Chapter 58: Sword Douluo Is Injured!

Is this brat asking for trouble?!

A nail as a weapon? What kind of nonsense was this? Sword Douluo Chen Xin was, after all, a legendary swordmaster!

Hearing Ning Rongrong's sudden laughter, Chen Xin's face darkened, and the hand holding the tiny nail trembled slightly. He feared he might not be able to stop himself from killing Dai Mubai on the spot!

"Uncle Jian, let it go! He's still just a kid!"

Ning Fengzhi's words made Chen Xin pause. There was something oddly familiar about them, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Still, Dai Mubai was the third prince of the Star Luo Empire; killing him outright was obviously impossible. Chen Xin shook his head, casually tossing the nail, embedding it deeply into a tree trunk.

"No need. With my soul power and mastery of the world's natural laws, even without my martial soul, you can't hurt me."

Chen Xin said coldly, though he inwardly promised himself that he'd teach Dai Mubai a lesson later. How severe that "lesson" would be depended entirely on his mood.

The two stood twenty meters apart—a distance that was nothing to a Soul Sect, let alone a Titled Douluo.

However, Chen Xin retained his dignity. As a Titled Douluo, how could he possibly strike first against a junior?

Dai Mubai didn't hesitate. Facing Chen Xin, he unleashed several kicks in quick succession. Crescent-shaped golden energy blades shot toward Sword Douluo, glimmering with intense spirit power.

Chen Xin didn't dodge. With a calm expression, he lifted a finger, lightly tapping each crescent blade. The energy shattered into harmless fragments of light.

His face remained impassive, but internally, Chen Xin was surprised.

Such powerful attacks… even without martial soul amplification?

There was something else mixed into these strikes—something beyond spirit power—something that even he, a Titled Douluo, couldn't fully comprehend.

The next moment, Dai Mubai moved. Like a blur, he appeared directly in front of Chen Xin.

"Iron Body! Finger Gun!"

Dai Mubai's right arm hardened like steel as he thrust his finger forward with explosive force.

Chen Xin maintained his casual demeanor, calmly extending his hand to intercept the attack.

But then—

"What?!"

Chen Xin's eyes widened as he felt a sharp, piercing pain in his finger, as if struck by a blade, accompanied by a shocking amount of force.

"What is this technique? Turning his body into steel? This self-created skill is..."

Before he could finish his thought, a golden "sphere" of energy was suddenly hurled at him.

The raw energy contained in that attack made Chen Xin's heart skip a beat. If a normal Soul King took this blow head-on, they'd be severely injured—if not outright killed!

Instinctively, Chen Xin sidestepped, his figure shifting ten meters away. The golden sphere struck the ground with a thunderous "BOOM!"

The resulting shockwave sent a tremor through the area.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes sparkled with excitement. Yes! This is exactly what we need!

This attack alone, released by someone supposedly at "just over level 40," was equivalent to a full-power strike from a Soul King. If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could master such techniques…

These self-created skills were priceless.

Meanwhile, Dai Mubai showed no sign of slowing. Without breaking a sweat, he stepped into the air, as if walking on invisible steps.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin were stunned.

"What the… is he walking on air?!"

This was even more absurd than the idea of "stepping on one foot to fly!"

From his elevated position, Dai Mubai unleashed another barrage of crescent-shaped energy attacks aimed at Chen Xin.

Chen Xin shattered the crescents with ease but was ready to counterattack—until Dai Mubai suddenly spoke:

"Sword Douluo, I believe the test ends here. Sect Master Ning, which self-created technique would you like to trade for?"

Chen Xin: "???"

Wait, what? Just like that, it's over?

So I was just a "practice dummy" this entire time?

Though Dai Mubai's abrupt declaration caught him off guard, Chen Xin couldn't object. It wouldn't do to raise the price by beating up the third prince of the Star Luo Empire.

Silently, he glanced at his right hand, where a faint trace of blood lingered.

Yes, he'd been injured—albeit lightly. But still, a Titled Douluo had been wounded by a "Soul Sect" using a self-created skill!

It was embarrassing. Chen Xin was, after all, a level 96 Super Douluo!

Catching the subtle look Chen Xin shot him, Ning Fengzhi instantly understood.

He was very pleased with what he'd seen. These self-created skills were incredibly powerful. Ning Fengzhi was particularly intrigued by the air-walking technique and the devastating energy "sphere."

"Your Highness, how would you propose we trade?"

Although Ning Fengzhi's expression remained composed, his eyes betrayed a trace of uncontrollable excitement.

"The Six Forms," Dai Mubai began, "consist of Moonwalk—the air-walking skill, Iron Body, Finger Gun..."

"Each of the Six Forms can be learned individually. The price for each is one spirit bone over 30,000 years old, plus one million gold spirit coins."

As Dai Mubai finished, Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi exchanged thoughtful glances.

The price wasn't unreasonable. These were legacy-worthy self-created skills.

For a sect like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, collective strength was paramount. Between spirit bones and self-created skills, the latter held far greater value.

A 30,000-year-old spirit bone could indeed strengthen a single individual—but its benefits were limited. It wasn't a 50,000-year or 100,000-year bone, after all.

In contrast, a technique like this could elevate the entire sect's combat capabilities.

"Dai Mubai, you're splitting up a single self-created technique and selling it piece by piece! Do you think the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is a bunch of fools?!"

Ning Rongrong snapped angrily, her hands on her hips.

Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi both winced slightly. They knew what she said was true, but saying it aloud was another matter entirely.

They weren't idiots. From Dai Mubai's seamless use of the techniques, it was clear that the Six Forms were meant to be a cohesive set. He probably even had names for the combos already!

But they couldn't directly call him out on it. After all, they were the ones who needed this deal—not Dai Mubai.

If he brought these techniques back to the Star Luo royal family, wouldn't they reward him handsomely?

"Rongrong, be quiet!"

This time, even Chen Xin didn't defend her. Matters of the sect were far too important to let personal feelings get in the way.

Dai Mubai didn't mind at all. If Ning Rongrong hadn't said that, he might have felt a little bad about swindling the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

But since she said it… Dai Mubai felt no guilt whatsoever!

Even if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect realized later that only those with exceptional physical strength could master the Six Forms, they'd have no grounds to blame him.

(Chapter End)