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

Chapter 843 Heavenly Sin!

Seeing this, Chen Cong smiled gently and brought the topic back on track: "Okay, let's not go off topic. Let's talk about your own things."

Chen Cong's eyes flashed with an unprecedented light, and he spoke very quickly, almost gesturing as he spoke, saying: "The fusion time of the martial soul fusion skill just now was one breath, which is three seconds, and the initial fusion degree reached an astonishing 70%!"

He couldn't hide his excitement, his tone rose, "With time, and hard work, the degree of integration can be improved, conservatively estimated to be a leap of 15% to 20%!"

After saying this, he looked at Chen Jianjun and Ximen Chuixue with burning eyes, "It seems that you will have to do more experiments in the future and strengthen your cooperation."

Xue Tianming's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he suggested, "That's great! Why don't we let my nephew Chuixue come to the Fighting Spirit Academy and go to the elite competition with Jianjun in three years? Isn't that wonderful?"

It doesn't matter if Chen Xiaojun doesn't come to the Fighting Soul Academy, but having Ximen Chuxue, who can perform martial soul fusion techniques with Chen Jianjun, come will also be a great help.

What's more, the power of this martial soul fusion technique is enough to rival that of a Soul Saint. If it is further refined, it can conservatively be estimated to reach the level of a mid-level Soul Saint.

Then, wouldn’t it be more certain to win the elite championship three years later?

After all, letting Chen Xiaojun come to the Fighting Soul Academy to win the championship is just a means. Winning the elite competition is his goal.

Thinking of this, Xue Tianming stroked his sleeves lightly, cleared his throat pretending to be calm, and then turned to Ximen Rongcheng with a serious face.

He said earnestly, "Boss Ximen, four years ago, Fuxu didn't come to Douhun City. I think it was because of the mutation of Fuxu's martial spirit."

"Now is a good time. Why not create brilliance with Jianjun? How about it? And my dear nephew Fubuki, what do you think?"

After saying that, he pulled Ximen Rongcheng aside and began to talk in a low voice, their figures lengthening in the moonlight.

Sure enough, the director of external relations is still very cunning. When he encounters someone, he will just think about taking the initiative.

Chen Cong glanced at Xue Tianming lightly but did not say anything to stop him. He had his own plans in mind.

Chen Jianjun and Ximen Chuxue are still students of the academy. Now that they have the skill of soul fusion, it is best for them to stay in the same academy.

This will undoubtedly provide them with the best training environment and resources, and promote the further integration and improvement of their skills.

Just as Xue Tianming expected, although Ximen Rongcheng had declined Ximen Chuxue's proposal to go to the Fighting Soul Academy for some reason in the past, the situation was different this time.

Ximen Rongcheng knows very well that the road to growth is unstoppable. Even though he is aware of worries and reluctance towards Ye Xiuqin in his heart - perhaps it is the worry about her child going far away, or the attachment to the warm times in the past - he will eventually choose to let go.

Only when a young eagle spreads its wings can it soar into the sky; this is an inevitable part of growth.

Ximen Chuxue's expression did not show any resistance, but instead revealed a determination that was eager to try.

Chen Xiaojun could hardly hide his excitement. He had always had a strong interest in the soul fusion technique, not to mention that the protagonist this time was his brother.

Such a rare kingly martial soul fusion technique will not only become a catalyst for Chen Jianjun's leap in strength, but will also bring immeasurable benefits to his future.

Long Wenkai said with his signature erhua accent, "Oh my god, this martial soul fusion technique is incredible! If their fusion can be further improved, when their cultivation is advanced, its power will be unimaginable."

Ma Zhibin patted his thigh and laughed, "Haha, well said! Our Fighting Soul City depends on these rising stars. I think it won't be long before they can make a name for themselves on the mainland! This time, it's not just the Seven Star Sword! Moreover, our Fighting Soul Academy is indeed expected to win the championship!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Zhiqiang's eyes flashed with envy, and he said in a deep voice: "It is indeed extraordinary. This skill is comparable to the 'Ba Xia' ranked eighth. It undoubtedly adds another level of heritage to our Fighting Soul City that cannot be underestimated."

Others couldn't help but nod in agreement. It was rare to see a martial soul fusion technique that showed such amazing potential at such a young age.

The atmosphere suddenly became heated. Chen Cong turned to the two and asked another question: "By the way, have you thought of a name for this martial soul fusion skill that is destined to shine in the martial soul world?"

Ximen Chuxue glanced at Chen Jianjun indifferently, and his indifference was self-evident. It was obvious that he had no interest in such trivial matters as naming.

Chen Jianjun also understood his cousin's temperament, so he scratched his head and turned his gaze to Chen Xiaojun.

The naming has always been done by Chen Xiaojun.

Chen Xiaojun hesitated for a moment, a smile appeared on his lips, he was confident, and whispered: "It looks like a sword but it's not a sword, it looks like a knife but it's not a knife, it's thunder and fire from heaven and earth, it's a murderous weapon in the world, it's a sin from heaven!"

"Why not just call it, 'Knight of Heavenly Sin'?"

As he spoke, an extraordinary aura emerged.

"Heavenly Sin? The Knight of Heavenly Sin! That's fierce!" Chen Jianjun shook his head after hearing this, "This is exactly what I think!"

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"General Xue, Lord Xue, please move aside for a moment. There is a distinguished person who wants to meet you." A voice sounded in the ears of the two, interrupting the tranquility around them.

Upon hearing this, Xue Chuxin and Xue Churan turned their eyes towards the source of the sound at the same time, and saw an old man in a white robe with the Seven Killing Sword emblem embroidered on the lapel walking towards them.

They were not unfamiliar with this person. He was the Chen family's highly respected auxiliary Soul Douluo - Zhu Hanshu.

Xue Chuxin asked, "Elder Zhu, may I ask which distinguished person wants to see us?"

Zhu Hanshu smiled slightly and replied, "Please follow me, and you will know when you get there."

His words caused Xue Chuxin and Xue Churan to feel a little doubtful. They looked at each other, then nodded and signaled Zhu Hanshu to lead the way.

The group walked along the path for about ten minutes. During this time, Xue Churan said to Xue Chuxin using the sound transmission technique: "Sister Chuxin, it seems that this noble person is of extraordinary status."

Xue Chuxin replied in a voice transmission: "Indeed, since Elder Zhu can lead the way in person and refuse to reveal anything, he must be of a very noble status."

"Besides, this is the Chen family. If you are not from the Chen family, how can you be treated like this?"

"Besides, if it is a distinguished guest from outside, I am afraid that the one who came to invite us would not be an auxiliary spirit master with weak combat power."

"It seems that the Chen family trusts this noble man very much."

Xue Churan was shocked when she heard this: "Could it be Uncle Chen?"

Xue Chuxin paused, and did not answer directly, but just said: "You will know when you get there."

Zhu Hanshu naturally knew that they were communicating through telepathy, but he remained silent the whole way and did not disturb them.

Finally, the three of them arrived at a secluded courtyard gently embraced by the moonlight.

The flowers in the courtyard are in full bloom, the fragrance is overwhelming, and the night and the flower shadows are interwoven into a simple and elegant picture.

Passing through this quiet place, Zhu Hanshu stopped, stepped aside respectfully in front of the central hall door, and said softly: "You two, the noble has been waiting for a long time, please come in."

(End of this chapter)