Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Ma Tianyang exclaimed: "It was actually blocked! This Thousand Flow Angel Field is enough to compete with the peak Soul Douluo."

Yang Jingxue's eyes were piercing, and she blurted out: "Four rings for ten thousand years, how is this possible!"

Ximen Wenhua frowned, carefully examining the color and fluctuations of the spirit ring, and said in deep thought: "Brother Yu, no, this is definitely not an ordinary ten thousand year spirit ring. It is at least twenty thousand years old. How many years is it exactly?"

Chen Yu spoke in a firm tone, emphasizing each word: "Thirty thousand years!"

Zhong Yao's face was filled with disbelief when he heard this: "Thirty thousand years? That's impossible. Throughout history, no one has ever been able to reach thirty thousand years of cultivation with only the fourth soul ring."

Chen Yu smiled slightly and explained, "Xiao Jun received the sacrifice of the soul beast by chance."

Ma Tianyang shook his head and said, "Sacrifice? That's impossible. How can a 30,000-year-old soul beast be sacrificed so easily?"

Chen Yu smiled mysteriously and said slowly: "What if it is a super soul beast?"

Gui Changhao was shocked when he heard this, and asked with narrowed eyes: "Super soul beast? What kind of soul beast is it?"

Chen Yu uttered two words lightly, but they exploded in everyone's ears like thunder: "Lingyuan Xuanwu!"

Gui Changhao exclaimed in amazement: "It turned out to be Lingyuan Xuanwu! No wonder this soul skill is not simple."

"Its defense is really strong. The first black and white pattern withstood the first wave of the seven fire phoenixes' strongest attacks, and the second black and white pattern withstood the chain explosions."

He was born into a family and returned home with his father-in-law, so naturally he had an extraordinary understanding of Lingyuan Xuanwu.

Therefore, the Yin-Yang Dao Domain composed of two soul skills is regarded as one soul skill.

Ye Chenzhi couldn't help but nodded, "My grandson is definitely a person with great luck."

Generally speaking, only Saint King-level soul beasts are capable of sacrifice. Even soul beasts with extraordinary talents need to reach the True King level.

Because sacrifice mainly tests mental strength and physical fitness, the soul power of soul beasts is secondary.

When a soul beast crosses the True King level, its mental power will surge and its physical body will also be greatly improved, but its soul power will not undergo a qualitative change.

The cultivation level of this 30,000-year-old Lingyuan Xuanwu is comparable to that of a true king. What it excels at is precisely the strength of its physical and mental strength.

The Chen family's explanation about the four rings lasting ten thousand years and thirty thousand years making up a total of thirty thousand years makes sense given the sacrifices made. It does sound reasonable.

After all, there are precedents in history of humans accepting soul beast sacrifices, which provides strong support for Chen Xiaojun's special situation.

However, what they really wanted to hide was the secret of the third soul ring.

Three rings for ten thousand years, such an achievement is too shocking. Even if it is explained by sacrifice, it will be difficult to justify because the age of the soul rings is too low.

More importantly, when Chen Xiaojun used the Yuchang Sword's ultimate skill "The World is in Mourning", a row of assassins' shadows appeared behind him.

According to the standards of Douluo Continent, this is undoubtedly a manifestation of sword intent and artistic conception!

Although this was caused by soul skills, it was not the case in the eyes of the people of Douluo Continent.

They only knew that a ten-year-old child could actually comprehend the artistic conception!

It's against the will of heaven!

There has never been such a person in the entire history!

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Qian Daoliu walked forward slowly, his eyes fell on the handsome boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old with a bookish look not far away, and asked calmly: "Who are you?"

Chen Xiaojun replied calmly: "Chen family, Chen Xiaojun."

Qian Daoliu's eyes swept across the Chen Family's Seven Star Sword behind Chen Xiaojun, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Four rings for ten thousand years, and it's extraordinary. It seems that you are the strongest of this generation of the Chen Family."

Chen Xiaojun smiled slightly and responded modestly: "Thank you for your praise, Holy Son. I really don't deserve it."

Qian Daoliu nodded gently and said thoughtfully: "Mr. Chen Xiao? You should be the Wushuang Gongzi Xiao Hongchen who ranks fifth on the Tianjiao List."

Chen Xiaojun chuckled and replied, "Yes, but the title of Master Wushuang is really an exaggeration."

Qian Daoliu exclaimed: "Four rings for ten thousand years, and you can still block my Fire Phoenix Formation, you really deserve this title."

Chen Xiaojun shook his head and said sincerely: "It took all our combined strength to barely stop it. I really don't deserve it."

Qian Daoliu's eyes were sharp as he pressed on, "I'm afraid you can block it yourself. Why did you break into the formation?"

Chen Xiaojun clasped his fists and saluted, explaining: "I was worried about my relatives, and in a hurry, I acted impulsively. I hope the Holy Son will forgive me."

Qian Daoliu smiled calmly and nodded: "Don't worry, I won't harm their lives. So, what are your plans now?"

Chen Xiaojun looked back at the others, only to see deep reluctance and a hint of stubbornness in their eyes, and it was obvious that they did not want to admit defeat.

For a moment, Chen Xiaojun found it difficult to admit defeat.

If it was before he was assassinated, he might have accepted the battle without hesitation.

But at this moment, the scene fell into silence.

Several people seemed to be hesitant to speak, and the atmosphere was tense and subtle.

At this time, Chen Yanwu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up: "Son, my sixth brother's admission actually did not violate any rules."

Qian Daoliu raised his eyebrows and sighed, "Sixth brother? This one is ranked sixth, and Chen Mu is ranked fifth and 14 years old, which means he is under 14 years old. He is a high-level soul master. It seems that he has a lot of secrets."

However, his face showed no strange expression, and he asked gently, "Why do you say that?"

Chen Yanwu smiled calmly, her eyes rolling, and she coughed lightly, saying, "As I said just now, the full name of our formation is the Beidou Tiangang Formation, and the Holy Son also agreed to the Tiandou Tiangang Formation."

"And the Big Dipper formation that the seven of us set up is only a part of it."

As a commander, Chen Yanwu had already considered defeat before winning when facing a super master like Qian Daoliu, so he had reserved a backup plan just now.

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu couldn't help but admire and said, "Miss Yan Wu is indeed extremely intelligent. Well, then I'd like to try out this complete Beidou Tiangang Formation."

Chen Yanwu curled her eyelashes and said with her pearly teeth slightly parted: "Okay! Then it will be as the Holy Son wishes!"

She turned to face the audience and called out in a clear voice, "Old Nine, Old Ten!"

"Here I come, big sister!" A childish yet loud response rang out, cutting through the air.

Immediately afterwards, two nimble figures leaped over like flying birds and landed steadily in front of everyone.

Looking closely, I saw two young men about 1.23 meters tall standing there.

One of them, with a muscular figure, said in a loud voice: "The ninth elder of the Chen family, Chen Zhouzhao, the sword of Dongming, is here to report!"

The other young man was similar to Chen Xiaojun, with a delicate face. He said softly, "Yinyuan Jianchen Jieqi!"

They were eager to try today, and they never thought they would actually have the chance to play. Some time ago, they had practiced with the Seven Star Sword several times.

Qian Daoliu looked at the two young boys with tender faces, his eyes twitching slightly, and he muttered to himself: It seems that I really have to support the Chen family today.

However, he soon regained his smile and said brightly, "So that's how it is. The Big Dipper Tiangang Formation was set up by ten people."

Then, he turned to Chen Xiaojun, his brows relaxed, and asked: "They all have their own sword names, so should I also ask you, what is the name of your sword? And, your poetry name!"

Chen Xiaojun looked at his brothers, then stared at Qian Daoliu and sighed in his heart.

Then he whistled softly: "Every generation has its own talented people, and each of them leads the trend for hundreds of years! Ziwei Jianchen Xiaojun, meet the Holy Son!"

Qian Daoliu's eyes twitched wildly and he exclaimed in his heart: Well, there are really some differences in his heart. This person's status is indeed much higher than that of Chen Mu, Chen Feng, Chen Yanwu and others before.

Their poetic titles, "The Best in the World", "All the Mountains Look Small from a Glance", and "Who in the World Doesn't Know You", all describe the style of a generation.

However, Chen Xiaojun has been "leading the trend for hundreds of years". How many generations has this spanned?

He is truly the 'unparalleled' gentleman!

It seems that he wants to become a legendary figure like his great-grandfather.

Qian Daoliu couldn't help but smile and asked, "Ziwei Sword? What is Ziwei?"

Chen Xiaojun said calmly: "Ziwei is Beichen, the North Star!"