Chapter 171 I Hope that One Day You Can Create Your Own Sword Intent to Defeat Me (4K)

Following Ji Juechen's movements, all the spectators turned around and looked at the opponent whom Jian Chi took the initiative to challenge. They could not help but be stunned for a moment, and their eyes were filled with wonder.

Ji Juechen can become the top card in the open-air arena because of his strength on the one hand and his handsome face on the other. What catches everyone's eyes at this moment is a completely different style from Ji Juechen's, a face that is more delicate than Ji Juechen's. .

The young man stood there as if absorbing the brilliance of the vast sun, his golden eyes were radiant, and his long golden hair was like flowing light. It was sacred, radiant, and warm. Everyone subconsciously thought of those absolutely positive words.

"Sister, if this handsome guy and Ji Juechen chase me together, who should I promise?"

When the fantasy time came, the girl who had previously regarded Ji Juechen as the lover of her dreams began to fantasize.

After hearing this, my sister silently complained in her heart, you should wake up early!

How could you imagine those two handsome guys chasing you as a second-level soul engineer!

Ling Bai did not expect Ji Juechen to do this in public, but when he recalled it carefully, when Ji Juechen's sword intention was aroused, the Seven Kills Sword Intention in his body seemed to throb for a moment, and was noticed by this keen swordsman. So he suddenly changed his target and asked him to fight.

"Ji, Jue, Chen!"

Before Ling Bai could say anything, the seventh-level soul master on the open-air arena could no longer hold it in any longer. His short hair stood up like steel needles, and his head looked like a porcupine full of barbs. He was obviously extremely angry.

Even in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, the number one soul teacher academy in the mainland, a seventh-level soul teacher is still qualified to be a teacher. The organizer of the open-air arena spent a lot of money to invite him to the stage to fight, but he was put on the spot by Ji Juechen Ignore.

The seventh-level soul master roared, his hair and beard bulging with anger. He couldn't stand the insult, and he burst out with a fighting power that was far beyond normal.

He is a melee soul mentor, and his best attack method is close combat. The soul guidance thruster behind his back is activated, two thick smoke spurts out, a fierce wind suddenly rises, and a seventh-level sword burning with black flames is directed towards Ji Juechen. Hit it head on.

Ji Juechen is still a simple sword.

Chop!

The next second, gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the explosion caused by the collision of sword light and sword light was like a soul-guided cannon dropped, and the violent roaring sound resounded throughout the entire place.

When the smoke and dust dispersed, the seventh-level soul master lowered his head feebly. At his feet was a seventh-level sword broken into three pieces. An inconspicuous long sword stood horizontally beside his neck. With a slight movement, a big head would fall apart. Landed.

The chill from the sword was bone-chilling. The seventh-level soul master shuddered, swallowed, and stammered:

"Jianchi, you...you won...

Just now...I...I spoke a little louder, please don't mind. "

"Concession."

Ji Juechen replied lightly, not caring about the seventh-level soul master who stepped down in despair, and once again held his hand towards Ling Bai and said seriously:

"Brother, sword-crazy Ji Juechen, please fight!"

The Soul Emperor jumped up the ranks and instantly killed the seventh-level soul master. Ji Juechen's popularity reached its peak in an instant. A pair of blazing eyes kept moving sideways on Ling Bai and Ji Juechen. Some people watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. They shouted to come on stage. The battle finally turned into a chorus of shouts:

“Get on stage! Get on stage! Get on stage!

Fight him! Fight him! Fight him! "

The organizers of the open-air arena sent people over and expressed their willingness to pay 500,000 gold soul coins to invite Ling Bai and Ji Juechen to fight. They took the opportunity to open an extra gambling game and make a lot of money.

"I don't want to fight you now."

Ling Bai's clear and elegant voice seemed to have a special penetrating power, passing through the waves of sound waves from the audience, and shot straight into Ji Juechen's ears.

"Why?"

Ji Juechen was anxious.

As a fellow swordsman, Ji Juechen could vaguely feel that Ling Bai had mastered a murderous sword intent, and he was extremely excited about it.

Although there are many powerful people in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, in the field of spiritual combat skills, there is actually no one who can surpass him.

Including a group of ninth-level soul masters headed by Jing Hongchen, the master of Mingde Hall, so Jing Hongchen paid special attention to him and left this strange man who knew nothing about soul guides in the Soul Master Holy Land of Douluo Continent.

"Ten rounds of wheel battles have consumed you a lot." Ling Bai said with a smile, "You have returned to your peak state. I will fight you and we will only compete with sword intent."

"Just what I wanted!"

Ji Juechen agreed solemnly and sat down cross-legged to meditate. He wanted to use his best form to strike a sword.

A sword that unleashes all the sword intent in your chest!

The audience automatically made a way for Ling Bai. Ling Bai slowly walked onto the stage and looked at Ji Juechen, who had his eyes closed tightly and was adjusting his breathing every minute. His message flashed through his mind.

Compared to Huo Yuhao, who cheated on all kinds of hundred thousand year soul rings and soul bones, this swordsman is more like a mortal counterattack, with level three innate soul power and mediocre martial arts. He worked hard to kill the first century soul beast. The first soul ring and soul skills are like a blank slate like most soul teachers.

There are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters. Ji Juechen should say this.

In the beginning of hell, he understood the meaning of the sword on his own, and became the chief disciple of the soul guidance department in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy with many talented people. Even without the elixir refined by Huo Yuhao, he would definitely become a generation of titled fighters in the future. Luo.

Ji Juechen is a genius.

Everyone likes this simple-minded yet super capable one-liner genius, and Ling Bai is no exception. He needs his own team, and Ji Juechen is the perfect candidate.

At this point in time, the Noumenon Sect did not attack Mingde Hall, Huo Yuhao and Jing Hongchen did not make a bet, and Ji Juechen did not meet in the ring, so this was an opportunity to take advantage of.

Time passed bit by bit, and the long wait was boring. Just when the audience was already a little drowsy, Ji Juechen finally ended his meditation.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes seemed to have undergone some strange changes. They were a little less sharp and sharp as a sword spirit master, and a little more calm like water that they didn't have before.

A heavy sword has no edge, and a heavy sword has no skill.

His whole person became reserved.

After nearly an hour of meditation, Ji Juechen fully burned up all his body's potential.

Ji Juechen will unreservedly present his understanding of the sword in front of Ling Bai, and they will start the battle in the purest way.

The duel is also the purest thing.

Spirit.

will.

Comprehension of the Way of the Sword.

Ji Juechen took a deep breath and put his soul into the sword. This was his unique training method. His own sword martial soul had long been transformed into nothingness instead of an entity, and was perfectly integrated into the long sword in his hand made of meteorite iron. .

People are swords, swords are people, people and swords are one, and there is no distinction between them.

The terrifying sharp aura was suddenly released as if it was about to tear the whole world apart. Wherever the invisible sword passed, the air drew dark shadows. A strong wind came, and the clothes of the two people were blown by the roar. .

On Ling Bai's right hand, the bright golden light condensed into the Holy Angel Sword. Compared with Ji Juechen's dark meteorite iron sword, as the divine weapon of two generations of angel gods, the Holy Angel Sword was undoubtedly much more gorgeous.

The shining golden sword blade lined the handsome face, the Angel Holy Sword and the Angel Sword Master complemented each other. Many women in the audience showed infatuated looks. Some of the beauty fans abandoned Ji Juechen and turned to cheer for Ling Bai. .

Ling Bai took a slight step forward with his left foot, and the moment the sole of his foot landed on the ground, there was a muffled sound of "dong".

Immediately afterwards, a killing intent originating from the Seven Kills Sword Technique burst out from his body. The Seven Kills Sword Intent was so powerful that it easily blocked Ji Juechen's fierce sword intent that forced him forward, and instantly reversed it.

Ji Juechen's body was shaken. He was not frightened by the Seven Kills Sword's intention. Instead, his eyes became firmer. The six soul rings on his body sparkled with each other like ripples. His momentum rose again, and he forcibly withstood the condensed Seven Kills Sword's veins. The Seven Killing Sword Intentions are the hard work of countless generations of kendo soul masters.

Holding the sword with both hands, the tip of the sword pointed diagonally at the ground, Ji Juechen's upper body turned half sideways, his feet remained still, and he turned sideways to face Ling Bai.

The sword intention changed from the previous fierceness to the one that wanted to devour anyone. The powerful power was compressed again and collided head-on with the killing momentum released by Ling Bai, causing ripples in the air.

Ling Bai's golden eyes condensed slightly, and a one-armed sword-wielding shadow appeared behind him. The shadow was tall and majestic, with a solemn expression. Boundless murderous intent filled the air, and easily penetrated the soul shield of the open-air arena. Everyone felt like they were facing an ancient battlefield filled with blood, and their breaths carried a strong smell of blood.

"Bang——"

The pressure suddenly increased, and something seemed to break in Ji Juechen's brain. The feeling of enlightenment was very wonderful, like a flexible butterfly. He wanted to reach out and grab it, but he couldn't do it anyway. A little bit, each time, slipped through his fingers.

He understood that under the stimulation of the Seven Kills Sword Intent, he was about to break through the shackles. The difficulty of cultivating spiritual combat skills like Sword Intent was far more difficult than that of soul power. Without the guidance of his ancestors, and just relying on his own understanding, any breakthrough would come. Not easy.

Turning sideways, Ji Juechen tilted his body to face Ling Bai. The excitement in his heart was indescribable. Only he, as the person involved, could truly feel how terrifying the Seven Kills Sword Intent was.

The sharp sword intent that was raised to the limit bombarded the Seven Kills sword intent, like a stormy wave hitting an eternal hard rock, scattering in all directions, unable to shake the opponent at all.

Even though he experienced the huge gap between the two, it only aroused the fighting spirit in Ji Juechen's heart. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Ling Bai, as if two lightning-like intersecting lights appeared between the two.

With the help of his feet on the ground, Ji Juechen turned into a gliding light. The speed could only be described as lightning and flint. Without the assistance of any soul guide, it was already what the Sixth Ring Soul Emperor could achieve. Speed ​​Limit.

This momentary explosion was incomparable even to the level of agility and attack type soul masters.

Holding the sword with both hands, he slowly turned back to his body and swept the long sword across. This simple movement felt as if it was as heavy as a stone in Ji Juechen's hands. The whole movement seemed to be completed in a viscous liquid without any pause. , done in one go!

Loyal to the sword, crazy about the sword, extremely devoted to the sword!

Ling Bai raised the Angel Holy Sword, and the one-armed shadow behind him simultaneously raised the Seven Killing Sword in his hand. Thunder resounded in the sky. As the two long swords slowly fell, the void was like a torn curtain, and a solid A ravine several meters deep appeared on the floor of the arena, and it continued to grow deeper and deeper as the blade fell!

Seven kills caused thunder, and one sword pierced the sky!

"boom--"

The Angel Holy Sword struck the sword body of the Meteoric Iron Sword, and the aftermath of the conflicting sword intentions was like a spreading ring. The ring whizzed past, and the audience's vision was inexplicably trance-like. At this moment, it seemed as if they had jumped out of this world. Frequency of.

"Click, click, click!"

Tiny cracks as dense as a spider web slowly covered the seemingly inconspicuous, but actually quite hard, meteorite iron sword.

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the meteorite sword in Ji Juechen's hand shattered into slag and drifted away with the wind.

"Ah this..."

Ji Juechen blinked helplessly.

The meteorite sword was just a strip at first. After getting it, Ji Juechen used his soul power to refine the meteorite. After several years, it gradually turned into a sword.

The angel's holy sword destroyed the meteorite sword with one blow. Ji Juechen was stunned and the spectators' brains crashed.

Ji Juechen, the sword maniac, the king of the open-air arena in the past year, won all ten rounds today, and killed a level 7 soul master in seconds.

He challenged Ling Bai, but the ending was so tragic. The meteorite sword shattered into slag, and the man seemed to have turned into a gray-white stone sculpture.

"Sister, go up and hug the sword maniac. He looks like he's about to break..."

The elder sister poked the younger sister beside her quietly. She thought that the younger sister might be able to take advantage of the opportunity and get the handsome man.

The younger sister covered her face with tears, her eyes turned away from Ji Juechen, and shook her head firmly:

"I'm sorry, my ex-husband who is obsessed with swords, I like this new husband who is more handsome and more capable!"

"Tsk, you change your mind so quickly..."

On the open-air arena, Ling Bai stepped forward and patted Ji Juechen on the shoulder, apologetically saying: "Sorry, I broke your sword, I'll compensate you another day."

The Meteorite Sword and the Holy Angel Sword are worlds apart. Ling Bai did not do it on purpose. It really couldn't withstand the confrontation between the two sword intentions.

Ji Juechen came back to his senses and shook his head gently: "It's okay. In fact, since I broke through the Soul Emperor, the Meteorite Sword has begun to fail to keep up with my cultivation. I have had the idea of ​​changing swords during this period.

But this Meteorite Sword has been with me for many years. I am used to holding it and it is a bit difficult to let it go. Today is a matter of breaking and building."

If people who know Ji Juechen in the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy knew this, they would probably be shocked. The sword idiot who has always been concise actually said a series of words!

After that, Ji Juechen took two steps back and bowed deeply to Ling Bai:

"Brother, your sword intent is very strong, it is the most powerful fighting skill I have ever seen in my life.

But this murderous sword intent does not belong to you and your sword filled with the aura of light, but to the sword master who created it.

Today, Ji Juechen is learning, and I hope that one day, you can create your own sword intent and defeat me."