Chapter 45 Next Time We Meet, Let's Be Friends?
Could It Be an Invasion of Douluo Continent! The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's 20,000 Years of Unwillingness!
Crack—!
A crisp sound, seemingly existing only on the soul level, emanated from Chen Xin's body.
That was the shackle!
It was the level 96 soul power barrier that had troubled Chen Xin for many years, preventing him from taking that step!
Faced with the new realm of swordsmanship, this once indestructible barrier shattered like thin ice!
A glimmer of enlightenment flashed in Chen Xin's calm eyes.
The next moment, the sword intent that Chen Xin had just restrained surged uncontrollably into the sky once more!
But this time, it was no longer a sharp edge, but a majestic aura as heavy as a mountain, harmonious and all-encompassing!
Boom!
A powerful wave of soul power erupted from him, sweeping across the entire arena!
Level 97!
After experiencing life and death and comprehending the swordsmanship.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin, finally breaking through his limits and stepping into the higher level of Title Douluo through his own accumulation and the gifts of the Heavenly Canopy!
"This...this..."
Ning Fengzhi, who had just supported Chen Xin's arm, was so excited that he couldn't even finish his sentence when he felt the overwhelming soul power.
"Uncle Sword, you...you've broken through!"
Chen Xin felt the unprecedentedly powerful soul power within his body and the sense of control he had over the swordsmanship, and slowly nodded.
He looked at Wei Ang opposite him again, his eyes no longer filled with fighting spirit, but only with a pure scrutiny between martial artists.
"Thank you for your guidance."
Wei Ang looked at Chen Xin with great admiration.
"Chen Xin, you are very strong. I would call you the number one swordsman."
"Thank you."
Chen Xin nodded calmly. In Martial Soul City, Qian Daoliu, who was watching the Heavenly Canopy Arena, fell silent.
Chen Xin, the number one swordsman?
"So be it."
Qian Daoliu sighed and shook his head.
Chen Xin's performance was undoubtedly bringing glory to the Douluo Continent.
Qian Daoliu also agreed with this.
As for Wei Ang's evaluation, although Qian Daoliu wanted to refute it, after careful consideration, he could only acquiesce.
Although he was an angel and also used a sword, it was different from Chen Xin's dedication to swordsmanship.
The six-winged angel martial soul was mainly based on the attributes of holiness and light.
Swordsmanship was merely secondary.
Although Qian Daoliu could use his superior realm to improve his swordsmanship and thus suppress Chen Xin, in terms of true understanding of swordsmanship, Qian Daoliu admitted that he was inferior to Chen Xin, who had achieved oneness with his sword.
Qian Daoliu lowered his head and looked at the ancient book he was holding.
He had finally found the ancient book he had been searching for.
However, the battle on the Sky Curtain Arena had been so exciting that he had forgotten to watch it for a moment.
Just as Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, Wei Ang, and Ning Junlan were waiting to be teleported away, the will of the Sky Curtain descended once more.
Buzz!
Buzz!
Two more golden pillars of light descended from the sky, landing on Wei Ang and Ning Junlan respectively.
In an instant, both felt a lightness in their bodies.
The restraining feeling of being forcibly suppressed to level 96 by the Heavenly Canopy for the sake of a fair duel vanished!
Wei Ang's aura surged wildly, instantly surpassing Chen Xin, who had just broken through, and returning to his original peak level 98 soul power, belonging to the top powerhouses of the Sun Moon Continent!
Ning Junlan's aura also recovered, with nine-colored light flowing around her, and her soul power steadily returning to the level 97.
Immediately afterwards, a pure life energy surged into their bodies from within the golden light.
The deep sword wound on Wei Ang's chest, revealing bone, and Ning Junlan's pale face due to excessive support, were both healing at a visible speed.
In just a few seconds, the injuries and exhaustion on their bodies were completely erased by the Heavenly Canopy, restoring them to their most perfect peak state!
The rules of the Heavenly Canopy were outrageously fair.
It rewarded Chen Xin, who had lost with honor.
It healed Wei Ang and Ning Junlan, who were injured in the battle.
Wei Ang stared intently at the white-clad swordsman opposite him, whose aura had stabilized at level ninety-seven.
His face revealed genuine admiration and pride.
"Chen Xin, you are a worthy opponent," Wei Ang said loudly, his voice devoid of any hostility.
"Today, our positions differ, so we can only settle this with a victory or defeat. Next time we meet, we must drink heartily and become friends!"
Sensing the other's frankness, Chen Xin's usually calm eyes rippled slightly.
He had been obsessed with the sword his entire life, and had few friends, but he never hesitated to show respect to true powerhouses.
"Alright," Chen Xin replied succinctly, yet with immense weight.
Ning Fengzhi, standing nearby, overheard this exchange, his heart churning with shock.
Friends?
Next time they met?
Ning Fengzhi's heart sank, a chill rising from his feet.
He remembered the earth-shattering information revealed earlier in the sky—the Sun Moon Continent's expeditionary navy had already reached Seagod Island!
What kind of place was Seagod Island?
That was the last line of defense for the Douluo Continent against the sea invaders!
Once Seagod Island fell…
Wei Ang's "next meeting" would likely not be a friendly chat, but a bloodbath between the two continents!
This Wei Ang, with a strength at the peak of level 98, and a level 97 Nine-Colored Glazed Dragon Soul Master by his side.they were probably the vanguard commanders of the invading forces from the Sun Moon Continent!
Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi's back was soaked with cold sweat.
His gaze involuntarily turned to the woman named Ning Junlan, his eyes filled with extreme complexity.
Both were support-type, both possessed Glazed Martial Souls.
Ning Fengzhi could sense the power and purity of her Martial Soul.
But what unsettled him even more was the legendary "Nine-Layer Nine-Colored Nine-Treasure Glazed"!
This was the ultimate evolution that the ancestors of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had dreamed of for generations!
Seeing the surrounding space begin to distort, the power of the celestial teleportation had arrived.
A tremendous pulling sensation came, and Ning Fengzhi knew they were about to be teleported away.
They couldn't wait any longer!
Suppressing all his worries and hostility, Ning Fengzhi addressed Ning Junlan, voicing the question that had troubled him and his ancestors for twenty thousand years:
"Ning Junlan, Sect Master Ning of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School! Please tell me, how exactly can my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda truly be upgraded to Nine Treasures?"
His voice was filled with resentment and pleading.
Ning Junlan, who was about to be teleported, paused slightly upon hearing this question.
Looking at Ning Fengzhi's face, filled with urgency and longing, a complex emotion flashed in her purple eyes.
She opened her mouth, seemingly wanting to say something.
However, the teleportation power of the celestial canopy reached its peak at that moment.
*Buzz—!*
A flash of light, and the four figures vanished from the arena without a trace.
The last thing Ning Fengzhi saw was Ning Junlan's hesitant gaze, and… a barely audible sigh.
He received no answer.
Light and shadow shifted, stars changed.
When Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin were back on solid ground, they were already outside the council hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
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