Chapter 17: Title-level fight, the ninth soul skill leads the way

Outside Tiandou City.

A very empty area.

Jian Douluo stood on his Seven Kill Sword.

The clothes on my body fluttered without wind.

The same is true for a head full of white hair.

Soon, Ye Qingtian also arrived here.

Ning Fengzhi and others also brought people here.

Including many people who had come to watch the fun before, one by one, they all put down what they were doing and ran to join in the fun.

A fight at the Titled Douluo level is something you only see once in a while.

Other things, for the time being, cannot be compared with such excitement.

"My friend, since we are going to fight here!"

"I am Chen Xin, my martial soul is the Seven Killing Sword, and my title is Sword!"

"I wonder what your martial spirit and title are, my friend?"

Jian Douluo put his hands behind his back.

He looked at Ye Qingtian with eyes filled with brilliant light.

From the first moment he saw Ye Qingtian, he found that he was completely unable to see through Ye Qingtian.

There are only a few Titled Douluo with names and surnames on the Douluo Continent, and it seems that there is no one like Ye Qingtian.

"If you can force me to use my martial spirit, then you can naturally guess my title!"

"If you can't force me to use my martial spirit, then knowing my title is meaningless!"

"I have agreed to your request for the competition. Let's begin!"

Ye Qingtian paced lightly in the void.

Without any leverage, he quickly reached the same position as Jian Douluo.

Jian Douluo's expression was a little surprised.

After hearing Ye Qingtian's answer, he was speechless.

How confident was he that even after he expressed the desire to fight, he did not even think about activating his martial spirit directly.

"It seems that he is really strong!"

Jian Douluo pondered in his heart.

At his level, he didn’t think Ye Qingtian was deliberately showing off.

You know, his name Jian Dao Chen Xin is also well-known in the soul master world. Unless he has absolute confidence, he would not act like Ye Qingtian.

"Grandpa Jian, you must win!"

"Rongrong knows that Grandpa Jian must love Rongrong the most!"

Ning Rongrong yelled at the top of her lungs.

If Jian Douluo loses, she will have to return to her previous position and kneel down to go to Shrek Academy.

She didn't want such a shameful thing to actually happen.

The eyes of everyone in Shrek Academy were burning with anger.

Standing among the crowd of Shrek Academy students, Tang San also maintained a serious look.

He secretly observed Ye Qingtian, trying to see through Ye Qingtian through his own observation, and even used the Purple Demon Pupil.

A fight between Titled Douluo level players is indeed rare.

At the same time, he was also thinking about how he could learn more about Ye Qingtian's situation.

Once the current issues are resolved, perhaps we can come up with a solution to bring Xiao Wu back.

After pondering for a long time, Tang San found that he could not see through Ye Qingtian.

He walked to Yu Xiaogang with a frown and said in a low voice: "Teacher, you said before that my father is the Haotian Douluo of this generation."

"Teacher, do you know something about my father? Can you tell me more about my father?"

"Also, in your eyes, teacher, who is stronger, my father or this man named Ye Qingtian?"

Hearing this,

Yu Xiaogang was slightly stunned.

Meeting Tang San's extremely burning gaze.

He took a deep breath and then exhaled heavily.

At the same time, there was an expression of almost fanatical admiration on his face.

"Xiao San, His Majesty Haotian is definitely one of the strongest Titled Douluo in the world!" "I don't know much about His Majesty Haotian, but I do know one thing!"

"It is rumored that when His Majesty Haotian had just broken through to the Titled Douluo, he defeated the three Titled Douluos of the Spirit Hall, and even the previous generation's Pope was seriously injured and died because of it!"

“Not only that, a legendary expert from the Spirit Hall has also appeared. He has been chasing His Majesty Haotian for a long time, but he is unable to do anything to His Majesty Haotian!”

"After so many years, His Majesty Haotian must be more powerful. Compared with Ye Qingtian, His Majesty Haotian should be better!"

As Tang Hao's loyal licking dog.

Yu Xiaogang praised without any reservation.

The burning sensation in his eyes did not subside at all, and even became hotter.

Tang San felt at ease.

After hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, the heavy stone hanging in my heart fell to the ground quietly.

In mid-air.

Jian Douluo was speechless for a while.

Then, he put two fingers together, and the Seven Killing Swords under his feet immediately hung behind him.

"Since you said so, I hope I can see your martial spirit!"

"I'm suddenly very curious about your title!"

Jian Douluo shouted in a deep voice.

Suddenly, the soul power in his body surged!

"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"

Clang——

The huge Seven Killing Sword loomed over him.

The majestic sword intent spread wildly around.

The terrifying pressure caused everyone present to involuntarily retreat far to the rear, not daring to easily step into the battle circle.

Bathed in the true form of the Seven Killers.

Jian Douluo followed up with another loud shout: "Ninth Soul Skill, Slash the Gods and Demons!"

Even more terrifying soul power was boiling in the air.

The air seemed to be evaporated by the soul power, and the whole world became extremely depressing.

"This old guy is a little crazy!"

"As soon as it comes up, it's directly the martial soul's true body, and it's directly the ninth soul skill!"

"It seems that this old guy has discovered something!"

Bone Douluo was startled.

Having known Jian Douluo for many years, he knew very well what kind of person Jian Douluo was.

It is obvious that in Jian Douluo's perspective, Ye Qingtian is very extraordinary, otherwise he would not have used the ninth soul skill right at the beginning.

Taking a breath, Bone Douluo looked towards Ye Qingtian, and was even more puzzled to see that Ye Qingtian had not yet activated his martial spirit.

Ye Qingtian watched with interest as Jian Douluo was gathering his strength.

To say it’s not surprising is still somewhat deceptive.

He didn't expect that Jian Douluo would actually choose to use the ninth soul skill to clear the way, and to release the strongest form of the ninth soul skill directly in the form of his martial soul's true body.

You know, for Titled Douluo, the ninth soul skill is generally equivalent to the strongest means.

Moreover, it is also the soul skill granted by the soul ring with the longest age.

"interesting!"

"But if you want to force out my martial spirit like this, it's still a little lacking!"

Ye Qingtian sighed to himself.

He still kept his hands behind his back.

He strolled leisurely in the air, completely unaware of the pressure erupting from Jian Douluo.

Jian Douluo was not distracted. Although he was surprised by Ye Qingtian's calmness, it did not affect his fighting spirit at all.

The terrifying sword intent raged between heaven and earth.

A giant sword took shape and slashed straight towards Ye Qingtian.

"My friend, you better be careful!"

"cut!!"

(End of this chapter)