Chapter 335 The collision of knives and swords

Qian Chaoguang looked towards the door curiously, and a young man who looked about twenty-five or six years old appeared there.

His long black hair was simply tied back by a hairband, and his face looked unhealthy and pale, but he was handsome enough to make any man sigh.

However, his eyes seemed to be lifeless, and even his walking movements seemed a bit slow.

Among all the men Qian Chaoguang has seen, probably only Wang Dong, who is disguised as a man, can compare with him in appearance.

However, Wang Dong's handsomeness was somewhat soft, but the man in front of him had a cold handsomeness, and he seemed to have no emotion at all.

There was a sword in his hand, a long sword about four feet long and completely black.

To be precise, that thing looks like a stick that looks slightly like a sword. Except for the similar shape, it has nothing to do with a sword.

Qian Chaoguang quickly matched this image with a legendary figure in his mind.

The best swordsman in Douluo Continent from ancient times to the present - Ji Juechen.

As a student of Mingde Hall, Ji Juechen is undoubtedly an anomaly.

Not only is he not a soul engineer, he doesn't even use soul guidance tools.

His martial soul is a sword, and his innate soul power is only level three.

No one knows how he cultivated to the Soul Emperor level, and how he changed the form of his own martial soul, turning an ordinary sword martial soul into a sword soul and a sword soul.

The meteorite iron stick in his hand now is the product of integrating the martial spirit.

The moment Ji Juechen entered the door, his eyes were locked on Qian Chaoguang, as if he was surprised that someone was using the training area.

"I didn't expect that besides Ji Juechen, a big grievance, there would be other people using the red-level training area."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged woman with ordinary appearance and figure. She followed Ji Juechen and didn't know when she came up.

At a sudden glance, she seemed to be in her thirties, and her body was filled with a unique intellectual aura.

This should be Jing Ziyan, right?

There are no distinctive features, so I can only guess.

Qian Chaoguang thought this in his heart and replied: "This place is quite nice, I like it very much."

Before Jing Ziyan could reply, Ji Juechen ducked out of the way and after several moves, he appeared in front of Qian Chaoguang.

His originally dim eyes suddenly burst with energy, burning with fierce fighting spirit, staring directly into Qian Chaoguang's eyes, like a hungry wolf.

"A fight?"

Ji Juechen's words were straightforward, concise and concise, even a little rude.

He is such a person who only has a sword in his heart.

In his opinion, everything else is empty, only the sword in his hand is the most important.

"A fight."

Qian Chaoguang turned sideways, held a knife in his arm, and spoke in the same concise manner.

He came to the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy for a few purposes, and Ji Juechen was one of them.

Qian Chaoguang also wanted to see whether Ji Juechen's sword was stronger or his own.

The confrontation between swords and swords is absolutely romantic.

"But before that, give me some time to rest."

"good."

Ji Juechen nodded slightly and sat down cross-legged in the trial area. The heavy sword in his hand was placed across his legs and he held the sword with both hands.

He did not enter trance, but his eyes never left Qian Chaoguang, who was also in trance.

To be precise, it was the two-handed long knives on his legs.

The length of this knife reached an astonishing 1.7 meters, almost like a spear.

The cold, long and narrow blade has a faint sheen of gold and silver, and the halo released around it is like burning holy light, and like the shining silver moon, it is magical and extraordinary.

There is no knife in Douluo Continent that is similar in shape to it.

Ji Juechen felt a unique thought from this unknown long knife, as if it had a life of its own.

It was somewhat similar to his sword, but not the same.

Good knife.

Ji Juechen admired in his heart.

Although he didn't know much about weapons like knives, he could feel the domineering aura on them.

It was a mysterious and mysterious feeling, completely different from the sense of danger coming from high-level soul tools.

After looking at it for a few more times, he withdrew his gaze and closed his eyes to meditate.

From a distance, Jing Ziyan looked at the two people sitting silently opposite each other, stamped her feet angrily, and whispered angrily: "This idiot! An idiot meets a weirdo."

After a long time, just when Jing Ziyan was bored enough to start meditating, Qian Chaoguang finished her repairs.

When he opened his eyes again, his originally relaxed look changed.

He has become extremely sharp, domineering, arrogant, and extremely aggressive. He is completely opposite to the playful and playful person he usually is. He seems to be a completely different person.

Perhaps due to the pull of Qi, the moment Qian Chaoguang opened his eyes, Ji Juechen also opened his eyes.

With their eyes facing each other, the two of them jumped up and stepped back almost at the same time.

They did not charge at each other immediately, but faced each other in the air at a distance of about ten meters.

Invisible pressure began to permeate the trial area.

Ji Juechen held the sword with both hands, and six optimally matched soul rings emerged.

An extremely sharp breath burst out from his body almost instantly, as if his whole body was becoming one with the meteorite iron sword at this moment.

Under his powerful soul power, the Tianwai Meteor Iron Sword itself began to emit a slight buzz, and the sword tip trembled slightly.

Ji Juechen's momentum was also soaring at an alarming rate.

If this sword does not come out, then the world will change.

Qian Chaoguang held the knife in both hands and assumed a posture that seemed extremely weird to others.

Four dark and thick soul rings slowly emerged from his feet, vaguely mixed with blood-like scarlet.

There was a faint sound of thunder in his body, and bursts of roaring like war drums sounded in the trial area.

The domineering sword intent permeated his whole body and surrounded the blade, causing waves of soft moans to tremble.

Silver-white cold light seemed to gather from the void, wrapping the long and narrow blade, showing the shape of a light blade.

Neither of them moved, but the two completely different but equally sharp auras had begun to clash invisibly.

Jing Ziyan, who was in the distance, was awakened by the movement of the two people and looked at the trial area in surprise.

On Qian Chaoguang's upper body covered with diamond ice crystals, a layer of faint golden-red blood mist has spread.

These blood mist expanded and contracted with his breathing, hovering over his body, shaped like a true dragon coiling pillar.

Facing Ji Juechen, Qian Chaoguang had almost no reservations and didn't even have the slightest intention of hiding anything. He was a king in the beginning.