Douluo's first sword

The bright sunshine shone from the blue sky, shining on the two figures on the ring.

The two confronted each other, and the smell of gunpowder filled the air crazily.

"Haha, you are Fang Xuan? I have admired you for a long time, and your reputation has spread throughout Tiandou Academy. Today is just a chance for me to avenge the goddesses who have been harmed by you. Please wake up."

Howard showed a cruel expression to Fang Xuan, moved his limbs, and rubbed the joints all over his body, making a sound like fried beans.

Fang Xuan's eyes were cold and silent, he just concentrated on staring at the opponent in front of him.

"Howard, thirty-level fighting spirit master, martial spirit: Brown Bear!"

"Fang Xuan, a level 30 battle soul master, martial soul...sword!"

After the two announced their identities, Howard took the lead in launching an offensive.

"Possessed by a brown bear!"

Howard's blond hair was flying, and he roared, and all his energy exploded. A ferocious black brown bear emerged from his body, and his mountain-like body was full of power.

Although the Brown Bear Martial Spirit is not a special martial spirit, it is famous for its strength and defense. It is very powerful. If it were to fight, it would be a fifty-fifty match against a thirty-fourth or fifth-level soul master!

At the same time, three soul rings, yellow, yellow, and purple, emerged.

"The third soul skill, Brown Bear Mountain Palm!"

Howard directly used his strongest thousand-year-old soul skill with an extremely terrifying momentum. He carried a powerful wind in his right hand and struck Fang Xuan's chest fiercely.

"Batakujutsu!"

With his spirit, energy and spirit united, Fang Xuan was highly focused, and his soul power was roaring in his body. He put his right hand on the handle of the knife, bursting out the fruits of his practice in the past few days, and suddenly drew the knife!

"boom!"

The snow-white edge of the Shadowless Knife slashed through the air, carrying a strong wind, and slashed at Howard crazily.

With this sword, Fang Xuan used his understanding of the art of drawing swords these days, as well as his strongest soul power at this stage, to directly hit Howard, who was famous for his defensive power, head-on.

"Bang!"

A loud bang that ripped apart bones!

Howard's sternum collapsed on the spot. Even with the strong defensive power of the Brown Bear Spirit, it was difficult to withstand Fang Xuan's terrifying sword drawing technique. His face turned livid, he coughed up blood, and his body was like a kite with its strings broken. He came out and hit the edge of the ring hard.

"How...how is it possible?!"

Howard stared at Fang Xuan opposite with some horror, struggling to get up from the ground, but failed. He was too injured and passed out.

With one strike, the Soul Master will be defeated!

The whole place was dead silent! ! !

All the contestants, spectators, and referees present were all stunned. They were attracted by Fang Xuan's stunning strike and fell into silence for a period of time.

I don't know how long it took before a voice gradually started to sound.

"No, it's true. He defeated Howard with just one knife!"

"Howard is a three-ringed soul master. With the invincible brown bear martial soul, he can deal with even a thirty-five-level soul master. Fang Xuan actually broke through Howard's defense with a single blow. How can this be?!"

"It's too scary. What a powerful sword. This guy's understanding of the sword has reached a very deep level!"

Everyone was talking a lot and their expressions were full of shock. Fang Xuan defeated Howard with one sword. This kind of strength was so shocking!

Not only the ordinary spectators and contestants, but also the three eighty-level education committee members, the three powerful Contras Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan and Zhilin, could not help but stare at Fang Xuan closely at this moment, looking very confused. Surprised and delighted.

In this game, no matter who wins or loses, they are all students of Tiandou Academy. Now that Fang Xuan has performed so well, they all believe that a rare talent has emerged from the academy, and they are all very happy.

"Yes, this Fang Xuan is very powerful, far ahead of ordinary geniuses, and comparable to the top geniuses like Yu Tianheng!" Meng Shenji stroked his beard and smiled happily.

In the entire central square, the most shocked person was Emperor Xueye, who was sitting at the head of the VIP table. Even he couldn't help but feel a hint of shock at this moment.

What does it mean to defeat a young Soul Lord with one sword?

It means that Fang Xuan has strong talent and potential, and may even reach the realm of Titled Douluo in the future.

If before, due to Fang Xuan's humble background and mediocre qualifications, Xue Ye had never taken a direct look at this youngest son, but now, because of this stunning knife, Xue Ye gradually changed her discrimination against Fang Xuan in her heart.

For the first time, I started to pay attention to Fang Xuan!

"My little brother is able to achieve such an achievement thanks to my father's earnest teachings. Congratulations to my father!" Qian Renxue glanced deeply at Fang Xuan on the stage, with a smile on her face, and congratulated Emperor Xue Ye.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, Fifth Prince, your future achievements will be limitless!" Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but admire Fang Xuan's performance, and looked very appreciative of him.

As for the other people below, some people gave Fang Xuan high praise, while some people saw Fang Xuan's performance and felt itchy with hatred!

"Damn it, that bad guy has become stronger again!" Dugu Yan said angrily.

"Have you become stronger? Only then will you be qualified for me to defeat you. I'm looking forward to the match with you, Fang Xuan!" Yu Tianheng stood with his hands behind his back, his calm words contained strong confidence. He looked forward to the whole Tiandou Academy. To be the best among them is indeed something to be proud of!

"This is what the saying goes, good people don't live long, and misfortune will last for thousands of years..." Silver-haired little lolita Ye Lingling puffed up her cheeks and stared at Fang Xuan on the ring resentfully, cursing.

Because Fang Xuan was notorious and very unpopular, there were very few people in the entire competition who were truly happy for him, and Teacher Ruolan was one of those few people.

"This brat is hiding too deep!"

Teacher Ruolan stared at Fang Xuan closely with her beautiful eyes, feeling excited and ecstatic in her heart.

After all, there was an amazing genius in her class, which was a unique honor for her as an instructor.

On the stage, Fang Xuan's waist was straight, like a pine tree stuck in place, and his expression looked so confident and indifferent. He didn't pay attention to the comments around him, and kept calm and listened quietly to the system prompts. .

【Good! A successful cut! 】

[Reward: Soul Power*1]

Immediately afterwards, following the sound of reward for successfully drawing the sword, a sound that Fang Xuan had been waiting for for a whole year finally sounded.

[Congratulations, your sword-drawing skills have been promoted to the Hinayana stage! 】