Douluo: Peerless Blood Angel

Chapter 286 Let me use your sword!
The sword light cut through the gray afterimage.

Ji Juechen ignored the protest from his body to his soul, and with anger in his expression, he raised the simple long sword in his hand.

He has been detained here for almost two months.

Time is not a big problem, and he doesn't have to go to Star Luo City - the reason why he goes to Star Luo City is just because he feels it is necessary to fulfill the responsibility of a friend and protect his friend's sister.

After all, Xingluo City is still an enemy city.

But to be honest, Ji Juechen didn't feel that the majestic Princess Sun and Moon lacked the protection of a Soul Emperor.

Even though he, the Soul Emperor, is indeed a bit special and capable of fighting, he is not to the point where he is invincible in the world every second, and not to the point where no one is safe without him.

The main thing is that I am bored, why not go out for a walk and maybe meet some good swordsmen?
Anyway, it's better than staying in the Sun and Moon Empire, facing a bunch of fools with soul tools every day, who are famous for their swordsmanship - it's true that he loves challenges, but there are too many opponents with the same routine. It will also be tiring.

But the matter of being stopped...

Don't think that Jian Chi really has no emotions or desires, he also has anger.

And when the person blocking the road is a mysterious man who hides his head and tail, even his face is hidden under a tattered gray robe, and there is no response no matter how many times he is scolded, but when he is blocked in front of him, the anger becomes even greater.

What made him so angry that he even forgot to take a break was that he couldn't hit the person in front of him.

Yes, it can't be hit.

The man in gray robe is holding the sword and pestle there. Whether he is resting, taking a nap, or solving personal problems, he stays there quietly. When he tries to get past the man in gray robe, or tries to attack with his sword, he He continued to swing the sword back and forth, like a feather blowing in the wind, always brushing against Ji Juechen's sword edge.

Ji Juechen was a little interested at first. After all, the other party looked like he was a swordsman. With his superb body skills and his silent personality, he might be an expert hermit who appeared out of nowhere. Lie Xinxi came to see him, Ji Juechen, for a sword competition...

But didn’t he hide for two months?

He returned the sword without even drawing it, it was pure contempt.

The sword edge once again followed the path of the breeze and passed over the tattered gray robe, stirring up a piece of gravel. The force of the shock caused Ji Juechen, who had not had a good rest for a long time, to stumble and almost lose his sword. Throwing it out - with such a mysterious man with a strange origin standing in front of him, he didn't dare to really rest assured and boldly.

But in the end, he still tightly held the long sword that he spent most of his life sharpening with his own martial spirit.

But that's all.

A long sword wrapped in a thick strip of cloth had been placed on his shoulder. Ji Juechen did not doubt that the blade had the ability to break through the strip of cloth and cut off his life.

So he stopped all his movements.

Then he let out a long breath, feeling an indescribable joy in his heart. After two months, the mysterious man finally made a move other than dodge.

"Why are seniors teasing juniors like this?" Regardless of whether Ji Juechen is angry or not, the mysterious man in front of him is not a match for him - people from the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Guidance Academy often call him a madman, but that is used to describe his fighting skills. style and belligerence, not that he's actually crazy.

At least he's not a lunatic who kills everyone he sees regardless of Sanqi 21 and doesn't know the importance of common things.

Not being afraid of death does not mean wanting to die.

"Your sword is messed up." The man in gray's voice sounded like a sword roaring in his throat, with a strong smell of blood coming out of his mouth.

"Senior, if our identities were exchanged, of course I could tell you without any pain that you still need to improve your swordsmanship and that your sword has lost its balance." Ji Juechen laughed angrily and turned to look at the man in gray. He didn't even care about the sword on his shoulder.

For two months, a person relied on his extremely high soul power level to remain motionless. Except for the necessary time, a person kept swinging his sword. His skills were not as good as others, but what sarcastic remarks could he make here? !

"But at least the sword didn't fall out of hand, so it's still qualified." The man in gray nodded noncommittally, and removed the sword edge from Ji Juechen's shoulder, "Can you tell me about the sword in your heart, young man?"

"Shape and meaning." When Ji Juechen mentioned the sword, his face suddenly became serious. He raised the long sword in his hand and looked at the simple long sword in his hand as if he were looking at a lover.

This is what he has insisted on for most of his life.

He didn't know why he persisted, but he felt that he should do it, so the sword gave him an answer and a reward.

Relying on the talent of the long sword in his hand and the innate soul power of the third level, he successfully reached a realm that was not considered the innate soul power of the third level, and he can continue to move forward in the future.

He became a man of miracles.

"Shape is the pinnacle of skill. You can combine all kinds of incredible pieces at your fingertips. Meaning is to give your own will to the sword..."

Before the man in gray could continue to ask questions, Ji Juechen told what he had realized and what he had seen and heard.

He is not like other soul masters who wish not to let outsiders know about even the smallest change in their cultivation. They must hide it and eat dust, calling it inheritance.

He didn't hide anything, and there was no need to hide it.

Perhaps it is because he has lived among the group of soul masters all year round, and he also believes that cultivation pays the most attention to communication; or perhaps it is because his friends told him that he is the only one who knows swords in this land now, and it is estimated that no one will know better than him in the future. , you can tell anyone openly, but others won’t understand anyway.

I can’t understand it even if I practice it.

"This is the junior's understanding of swords. Please enlighten me, senior." But it turns out that, as my friend said, what he said is often just nonsense and may not be correct. Now, there is a person who may understand swords. Yet?
Then Ji Juechen looked at the man in gray with burning eyes.

The man in gray was silent, seeming to be thinking, "Isn't this like a saying that should be said in this land? A saying that can be born, even if it is a sword, shouldn't everything pursue the power of soul skills and martial souls? Pursue Is the soul power level increasing?"

Ji Juechen said a lot, but he did not mention martial arts and soul skills. It seemed that in his eyes, these things were not worth mentioning.He didn't even mention the soul power level. It seemed that in his eyes, as long as the form and intention reached their peak, the soul power level would naturally follow.

After the man in gray finished speaking, the hope in Ji Juechen's eyes instantly turned into disappointment.

Sure enough, you can't expect anyone else to understand the so-called sword.

"Are you interested in becoming my disciple?" The man in gray didn't seem to be aware of Ji Juechen's disappointment. "In this deformed land, a sword embryo like you can be born, which is very suitable for me." Eye edge.”

"Not interested in."

You don’t even know how to use a sword, but you can talk about a hammer.

"It seems that you have misunderstood something. I am not one of these deformed seekers." The man in gray was stunned, and then he realized something. "I come from the God Realm, and I can barely be considered a person who knows swords. As long as you become my disciple, you can learn more orthodox and better swordsmanship."

"There's nothing orthodox about swords. I'm not interested."

Although Ji Juechen seems to be the only one who loves swords so far, he has heard a saying - everyone's swords are different, and there is no orthodox theory.

"You can inherit my throne, the throne of a god king, just like the legendary Poseidon thousands of years ago. You can help your country win the continental war, you can establish an eternal orthodoxy, and even make more people Come learn your sword.”

"Can you help me with the sword?"

"It's just a foreign object. You still have to rely on yourself for the sword."

"Not interested in."

"Then what can I do to get you interested?" The man in gray asked curiously.

"Since you said you also know how to sword, let me see your sword." Ji Juechen's eyes showed suspicion. After saying so much, he roughly understood it - the person in front of him at least felt that he understood sword.

But you have to take a look before talking.

"Are you sure?" Huiyi said with a hint of a smile, "I'm afraid you won't want to touch the sword again in the future."

"I haven't drawn my sword yet, who knows?" Ji Juechen's sword pointed at the man in gray.

"Okay then." The man in gray didn't make the slightest move. It seemed like he just wanted to escape just like he had in the past two months. "I hope young man you won't have your Taoist heart broken by this."

As soon as the words fell, a cold light shone through Wanchuan.

Ji Juechen finally saw the sword edge hidden under the thick cloth.

The sword that precedes time - this is Yu Xing.

Ji Juechen felt as if he was in a world of blood, with countless enemies in front of him, and only a long sword in his hand - this was Yu Yi.

After the sword light flashed, he could only describe it this way.

Kacha~
The long sword in his hand that had accompanied him all his life was broken into two pieces in his frightened eyes, and the sword light reflected the splash of blood.

But Ji Juechen didn't notice the huge wound on his chest, he just stared blankly at the half of the sword.

"Young man, are you interested now?" The voice of the man in gray sounded next to him again.

no answer.

"A sword is a murder weapon, and sword skills are killing skills - this is my sword. Are you interested?" The man in gray said unhurriedly.

After a long while, Ji Juechen's dull voice came out, "Not interested."

The man in gray sighed.

It is normal to have such a reaction when someone hits you to the core in the area where you are most confident.

"I will wait for you to figure it out." The man in gray strode towards the direction of Xingluo City.

It takes some time to reshape the Taoist heart. He is willing to give this sword embryo born under a deformed cultivation system some time, and he is also willing to waste some energy on this rough stone that has not been soaked too much.

He never lacks time, let alone energy.

What to do if you can’t rebuild your Taoist heart?
Then it can't be reshaped. This universe will never favor anyone, and he is not Ji Juechen's biological father.

In the world, only the weak obey the strong, and mortals imitate the path of advancement of gods. How can there be any reason for gods to subdue mortals in turn?

Unless God has his own plans and goals that he must achieve.

God Shura has always understood this truth.

That's just retribution that must be achieved.

　good night

　　
　
(End of this chapter)