Chapter 138: Sword Douluo
After a whole week, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo finally returned. From the look on Ning Fengzhi's face, he seemed very pleased, probably having obtained a good eighth soul ring.
To Yang Xiong's surprise, his older brother, Yang Wei, hadn't returned. It was said that he had gone out on a training trip with Oscar and Qin Shuang. Yang Xiong strongly suspected that his older brother was trying to avoid Zhao Wujie's battle training.
After a week of grueling training under Bone Douluo, Yang Xiong's body seemed to have been severely worn down. Every time after training, he was nearly unrecognizable, his body covered in bruises and wounds.
However, Yang Xiong seemed to gradually begin understanding the purpose of Bone Douluo's training. With so many people attacking him, his body seemed to have developed a kind of instinct to dodge enemy attacks, or perhaps to neutralize the power behind them.
If he continued with this kind of training, his defense would indeed become stronger, and his reaction time would improve as well.
After repeatedly being struck, his body had undergone tempering with blood, a process similar to the medicinal baths he underwent during his earlier body tempering training.
However, compared to that, this method was much more brutal. While it posed no immediate life-threatening risk, he was starting to become numb to the pain. His skin had thickened, and even his bones seemed to have strengthened under the relentless strikes.
Yang Xiong couldn't help but recall Tang San's training under the waterfall, where the force of the water was similar to the impact of the iron rods striking him.
When Sword Douluo returned, Bone Douluo disappeared without a trace, as if he had gone out to take care of something for the sect.
Yang Xiong arrived early at the training ground and waited for over ten minutes before Sword Douluo finally appeared.
Compared to Bone Douluo, Sword Douluo was much more distant, almost like a block of ice.
When Yang Xiong saw Sword Douluo, he immediately bowed and said, "Teacher, please begin the lessons today."
Sword Douluo nodded. "I've already discussed with Bone Douluo. He has trained you for a week, and now, I will take over for the next week."
"My training will be completely different from his. However, unlike his torturous training methods, my training is simpler but just as deadly."
"Use all your strength to attack me, and I'll see what kind of power you have. Of course, I will only show Soul Sect-level strength."
Yang Xiong was speechless. Why did both of his teachers want him to attack them? Could it really help him discover so many problems in his own abilities?
Yang Xiong had prepared himself this time. He quickly summoned his martial soul and soul ring, and his hands transformed into dragon claws, which he used to strike at Sword Douluo with incredible speed.
Sword Douluo didn't seem concerned at all. Just when Yang Xiong was about to grab him, a Seven Killing Sword materialized out of nowhere. It didn't even collide with his claws, instead moving like lightning, aiming directly at Yang Xiong's joint.
Yang Xiong's heart tightened. This was the Seven Killing Sword, one of the strongest attacking weapon martial souls in the world, and he feared he wouldn't be able to withstand it.
Yang Xiong paused, his claws, which were originally aimed at Sword Douluo, swiftly shifting to block the Seven Killing Sword.
But even though Sword Douluo wasn't holding the sword physically, controlling it with his soul power through his fingers, the sword seemed to flick towards Yang Xiong's neck, aiming to pierce it.
Yang Xiong reacted quickly, retracting his hands to block the sword's path.
But the Seven Killing Sword kept advancing, and it struck directly at Yang Xiong's claws. Despite his full force, he couldn't block the sword's sharpness.
Yang Xiong gritted his teeth, ignoring the pain in his hands. His body flashed, and he suddenly appeared behind Sword Douluo. He used all his strength to punch him with a Bone Crushing Fist, borrowing the momentum from his body.
But Sword Douluo didn't even turn his head. The Seven Killing Sword shot out, cutting across his shoulder and aiming directly at Yang Xiong's silver fists.
With a single blow, Yang Xiong felt as though his fists were about to be cleaved open. A tremendous force surged through the sword, pushing him back.
Before Yang Xiong could react again, a sword energy seemed to condense in midair, as if it was about to pierce through his body.
Yang Xiong gritted his teeth, using his teleportation ability to appear in front of Sword Douluo again, and launched another full-strength golden spiral ball.
However, Sword Douluo quickly made the Seven Killing Sword tremble, and it formed a sword flower, deflecting the spiral ball with ease.
Before Yang Xiong could process it, the Seven Killing Sword appeared at an extremely tricky angle, resting against his neck. It seemed like a thin line had been drawn across his skin, and blood started to seep through.
Yang Xiong couldn't help but swallow. The Seven Killing Sword's attacks were too fierce, and the speed was incredible. Judging by the power and intensity of the previous attack, it seemed that Sword Douluo was indeed exerting Soul Sect-level strength.
Sword Douluo waved his hand, and the Seven Killing Sword vanished from Yang Xiong's neck, allowing him to finally relax.
Sword Douluo nodded, a rare smile on his face. "Not bad. Your reaction time is impressive, and your attacks are decent. Few can reach your level in terms of attacking ability at the Soul Sect or even Soul King stage."
"But you're too impulsive. You have no control over your power. When my Seven Killing Sword attacked you just now, why did you stop your attack? Was it because the gap between our strengths was too big?"
Yang Xiong quickly spoke up, "Teacher, the power of your Seven Killing Sword is so great that I feared if I attacked you, my hands would be sliced off."
Sword Douluo sneered. "You have power and fighting skills, but you lack momentum and determination. How can you become a true powerhouse without those? There are countless geniuses in the world, but only those who dare to challenge the strong and fear nothing will become true masters. Every Title Douluo was once in that position."
"At the Soul Master Tournament, your performance was good, but you hesitated so much. Who were you showing that to? You had the chance to defeat Yaomei, but instead, you didn't use your soul skills or unleash your full strength. What was the point of participating in the Soul Master Tournament?"
"Even though the Spirit Hall is strong, if we don't have the courage to challenge them, we might as well admit defeat and live a normal life."
Yang Xiong felt a cold sweat form on his brow. Over the years, he had indeed made many plans, but he always hesitated—failing to refuse when he should, and not fighting with everything when he should have. He had never done anything without being sure of the outcome, and lacked the courage to challenge the strong.
Sword Douluo continued, "Think about the fight just now. What do you think caused you to lose so easily?"
Yang Xiong thought carefully and then replied, "Teacher, the main reason was the gap in our use of soul power. Your Seven Killing Sword seems to be mastered at its peak. The sword is like an extension of your body."
Sword Douluo shook his head. "That analysis is poor. I already told you I only used Soul Sect-level power. My speed, strength, and even the sharpness of the Seven Killing Sword were all controlled within the Soul Sect range. But you were intimidated by my power and didn't dare to go all out."
Yang Xiong quickly responded, "Thank you, Teacher. I will definitely not let this happen again."
Sword Douluo sneered. "Do you think there will be another chance? When you fight an enemy, if you don't give it your all from the start, do you think the enemy will give you another chance?"
"In that battle, you never had your own rhythm. You fell right into mine. That's the worst mistake in a soul master battle."
Yang Xiong's face showed resolve. "Teacher, I understand now. Thank you for your reminder. I will fight with everything I have from now on."
Sword Douluo nodded. "That's more like it. If you truly have this mindset, you're not beyond saving. But the Soul Master Tournament is just a child's game. It means nothing to me. The competitors are all weak, and they're not even allowed to injure their opponents."
"Your strength may surpass that of ordinary students, but it's far from crushing them. Your speed, strength, and defense were all among the best in the tournament. You stood out because your experience was better than theirs."
Yang Xiong reflected on his journey, realizing that he had become somewhat complacent.
Sword Douluo continued, "Since you have become my disciple, I will do my best to teach you. But if you disappoint me, you may end up dying by my Seven Killing Sword. My disciples cannot be weak."
Yang Xiong gritted his teeth. "Teacher, I will never be weak. I will fight harder than anyone."
Sword Douluo said, "Now that's what I like to hear. My Seven Killing Sword is not a sword-type martial soul, so I won't teach you sword techniques. And with your situation, you won't be able to go too far down the sword path."
"The only two words I can teach you are 'Attack' and 'Kill.'"
"Attack means using every means to defeat your enemy and charge forward. Kill means using all your power to eliminate your enemy."
With that, Sword Douluo's killing aura surged, and Yang Xiong felt his entire body tremble as if he were in a sea of corpses and blood. Even his soul seemed to be shaking.
The aura of the Seven Killing Sword was intense, almost as overwhelming as Tang Hao's, and it was clear that this was the unique aura of the Seven Killing Sword.
Sword Douluo waved his hand, and a sword energy shot toward Yang Xiong. His martial soul and soul power seemed to be suppressed instantly.
Yang Xiong felt helpless. His two teachers seemed to like suppressing his martial soul and soul power. Was this how his attacking path was going to be trained too?
Before he could speak, several disciples from Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect pushed a large cage onto the training ground. Inside was a spotted tiger, over six meters long, and it looked like it had reached the level of a 2,000-year-old soul beast.
Sword Douluo said, "No matter what methods you use, kill this thousand-year-old spotted tiger with all your strength. But no hidden weapons allowed."
With that, Sword Douluo quickly drew two sword energies, and the ground of the training field was transformed into a small arena. He stepped outside the range of the sword energy.
The spotted tiger roared loudly, eyeing Yang Xiong like prey. However, it seemed to be afraid of the sword energy, not daring to approach.
Yang Xiong felt extremely nervous. He had killed thousand-year-old soul beasts before, but with his martial soul and soul power completely suppressed, defeating the tiger was going to be difficult—let alone killing it.
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