Titled-Level Clash, the Ninth Soul Skill Leads the Way

Outside Heaven Dou City.

In a vast, open area.

Sword Douluo stood atop his Seven Kill Sword.

His robes fluttered despite the absence of wind.

So did his full head of white hair.

Before long, Ye Qingtian arrived as well.

Ning Fengzhi and the others also gathered here with their people.

Even the many spectators from before, every last one of them, put down what they were doing and rushed over to watch.

A clash between Titled Douluo was an opportunity that came only once in a lifetime.

For the moment, nothing else could compare to such excitement.

"This friend, since we are going to fight here!"

"I am Chen Xin. My martial soul is the Seven Kill Sword, and my title is Sword!"

"May I ask what your martial soul and title are?"

Sword Douluo clasped his hands behind his back.

His gaze shone sharply as he studied Ye Qingtian.

From the very first moment he saw Ye Qingtian, he had realized that he could not see through him at all.

On the Douluo Continent, there were only so many well-known Titled Douluo, and there seemed to be no one named Ye Qingtian among them.

"If you can force me to use my martial soul, then you will naturally be able to guess my title!"

"If you cannot force me to use my martial soul, then knowing my title would have no meaning!"

"I have already agreed to your request for a match. Begin!"

Ye Qingtian strolled lightly through the air.

Without any foothold, he soon rose to the same height as Sword Douluo.

A trace of surprise appeared on Sword Douluo's face.

Hearing Ye Qingtian's answer, he was momentarily rendered speechless.

Just how confident did one have to be to have no intention of even summoning one's martial soul after agreeing to fight him?

It seems he really is strong!

Sword Douluo thought to himself.

At his level, he did not believe that Ye Qingtian was merely putting on airs.

After all, the name Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo, was renowned throughout the soul master world. Unless Ye Qingtian possessed absolute confidence, he would not behave in such a manner.

"Grandpa Sword, you have to win!"

"Rongrong knows Grandpa Sword loves Rongrong the most!"

Ning Rongrong shouted at the top of her lungs.

If Sword Douluo lost, she would have to return to where she had been and kneel all the way to Shrek Academy.

She did not want such a humiliating thing to truly happen.

Everyone from Shrek Academy watched with blazing eyes as well.

Standing among the Shrek Academy group, Tang San maintained a grave expression.

He secretly observed Ye Qingtian, trying to see through him through his observations, even using his Purple Demon Eye.

A battle between Titled Douluo was indeed exceedingly rare.

At the same time, he was calculating whether he could learn more about Ye Qingtian.

Once the matter at hand was resolved, perhaps he could come up with a way to bring Xiao Wu back.

After pondering for a long while, Tang San realized that he could not see through Ye Qingtian.

Frowning, he walked to Yu Xiaogang's side and lowered his voice. "Teacher, you said before that my father is this generation's Clear Sky Douluo."

"Teacher, do you know anything about my father? Could you tell me more about him?"

"And in your eyes, Teacher, who is stronger—my father or this Ye Qingtian?"

Hearing this,

Yu Xiaogang was slightly startled.

He met Tang San's burning gaze.

He took a sharp breath, then slowly let it out.

At the same time, an almost fanatical look of worship appeared on his face.

"Little San, His Excellency Clear Sky is absolutely one of the strongest Titled Douluo in this world!"

"I do not know much about His Excellency Clear Sky, but there is one matter I have heard of!"

"It is said that when His Excellency Clear Sky had just broken through to become a Titled Douluo, he defeated three Titled Douluo of Spirit Hall by himself, even causing the previous generation's Pope to die of severe injuries!"

"Not only that, a legendary expert of Spirit Hall emerged and pursued His Excellency Clear Sky for a long time, yet was still unable to do anything to him!"

"So many years have passed. His Excellency Clear Sky must be even stronger now. Compared with this Ye Qingtian, His Excellency Clear Sky should still have the upper hand!"

As Tang Hao's loyal bootlicker,

Yu Xiaogang spared no effort in praising him.

The fervor in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest. Instead, it grew even hotter.

Tang San's heart settled.

With Yu Xiaogang's words, the great weight hanging over his heart quietly fell away.

In midair.

Sword Douluo was silent for a moment.

Then he brought two fingers together, and the Seven Kill Sword beneath his feet immediately hovered behind him.

"Since you have said so, then I hope this old man can see your martial soul!"

"I have suddenly become very curious about your title!"

Sword Douluo shouted deeply.

In an instant, the Soul Power around him erupted explosively!

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"

Clang—

An enormous Seven Kill Sword enveloped him.

Fierce sword intent spread wildly in every direction.

The terrifying pressure forced everyone present to retreat far away, not daring to step into the battle zone lightly.

Bathed beneath the Seven Kill Avatar.

Sword Douluo immediately let out another roar. "Ninth Soul Skill, God and Demon Dual Slash!"

Even more terrifying Soul Power boiled in the air.

The air seemed about to be evaporated dry by the Soul Power, and the entire world became incomparably oppressive.

"This old fellow has gone a little mad!"

"Right from the start, he used his Martial Soul Avatar and even directly unleashed his Ninth Soul Skill!"

"It seems this old fellow has noticed something!"

Bone Douluo was startled.

Having known Sword Douluo for many years, he understood very well what kind of person Sword Douluo was.

Clearly, from Sword Douluo's perspective, Ye Qingtian was extraordinary. Otherwise, he would never have used his Ninth Soul Skill right at the beginning.

Drawing in a sharp breath, Bone Douluo looked toward Ye Qingtian. Seeing that Ye Qingtian still had not summoned his martial soul, he was even more bewildered.

Ye Qingtian watched Sword Douluo's charge-up with great interest.

It would have been somewhat dishonest to say he was not surprised.

He had not expected Sword Douluo to choose his Ninth Soul Skill to open the battle, and to do so in Martial Soul Avatar form, preparing to unleash the Ninth Soul Skill at its strongest.

After all, for a Titled Douluo, the Ninth Soul Skill generally amounted to their most powerful technique.

Moreover, it was the soul skill granted by their highest-aged soul ring.

"Interesting!"

"But it is still not enough to force out my martial soul!"

Ye Qingtian muttered with a sigh.

He still kept his hands behind his back.

He strolled leisurely through the air, utterly unaffected by the pressure erupting from Sword Douluo.

Sword Douluo did not allow himself to be distracted. Though Ye Qingtian's composure surprised him, it did not affect his fighting spirit in the slightest.

Terrifying sword intent ravaged the heavens and earth.

A giant sword took shape and slashed straight toward Ye Qingtian.

"This friend, you had better be careful!"

"Slash!!"