Chapter 68 Fourth on the Golden List! A disciple of Jing Yuan?!
"My goodness..."
"This sword case is so cool! Is this even a Spirit? It's like carrying an armory around with you!"
Ma Hongjun stared wide-eyed, swallowing hard.
"Hundreds of flying swords flying out at once, who can withstand that?"
"I think Qian Renxue deserved to lose; I would have been kneeling too if I were in her shoes."
Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, staring intently at the description of the "Thousand Star Sword Box," his brows furrowed and his eyes gleaming with a fervent desire to study it.
"Not only that."
Yu Xiaogang said in a deep voice, breaking the crowd's astonishment.
"The most terrifying thing about this Spirit is that it breaks the limitations of weapon Spirits."
"Normally, a sword Spirit Master can only control one sword."
"But the Thousand Star Sword Box is itself a 'container' that grants Soul Masters the ability to control multiple flying swords simultaneously, and each sword can carry a Soul Skill."
"This is equivalent to him being able to unleash an attack frequency hundreds of times higher than that of a Soul Master of the same level at the same time."
"This is an existence that completely crushes traditional weapon Spirits in terms of mechanism."
Listening to the master's analysis, the Shrek students' expressions became even more solemn.
Tang San stood to the side, holding the Trident of the Sea God in his hand, his knuckles turning slightly white.
He looked at the boy, who was much younger than himself, and his heart was in turmoil.
It was the Luofu Immortal Ship again.
This name was like a curse, appearing again and again at the top of the list.
"Teacher, you said..."
Tang San's voice was a little hoarse.
Just how many powerful figures are on this Luofu Immortal Ship?
"That Qing Que, that Huo Huo, and now it's Yanqing…"
"Moreover, they all seem to be under the command of the same person."
Ning Rongrong also came to her senses at this moment. She looked at the words "disciple of Jing Yuan" with shock in her beautiful eyes.
"Third Brother is right."
"The most terrifying one is not Yanqing, but Jing Yuan."
Ning Rongrong turned to look at her companion, her tone urgent.
"Think about it, Yanqing is so powerful, he can even defeat the Angel God, yet he is only Jing Yuan's disciple?"
"Just how strong is this Jing Yuan?"
"Could he be a level 99 Peerless Douluo? Or perhaps..."
"Has he become a god too?"
Dai Mubai shook his head with a sullen face.
"I think it's not as simple as becoming a god."
"The master who can teach a disciple to defeat a first-level god must be one of the strongest in the god realm."
Zhu Zhuqing, who had been silent all along, took a step forward at this moment.
Her cool gaze swept over the crowd and stared straight at the six characters "Jing Yuan, the Divine Strategy General" on the list of successful candidates.
In the Douluo Continent, the strong are respected.
Zhu Zhuqing's thirst for power had never ceased.
She watched Yanqing's amazing sword strike in the video and saw the proud expression on the young man's face when he mentioned his master.
"Divine Strategy General..."
Zhu Zhuqing murmured softly.
She couldn't imagine what kind of man he was.
He was able to command geniuses like Qing Que, Huo Huo, and Yanqing, and to establish a mysterious and powerful force like the Luofu Immortal Ship.
"Zhuqing, what's wrong?"
Ning Rongrong noticed her best friend's unusual behavior and leaned over to ask.
Zhu Zhuqing came to her senses, her eyes not filled with fear, but with a flame of longing.
"I was just thinking."
"If I had the chance, I would really like to meet General Jing Yuan."
"I want to know what kind of person could stand at the top of these monsters."
The Shrek members looked at each other in bewilderment.
This was the first time they had ever seen the usually aloof Zhu Zhuqing show such intense curiosity toward a complete stranger.
Yu Xiaogang sighed, watching the golden light gradually dissipate in the sky.
"No matter how strong Jing Yuan is."
"The appearance of the Luofu Immortal Ship has completely changed the situation on the continent."
"Whether it's the Spirit Hall or the two great empires, they all seem insignificant in the face of this behemoth."
While everyone was still discussing Yanqing's strength and Jing Yuan's mystery,
The scene above the sky suddenly shifted.
The images that originally belonged to Yanqing slowly faded away.
New golden light began to gather.
An even grander and more majestic aura began to brew in the sky.
Zhu Zhuqing subconsciously clenched her hands, her beautiful eyes fixed on the golden light.
Her intuition told her so.
What would appear next might be the answer to the mystery that everyone had been guessing about.
Where exactly does that man named Jing Yuan rank?
At that moment, the shock to the list of successful candidates intensified.
The information about third place did not appear directly as expected.
Instead, a crack suddenly appeared in the center of the gold list screen.
A faint sigh could be heard coming from within the crack.
It wasn't pain, but rather a languid and world-weary quality born from a profound understanding of life.
Zhu Zhuqing's heart skipped a beat.
Just how strong is Jing Yuan?!
Outside the Heaven Dou Empire's main camp.
The sky was somewhat overcast at this moment, whether it was because the sword energy that had filled the sky earlier had shattered the clouds, or because the murderous aura of Jialing Pass was too heavy.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood at the entrance of the camp, his gaze never leaving the phantom image of the boy in the sky.
As the wielder of the Seven Kill Sword and the Titled Douluo known for his unparalleled attack power, Chen Xin understood better than anyone what the "Thousand Star Sword Box" meant.
"Sigh."
Chen Xin's voice was somewhat hoarse, as if he had grit in his throat.
"That kid named Yanqing, his sword intent... is very pure."
"If I were to face that move just now, 'Ten Thousand Swords Return to One,' I'm afraid I wouldn't be confident of victory."
Ning Fengzhi stood beside Chen Xin, gently tapping the scepter in his hand on the ground.
The Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect no longer had his usual composure on his face.
He stared at the four gilded characters "Luofu Immortal Ship" on the list, his brows furrowing into a deep frown.
"Uncle Sword, what I care about most is not how strong Yanqing is."
Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, his tone unusually solemn.
"It's his identity."
"A disciple of General Jing Yuan of the Divine Strategy Army."
These words carried immense weight.
Chen Xin was stunned for a moment, then his pupils suddenly contracted.
Yes.
A disciple, only a teenager, was able to rank fourth and even directly challenge Qian Renxue, who had inherited the position of Angel God.
Then what kind of person must the master who taught this apprentice be?
"We used to think that the Spirit Hall was the pinnacle of this continent."
Ning Fengzhi gave a wry smile and shook his head.
"Now it seems we really were like frogs in a well, with a limited view of the sky."
"This Jing Yuan was able to train such a prodigy as Yanqing, and even Qing Que and Huo Huo before him..."
"Uncle Sword, do you think the master of Luofu might have already taken that step?"
Chen Xin fell silent.
That step, of course, referred to reaching level 100 and becoming a god.
They might even be more terrifying than ordinary gods.
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