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Douluo Dalu - First Slash

On the vast plains of the mystical Douluo Continent, a determined and enigmatic young man embarks on a remarkable journey. Armed with the extraordinary knowledge of the plot and power of the swordsman system, he seeks to perfect the art of the ultimate drawing sword technique — a weapon of unparalleled might that holds the potential to reshape the fate of the world. Follow the journey of a Lone Swordsman at Worlds Edge. *Disclaimer* Other than translation, everything belongs to the original creator. If the original creator wants to take it down, pls leave a review below. Just found the CNnovel and translated it here to increase my vocabulary, and English and to earn some coffee change. If you have some extra pocket money, Support me on Patreon: www.patreon.com/Mad_verse. Kofi: https://ko-fi.com/mad_verse This is where I read it- Qidian. so you can support the original author on a Chinese site. 斗罗第一刀 Author: Liu_Shui_Wu_Qing_FD

Mad_verse · 漫画同人
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300 Chs

Attack

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Present - Romance arc completed.

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Fang Xuan immediately became vigilant when that deep voice rang out.

The dark space gradually lit up with a dazzling flame. The candles on both sides automatically lit up, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

This caused the originally pitch-black main hall to gradually become brighter, allowing the surrounding scenery to appear slowly in front of Fang Xuan's eyes.

"Who?!" A cold shout rang out. Fang Xuan's face sank as he looked towards the source of that ancient voice.

He saw an old man with a head full of white hair sitting upright on a throne in the middle of the main hall. His wrinkled face was filled with dignity.

His deep and ancient eyes were suffused with coldness as he coldly looked at Fang Xuan! That loose and simple robe fluttered without wind. Boundless soul power surged, and an invisible pressure spread out.

"Little guy, you've got guts. After so many years, you're the first person who dared to break into Qilin's Treasury!"

The white-haired older man stood up from his throne and walked step by step towards Fang Xuan.

There was a strong enemy in front of him, and his path of retreat was cut off. It had to be said that the Qilin's Cave's anti-theft method was indeed brilliant!

Fang Xuan frowned. His expression was solemn as he felt valiant pressure from this white-haired old man. A person who could oversee the treasury must be an absolute strength hidden expert of Qilin's Cave!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black! Seven soul rings rose into the air!

The oppressive aura of a Soul Sage was gradually released from the white-haired older man's body, suddenly causing the entire treasury to tremble.

"This old man's name is Qilin Daoist Master, one of the Qilin's Cave's Guardian Elders!"

Qilin Spirit Master stood with his hands behind his back and smiled proudly. His gaze was filled with majesty, locked onto Fang Xuan's body, and his withered face gradually outlined a trace of ridicule.

"Little brat, you dare to trespass into my Qilin Treasury. You don't want to take the road to heaven, but you come to hell without a door. This old man has been bored for countless days and is feeling bored, so I'll use you to pass the time, hahaha…"

Before he could finish his words, Daoist Qilin rushed out. His invisible killing intent surged as he laughed wildly. The surface of his body gradually became saturated with fiery red soul power.

His burning fist pierced through the night sky, carrying a swift and fierce aura as it ruthlessly blasted toward Fang Xuan.

"I have to say that your Qilin Cave's defensive methods are indeed excellent. However, you've missed a point!"

Looking at the flaming fist that smashed down head-on, Fang Xuan was as steady as Mount Tai and said, without a ripple.

"Oh? What did you miss?!"

Qilin Master was puzzled, but he didn't stop attacking. His fist was still rushing toward Fang Xuan's head.

Boom! Two lightning bolts shot out from Fang Xuan's eyes the next moment. The blood in his body boiled as the sea of soul power surged and roared.

His black hair fluttered in the wind as the golden soul power burned all over his body. His fist suddenly swung out and smashed into Daoist Qilin's fist.

Then, under the horrified gaze of Daoist Qilin, the punch sent him flying!

"You're too weak as a guard!"

Fang Xuan's cold eyes quietly watched Daoist Qilin, who was sent flying backward. An authoritative voice slowly came from Fang Xuan's mouth, shaking the entire area!

"How is this possible?!!"

Daoist Qilin's face turned pale with fright as he felt an unparalleled force hit his right arm. Not only did his entire right arm shatter on the spot, but the oppressive force also sent his entire body flying.

Flying for more than twenty meters, the Soul Sage heavily smashed against the wall at the end of the hall. Then, he rolled to the ground in a sorry state.

The arrogance from before was gone, leaving only fear!

Under normal circumstances, a Soul Sage would be enough to guard the treasury, and no thief would dare to break in.

But today, the one who broke into the treasury was not a thief but a notorious bandit!

With Fang Xuan's current strength, a mere Soul Sage could be killed with a finger flick!

This older man from Qilin's Cave needed to be more confident!

"Impossible! Impossible!"

Daoist Qilin's mouth was bleeding. His face was disbelief as he glanced at the black-robed young man standing in the hall's center.

From the latter's voice and figure, he judged that he should be a teenager, at most a young man in his twenties!

How could a young man be so assertive? His mind was dazed as he felt his worldview was somewhat subverted!

Struggling to get up from the ground, Daoist Qilin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and put away his previous ridicule.

He stared at Fang Xuan thoughtfully and asked, "Who are you? Do you want to be an enemy of Qilin's Cave?"

"Hahaha, my name? Do you want to know?" Fang Xuan laughed heartily.

"Yes!" Daoist Qilin's eyes were blazing.

"Then I won't tell you!" Fang Xuan spread his hands.

Daoist Qilin: "…"

"Are you out of your mind? I'm here to steal from your house. Do you think I'll leave my name for you to catch me? You're crazy!"

Fang Xuan crossed his arms and couldn't help but curl his lips. He looked at Daoist Qilin with disdain.

As soon as these words were spoken, Daoist Qilin's anger flared up, and his white hair stood on end.

"Damn it! This older man broke through to Soul Sage at fifty and had few rivals in the Anarchic Territory. My life was glorious and glorious. Who would have thought I would be bullied by a little kid like you today?!" Daoist Qilin glared at Fang Xuan angrily.

"Sorry, I became a Soul Sage at the age of seventeen. I don't know what an old man like you, who only opened his Martial Soul True Body at sixty or seventy, can be so arrogant?"

"Do you think you're very outstanding?"

"Sorry, but I'm more outstanding than you!" Fang Xuan gave tit for tat. He operated Zu An's power to the peak, and his spittle flew everywhere. He purposely sprinkled salt on Daoist Qilin's wound, making this Qilin Cave's guardian elder fly into a rage.

"Damn it, stinking brat, this old man will fight you to the death!"

Daoist Qilin was enraged. His white hair fluttered in the wind like an enraged lion. With a roar, his body erupted with red light as he transformed into a gigantic fire qilin. His killing intent gushed out as a terrifying might permeated the air.

The Fire Qilin True Body, a mighty Martial Soul True Body of a beast martial soul, was exclusive to the direct descendants of the Qilin Cave. Unlike the Ice Phoenix or Blue Lightning T-Rex, the Fire Qilin martial soul was distinct and potent.

"Go to hell, little brat!" The Fire Qilin roared fiercely, its body ablaze, transforming into a fiery red sun. It tore through the night curtain, rushing towards Fang Xuan with a magma-like heat wave.

"Sword Drawing Technique!" Fang Xuan's eyes remained deep and calm. His right hand swiftly reached for his waist, unsheathing the Shadowless Sword. It morphed into a white lightning bolt, slashing at the approaching Fire Qilin.

"Boom!" The Sword returned to its sheath, and a bloody head was sent flying. A Soul Sage lay bleeding on the ground, a testament to the formidable prowess of the Sword Drawing Technique.

 

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