The Sword of Douluo sings in the sky

Chen Feng stood in front of a huge place, looked at the plaque with the words "Duel Field" engraved on it, nodded, and walked in slowly.

This is the dueling arena set up by Ning Fengzhi for the students. Only those who have at least one soul ring, that is, a soul master of level ten or above, are qualified to fight in it.

Moreover, every time you win a game, you will get certain rewards.

For example, in a soul master level competition, the winner will be rewarded with a gold soul coin, but each person can only fight once per day.

Not only that, the duel arena will also determine a list based on the results, and this list does not have any level restrictions.

There are soul masters of more than ten levels, and soul masters of more than thirty levels.

There may even be a fight between those who are over ten levels and those who are over thirty levels.

As for those above level 40, who are already qualified to graduate from Qibao Academy, enter the inner tier of Qibao Glazed Sect, and obtain more superior cultivation resources and status, they will naturally not stay here.

The purpose of Chen Feng's trip was to participate in the duel in order to increase his actual combat experience. As for the reward of gold soul coins, he didn't care much. After all, with the extremely wealthy Qibao Glazed Sect here, money is just a number to him.

And now he has hundreds of thousands of gold soul coins in Ling Yunzhi, so he is not short of money.

This Ling Yunzhi is a soul guide passed down from generation to generation in the line of swordsmen. It has multiple storage spaces and even several spaces that can store living creatures.

Chen Xin gave him away after Chen Feng's martial soul awakened.

Quickly walking to the registration desk, Chen Feng said to the staff behind the desk: "Hello, I'm here to sign up for the duel."

"Hello, please report your class, age and martial spirit level."

The staff member was a man. When he saw Chen Feng, he smiled and said with a hint of respect in his tone. After all, only soul masters can participate in duels, which means that this child is a soul master. But the other party is still so young, which is enough to tell that the other party's talent will definitely be high in the future.

"Grade 1, Class 1, Chen Feng, six years old, Wuhun Sword, level 15." Chen Feng said truthfully.

There is no need to lie about this kind of thing, and only by understanding yourself can you assign yourself the most suitable opponent.

"Level ?"

The staff member was stunned, pondered for a moment, and then said: "There happens to be a newcomer today, so I will arrange for you to be together."

After saying that, he arranged for someone to lead Chen Feng towards the duel.

Not long after, Chen Feng was arranged into the duel arena.

His opponent was also a first-time participant in a duel, and Chen Feng knew this person.

Seeing his opponent, Wu Qing sighed helplessly.

After being defeated by Chen Feng, he worked hard to reach the level of soul power, and finally reached level ten a few days ago. He asked his father, an elder of Qibao Glazed Sect and a level 68 soul emperor, to take him to obtain the soul ring. , adding a 400-year-old Thunder Leopard soul ring to himself, which has almost reached the limit.

In the Qibao Glazed Sect, after the soul master reaches the level bottleneck, there will be elders to lead them to obtain soul rings. Therefore, in the Qibao Glazed Sect, there are basically the same top-level soul matching, but some people's physiques are too poor to The only way to absorb high-level ones is to choose low-level ones.

He participated in the duel as soon as he came back, just to test the power of his soul skills.

But what people didn't expect was that his opponent turned out to be Chen Feng, the man who had defeated him not long ago.

Although he had obtained a soul ring and possessed soul skills, he still lacked confidence. Because he knew very well that Chen Feng had held back at the beginning, and even if he obtained the soul skill, he might not be able to defeat the opponent.

However, even if he has no confidence, he will not choose to admit defeat. In other words, his self-confidence does not allow him to admit defeat.

"Chen Feng, I know you didn't use all your strength in that battle, but my strength has also improved a lot. Let me see the gap with you again!" Wu Qing held up the heavy sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Chen Feng. Front.

Chen Feng smiled slightly, but there was determination in his eyes.

"bring it on!"

Chen Feng stood proudly with the Seven Kills Sword in hand, and the embryo of the sword slowly spread out, causing his whole aura to suddenly change, like a sharp sword being unsheathed.

Buzz!

The silver heavy sword in Wu Qing's hand made a sword sound, which seemed to be in response.

drink!

Wu Qing took a few steps, stepped on one foot, jumped into the air, suddenly exerted force in the air, and suddenly swung out the silver giant sword, hitting Chen Feng's door directly.

But Chen Feng below clearly felt that the opponent's attack was very powerful at first, but its power was gradually weakening.

It can be seen that although Wu Qing also has a strong desire to win, he can control it very well and try not to hurt Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was helpless. The other party couldn't let go, so he could only use his full strength.

But when Chen Feng swayed, he also raised the Seven Kills Sword, and the sword pointed directly at the opponent's door.

Wu Qing's pupils shrank and he increased the intensity of his attack.

The two swords collided in the air, and Wu Qing flew out upside down, taking several steps on the ground before stopping.

But Chen Feng landed firmly on the ground and made a judgment.

But looking at Wu Qing on the opposite side, not only did he not feel any frustration, but the excitement and fighting spirit in his eyes were even better.

An evenly matched battle is interesting. A unilateral crushing is not a battle.

"The first soul skill: Silver Moon Blade!"

Wu Qing shouted loudly, then swung his sword suddenly, and a blade whizzed out.

This blow is the most powerful attack he can make. If there is no way to produce a certain effect, then there will be no suspense in the battle.

"The first soul skill: long sword attack!"

Chen Feng gave the other party enough respect and tried his best to face the sword.

The two collided and remained in a stalemate. Finally, Wu Qing made a muffled sound and flew out upside down.

Chen Feng also took two steps back before standing firm.

"The end of the game..."

"It's not over yet!"

Before the referee finished speaking, he heard a loud shout.

It's Wu Qing!

"Your soul power has been exhausted, do you still want to continue competing?" the referee asked in confusion.

"Of course."

Wu Qing stood the silver epee on the ground and slowly stood up using his strength.

"Then let's compare swordsmanship."

Although Wu Qing was exhausted, he still took the lead and stabbed out with his sword.

But in Chen Feng's opinion, this sword was full of flaws, and there were several ways to directly defeat the opponent.

Since it's a swordsmanship test, there's no need to go head-to-head.

The moment the opponent came to him, Chen Feng thrust out his sword and hit the opponent's hilt.

The angle of this sword was very tricky, and the silver giant sword was forced out of his hand.

"What a powerful swordsmanship."

Wu Qing was shocked again. He didn't expect that the opponent was not only powerful, but also had such powerful swordsmanship.

"Your swordsmanship has too many flaws." Chen Feng shook his head and said.

After practicing with Chen Xin for so long, his swordsmanship is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Wu Qing smiled bitterly. He also practiced swordsmanship with his father, but he was still very rough and couldn't compare with his opponent!

"Bring him to see me!" Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded in Chen Feng's ears.

Chen Feng's eyes lit up. It seemed that his uncle was going to give Wu Qing some guidance. This would be a great thing for the other party.

After all, his uncle's strength may not be the top in the mainland, but his swordsmanship is already among the top in the mainland, and no one can match him.

Being able to gain favor and guidance from his uncle is enough to prove Wu Qing's talent and strength.

……

"Your name is Wu Qing, right?"

In the palace, Chen Xin stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Wu Qing with a dull look.

"See Elder Jian." Wu Qing saluted quickly.

"Get up. Are you interested in practicing swordsmanship with me?"

Chen Feng was stunned. Uncle, is he trying to recruit a disciple?

"Yes, yes, of course I do."

"Then you and Xiaofeng can practice swordsmanship together!"

He just admired Wu Qing's perseverance. As for becoming his disciple, he didn't have the time. Chen Feng was enough for him to teach him, and Wu Qing was just incidentally.

As for accepting a disciple, let's wait until he becomes interested in it later.