Douluo: Reborn as a Dragon, I am the Lord of Soul Beasts

Chapter 32 Teaching, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude

Ji Juechen stood there, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, as if a sharp sword was about to be released. His body stood straight, his muscles slightly tense. Two yellow and one purple, three soul rings appeared quietly, and then attached to the sword body.

Suddenly, his sword intent burst out, and the surrounding atmosphere became tense and surging, as if the entire space was shrouded in his sword intent and will.

In the sword intent around him, the flowers seemed to sway delicately under his sword intent, and the wind seemed to tremble in his breathing. His sword edge trembled slightly, emitting an invisible oppressive force.

On the other side, under the possession of the martial spirit, Ye Guyi's original white school uniform seemed to have turned into a gorgeous white robe under the blessing of the holy light, like a holy angel descending to the earth. Coupled with Ye Guyi's innate angelic face, even Xiao Hongchen, who always looked down on others, couldn't help but exclaim, "So beautiful!"

But Ye Guyi's opponent is Ji Juechen. He only has the sword in his eyes, and an innate sword intent emanates from his body, condensing into an insurmountable barrier.

Ji Juechen did not take the initiative to attack, but waited for Ye Guyi to complete the spirit possession so that she could attack first. This was one of his few gentlemanly behaviors.

There was a holy and mysterious light in Ye Guyi's eyes. The next moment, Ye Guyi came floating in, her figure was like a white whirlwind, and as the sword light flashed, a holy light gushed out from the long sword in her hand, as dazzling as the sun in the clear sky, illuminating the entire battlefield.

"Come on!" Ji Juechen shouted excitedly, and with a wave of his sword, he dissolved the holy light, then quickly counterattacked and slashed at Ye Guyi with a sharp sword move.

Ye Guyi raised the holy sword in her hand, and a holy spirit-like light burst out from her body, like a bright moon rising, sacred and solemn. At the same time, the holy light condensed into another holy sword, the sword body emitting a faint blue light, and slashed towards Ji Juechen with infinite divine power.

Ji Juechen's eyes flashed with a trace of vigilance, and he raised his sword slightly, accurately blocking the attack. The moment the sword body and the holy sword collided, the sacred power instantly surrounded Ji Juechen's whole body. Maybe Ye Guyi's strength is weaker than Ji Juechen, but the sacred power attached to Ye Guyi's martial spirit is also something that Ji Juechen cannot deal with.

Then, Ji Juechen's figure flashed, and he moved as fast as the wind. His sword drew a perfect arc in the air, and the sword light shone like a flash of lightning across the night sky, slashing straight at Ye Guyi's feet. This sword was as fast as lightning and extremely accurate, carrying Ji Juechen's ultimate pursuit of swordsmanship, trying to find Ye Guyi's flaws.

Ye Guyi felt a needle in her heart, and the next moment, the purple soul ring lit up instantly. The holy light shone, and she jumped up in one step, dodging the attack, and then a Holy Spirit Slash passed like a meteor, stabbing towards Ji Juechen's body. Ji Juechen's cold eyes flashed, and his figure disappeared instantly. The sword light was like lightning, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and slashed towards Ye Guyi's back.

Ye Guyi felt the threat from Ji Juechen, and she turned around without hesitation to fight back. The increase from the Holy Tribute was still there, so she was confident that she could fight Ji Juechen head-on. The holy light of the sword in her hand gushed out, defeating Ji Juechen's sword. The two of them exchanged sword moves, and the scene was extremely intense. For a moment, there was even an afterimage.

"These two people are so strong?"

Outside the arena, Xiao Hongchen, who was watching the fight, said solemnly. The strength displayed by Ye Guyi and Ji Juechen was no weaker than his own. Moreover, Ye Guyi still had wounds from the fight with him that day, but he was able to fight back and forth with Ji Juechen, a terrifying freak who had comprehended the sword intent.

For a moment, Xiao Hongchen's self-confidence was inevitably hit hard.

It was not only Xiao Hongchen who had a gloomy face, but also Jing Ziyan who was not far away. No one knew Ji Juechen better than him.

In the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy, Ji Juechen has always been a special existence. First, he is not a soul instructor, and second, he is not a pure soul master..."

His martial soul is a sword, but it is just an ordinary sword without any powerful abilities. His innate soul power is only level three, which is barely enough for cultivation. This is why Ji Juechen is obviously more than ten years older than Ye Guyi, but his soul power level is the same as Ye Guyi.

Since Ji Juechen's martial spirit awakened at the age of six, he has fallen in love with his sword. In his eyes, there is nothing else but the sword. He releases his martial spirit every day to practice hard. No one even knows how he improves his soul power.

When he was eight years old, his soul power reached level ten. He entered a soul beast settlement alone with a sword. Three days later, he came out covered in blood. He had his first hundred-year soul ring. Yes, his hundred-year soul ring was hunted by himself. But what he got was a soul skill that increased soul power like a soul master.

The two of them, one is a genius, the other is an ordinary person who works very hard. But at this moment, they are standing on the same platform.

"Dang!" Another crisp sound of swords colliding was heard.

Ye Guyi and Ji Juechen were standing apart in the martial arts arena. A fine sweat oozed from Ye Guyi's forehead. The previous battle with Xiao Hongchen had also caused Ye Guyi some injuries. Now he had such an intense swordsmanship competition with Ji Juechen, and Ye Guyi's hand holding the holy sword was slightly unstable.

Just when Ye Guyi was preparing for his next attack, Ji Juechen on the opposite side took the lead and withdrew his attack in front of everyone's surprised gaze.

Feeling the fierce sword intent that originally surrounded him suddenly dissipate, Ye Guyi was stunned, and then he heard Ji Juechen's cold voice: "Your injuries are not healed yet. I don't like to take advantage of others. Wait until you are healed, and then we can talk."

After Ji Juechen finished speaking, he put the sword in his hand back into his arms. Without looking back, he walked towards the sidelines step by step.

However, Ye Guyi was so proud that even when she was about to starve to death, she would never easily accept food from others. This time was no exception.

Just when Ye Guyi was about to continue to increase his momentum and force Ji Juechen to come back, he heard a familiar voice coming from the sky.

"All right."

Familiar voice, Ye Guyi looked in the direction of the voice's source, wasn't that the figure he had been looking forward to day and night for the past year. Familiar face, expectant smile... In mid-air, Ying Qian quietly landed. He had just watched the battle between Ye Guyi and Ji Juechen, and the reason why he didn't interrupt was because Ying Qian also wanted to see what kind of strength his students had reached.

However, just as Ying Qian was preparing to make his opening remarks, a slender figure hurriedly flew through the crowd like a butterfly and rushed straight into Ying Qian's arms. When she approached Ying Qian, the uncontrollable emotion made her forget everything, and she threw herself into Ying Qian's arms without hesitation.

Ying Qian was stunned, but after feeling Ye Guyi's emotions, Ying Qian had to hug her gently, his heart filled with tenderness and warmth. He patted her back gently to calm her excitement.

"Okay." After a long while, Ying Qian finally spoke. After a year, Ye Guyi had grown up a lot. Girls' physical development is faster than boys', and there are people watching next to them! In order to avoid teaching the child bad things, Ying Qian had to gently push Ye Guyi away.

"Ahem!" Seeing Ye Guyi's red eyes and the look of the people around him, he felt awkward. Ying Qian had to explain, "Gu Yi is an orphan I found in a small town on the border of the Sun Moon Empire."

"Really?" The smart little Meng Hongchen spoke first. It turned out that no matter how old they are, women are gossipy by nature.

"I have watched your actual combat assessment and the battle just now, and I have a general understanding of your overall strength." Ying Qian did not respond to Meng Hongchen's words, but continued to speak with gritted teeth.

The first day of teaching was so chaotic that Ying Qian was a little confused. But soon Ying Qian got into the state.

"Ji Juechen, do you know why you had the advantage in the battle just now but couldn't defeat your opponent?" Ying Qian suddenly asked.

Ji Juechen was stunned, then shook his head blankly.

Seeing this, Ying Qian did not blame him but continued, "There are two points in so-called cultivation. One is external cultivation. That is, in battle, you train and integrate your martial soul. You have done a good job in this regard, but internal cultivation is to cultivate your mind. People have seven emotions: joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, sadness, shock, and fear. Your sword intent is indeed fierce, but it only has its form, not its soul. When you can make your sword intent follow your emotions, you will truly achieve the state of unity between man and nature."

"Ji Juechen," Ying Qian said slowly, "cultivation is not just about focusing on the outside world, but more importantly, it is about insight and understanding of the inner self. If a person only limits himself to the world of swords, he will eventually lose a broader vision."

After hearing what Ying Qian said, Ji Juechen frowned slightly and thought about the way of inner cultivation he mentioned.

"Sword intent carries emotions..." He whispered to himself, trying to understand the concept.

Ying Qian looked at his expression and knew that he was thinking. He was not in a hurry. Ji Juechen was just too focused on the sword in his hand. He was so focused that he had no spare time to feel the world and his own emotions. He was like a heartless robot.

After talking about Ji Juechen, Ying Qian turned around and faced Xiao Hongchen and the others. The three people, who were originally a little sloppy, immediately stood up straight the moment Ying Qian turned around.

"Xiao Hongchen, your martial soul itself possesses extremely powerful metal control ability. Metal control ability is a very powerful ability that allows a person to manipulate and control metal materials, thereby achieving a variety of effects. But you only use it for simple attack and defense, which is really a waste of talent." Ying Qian said bluntly.

Xiao Hongchen frowned slightly when he heard this, and felt a little ashamed. He really only limited his metal control ability to attack and defense, and did not fully develop its potential.

"If Ji Juechen can only focus on sword cultivation and can only become a strong attacking spirit master, then Xiao Hongchen, you have many more routes than Ji Juechen, and you are also much stronger. The most basic application of metal control ability is to manipulate metal objects, which can be moved, deformed, and projected. Or use metal materials to form a solid shield to protect yourself from attacks. At the same time, you can also form metal into various weapons, such as swords, spirit guide cannons, etc., for attack. You have already mastered these, so there is no point in saying more."

"But have you ever thought about the higher-level planes that metal controls? For example, metal treatment and repair: the properties of metal can be used to treat and repair the human body, such as treating fractures, removing foreign objects, etc. Or at a higher level, the properties of metal elements can be controlled to achieve more types of effects, such as metal corrosion and burning. Going up, there is the transformation of metal creation: I have seen some people who can even create new metal substances or transform metals into other substances by controlling the atomic structure of metals. Have you thought about these? Xiao Hongchen."

For a moment, Xiao Hongchen was dumbfounded. He had never thought that his ability to control metal could be used in this way. This was a cultivation method that Xiao Hongchen had never thought of before! Xiao Hongchen, who had always been arrogant, had to admit defeat at this moment!

Ying Qian turned around and looked at Meng Hongchen.

Meng Hongchen was seen staring at Ying Qian with his big watery eyes, blinking.

But Ying Qian still said mercilessly: "Meng Hongchen, your control over elements is stronger than your brother's, but you are now too dependent on the special attributes of your martial soul. Ice element and fire element, no matter which element it is, are extremely powerful abilities in a soul master. But you have these two elements at once, which means that the accuracy of your control over soul power has always been dependent on soul skills. You have no ability to use the abilities of these two elements separately, let alone fuse them."

Finally, it was Jing Ziyan. Ying Qian took a deep look at Jing Ziyan and said meaningfully: "Jing Ziyan, you have the weakest foundation among this group of people. Do you know that? You don't have the talent like Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen, nor do you have the courage and perseverance to be fearless for the sword like Ji Juechen."

Jing Ziyan, who had been waiting for a long time, slowly raised her head after hearing what Ying Qian said. Through her eyes, Ying Qian saw a hint of helplessness. It was a deep helplessness, as if she was well aware of her current situation, but was powerless to do anything about it. The corners of her mouth slightly turned up, as if she was trying to force a smile, but deep in her eyes, she revealed a hint of bitterness.

Her eyes flashed with confusion, as if she was thinking about how to deal with such a situation. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she remained silent.

Jing Ziyan's shoulders hunched slightly, as if she was bearing an invisible pressure. Her body trembled slightly, as if expressing the uneasiness and anxiety deep in her heart. She didn't say anything, but just lowered her head silently, hiding her helpless expression.

(End of this chapter)