A Titled Douluo at Such a Young Age? Qian Xunji vs. Chen Jianjun

Qian Xunji said calmly, "You're too kind. May I ask what brings Senior Chen here today?"

Chen Jianjun said calmly, "I've heard that Senior Qian Daoliu has profound swordsmanship, and I myself have recently made a slight breakthrough, so I came here specifically to seek his guidance. I just didn't expect that Senior Qian Daoliu wouldn't be in the Spirit Hall."

Qian Xunji smiled and said, "My father has indeed left the Spirit Hall for the time being, so I'm afraid he won't be able to spar with Senior Chen."

Chen Jianjun nodded, seemingly expecting Qian Xunji. Seeing this, Qian Xunji offered, "In that case, how about I spar with you?"

A barely perceptible glint flashed in Chen Jianjun's eyes. He had originally come for Qian Xunji, and now that the other party had taken the initiative to spar, it was exactly what he wanted.

"Since Your His Holiness the Pope is in such a good mood, I, Chen, will naturally not refuse."

Chen Jianjun paused for a moment, then continued, "I have recently made a slight breakthrough in swordsmanship, and my Soul Power has now reached Ninety-Seventh Rank. I would like to take this opportunity to test my skills against the swordsmen of the Spirit Hall."

Hearing this, Qian Xunji's smile remained unchanged, but in his heart, he had already confirmed his guess: Chen Jianjun had indeed broken through to Ninety-Seventh Rank.

Although Yu Changge, who was standing to the side, did not say anything, she was still somewhat surprised.

According to his original memories, it should have been several years before Chen Jianjun broke through to Ninety-Seventh Rank, so how come he broke through now?

Is it really the butterfly effect?

Yu Changge couldn't help but recall what had happened on Sea God Island. Chen Jianjun had fought against several Titled Douluo from Sea God Island back then. Could it be that that battle had given him some enlightenment, allowing him to break through ahead of schedule?

If that's true, then this whole thing is just too outrageous.

As expected of a sword cultivator!

Being surrounded and attacked didn't leave any psychological scars; instead, it gave him a sudden enlightenment?

Is this the power of idealism?

Qian Xunji looked at Chen Jianjun and said calmly, "Since Senior Chen has already broken through to Ninety-Seventh Rank, then I will suppress my cultivation to Ninety-Seventh Rank and fight you."

Chen Jianjun was taken aback. "What do you mean? Could it be that His Holiness the Pope's current cultivation level...?"

Qian Xunji smiled slightly, "I broke through by luck, and I'm now Ninety-Eighth Rank."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jianjun almost lost his aloof expression.

Several years ago, according to the intelligence of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Qian Xunji was only at the level of an ordinary Titled Douluo, but now he has actually reached Ninety-Eighth Rank.

He broke through from level 96 to Ninety-Seventh Rank, but it took him more than ten years to get stuck. Didn't Qian Xunji have any bottlenecks?

Chen Jianjun subconsciously thought of Sea God Island.

Could it be that Qian Xunji's tremendous improvement was due to his journey to Sea God Island?

He naturally didn't know that while the experience on Sea God Island provided some help, what truly enabled Qian Xunji to improve rapidly was the Angel God Trial, which was precisely the secret of the Spirit Hall.

Then, Chen Jianjun shifted his gaze to Yu Changge: "And who is this? If I remember correctly, she's from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan... her name is Yu Changge, right?"

Yu Changge nodded. "Yes, Senior Chen, I've long admired your name. I hope there will be an opportunity for us to spar sometime in the future."

Chen Jianjun was slightly taken aback.

This boy, who looked to be no more than twenty years old, actually offered to spar with me?

He subconsciously released his mental energy to probe Yu Changge's aura, trying to determine the extent of her strength.

Yu Changge did not stop him, but accepted his investigation without hesitation.

A moment later, Chen Jianjun's pupils suddenly contracted.

"You're already Titled Douluo?"

Yu Changge smiled and shook his head, "I am indeed Ninetieth Rank, but I haven't obtained my ninth Soul Ring yet, so strictly speaking, I am not Titled Douluo yet."

Chen Jianjun was shocked.

His perception was never wrong; the aura emanating from Yu Changge in his normal state had actually surpassed that of an ordinary Titled Douluo, making it difficult for him to judge the opponent's true strength.

He checked several more times, but the result remained unchanged.

How old is Yu Changge?

To possess such strength at around twenty years old—who would believe it if word got out?

At this moment, Chen Jianjun finally understood why the Spirit Hall only brought people from the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to Sea God Island this time.

The Clear Sky Sect has Peerless Douluo like Tang Chen, while the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has the unique Yu Changge. As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, what value does it possess that would make the Spirit Hall specifically bring them along?

As the saying goes, there are too many monks and not enough porridge; resources are ultimately limited.

Yu Changge was unaware of Chen Jianjun's thoughts, and simply smiled and said, "Alright, I won't disturb your sparring any longer. Please stand a little further away."

As soon as he finished speaking, the space around him rippled slightly, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared twenty meters away.

Chen Jianjun's pupils contracted slightly again.

Just Yu Changge was still standing in the same spot, but in the next instant, he appeared twenty meters away, with almost no noticeable fluctuations in his Soul Power throughout the entire process.

Even with his Ninety-Seventh Rank strength, achieving such near-instantaneous teleportation would not be easy.

Yu Changge was able to do this because, on the one hand, his Dragon Wing External Soul Bone had advanced to the Hundred-Thousand-Year Tier, which not only greatly increased his speed but also gave him a certain degree of spatial displacement ability.

On the other hand, although he failed in his attempt to condense the Yin-Yang Complementary Dual Soul Cores, he made significant progress in the use of spiritual power, and faintly touched the threshold of the spiritual realm.

After Yu Changge stopped, Chao Qian Xunji gestured for her to proceed.

Qian Xunji looked at Chen Jianjun: "How about we spar right here in this square?"

Chen Jianjun: "Okay."

The next moment, the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul behind Qian Xunji suddenly appeared, with six pure white wings slowly unfolding and nine Soul Ring appearing in sequence, two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.

The bright red Soul Ring among them exuded a unique and oppressive aura.

Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

Chen Jianjun's expression immediately turned serious. The pressure brought by the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring was enough for him to feel the terrifying power it contained, even from a distance.

At the same time, a golden longsword materialized in Qian Xunji's right hand, its blade radiating a divine light, and a sharp sword intent spread outwards.

Without further hesitation, Chen Jianjun raised his hand and summoned his Martial Soul.

Seven Kill Sword!

The nine Soul Ring —two yellow, two purple, and five black—did not hover beneath Chen Jianjun, but rather formed a nest on the Seven Kill Sword, giving the sword an even stronger aura of sharpness.

Qian Xunji looked at him and slowly said, "I will suppress my Soul Power to Ninety-Seventh Rank and fight you fairly."

As soon as he finished speaking, his aura indeed dropped a bit.

Chen Jianjun shook his head. "No need. Since His Holiness the Pope has already reached Ninety-Eighth Rank, there's no need to deliberately suppress it."

Qian Xunji did not change her mind.

He wanted to see just how strong Chen Jianjun's swordsmanship was, and also wanted to know if he could defeat him at the same level, as he didn't want to embarrass his father.

"Do as I say."

Seeing this, Chen Jianjun did not continue the argument.

The two stood several meters apart, each holding a long sword, their auras gradually rising.

Neither of them rushed to unleash their Soul Skill, because true sword masters often don't need to fight directly in the first round of combat; their sword intent alone is enough to determine many things.

Qian Xunji gripped the Holy Sword, and a refined sword intent slowly rose from within him, possessing both the swordsmanship sharpness inherited from Qian Daoliu and the Sacred Attribute of Six-Winged Angel.

Chen Jianjun sensed the sword intent and his expression finally became serious.

He originally thought that although Qian Xunji had powerful Soul Power, his swordsmanship might not be comparable to his own. However, the sword intent before him clearly showed that he had received the true teachings of Qian Daoliu.

The next moment, Chen Jianjun drew his sword first.

The Seven Kill Sword slashed out, a silver-white sword aura rushing straight towards Qian Xunji. Although the sword aura was not huge, it was extremely condensed, and the air seemed to be cut open wherever it passed.

Qian Xunji raised the Holy Sword, and golden sword energy slashed out.

Boom!

The two sword energies collided head-on and exploded instantly, with golden and silver-white light intertwining. The shockwave spread in all directions, leaving a shallow sword mark on the ground.

With a flick of his wrist, Chen Jianjun unleashed a second sword strike.

The angle of this sword strike was extremely tricky, with the blade cutting in from the side, directly targeting Qian Xunji. However, Qian Xunji did not retreat; instead, he turned his longsword around and precisely blocked the Seven Kill Sword's attack.

Clang!

The two longswords clashed, producing a crisp metallic clang.

The two clashed briefly, then immediately attacked again, their swords flashing and clashing, leaving the plaza covered with traces of their battle.

Qian Xunji's swordsmanship was steady, and each strike had a clear purpose. He did not pursue mere power, but rather used sword intent to constantly restrict Chen Jianjun's moves.

This was the swordsmanship that Qian Daoliu had taught him.

A sword is not only a weapon for killing enemies, but also a vessel for concentrating power to the extreme. As long as the sword intent is sufficiently refined, each attack can unleash greater power.

Chen Jianjun is no ordinary swordsman either.

His Seven Kill Sword is known for its lethality; every strike is imbued with intense aggression.

As the battle continued, Qian Xunji's sword intent gradually showed its advantage. His understanding of the sword was no less than that of Chen Jianjun, and his Sacred Attribute gave his attacks a special oppressive force.

Feeling immense pressure, Chen Jianjun finally stopped holding back.

Several Soul Ring beneath him lit up simultaneously, and the Seven Kill Sword burst forth with a dazzling silver-white light. Streams of sharp sword energy slashed out one after another, blocking Qian Xunji's retreat from different directions.

Qian Xunji also began to use his Soul Skill.

The Holy Sword in his hand shone brightly with golden light, and a large amount of golden sword energy surged out!

Boom boom boom!

Explosions rang out one after another, and the shattered sword energy turned into light and dissipated. However, Chen Jianjun's offensive did not stop. He used the pressure created by his continuous attacks to once again approach Qian Xunji.

This time, the Seven Kill Sword was even more formidable.

Chen Jianjun concentrated his killing intent on the sword's edge, each swing of the sword carrying an extremely strong sense of oppression; wherever the sword energy went, it seemed as if even space itself would be cut open.

However, Qian Xunji suddenly stopped his continuous sword swings, and his aura became calm. Then, an even more magnificent sword intent suddenly erupted from his body.

Chen Jianjun's expression changed!

Yu Changge watched this scene from afar, nodding inwardly.

Qian Xunji is able to inherit Qian Daoliu's swordsmanship and is indeed skilled. Even now, suppressed at Ninety-Seventh Rank, he can still gradually gain the upper hand by relying on the advantages of his Martial Soul and sword intent.

Although their competition is a contest of swordsmanship, this does not mean that Qian Xunji should be restricted from using other Soul Skill of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul; otherwise, it would be too unfair.

After all, Chen Jianjun's Soul Skill are all related to his own Martial Soul, so they can all be used, while Qian Xunji's Soul Skill are relatively few related to swords, and ultimately he relies on his Martial Soul itself to fight.

"Seven Kill Sword Technique!"

Chen Jianjun let out a low shout and slashed down with the Seven Kill Sword in his hand.

This sword strike, though seemingly simple, compressed his killing intent to the extreme. The silver-white sword energy erupted instantly, heading straight for Qian Xunji.

Qian Xunji's eyes narrowed slightly, and he held the Holy Sword horizontally in front of him before suddenly turning it around.

A burst of golden sword light erupted, and the two forces collided once more, sending a terrifying shockwave spreading outwards, causing both sides to retreat simultaneously.

Chen Jianjun's chest heaved slightly, and he gripped the Seven Kill Sword even tighter, clearly indicating that the previous attack had taken a toll on him.

Qian Xunji remained firmly in place, looked at Chen Jianjun, and slowly said, "Now, I'm going to get serious!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Xunji's ninth red Soul Ring suddenly lit up.

The light of the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring burst forth instantly, and the divine power of the Six-Winged Angel continuously gathered along the sword's body, eventually merging completely into the golden longsword.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Angel's Glory!"

Boom!

A dazzling, holy light suddenly erupted, and the wings on the back of the Six-Winged Angel unfolded simultaneously. The terrifying energy was continuously compressed, eventually transforming into an extremely sharp golden sword aura.

Since it was a swordsmanship contest, the Angel's Glory was not emitted directly from the chest of the Angel Phantom behind him, but rather converged on the Holy Sword!

"Holy Fusion Technique!"

"Melt it for me!"

The next moment, the energy of several Soul Ring merged into the Holy Sword in Qian Xunji's hand.

This Holy Sword was not formed directly by Qian Xunji using his Soul Power, but rather through his fifth Soul Ring.

The power of Angel's Glory was already considerable, and now with the addition of Holy Fusion Technique, the surrounding space had already begun to tremble slightly even before the sword energy was fully unleashed.

Yu Changge, seeing this, felt somewhat embarrassed, thinking to himself: Uncle Qian, it's not that serious, really not. What merit does Chen Jianjun have to deserve such a serious treatment from you?

Chen Jianjun's expression turned completely serious.

He knew that he had no way out in the face of this sword strike.

The next moment, Chen Jianjun suddenly raised the Seven Kill Sword in his hand, and all nine Soul Ring lit up at the same time, with the ultimate sword intent constantly gathering around his body.

"Seven Kill Sword!"

"Kill Character Formula!"

He swung his sword repeatedly, and nine huge scarlet "kill" characters appeared in mid-air almost simultaneously. Each character was formed from pure sword intent, and the sword light contained a strong killing aura.

The nine "kill" characters echo each other.

Chen Jianjun has brought his understanding of swordsmanship and the Seven Kill Sword to its extreme, and believes that these nine "kill" characters are enough to withstand Qian Xunji's sword!

But the next moment, Qian Xunji finally unleashed the Holy Sword in his hand.

A golden sword aura pierced the sky, carrying an unstoppable divine power, and crashed into the nine "kill" characters.

Boom!

The first word "kill" shattered instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third also collapsed one after another. These nine "kill" characters were completely unable to form an effective barrier in the face of this golden sword energy.

Chen Jianjun's pupils suddenly contracted, and the Seven Kill Sword in his hand trembled violently. He poured all his Soul Power and sword intent into it, trying to increase the number of "kill" characters!

However, with his current abilities, nine "kill" characters were his limit. Before he could even condense the tenth "kill" character, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

In just a moment, Chen Jianjun's nine "kill" characters, unleashed with all his might, ultimately failed to stop Qian Xunji's ninth Soul Skill!