Chapter 10

　On the rooftop of an abandoned building a few hundred meters away, a silver light flashed, and the figure of "Naer" appeared here.

　　"How is that possible?"

　　"Na'er" looked at the courtyard a few hundred meters away in confusion, with a frown on her face.

　　This human being is not as simple as he seems!

　　Just when she was about to succeed, she suddenly felt a sense of alarm in her heart, and she had a premonition that told her.

　　If this shot goes down, Lin Xuan will die, but she will also pay a price for it. This price is naturally - death!

　　She is the Silver Dragon King, the incarnation of the Dragon God. Even though her current strength is less than one-tenth of the Dragon God, her spiritual level is not low. This is definitely not a premonition but a fact.

　　"Son of destiny!"

　　"Naer" said word by word.

　　She can also share Naer's memories and recall Lin Xuan's performance in the past three years.

　　Superb swordsmanship, a body that can be constantly improved at will, extraordinary forging talent... These cannot be explained by the word "genius"!

　　But if Lin Xuan is the lucky son of this session, everything makes sense!

　　The son of destiny in the Douluo world is protected by the entire Douluo Star. Only in this way can she be threatened with death.

　　Although Douluo Star is half-dead now, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. This is a world that has produced many God Kings.

　　But why!

　　"Naer"'s eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness, and the coldness emanating from her body seemed to freeze the moonlight in mid-air.

　　It was obviously the humans who wantonly slaughtered soul beasts, which led to the ecological destruction of Douluo Star, so why do they still love humans!

　　"I will prove to you that it is humans who are wrong!"

　　Looking at the black sky full of stars, "Na'er" said coldly, and then her figure flashed and disappeared from this world.

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Chapter 11 My sword is very thick, please be patient!

　　The next day, looking at the empty room, Lin Xuan was stunned for a long time before he reacted.

　　"Have you left?"

　　Lin Xuan sighed.

　　This girl left without leaving a farewell letter to comfort the brother who stayed behind. He remembered that it was in the original book, it seemed that he had spoiled her.

　　I must teach this girl a lesson next time we meet!

　　After washing up quickly, Lin Xuan went out and walked towards the school.

　　Today is the graduation ceremony of Hongshan College, and he happened to be going to get the school's recommendation letter.

　　Although the Intermediate College is also part of the Federation's compulsory education stage, it has a certain threshold. Only those who have broken through the tenth level of soul power before graduating from the Junior College and received a letter of recommendation from the school are eligible for admission.

　　"Students, I am very happy to speak to you here. We have spent three years in this junior college together, and I have seen your efforts."

　　"Maybe not every student can enter the intermediate college, but the teacher believes that you all have your own future..."

　　In the Soul Master class, a middle-aged man with a slight beer belly stood on the podium and gave a speech to the graduates below.

　　It's called a graduation ceremony, but in fact it's just the principal Li Yuan giving a speech to the graduating class to stir up some sentiments.

　　After all, who knows whether a powerful soul master will emerge among these children in the future.

　　Lin Xuan sat in the corner and almost fell asleep while listening.

　　Good god! We are in another world, and this official language is still chasing me.

　　No matter how good you are at math, physics and chemistry, you are not as good as humanities in terms of time travel. The laws of physics may change but people will not.

　　"Okay! That's all I have to say."

　　Two and a half hours later, Principal Li finally finished his speech with a feeling of being unsatisfied. After Lin Mengxi's blessings, everyone gradually left the stage.

　　Lin Xuan and others who had already broken through to level ten were left behind alone.

　　"I am very happy that there are so many of you this year. You are all the best students in this class of our college."

　　Principal Li said to them with a smile.

　　There were more than fifty people in the class, but only ten stayed, which was a little more than in previous years.

　　"I hope you all have a good future!"

　　Principal Li smiled and handed the recommendation letters to several people one by one. When he walked in front of Lin Xuan, he was even more happy.

　　This is the most outstanding student in their Hongshan College in the past hundred years. Even if he were to go to those big cities, he would probably be among the best.

　　"You must come back often. Your alma mater welcomes you at any time!"

　　Principal Li spoke to everyone kindly, but his eyes were always on Lin Xuan.

　　This undisguised action naturally aroused the jealousy of the others, but they could do nothing about it. Who made them inferior to others in strength?

　　Tang Wulin was watching this scene with a smile on his face. He was already very satisfied with just having the recommendation letter. As for Lin Xuan, he only felt proud of him.

　　After that, they complimented each other and left.

　　"Brother Xuan! Wait for me!"

　　On the way home, Tang Wulin suddenly ran up to them happily.

　　"Wulin, what's wrong?"

　　Lin Xuan looked at him in confusion.

　　A few years later, Tang Wulin had grown up a lot. It had to be said that the genes of Tang San and Xiao Wu were indeed strong.

　　Tang Wulin was like a delicate large porcelain doll, with fair, tender and smooth skin that would make any woman drool. His delicate and well-behaved face gave people the first impression of being beautiful and cute.

　　"Brother Xuan! I want to challenge you!"

　　Tang Wulin mustered up his courage and spoke to Lin Xuan with fighting spirit.

　　Lin Xuan has always been someone else's child. From martial arts to forging, it seems that Lin Xuan is proficient in everything. This naturally aroused Tang Wulin's competitive spirit.

　　Although Tang Wulin knew that he would most likely not be a match for Lin Xuan, he still wanted to see the gap between the two.

　　You know, his goal has always been to become an excellent soul master!

　　"OK!"

　　Looking at the impatient Tang Wulin, Lin Xuan curled his lips and nodded in response.

　　It just so happened that Na'er left without saying goodbye today, and he was full of resentment and wanted to find someone to fight.

　　Tang Wulin is pretty good, he's tough as nails!

　　…

　　In a park by the sea, two young men stood facing each other.

　　"Brother Xuan!"

　　Tang Wulin's face was full of seriousness as he looked at Lin Xuan, ready for battle.

　　"To show respect, I can use no martial spirit!"

　　Lin Xuan spread his hands forward and spoke arrogantly, as if he didn't take Tang Wulin seriously at all.

　　Provocation is also a tactic.

　　"You are too careless, Brother Xuan!"

　　Faced with Lin Xuan's provocation, Tang Wulin was not angry but happy. During the time when Lin Xuan was posing, he had secretly controlled the blue silver grass to probe towards Lin Xuan from underground.

　　"First soul skill, blue silver entanglement!"

　　A golden python suddenly appeared on Tang Wulin's shoulder. It was his soul, the Golden Brilliant Python.

　　Although the first soul skill that the Blue Silver Grass bestowed on Tang Wulin was still entanglement, its effect was at least twice as good as that of the incomplete one.

　　The white soul ring behind Tang Wulin moved slightly, and seven or eight turquoise blue silver grasses suddenly emerged from under Lin Xuan's feet, like blue chains that bound him firmly in place.

　　"Brother Xuan! Be careful!"

　　Seeing that his attack was successful, Tang Wulin took a sudden step and rushed towards Lin Xuan.

　　Facing Lin Xuan, whose soul power level is far higher than his, competing in soul skills is not a good strategy. Only in close combat can he have a chance of winning.

　　In his hands appeared a pair of black tungsten steel hammers. Although these hammers were not as powerful as the future Thousand Forged Silver Hammers, each hammer weighed more than 40 kilograms. If an ordinary person was hit by such a hammer, he would definitely be killed or injured.

　　"Huh? Weird!"

　　Lin Xuan pulled the blue silver grass under his feet, frowning slightly. The blue silver grass was deformed by him, twisted into a twist but never broke.

　　In the past few years, he has tried all the physical training methods he could find, and finally chose a certain bald man's Saitama body-building technique.

　　After two and a half years, this body-building technique has reached the tenth level. Each level of this body-building technique can increase Lin Xuan's physical strength by 100 kilograms. Now he can easily exert a force of 1,000 kilograms.

　　"Tenacity, a spirit characteristic?"

　　Lin Xuan thought about it for a moment and remembered some clues. Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass was quite special, and it seemed that it would only break when his soul power was exhausted.

　　I have been in this world for so long, and I only remember the outline of the novels I read in my previous life, and I have forgotten a lot of these small details.

　　"But it didn't have much of an impact."

　　Lin Xuan looked at the tungsten steel hammer that was getting bigger and bigger on his face, with a slight smile on his face, still calm.

　　I saw a flash of blue light in his hand, and a huge dark blue sword appeared in his hand.

　　When he completed the Thousand Forgings, Lin Xuan's work was a piece of rare metal called deep sea blue gold. He then used this piece of deep sea blue gold to forge this deep blue giant sword.

　　"Bang!"

　　The tungsten steel hammer collided with the giant sword, and a sharp roar sounded in the air.

　　Lin Xuan easily blocked the attack.

　　Tang Wulin's pupils shrank and he was secretly shocked. After not seeing Brother Xuan for a few days, his strength had increased a lot.

　　He had run for several dozen meters, so the impact of his hammer was no less than that of a ferocious wild boar.

　　Seeing that this attack failed to work, Tang Wulin turned around and retreated without hesitation.

　　Next, he was like a loach, constantly swimming around and attacking Lin Xuan. Each time he touched and then ran away, not giving Lin Xuan any chance to wrestle with him.

　　For a moment, the sky was filled with shadows of hammers.

　　Lin Xuan was restrained in place and could only wield his great sword to block the incoming attacks, occasionally inserting a counterattack.

　　Although Lin Xuan was always in a passive position, if there was a swordsmanship master here, he would find that every time he swung his sword, he always cleverly hit the weak point of Tang Wulin's attack.

　　This caused Tang Wulin to spend more energy to resolve Lin Xuan's counterattack every time. As one side gained strength while the other lost strength, Lin Xuan actually gained the advantage.

　　"Enough of the fuss, no!"

　　Ten minutes later, Lin Xuan's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and he raised his hand and used a sword to repel Tang Wulin.

　　"Brother Xuan! Are you really not going to get tired?"

　　Tang Wulin stood more than ten meters away, panting. At this moment, he felt that he had no energy left, but Lin Xuan opposite him was still radiant.

　　"Next, it's my turn."

　　Lin Xuan did not answer, but held the giant sword horizontally in front of him. His eyes moved, and his whole body was like a sword out of its sheath. A powerful momentum burst out from his body and rushed straight into the sky!

　　Tang Wulin on the opposite side changed his expression when he saw this. At this moment, Lin Xuan seemed to have become one with the giant sword in his hand. The powerful sense of oppression surged towards him like a tide.

　　The unity of man and sword is an ability that Lin Xuan acquired when he practiced basic swordsmanship to the tenth level more than a year ago.

　　At this moment, he is the sword!

　　"Swish!"

　　There was a flash of sword light in the air, and the blue silver grass that had been holding on to Lin Xuan's feet for a long time was directly chopped into pieces. Tang Wulin on the opposite side also turned pale. The remaining half of his soul power was actually consumed by this sword.

　　Spicy balls!