Outside the north gate of Soto City, there was a wide avenue.
Following this road northwards, it would take about half a month to reach the Heavenly Dou Imperial Capital.
"The moonlight is so white tonight!"
Lu Feng looked up at the bright moon hanging in the sky and couldn't help but sigh.
After walking for a while, Lu Feng slowed his pace and finally stopped in the middle of the road.
"Come out."
Lu Feng's eyes flashed coldly, and the [Finger Tiger] martial soul instantly appeared on his hands. Two yellow and one purple soul rings pulsated around him.
It seemed tonight would be a sleepless night!
"Clap clap clap."
A series of clapping sounds rang out on the empty road, and a figure emerged from the shadows.
"As expected of a genius soul master capable of taking on ten enemies at once and killing enemies of higher levels, truly keen insight."
A thin figure emerged from the darkness, wearing a loose black robe. A black hood covered his face, only revealing a small mustache at the corner of his mouth.
"I am Tang Si. May I ask what brings you here? It's the middle of the night, surely you're not here to admire the moon with a grown man like me?" Lu Feng said with a slight smile, his eyes narrowed.
The man stared coldly at Lu Feng, his voice low and deep, slowly uttering two words, "Testing my sword."
The man's soul power erupted instantly, his right hand subtly reaching for his waist, making a gesture of drawing a sword in mid-air.
At that moment, Lu Feng instantly felt himself enveloped by a sharp sword aura.
"Clang!"
A resounding sword cry rang out.
The man drew his right hand, a silver sword light rapidly spreading along his palm, finally forming a cold, long sword. Its entire body was clear blue, as if sculpted from crystal.
At the same time, five gleaming soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and one black—rose up, slowly floating around him.
The man casually twirled the sword, saying lightly, "The sword is three feet four inches long and a little over two inches wide. It's called Seven Kills!"
Lu Feng's lips twitched involuntarily as he watched the man's elegant movements. "
It's just summoning a martial soul, why all this fuss ?
" Lu Feng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. He already knew who the newcomer was. Among the group of men in black who had ambushed him in the grove, there was indeed a Soul King who wielded a sword.
"The Seven Kill Sword? Could he be a descendant of Sword Douluo?"
A faint purple hue crept into Lu Feng's eyes. He quickly scanned his surroundings but didn't find the Soul Saint or higher-level expert.
"So, this kid really has nothing better to do than come and challenge me to a duel in the middle of the night?"
Lu Feng's eyes darkened. He stared at the man's mustache and suddenly felt an urge to give him a good beating.
At this moment, the man held a sword in his right hand and placed his left hand behind his back.
His eyes were filled with indifference as he slowly spoke, "Tang Si, your strength is the strongest Soul Master I've ever seen. I won't take advantage of your cultivation to bully you, so I'll let you make the first move."
"Oh, is that so? Then watch closely."
As he spoke, Lu Feng's powerful soul force erupted, his third soul ring lit up, and his entire body was bathed in a strong golden light.
Lu Feng took a step forward, his body instantly shooting off, leaving only a dented footprint in the ground.
"Such speed."
The man's eyes sharpened, the mockery in them fading slightly.
His immense soul power erupted instantly, raising his aura to its peak. His third soul ring lit up, and in an instant, the temperature of the surrounding air seemed to drop several degrees.
The next moment, the man moved.
He was incredibly fast, leaving afterimages behind him.
"Clang! Clang!"
Several sounds of clash rang out.
The wind aura formed by the finger tiger martial soul collided with the man's longsword. Lu Feng was surprised to find that the black-quality finger tiger martial soul couldn't gain any advantage.
The next moment, the surprise in Lu Feng's eyes turned into joy. A ball of black light fell from the man's body.
He picked up a fragment of the black martial soul [Seven Kill Sword] *1 (1/10)
"Hmph." Lu Feng snorted lightly, then disassembled the martial soul fragment.
Although his soul rings had different elemental attributes, they were mostly power-type, not suitable for agile martial souls like the Seven Kill Sword.
"Fine, let me see what other secrets this Seven Kill Sword holds."
The next moment, Lu Feng's mind raced, and he retreated rapidly.
The man unleashed a sharp sword aura, blasting a large crater into the spot where Lu Feng had been standing.
"Such a powerful attack."
Lu Feng's expression turned serious as he looked at the man's gleaming first spirit ring.
Since his battle with that dog-headed spirit master, Lu Feng hadn't fought at full strength for a long time. The kill of Zhao Wuji didn't count, as he had used Luo Wupao's power.
Since obtaining his third spirit ring, Lu Feng hadn't encountered a single truly formidable opponent of the same level.
Spirit Venerables of the same level posed no challenge.
He had killed one or two Spirit Sect Masters, but they hadn't stirred any emotion within him.
This level 51 or 52 Spirit King before him possessed the Seven Kill Sword spirit. Lu Feng genuinely wanted to have a serious fight with him and see where his strength's limits lay.
In an instant, the black-robed Spirit King also sensed Lu Feng's fighting spirit.
A smile curled at the corner of the man's lips; he hadn't felt this way in a long time.
His name was Chen Chen, grandson of Sword Douluo, and the number one young talent of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
The next moment, his Seven Kill Sword unleashed a powerful aura.
This was pure sword intent; most people facing this chilling sword aura would tremble and be unable to resist.
"Are you cheering too?" Chen Chen's indifferent eyes looked at the Seven Kill Sword as he spoke calmly.
Then, he looked at Lu Feng, a glint of light suddenly appearing in his eyes.
"Chen Chen, a level 51 Power Attack-type Soul King, please enlighten me!"
Hearing this, Lu Feng curled his lip.
A Soul King dared to challenge a Soul Venerable like me?
The next moment, Lu Feng's eyes narrowed, radiating a chilling aura. "Lu Feng, a level 40 Power Attack-type Quasi-Soul Grandmaster, please enlighten me!"
"Level 40?" Hearing this, Chen Chen's expression immediately turned serious.
This kid in front of him shouldn't be more than fifteen years old, right?
The next moment, Chen Chen's eyes cleared instantly. This time, he simply wanted to have a match.
Chen Chen placed the Seven Kill Sword at his waist, gripping the hilt tightly with his right hand, and made a drawing motion.
"Clang!"
The Seven Kill Sword flashed with a faint blue light, and a violent current of wind swirled around the blade, gradually covering Chen Chen's entire body.
Lu Feng's eyes turned cold, his first soul ring flashing in succession as
he rapidly threw punches. With each punch, his aura increased by three points. A thick layer of black soul power gathered around him, almost tangible.
This was the fist technique Lu Feng had comprehended from the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique. By stacking his first soul skill, he continuously increased the power and speed of his punches.
He couldn't afford to be so cautious, because he sensed that Chen Chen's aura was constantly rising.
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The black-quality skill fragment reminded Lu Feng that Chen Chen's move was anything but simple.
Gradually, due to the combined speed and power of his punch, Lu Feng became unsteady on his feet.
He took two steps to the left and right, staggering as if he were drunk. However, if Tang San were here, he would have noticed that Lu Feng's footwork was the Ghost Shadow Step.
At this moment, two surging soul power auras, one black and one blue, were clearly distinct on the road.
The blue side belonged to Chen Chen, who seemed shrouded in a whirlwind, cold and serene. A wisp of sword energy spilled out, instantly carving a deep mark on the ground.
On Lu Feng's side, there was a thick aura of darkness, making it difficult to see what was happening.
However, the deep indentation in the ground, with a series of footprints, indicated that his aura had been condensed to its limit.
"Damn, two lunatics, thank goodness I followed them."
By the roadside, a tall, burly man stared at the two in shock.
This man was Gu Lin, the level 82 Soul Douluo from the grove, the one who made the bet with Chen Chen.
Originally, he hadn't planned to come.
In his view, although the two differed by two Soul Rings, their actual combat strength was roughly the same, and neither could defeat the other.
But he never expected that the two would actually appreciate each other and adopt such an extreme fighting style.
"The Sword Drawing Style requires a long time to charge up, aren't you afraid of being ambushed?" Gu Lin looked at Chen Chen, somewhat disappointed.
At the same time, his gaze turned to Lu Feng, "Good kid, is this the Chaotic Cloak? If it were me, I would have retreated thousands of meters long. What if you throw a hundred or two hundred punches?"
The next moment, Chen Chen moved.
His speed was as fast as the wind, and a sword light flashed in the night, gone in an instant.
At the same time, Lu Feng also suddenly threw a punch.
A condensed Soul Power gathered in his right hand and blasted directly towards the sword light.
"Damn it, two lunatics!"
Gu Lin cursed inwardly, his figure instantly appearing at the center of the collision.
He used his back to block Chen Chen's sword light, and his front to block the extremely dense black light.
A yellowish-brown light shot into the sky, transforming into a seemingly illusory yet incredibly solid barrier.
The next instant, eight spirit rings appeared on his body simultaneously:
two yellow, two purple, and four black.
The strongest spirit ring configuration,
signifying his formidable strength as an eight-ring Soul Douluo!
After colliding with this yellow barrier, Lu Feng's body was thrown forward, finally crashing heavily to the ground with a thud.
"Cough cough!" Lu Feng coughed violently a few times, then pushed himself up.
He looked at the newcomer, a hint of seriousness flashing in his eyes.
A Soul Douluo!
"Crack!"
A shattering sound rang out.
Gu Lin's protective shield shattered like a mirror, and the back of his clothes was torn by Chen Chen's sword energy, revealing his solid back.
There was even a bright red bloodstain there.
An eight-ring Soul Douluo was injured?
"Seventh Master, what are you doing here?" Chen Chen approached Gu Lin with a puzzled expression, asking in confusion.
He glanced at Gu Lin's back, a hint of doubt rising in his eyes, "When did my sword-drawing stance become so powerful?"
"Slap!"
Gu Lin slapped Chen Chen on the head, cursing, "If I hadn't come, who would have cleaned your corpse?"
Chen Chen clutched his head, wincing in pain.
However, he still said defiantly, "Seventh Master, did I win this bet?"
"Hmph! Win my ass! If that punch had landed on you, you'd be lying on the floor by now!" Gu Lin cursed.
He seemed still not satisfied and kicked Chen Chen's butt hard.
Then, Gu Lin walked to Lu Feng's side, revealing what he thought was a friendly smile, "Kid, your name is Lu Feng?"
This kid's strength is ruthless.
A mere third ring, yet he could break through my soul power shield?
No, I just heard him say he'd reached level forty soul power.
A Soul Master under fifteen!
Gu Lin stroked his chin, thoughtful.
Lu Feng looked at the over three-meter-tall man before him and couldn't help but swallow hard.
He cupped his hands in greeting and said, "Greetings, Seventh Master. I am Lu Feng."
"Oh? You know me, kid?" Gu Lin asked with interest.
Lu Feng naturally didn't know Gu Lin; he had simply copied Chen Chen's way of addressing him.
Suddenly, Lu Feng's eyes flickered, as if he had thought of something.
He chuckled and said, "Back then, the seven kings of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School swore brotherhood, laughing arrogantly at all heroes. How exhilarating! Who in the entire Douluo Continent doesn't know? Who doesn't know?"
"Hahahaha!" Gu Lin burst into hearty laughter upon hearing this.
"You're not bad, kid!"
As he spoke, Gu Lin took out a token from his soul tool and tossed it to Lu Feng. "Kid, come visit my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School sometime."
Lu Feng caught the token; it felt slightly cold to the touch, and he couldn't tell what material it was made of.
"Thank you, Seventh Master! I will definitely prepare a generous gift and come to visit another day," Lu Feng said solemnly.
Gu Lin waved his hand, "Your presence is enough, why prepare gifts? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School may lack other things, but it certainly doesn't lack money."
With that, Gu Lin picked up Chen Chen's clothes, like carrying a chick, and disappeared into the darkness.
Lu Feng could still vaguely hear their conversation.
"Seventh Master, that's a Seven Treasure Token! Even I don't have one, and you just gave it away?"
"Weren't you focused on swordsmanship and didn't plan to get married before thirty?"
"Nonsense, Seventh Sister and I are already deeply in love."
"Alright, next time that kid comes to the sect, I'll have the sect leader betroth your Seventh Sister to him."
"Seventh Master, I was wrong!"
Lu Feng examined the token in his hand by the moonlight.
The token was a bright silver color, gleaming in the moonlight. A seven-story pagoda was engraved on the front, and a large 'seven' was on the back.
Lu Feng glanced at his soul tool and smiled.
"The Zhu family of Xingluo, the Spirit Hall, and now the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
"How come I never realized before that I had the potential to be a live-in son-in-law?"
(End of Chapter)