dmims Chapter 73 New Insights
Chapter 73 New Insights
Chapter 73 New Insights
Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo's gaze turned solemn, as if transforming into sword energy, making it difficult for ordinary people to look directly at him.
Dugu Qiubai? That's quite an arrogant statement.
"Grandpa Sword, I've finally arrived."
Xie Mo didn't hold back and swung the Spirit King Sword at Sword Douluo.
A whooshing sound rang out as Sword Douluo, wielding the Seven Kill Sword, attempted to block Xie Mo's strike with lightning speed. However, when he truly felt the force emanating from it, he realized he had perhaps been a bit overconfident—
His strength is actually not as great as this kid's!
You must know that he has been a Title Douluo for many years, and with his continuous cultivation of swordsmanship, even without using soul power and relying solely on his physical body, he is not someone that a great soul master can withstand.
But now he is finding it difficult to withstand Xie Mo's attacks. Just how strong is this kid in this form?
However, swordsmen never rely on brute force to win. After the two swords clashed, Sword Douluo realized that he could not block it, so he took the opportunity to step back and release the force to the ground.
Ning Fengzhi, who was watching the battle from a distance, showed a look of surprise. Although he was not a battle spirit master, his years of observation had honed his eyes to an extremely sharp level. It seemed that his sword uncle had not won the first attack.
However, since the first strike doesn't reveal much, Ning Fengzhi wouldn't make any hasty judgments.
The Spirit King Sword slashed against the Seven Kill Sword, creating dazzling sparks. Xie Mo did not hesitate and quickly raised the Spirit King Sword, changing the slash to a strike. The massive blade filled the Sword Douluo's vision.
Chen Xin cursed inwardly. This greatsword was truly shameless. Its width was as long as the Seven Kill Sword, and coupled with its great strength, it could easily unleash tremendous power.
Left with no other choice, Sword Douluo had to flip his sword and use the Seven Kill Sword to block Xie Mo, then lightly tapped his right foot and retreated several meters.
"You little brat."
Sword Douluo looked at Xie Mo and shook his head slightly. In the first round, he had actually won by a small margin.
Immediately, his gaze sharpened like a sword, and the Seven Kill Sword suddenly erupted with immense killing intent. It was Sword Douluo using his spiritual power to mobilize the Seven Kill Sword's original killing intent.
As for soul power, he said he wouldn't use it.
"Grandpa Sword, please don't go easy on him!"
Xie Mo smiled slightly, but gradually increased the pressure on his grip on the Spirit King Sword. He would not underestimate a Title Douluo, especially a genius who had been immersed in the way of the sword for decades.
"I will naturally do my best."
Sword Douluo, wielding the Seven Kill Sword, attacked Xie Mo once again.
Sword Douluo's attacks are not flashy; they consist of basic sword techniques such as thrusting, pointing, parrying, slashing, and picking—the kind of things that ordinary sword beginners use to practice.
However, through decades of unwavering practice, these skills seemed to have been transformed into something extraordinary, making each strike incredibly solid and leaving little room for error.
Although Xie Mo could automatically recall martial arts techniques such as the Dugu Nine Swords in his mind, he could only be said to know how to use them.
Under Sword Douluo's attacks, he could feel his mastery of the Spirit King Sword becoming more and more proficient, while his memory of those sword moves became increasingly blurred, gradually reaching the point where no moves were better than moves.
Sword Douluo's expression was solemn; he had never seen anyone progress so rapidly in swordsmanship.
At the beginning, Xie Mo relied entirely on brute force to throw bricks and used extremely crude sword techniques, which made Sword Douluo suspect that the so-called Dugu Qiubai was a fabricated fictional character, just a child lying to avoid losing face.
However, Xie Mo's performance made him overturn this idea. It was indeed true, but the other party was just not familiar with it at the beginning, and it was a bit awkward.
Xie Mo's rapid progress still left him speechless. If he had that kind of talent and comprehension, he might have already broken through to the state of man and sword as one.
Sword Douluo continued to diligently train Xie Mo in swordplay. He had originally just wanted to see how the other wielded a sword, but instead discovered a rough gem that had begun to shine and which he had been sculpting himself. He was overjoyed.
Xie Mo was in some pain at this moment, not because the battle had been in Sword Douluo's rhythm, but mainly because of the killing intent that Sword Douluo had mobilized.
Sword Douluo's every strike was imbued with killing intent, causing considerable damage to his spirit.
Compared to his pure and kind nature, Sword Douluo had killed countless beings. Coupled with the original killing intent of the Seven Kill Sword, he always felt that there were all kinds of voices harassing him, and his mental strength was constantly declining.
We're still missing a technique to defend against mental attacks.
Xie Mo frowned as he thought about this flaw of his. What if he were to fall into trouble at the hands of that guy Shi Nian?
While blocking one of Sword Douluo's thrusts, Xie Mo kept this matter to himself; his next task was still to resolve the battle with Sword Douluo.
Chaotic energy swirled in his eyes as Xie Mo activated the Chaotic Divine Eye. He could feel his eyes constantly changing, but it would take a considerable amount of time to cultivate them to the point where the effects would be permanent.
Even under these special circumstances, Xie Mo still couldn't sense any flaws in Sword Douluo's attacks, a result of the opponent's decades of hard work.
However, he was now more sensitive to killing intent, and with the use of his second soul skill, he could feel countless brilliant ideas bursting forth and shining in his mind.
Sword Douluo noticed Xie Mo's unusual behavior and began to accelerate his attacks. He could sense that the sword in Xie Mo's hand was not displaying its full brilliance, which was a good opportunity to stimulate Xie Mo's potential.
Xie Mo also quickened his pace, his physical exhaustion and mental strain causing him to catch his breath.
Without pausing his hands, his thoughts quickly retreated to the era of his memories.
Xie Mo realized that although he had been in Douluo Continent for so long, apart from killing a few soul beasts, he hadn't done anything else that involved killing.
wrong!
And that night!
Xie Mo recalled the night he fought desperately; it was the first time he had felt the danger of the Douluo Continent.
His body seemed to still be able to feel the phantom pain. Although he had stabbed someone, he was ultimately limited by his body and was kicked away, almost not waking up.
Thinking of how he almost died, Xie Mo's killing intent rekindled, and his murderous aura emanated from his body, automatically resisting the killing intent of the Sword Douluo.
Xie Mo did not hesitate. After blocking the attack, he flew into the sky, and the insights he gained were constantly transformed into new power.
Sword Douluo also sensed that the other party seemed to have grasped something. He twirled his sword, slung the Seven Kill Sword behind his back, and looked up at Xie Mo in the sky.
"A genius is a genius. Sometimes the only difference between me and a genius is that bit of insight."
Sword Douluo sighed softly. In his youth, he traveled all over the country with his father and witnessed the prowess of countless masters, but in the end, everything before him remained shrouded in mystery.
Later, as he grew older, he was taught all the knowledge his father had acquired throughout his life, which helped him to clear away much of the fog.
It wasn't until his father's last words cleared most of the fog in his eyes that he began to work diligently for decades, but he still couldn't quite see the road ahead.
Sensing Xie Mo's increasingly sharp aura, Sword Douluo couldn't help but feel envious, and even a hint of jealousy.
"Um?"
Sword Douluo suddenly let out a soft exclamation. A golden halo suddenly enveloped Xie Mo's massive body, making it even more dazzling in the sunlight.
Thank you all for your support, Xiao Wang is so grateful!
Thank you Qinglitang for the 100 reading coins reward.
By the way, isn't there a tipping system on Qidian? I don't have any names listed in the Qidian tipping system, so I'd like to express my gratitude here.
(End of this chapter)