shortly."
With that, he too sprang into the air and chased after Ye Xuan.
Before long,
Ye Xuan and Sword Douluo arrived at a dense forest outside the city.
Sword Douluo summoned the Seven Kill Sword into his hand, and the nine Soul Rings on his body appeared one after another.
He was no longer a kindly old man. A terrifying aura erupted from him.
A level-96 Titled Douluo of the top-tier Power Attack System naturally exerted tremendous pressure.
Sword Douluo held his sword and said, "Young Master Ye, please draw your sword!"
"I don't have a sword. Or rather, everything in the world is my sword."
As he spoke, Ye Xuan circulated his true qi and swiftly snapped off a branch.
With true qi flowing through it in his hand, the branch was quickly carved into a wooden sword.
"Everything in the world can be a sword—what a fine saying. Young Master Ye's realm is truly profound. Please, enlighten me." Sword Douluo finished speaking and immediately attacked, driving his sword forward.
Sword Douluo unleashed his third Soul Skill. His sword's speed surged, and he rushed at Ye Xuan as fast as lightning.
But just as he reached Ye Xuan, he slashed. Ye Xuan raised his wooden sword to block.
After blocking just one strike, the wooden sword shattered, and the 'Ye Xuan' before him shattered with it.
This was naturally Ye Xuan's Sword Shadow Remaining Form. He had used it almost at the very instant Sword Douluo closed in, so Sword Douluo hadn't had time to realize that it was a sword-shadow clone.
By the time he shattered the clone, Ye Xuan was already swinging his sword at him from another direction.
Sword Douluo immediately unleashed his first Soul Skill, forming a barrier of sword qi to block Ye Xuan's strike.
But Ye Xuan's sword was unstoppable. In an instant, it cut through the barrier.
Sword Douluo instantly unleashed his Martial Soul Avatar. Then, with man and sword as one, he met Ye Xuan's strike.
The tip of the Seven Kill Sword clashed with the wooden sword. Sword qi from both sides filled the space around them, clashing and tearing at each other.
Ye Xuan's wooden sword was now comparable to a divine weapon. Not only did it hold its own against the Seven Kill Sword, it even suppressed it.
As they clashed, Ye Xuan held back and carefully observed Sword Douluo's Martial Soul.
Sword Douluo was a level-96 Titled Douluo of the Power Attack System. The way he fought and the way he directed his Soul Power were both extremely useful information for Ye Xuan.
After a brief standoff, once Ye Xuan had gathered enough information, he smiled and said, "Senior Sword Douluo, please bear witness to this strike."
As soon as he finished speaking, the world before Sword Douluo's eyes suddenly changed.
He seemed to be standing amid mountains and rivers painted in ink. Then countless streams of sword qi, black as ink, swept toward him. The astonishing sword intent left Sword Douluo momentarily dazed.
He sensed how terrifying this strike was and dared not take it lightly. He immediately unleashed his ninth Soul Skill.
Muttering an incantation, he let his killing intent and sword qi run wild. His swordsmanship will condensed into a gigantic sword, which he sent forward to meet and block Ye Xuan's sword qi.
Ye Xuan's ink-like sword intent transformed into an Ink Dragon. It crushed Sword Douluo's giant sword and swept away all of his sword qi.
No!
Sword Douluo realized it: his sword qi hadn't been swept away. It had been transformed.
At that moment, Ye Xuan seemed to him like the very root of ten thousand swords, the source of all swordsmanship. That was why his sword qi had been transformed so easily.
The Ink Dragon coiled around him, its head lowered as it stared down at him.
Sword Douluo felt the powerful sword intent circling him. The Ink Dragon didn't attack, clearly because Ye Xuan had willed it so.
He immediately closed his eyes and focused on sensing the sword intent. He had a feeling that today was the day he would break through his own limits.
He was now trying to comprehend it in an ocean of sword qi, an environment unlike anything he had ever experienced.
After all, he had never before met anyone with swordsmanship so powerful.
After a long while,
Sword Douluo suddenly opened his eyes and burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! So that's how it is! At last, I can break through this bottleneck!"
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