Douluo's first sword

On a quiet road, an ordinary carriage passed through Fasno Province and drove slowly towards the Kingdom of Barak.

The wooden carriage and the curtain covering the door were covered in stains and had not been washed for an unknown period of time. Even the horse pulling the carriage was listless and weak. It was an old horse that was old and could move as slowly as a mule.

The whole carriage looked very old. The driver was an old servant in his sixties, and there seemed to be another person sitting in the carriage. He didn't appear to be from a wealthy family.

"Help..."

At this time, intermittent calls for help came from the front of the road.

The old servant driving the car was startled for a moment, and when he looked intently, he saw in the middle of the road a black-haired boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a twisted face, rolling back and forth in pain on the ground.

"Uncle Zhang, what's going on?"

A clear sound like silver bells sounded in the carriage.

"Miss, someone seems to be injured." The old servant said.

"Then... let's help him get into the car quickly." The voice in the car seemed a little anxious.

"Miss, please don't move. It may be a robber pretending to be a robber. I'll go over and take a look first."

The old servant sighed. He often felt troubled by the kindness of his young lady. The mainland was now in such chaos, and gangs of robbers and killers often appeared. If a normal person encountered such a situation, he would definitely ignore it.

But this lady actually urged him to save people...

The old servant shook his head helplessly, slowly stepped out of the carriage, and came to the injured boy's side.

"Ah...it hurts..."

The boy's face was full of pain, and his forehead was covered with dense sweat. He covered his arms and fell to the ground, breathing heavily. He looked seriously injured and the situation was very dangerous.

"Is he just a boy..."

When the old servant saw that the person calling for help was just a young boy, his vigilance suddenly dispelled a lot. He scanned the surrounding grass and found no signs of trouble. Then he felt relieved and walked over to help the boy up.

"How are you, are you okay?" the old servant asked.

"It's... not bad..." the young man said stubbornly, but under the trembling voice, it was not difficult to tell how much pain he was suffering at the moment.

"Let me help you get to the carriage and take a rest."

"Thank you..."

With the help of the old servant, the young man slowly climbed into the carriage, with an undetectable arc at the corner of his mouth.

Opening the curtain, you can see a girl in a white dress sitting quietly on the carriage. She has black hair shawl, bright eyes and bright teeth. Her ice-like skin shines with a moving luster. She wears a pure white floral skirt that hangs down to the ground. Her whole body was set off like a blooming lily.

This girl looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. She is extremely beautiful, pure, charming, and very cute.

"Hello, my name is Ilia, what's your name?" The girl in the white dress smiled slightly and greeted the injured boy warmly.

"Uh... hello, my name is... Fang! Xiao! Niu!" The young man glanced at Ilia and said quietly.

"Yes, Fang Xiaoniu, I remember."

Illya nodded seriously, looking at Fang Xiaoniu's face covered in sweat, a trace of worry could not help but appear in her beautiful eyes. She walked quickly to his side and carefully checked his injuries: "Here, let me take a look. , where were you injured?"

Fang Xiaoniu: "My finger... was bitten by a mosquito!"

Illya: "..."

Fang Xiaoniu: "It hurts. I suspect that the one that bit me was a soul beast poisonous insect, at least ten thousand years old, and it may have mutated. I feel dizzy now, my limbs are weak, and I seem to have entered a state of shock."

With a dark face, Ilia rolled her eyes at this guy angrily, pinched her waist and said, "Are you kidding me?"

Fang Xiaoniu raised a finger, put it in front of the girl, pointed at the tiny red dot and said, "It's true, it hurts!"

Looking at the gradually petrified Illya, the young man couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

This young man was naturally Fang Xuan. He pretended to be injured just because he wanted to catch a ride to the Balak Kingdom and learn about the Balak Kingdom from these two locals.

After two days of investigation, Fang Xuan found a suitable target to copy the martial spirit, which was in the Kingdom of Balak!

Speaking of this Balak Kingdom, they once had a grudge against him. About three years ago, he killed Douglas, the prince of the Balak Kingdom, in the genius battle at Tiandou Academy. Since then, he has been hated by this kingdom. They Killers were sent several times to assassinate Fang Xuan.

Now, Fang Xuan has finally become a titled Douluo, possessing the strength to be proud of the world. This time, he rushed to the Balak Kingdom not only to find someone to copy the martial spirit, but also to destroy this kingdom... by the way!

"Illya, are you from the Balak Kingdom?" Fang Xuan asked.

"Well, I was born in the Kingdom of Barak, but for some reasons, I have lived in Fasno Province these years. Now I can finally go home. I am very happy." Illya brushed a strand of hair from her forehead. , showing an innocent and pure smile, which looked full of joy of going home.

"Oh... Then you must know very well about the affairs of the Balak Kingdom?" Fang Xuan raised his eyebrows and continued to ask: "Do you know that in the Balak Kingdom, there is a soul master who is famous for his speed in the mainland? Strong?"

"Famous for speed?"

Illya frowned slightly, held her chin in her hand, thought carefully for a while, and suddenly realized: "Oh! You are talking about the national master of the Balak Kingdom, Roderick, who is known as the fastest in the world!"

Roderick!

Fang Xuan's eyes lit up, and he finally found the prey of his trip, so he asked Illya even more urgently for all the information about Roderick.

According to the girl, this Roderick is a super strong man at the peak of Contra. He is powerful and has a high position. He has been serving as the national advisor of the Balak Kingdom!

Its unique martial spirit is the ancient divine beast-Kunpeng!

Kunpeng Wuhun gave him extraordinary speed. Even the titled Douluo who was far stronger than him, no one could match him in speed.

With Kunpeng's speed, Roderick is famous on the mainland and is known as the fastest in the world!

"Kunpeng Martial Spirit, an excellent martial spirit, very good... This time the target is chosen to be Roderick!"

Fang Xuan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and selected the person to copy the martial spirit. He would not just copy some useless martial spirits. Instead, he would choose the martial arts that he did not have or lacked according to his own situation to copy. In this way Only in this way can he further improve his strength and not waste the precious opportunity to copy the martial spirit.

The wind-attributed Kunpeng martial spirit is a precious martial spirit that Fang Xuan currently does not have!

"Bang!"

At this moment, there was a sudden violent crash outside. The old horse pulling the cart was so frightened that it neighed in panic, and both the cart and the horse fell to the ground.

Fang Xuan's brows furrowed slightly, his spiritual power radiated out, and he felt many strands of cold murderous intent, approaching quickly...

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