Douluo: Truth within range

Chapter 87 Really Killed?
Snapped!
Jiang Feng moved the chess piece in his hand, looking at the dead game in front of Chen Xin, Jiang Feng smiled slightly.

"Old man, your chess skills seem to have regressed recently."

Chen Xin frowned and thought for a long time, and finally put down the chess piece in her hands helplessly.

"It's getting old, it's getting worse."

"I see that you seem to have something on your mind recently?"

Chen Xin glared at Jiang Feng.

"It's not your little bastard's fault."

"I?"

Jiang Feng made a sound of doubt, with puzzlement in his eyes.

"Well, the longzhi leaf you gave earlier is very useful. I have felt it recently, but I just can't find the trick, and I still can't break through. I, an old man, am so worried."

Hearing Chen Xin's words, Jiang Feng had a trace of joy in his eyes.

"You mean you're going to break through?"

Chen Xin shook her head: "I'm not sure, I have a feeling, but I can't find the trick. Now I feel like there is a sack on my head, and I feel a little out of breath."

Jiang Feng recalled Chen Xin's record about Chen Xin's breakthrough in the original book, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Old man, are you pushing yourself too hard? Maybe you can try to relax."

"Oh..." Chen Xin sighed: "I don't know this truth, it's useless, I tried it."

Seeing what Chen Xin said, Jiang Feng also frowned.

Now the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School seems to be calm, but Jiang Feng knows that this is all a superficial phenomenon, and the Wuhun Palace will definitely take action. If Chen Xin can break through at this time, it will be a big deal for the entire Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School Good thing, especially with the help of Ning Fengzhi who is at the Contra level, once Chen Xin breaks through, apart from those three Limit Douluo, Chen Xin probably has no opponents.

But now that Chen Xin's breakthrough was at a dead end, Jiang Feng didn't know how to help him for a while.

After all, he is just a soul king now. Although his fighting power is amazing, his soul power is just that of a soul king.

Regarding the breakthrough of Title Douluo's level, he is also at a loss.

After thinking for a long time, Jiang Feng said jokingly, "Why don't you try to cut off the hand that doesn't use the sword?"

Hearing Jiang Feng's words, Chen Xin frowned, glared at Jiang Feng angrily, and said, "You little bastard, what are you doing, you just want me to be a disabled person, don't you?"

Jiang Feng rubbed his nose and said helplessly: "No, it's just that I heard that's written in those small talk books. Generally, a master of sword and knife will suddenly realize the use of sword after losing an arm. The profound meaning of the sword, and then the cultivation base will increase greatly, if you really have no choice, old man, you can try it."

Chen Xin couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"Fucking shit, for us sword cultivators, hands and swords are everything. Wouldn't it mean that we would lose our combat power if we cut off our arms? If you have nothing to do all day long, read less novels, and practice hard is the kingly way!"

"Huh? But old man, you only use one hand to hold the sword, and it's useless to keep the other hand?"

"You little bastard, you just can't understand that I'm a normal person with healthy hands, right?! Get lost!"

Saying that, Chen Xin's soul power was shaken, and Jiang Feng was directly sent flying.

Snapped!
Jiang Feng fell to the ground outside the door, he didn't care, got up, patted his buttocks and left.

"I'm going back to Shrek first, old man, think about it slowly."

After Jiang Feng left, Chen Xin looked at the chess in his hand and lost his mind for a moment.

After an unknown amount of time, an inexplicable aura gathered around Chen Xin.

He looked down at his left hand, and muttered to himself, "It seems that you only need one hand to hold a sword."

After finishing speaking, something seemed to flash in Chen Xin's mind.

He closed his eyes and felt carefully.

Gradually, the aura around Chen Xin gathered more and more, and after a while, a strong storm blew up in the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Seeing the sudden storm, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong immediately realized something was wrong.

The two appeared at the door of Chenxin's courtyard, looking at Chenxin in the center of the storm, Ning Fengzhi's eyes flashed with uncertainty, so he quickly looked at Gu Rong and asked, "Uncle Gu, Uncle Jian?"

A trace of envy flashed in Gu Rong's eyes.

"This old man is not ashamed to break through."

Hearing Gu Rong's answer, Ning Fengzhi's eyes burst into surprise. As the suzerain of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, he had already known from Chen Xin the gap between each level after Title Douluo. Now that Chen Xin was about to break through, he How can you be unhappy!

Clang!
After an unknown amount of time, a sound resounded throughout the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

This voice seemed to be like a sharp sword unsheathed, blooming with endless sharpness.

At this moment, the world seemed to stand still, and the raging storm around it also stopped.

In the next second, the storm rose again, and a ray of light flashed across the sky. The sky and the earth were eclipsed, as if there was only this ray of light left.

All the surrounding buildings and trees seemed to have been hit hard by a sharp sword, and deep sword marks appeared on all of them.

At this moment, Chen Xin opened his eyes, and a ray of light flashed across his eyes.

The soul power was running, and the breath quickly restrained.

Seeing Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong at the door, Chen Xin laughed heartily.

"Hahahaha, Fengzhi, I broke through!"

Ning Fengzhi also came to Chen Xin at this time, and congratulated with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, Uncle Jian!"

"Hahahaha, old bone, why are you so sullen, I'm level 97 now, be careful I'll kill you with a single sword."

"Come on, whoever is afraid of whom, so what about level 97, my defense is not something everyone can break!"

Even though he knew that he was completely unable to defeat Chen Xin, Gu Rong still said stubbornly.

Chen Xin frowned: "You, a dead duck is left with a hard mouth. I'm in a good mood today. The adults don't remember the villains, and don't care about you."

"Hmph, 30 years in Hedong and 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the old and the poor! There's nothing to be proud of if you break through by chance."

"Hey, I used Feng'er's words, I remembered, ah yes yes yes! Hahahaha!"

On the other side, Jiang Feng, who had just returned to Shrek, was sitting bored on the edge of the playground watching Tang San and the others train. Suddenly, the sound transmission orb on his wrist lit up, and Ning Fengzhi's voice appeared in Jiang Feng's ear .

"Feng'er, Uncle Jian has broken through."

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Jiang Feng was stunned.

"Feng'er? Feng'er?"

It wasn't until Ning Fengzhi kept calling Jiang Feng that he realized it, and then said with a strange expression:
"Old man, did you really cut off your hand?"

"Huh? What cut hands? What are you talking about, Feng'er?"

"Huh? The old man didn't cut off his own arm?"

"Feng'er, what joke are you talking about? Uncle Jian is a sword repairer, how could he cut off his own arm?"

"That's fine, that's fine."

Jiang Feng touched the cold sweat on his forehead when he heard it, he was really worried that Chen Xin would lose his arm in a flash.

　Hehe, Chen Xin has broken through, do you think Golden Crocodile can beat him?
　　Ask for a ticket~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)