Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 55 Star Sword Intent
Ling Qianyao closed his eyes and concentrated. In his mind, the stars in Tianshiyuan in the Zhoutian Star Map shone brightly.

In the impression, the countless body trajectories of Jian Douluo performing the Seven Killing Sword Technique gradually overlapped and turned into a human figure, doing the simplest movements, holding the sword and drawing the sword.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the pupils that could see through illusions appeared, with hundreds of stars flowing in his pupils.

The Star-Breaking Sword hummed in Ling Qianyao's hand, and he almost unconsciously unleashed his first soul skill.

Under the starry sky, Ling Qianyao raised his sword and drew it.

His movements were almost identical to those of Sword Douluo Chen Xin when he performed the Seven Killing Sword Technique just now. Every detail and every use of strength was just right.

Jian Douluo couldn't help but nod slightly from a distance, with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.

"Huh?" Jian Douluo said in surprise, his eyes fixed on Ling Qianyao, a gleam of light flashing in his eyes.

Ling Qianyao's sword moves changed again. The Seven Killing Sword Technique was originally going to change the sword stance here, with protection as the core, and change the sword principles.

But he did not do so.

The Star-Breaking Sword in his hand continued to move forward with even greater speed. The shadow of the Big Dipper appeared on the ground beneath his feet. He held the Star-Breaking Sword in his hand, stood in the position of the Pojun Star, and swung the sword.

As the Star-Breaking Sword moved downward, the Star-Breaking Sword itself suddenly dissipated, while the starlight around Ling Qianyao condensed into countless miniature sword beams, hanging in the void like stardust in the Milky Way.

He put his fingers together as a sword and took a step forward. A ray of starlight followed his movement and slashed down on the seven stars.

Suddenly, Ling Qianyao's figure instantly moved from Pojun Star to Tanlang Star, leaving a star mark on the seven stars.

"Bang, bang, bang--" Explosions sounded from seven directions, dust flew, and stars poured down like the Milky Way, dazzling and bright.

"what?"

Seeing this, Jian Douluo's eyes were filled with astonishment. "Mind becomes the blade. Has this already entered the second level of the sword path? Is this correct?"

Jian Douluo, who usually maintained an indifferent expression, finally showed a fluctuation in his cold expression. The corners of his mouth twitched, and for the first time he doubted his own talent.

"When did I enter the second level of the sword path?"

He couldn't remember clearly, but it was not the time when he was a Soul Master.

Jian Douluo looked at Ling Qianyao with a slightly fiery look in his eyes, but he quickly shook his head, "Unless he himself is interested, there is no reason for me to accept him as my disciple."

Ling Qianyao stopped and stood, closing his eyes slightly, with a layer of star mist sword energy surrounding his body.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin's Seven Killing Sword Technique is centered around protection and using killing to stop killing. The sword intent he revealed in the demonstration to Ling Qianyao just now was essentially "using killing to protect the way."

But it was not what Ling Qianyao wanted. The first star he visualized was Pojun, which was pure killing and decisiveness.

In Ling Qianyao's mind, the way of the sword is to ruthlessly kill the enemy and to break down all obstacles between heaven and earth.

What he pursues is the ultimate of swordsmanship, the indomitable and fearless sword spirit.

It is like the domineering power of the Purple Star Constellation that controls everything and dominates the ups and downs.

Move as your heart desires, and wherever the sword points, nothing can be broken.

An inexplicable rhythm echoed around him, and the star mist sword energy around him kept humming, stirring the space.

Ling Qianyao closed his eyes, then opened them again, and the sword energy instantly stopped and dissipated.

It seems like something has changed, but it seems like nothing has changed.

But his heart had undergone a drastic change, and the sword intent that had just emerged in him grew rapidly in that instant.

He exhaled, walked to Jian Douluo and Meng Shenji, and bowed deeply, "Thank you for your guidance, senior. I will repay you handsomely one day."

Jian Douluo looked at Ling Qianyao, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

"There are so many heroes in this world, and none of them have been assimilated by my sword intent, nor have they followed my sword path.

"My newly emerged sword intent, stimulated by the Seven Killings Sword Intent during this period, has rapidly grown. Ling Qianyao, you truly possess an extraordinary talent for the sword," Sword Douluo sighed with emotion. Ling Qianyao smiled slightly and touched his nose. "It was just a fluke."

Jian Douluo: Luck?
"I suddenly feel that just practicing sword techniques once is too superficial. Come, Qianyao, raise your sword and I will teach you some moves."

Jian Douluo put on a smiling face, the wooden sword reappeared in his hand, and he spoke to Ling Qianyao "kindly".

"Uh," Ling Qianyao said, looking embarrassed. "Senior, are you sure this is just a feeding move?"

Chen Xin smiled lightly and stroked the sword in his hand. "Of course, I'm not a bad person. I just want to see what kind of sword you can swing in a desperate situation. This is to help you challenge your mental barriers and understand your true nature.

Come, take my sword!"

Ling Qianyao's mouth twitched, and he summoned the Star-Breaking Sword again.
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It's approaching evening.

Ling Qianyao dragged his tired body back to the dormitory. He had reason to suspect that Jian Douluo was jealous and wanted to teach him a lesson on purpose.

The high-intensity one-sided "feeding move" seemed to be breaking his bones apart and reassembling them.

"call--"

Lying on his back on the soft sofa, Ling Qianyao relaxed his whole body and mind.

He suddenly felt very grateful for the special care given to him by Meng Shenji and the other three members of the Education Committee, and for being arranged to live in such a small villa-style dormitory.

Allow him to fully recover his strength and adjust his condition.

If this happened in Shrek Academy ten thousand years later, living in a dormitory where he had to share a toilet with 400 other people, he would probably drop out of school the next second.

He was lost in thought, his thoughts gradually sinking and he fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, the moon was dim outside and the night was deep.

"Did you sleep well?"

A soft call came from above him.

What caught his eye were two proud figures that completely blocked Ling Qianyao's sight, making it impossible to see the face of the person who spoke.

"Zhuqing?"

He blinked, realizing his current situation.

The girl sat like a duck on the sofa, with her round white thighs placed under his head.

Zhu Zhuqing smiled and leaned forward a little, revealing her beautiful face, with a gentle light in her eyes.

Her jade fingers brushed across Ling Qianyao's forehead and she whispered, "Are you tired today? You seem to be sleeping more deeply than usual."

Ling Qianyao smiled lightly, held Zhu Zhuqing's hand, and slowly stood up.

"Yes, there are some. Chief Meng Shenji asked me to go today because of the matter of Jian Douluo. His Majesty Jian Douluo has been teaching me for a long time and I am quite tired."

He stretched.

"What about you? You didn't seem to be here when I came back. What happened?"

A pair of hands wrapped around Ling Qianyao's neck from behind, and Zhu Zhuqing's lips gently held his earlobe, and a warm breath came.

"I went to Sister Yun's place and talked about some small matters."

Ling Qianyao blinked.

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly leaned over and licked Ling Qianyao's lips. "Qianyao, do you like her?"

(End of this chapter)