Chapter 15: Sword of Fading Aura — Registering at the Grand Douhun Arena, Instantly Defeating an Opponent with a Single Strike
The porcupine and snake spear withdrew their gazes and began discussing serious matters with Xue Qinghe.
“Young master, this year’s freshmen at the Royal Tiandou Academy are formidable,” one said.
“The previous two sessions saw Yu Tianheng, who wields the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus soul weapon, rise to become captain of the Tiandou Royal Battle Team.”
“He and his six teammates have already achieved a record of twenty consecutive victories in the Great Soul Arena of the imperial city.”
“If you wish to one day control the Tiandou Empire, it would be wise to maintain good relations with these prodigies.”
Xue Qinghe nodded coldly and, after a moment of silence, said, “Inform the Academy’s Education Committee. I have someone who will be attending the Royal Academy.”
The porcupine and snake spear exchanged a glance, each seeing a hint of helplessness in the other’s eyes. Was the young master really so invested in that boy named Li Zhexian? Despite repeated refusals, the young master still insisted.
Of course, such thoughts were not to be spoken aloud.
Together, they replied, “Understood.”
...
Moonlight spread across the ground like salt.
Li Zhexian stood in the center of the courtyard, his hand wielding the Azure Lotus sword, slicing through the air with razor-sharp sword light.
His sword strikes were incredibly fast and sharp!
The blade, three fingers wide and three feet six inches long, was wielded so densely by Li Zhexian that no gaps remained.
The ancient locust tree in the yard trembled as sword qi disturbed it, causing leaves to fall in a soft cascade.
Swish—swish—!
Streaks of solemn sword light flickered throughout the courtyard.
Each strike was precise, piercing through the falling leaves.
When Li Zhexian finally stopped and stood firm, his Azure Lotus sword was covered with leaves.
Not a single leaf from the swirling dance had touched the ground.
If an outsider had witnessed this scene, they would surely have been horrified.
Yet Li Zhexian was not satisfied.
He gazed intently at the Azure Lotus sword; starlight flowed along its blade, reflecting his faintly furrowed brow.
“No, no…” he murmured. “Though my sword grows sharper, something seems to be missing…”
As Li Zhexian pondered deeply, a piercing howl suddenly echoed outside the courtyard.
Instinctively, he looked toward the sound and saw two raccoon dogs—one chasing, the other fleeing—leaping onto the wall.
The pursued suddenly turned, baring teeth and arching its back, claws slashing forward.
“Meow—!”
The dominant raccoon dog's neck suddenly burst with droplets of blood.
Seeing this, Li Zhexian’s gaze froze.
A flash of insight sparked in his mind.
He realized what his sword lacked.
With his current understanding, he knew the first three stages of swordsmanship: the lower sword slays others, the middle sword slays oneself, the upper sword slays the night.
He had forged the “Shaking Light Sword,” stealing a sliver of starlight and touching the third realm of the sword.
But he had forgotten the fundamental truth:
The sword is a relentless weapon!
Li Zhexian whispered, “Perhaps… I need more real combat experience involving blood.”
...
The next morning, Li Zhexian arrived before a grand structure in the southeast corner of the imperial city.
The building bore a striking resemblance to the Roman Colosseum from his past life—an elliptical outer wall built from massive yellow stones, etched with cracks weathered by wind and rain and marked by bloodstained impact scars.
Dozens of towering arches, like the ribs of a giant beast, lined the four-story-high outer wall in perfect order.
“So this is the Great Soul Arena of the imperial city…” Li Zhexian stepped inside.
In an instant, the clamor crashed over him like a tide.
Dust swirled in the murky air, mingled with the stench of blood and sweat.
Roars came from all directions—combatants howling, spectators shouting, explosions from soul skill clashes—all blending into a chaotic cacophony.
Li Zhexian surveyed the scene: the bloodstained arena at the center where soul masters fought fiercely, their bodies drenched in blood.
The crowd in the stands waved their arms wildly, faces twisted into hysteria.
Li Zhexian exhaled slowly.
Excitement gradually surged in his dark eyes.
He pushed through the crowd to the registration desk.
“I want to sign up for the soul battle.”
The registration went smoothly.
He chose the code name “Sword Wine.”
An iron soul badge was pinned to his chest, signifying his rank.
In the Great Soul Arena, victory or defeat affected points, and points elevated badge ranks.
Badge ranks ascended from iron, copper, silver, gold, to purple gold.
The higher the rank, the stronger the opponents and the greater the rewards.
Li Zhexian picked a faceless mask without features, donned it, and headed straight to the betting hall.
He laid all his possessions—three gold soul coins—lined up on the gambling table.
“I bet on ‘Sword Wine’ to win the 8 PM and 9 PM matches.”
Having done all this, Li Zhexian left the arena.
There was still plenty of time.
He had arranged to meet Xue Qinghe for barbecue later; it wasn’t too late to return at night.
...
Time swiftly passed to nightfall.
...
Backstage at the Great Soul Arena.
Li Zhexian crossed his arms and leaned against the wall, his cold eyes watching fighters pass by, their faces bruised and bodies wounded.
In a corner, he saw several figures curled up like dumplings, wrapped tightly, with blood seeping through the coarse cloth.
Soul masters were said to hold high status.
But in the Great Soul Arena, soul masters were little better than beasts.
Bloodshed and brutality were the dominant themes here.
Soon, the clock struck eight.
Li Zhexian, still unknown, walked calmly onto the stage as the announcer called his name, receiving only sparse applause.
His opponent was different.
The announcer shouted hoarsely with excitement:
“Now, let’s give the warmest applause to… Riot Wolf!”
The audience erupted in a deafening cheer.
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