Douluo: I have eight enshrinements, Qian Renxue protector!

Chapter 16 A master of swordsmanship!
Ji Wudao naturally noticed Tang San and sneered in his heart: "Boy, pray, pray that you won't die in Wuhun City!"

He had already planned that instead of killing Tang San this time, he would have another chance, that is, after the Soul Master Competition was over and Bibi Dong presented the award, Bibi Dong might take action against Tang San.

Tang Hao may appear by then, and he will take action to kill Tang San and Tang Hao together!

If he didn't succeed this time, he would have few chances in the future. Even if the other party was alert, he would have no chance to kill him again.

Moreover, Tang Hao is also a super Douluo, very powerful, and has the secret skills of the Haotian Sect, explosive rings, and the Great Sumeru Hammer, etc. He doesn't know if he will be his opponent's opponent. .

Moreover, Ji Wudao felt that Tang San must have discovered something. After all, the other party had purple magic eyes and could see things that others could not see. He was surrounded by evil aura, and although it was already deeply hidden, he could not guarantee it. If you do, the other party will see it.

Looking at Tang San's expression, it was obvious that he did not suspect him. After all, the identity gap between the two was really too big. One was a Super Douluo and the other was a Soul Douluo. However, he looked simple and honest. No matter who I'm afraid there is no doubt about him.

"Wow~ Brother Xue's guard captain is already a strong Contra player. He's so powerful." Ning Rongrong looked at Ning Wuque and said.

Xue Qinghe smiled and said: "What does this mean? The seven of you will all have high achievements in the future. It will probably not be difficult for you to be titled Douluo. Especially Tang San, who has a rare twin martial spirit. Your future achievements will definitely not be low, and you will even be in the world. Above all of you!”

Hearing Xue Qinghe's compliment, Tang San smiled and said, "Brother Xue is so complimentary. Tang San doesn't have that kind of talent."

Even if he had, he wouldn't admit it.

Xue Qinghe smiled and said, "I know better than you."

Tang San's talent was very good. He was already a soul sect in his teens, and his fourth soul ring was a ten thousand year soul ring. His talent was outstanding.

You know, even Feng Xiaotian, a soul master with innate soul power, is just a soul sect at the age of 24.

"Brother Xue, I wonder what the martial spirit of the guard next to you is? Tang San is a little curious." Tang San asked.

He always felt that this person was not as simple as he seemed. Especially when he first met him, he felt like a sharp sword, an unrivaled sword. Not even Sword Douluo gave him such a strong feeling. Feel.

At the same time, the person who wanted to kill him gave him the same feeling, even stronger, so he guessed that the captain of the guard should be a soul master with a sword-type martial spirit, and he was also a sword-wielder. The master!

Xue Qinghe didn't think much and said, "Ning Wuque, introduce yourself."

Ning Wucha nodded, took a step forward and said, "My martial spirit is Qingzhi Sword, a level 86 Soul Douluo."

Hearing that the opponent's martial spirit was a sword, Chen Xin immediately became interested and said, "Since your martial spirit is a sword, you must be a master of swordsmanship. Why don't we give it a try?"

Knowing that the other party used a sword, Chen Xin immediately became interested and wanted to compete with the other party to see how good the other party was. After all, he had just lost to one of the Eight Immortals of the Spirit Hall in the way of swordsmanship!

Hearing this, Ning Wuque was stunned, and then said in astonishment: "Senior Jian, you are a powerful Titled Douluo. I am just an ordinary Soul Douluo. How can I be your opponent? Aren't you bullying others?"

As soon as these words came out, the people around him immediately laughed. This man was really interesting. He was worthy of being the guard beside His Royal Highness.

Chen Xin smiled and said: "I know what you are worried about, so how about we just compete in swordsmanship without using soul skills or soul power?"

After hearing this, Ning Wuque breathed a sigh of relief and said, "In that case, I will take over Senior Jian!"

Then everyone made a place for the two of them. "Third brother, who do you think will win?" Xiao Wu asked doubtfully.

Tang San didn't even think about it, and said: "Of course it's Senior Sword Douluo. Senior Sword Douluo has been famous for a long time, and he established his way with the sword. Although the opponent is also a master of swords, he definitely cannot be Sword Douluo. Senior’s opponent.”

At this time, Ning Fengzhi said: "Tang San, your analysis is correct. Although the opponent is also a master of swordsmanship, Uncle Jian is a titled Douluo. His understanding of his own swordsmanship is probably only that of the daytime master." He is better than him."

What Ning Fengzhi is talking about here is Ji Wudao during the day. With his assistance, Chen Xin could not defeat the eight worshipers of Wuhun Palace. This shows how powerful the opponent is, and Chen Xin even admitted personally that he was slightly better at swordsmanship. One step ahead.

At this time, Chen Xin had summoned the Seven Kills Sword. Although he did not use his soul power, the Seven Kills Sword's intention had begun to become wanton.

Opposite Ning Wuque also summoned his own martial spirit. The Qingzhi Sword was clearly a bronze sword, but compared to Chen Xin's Seven Kills Sword, the quality of the Qingzhi Sword's martial spirit was obviously a little inferior.

Ning Wuque held the sword in one hand and said with a serious expression: "Senior Jian is offended!"

Immediately speeding up, the Qingzhi Sword suddenly stabbed towards the opponent, directly facing him.

Facing the stabbing sword, Chen Xin blocked it with a horizontal sword. Ning Wuque withdrew the Qingzhi sword, and then slashed from bottom to top.

"Clang!" The two swords collided together, making a deafening sound.

Chen Xin stood there, while Ning Wuque took a step back.

"Boy, you are very good. Your understanding of the sword is not bad!" Chen Xin looked at Ning Wuque with the same eyes as a junior.

Ning Wuque smiled and said, "Then come again, Senior Jian!"

As he spoke, he quickened his pace, and the two collided again, their swords colliding and causing sparks to fly.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that although Ning Wuque used all his strength, Chen Xin seemed to be able to do it with ease and did not use all his strength at all.

At this moment, Chen Xin suddenly drew his sword.

With a "clang" sound, a sword knocked the green sword out of Ning Wuque's hand and stuck it on the ground.

Ning Wuque's pupils suddenly shrank, he immediately took back his martial spirit, and said with a wry smile: "Senior Jian is really the number one in swordsmanship, and I am no match."

This sentence was very useful to Chen Xin, but he denied it: "There are people outside the world, and there is a world outside the world. Even I dare not consider myself No. 1 in the way of swordsmanship. There is no end to the way of swordsmanship!"

"I've been taught a lesson, I've been taught a lesson." Ning Wuque said with a cupped hand.

Then everyone gathered around the bonfire again to keep warm.

Xue Qinghe looked at Ning Wuque and thought, "Brother Ji, I really don't know what the other party's expression would be like if they knew you were."

(End of this chapter)