Born to Wield a Sword (Please Recommend, Favorite, and Vote Monthly!)

Overwhelming slashes rained down on Chen Xin, yet with only a single Seven Kill Sword, he defended without a single opening. No matter how relentlessly Su Sanjia attacked, Chen Xin did not move even one step.

As time passed, Chen Xin began to sense that something was wrong.

Never mind how much soul power this kid had—wasn't his stamina a little too outrageous?

Such dense, frenzied slashing had continued for several minutes. Even a Soul Sage would have to stop and catch their breath, wouldn't they? Yet Su Sanjia was like a machine that never tired. Not only did he show no signs of fatigue, he looked even more energized than before.

"What a savage sword! Kid, slashing around so recklessly without any form is meaningless!"

Chen Xin could naturally tell that Su Sanjia's understanding of swordsmanship was practically nonexistent. Yet Su Sanjia had genuinely condensed sword intent. It could only be said that he possessed astonishing talent for the sword, but had never received the guidance of a renowned master.

Chen Xin's heart burned with excitement.

Nothing was more thrilling than molding a top-tier genius into exactly what he wanted!

Chen Xin flicked his wrist, and a tremendous force instantly surged from the Seven Kill Sword! Su Sanjia was knocked away, while Chen Xin held his sword one-handed, his entire body seemingly merging with the Seven Kill Sword in his hand.

Man and sword as one!

"Kid, watch carefully!"

An immensely powerful sword intent erupted from Chen Xin. The Seven Kill Sword in his hand seemed to come alive, fierce and overbearing as it lunged at Su Sanjia like a tiger! Su Sanjia's pupils contracted, and he hurriedly raised his sword to block. But before the Seven Kill Sword, Su Sanjia's technique was far too crude. After only a few exchanges, the tip of the Seven Kill Sword was already pressed against Su Sanjia's throat.

"Swordsmanship—what is swordsmanship? A sword is a weapon for killing. Cast aside all flashy techniques, discard complexity for simplicity. Swift alone, sharp alone; heaven and earth are the sword, and with a single thought, gods may be slain! This is the Seven Kill Sword Art!"

As Chen Xin attacked, he explained. Su Sanjia's eyes gleamed as he listened. This so-called Seven Kill Sword Art could be summed up in four points: ruthless heart, steady hand, unwavering intent, sharp sword!

And those four points suited Su Sanjia perfectly.

After all, he was not some devil fruit user who could come up with names like "Demonic Aura: Nine-Sword Style: Asura: Draw Sword: Play of the Dead." Light symbolized ultimate speed. Though the Glint-Glint Fruit, modified by the Douluo world, could not grant him that exaggerated power of nature all at once, his speed continued to increase along with his soul power. The Seven Kill Sword Art indeed matched most of Su Sanjia's strengths.

Chen Xin had originally only wanted to test Su Sanjia's talent, so he began frequently using the introductory techniques of the Seven Kill Sword Art. Yet he soon discovered that after twenty exchanges, Su Sanjia had already begun deliberately imitating him. After fifty exchanges, Su Sanjia's swordsmanship was still crude, but a faint outline of the Seven Kill Sword Art could already be seen. After one hundred exchanges, Chen Xin was certain—this was what entry into the Seven Kill Sword Art looked like!

At that moment, even Chen Xin, hailed as the foremost figure of the sword path and confident that none could rival him in swordsmanship, suffered no small blow.

When had he first entered the gates of the Seven Kill Sword Art?

It seemed that after absorbing his first soul ring, it had taken him half a year...

But this kid...

A mere twenty minutes...

Could someone truly be this astounding? With such talent, let alone becoming a Titled Douluo, if he could grow to maturity, his achievements would definitely not fall short of Chen Xin, a level 96 Titled Douluo! And that was still a conservative estimate. Without being conservative, he might even glimpse the heights beyond level 97!

Chen Xin's heart blazed as he looked at Su Sanjia with increasing satisfaction.

The techniques of his sword changed once more. At this moment, he disregarded everything else and only wanted to see how much Su Sanjia could comprehend.

Like a sponge, Su Sanjia madly absorbed the knowledge.

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sword Douluo!"

Su Sanjia's breathing was somewhat hurried, and his forehead was covered in sweat. He respectfully bowed to Sword Douluo.

"Mm. Your talent is passable, but you must still work diligently! Let's go. Fengzhi should have already prepared the banquet."

Chen Xin nodded, clasping his hands behind his back. Yet his right hand, the one he most often used, trembled slightly. More astonishing still were the turbulent waves raging in his heart.

This kid had been born to wield a sword!

One year—no, not even half a year would be needed. If all the swordsmanship in the world amounted to one measure, this kid would surely claim a full tenth of it!

Chen Xin's heart stirred. Raising a hand, he summoned his Seven Kill Sword and stepped onto it like an immortal banished from heaven. With a thought, he rose into the air and rode the sword through the sky!

Chen Xin firmly believed that no one in this world could refuse the joy of riding a sword through the air.

He eagerly anticipated seeing the envy in Su Sanjia's eyes, and then...

He saw golden light radiate from Su Sanjia's body as he floated into the air.

"Please lead the way, Senior!"

Chen Xin: ...

What the hell, was there still any justice in this world? A four-ringed kid could fly? Had that martial soul called Radiant Light become this absurd already?

Along the way, Chen Xin said nothing more. He deliberately displayed the graceful poise of flying on a sword, only to find that Su Sanjia behind him was far more relaxed and carefree than he had imagined.

Su Sanjia did not strike up a conversation either. He was digesting the knowledge of swordsmanship he had learned that afternoon.

After an entire afternoon of training, Su Sanjia's swordsmanship had advanced by leaps and bounds. Even his soul power had risen slightly through this training. Swordsmanship cultivation and soul power cultivation went hand in hand!

Amid that silent atmosphere, Chen Xin led Su Sanjia to the banquet hall with an expression as if he were severely constipated. Upon entering, Ning Fengzhi naturally sat at the head of the table, with Bone Douluo beside him. There was no one else. The table was filled with rare and precious ingredients gathered from all corners of the land, many of them taken from soul beasts. The main dish even came from a ten-thousand-year soul beast! Such food was greatly beneficial to cultivation. Perhaps only the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could afford such extravagance.

For Ning Fengzhi, as the master of a sect, to entertain a junior with such grandeur would surely leave people's jaws on the floor if word got out! The atmosphere at the table was excellent. From beginning to end, Ning Fengzhi's topics revolved around Su Sanjia, yet he was never intrusive. After the meal, Ning Fengzhi had wanted to say something more to Su Sanjia, but a fluctuation of soul power entered his ears—it was Chen Xin's voice.

"After a whole day of exertion, Sanjia must be rather tired as well."

Ning Fengzhi smiled as he spoke. Someone then led Su Sanjia to his room. Before he left, Ning Fengzhi added, "No need to feel restrained. Just treat this place as your own home!"

Su Sanjia nodded in agreement, exchanged a few polite words, and left. Only after Su Sanjia had gone did Ning Fengzhi turn his gaze toward Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

"Uncle Sword, what did you mean by that just now?"

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong looked at Chen Xin. The latter set down his teacup and let out a long sigh.

"I once believed that, on the path of the sword, I, Chen Xin, possessed peerless talent. But after seeing him today, I finally understand that there are always greater people beyond people, and greater heavens beyond the heavens!"

"Fengzhi, and you too, old bonehead—this child's future achievements will absolutely not be beneath mine! Within twenty years, the Douluo Continent may gain another young Titled Douluo!"