Legend of Sword Douluo

In the early morning, a young man sat cross-legged on the bed and exhaled a foul breath.

He had just finished his training and murmured to himself: "This is my sixth year in this world. Today is the day when I awaken my martial soul. I wonder what martial soul I will awaken?"

This young man named Duan Lingfeng came from another world. He was originally the prince of the Duan family in Dali, the son of Duan Yu and Mu Wanqing. He was very talented and a martial arts prodigy.

When Duan Lingfeng was very young, Duan Yu taught Duan Lingfeng Lingbo Weibu, Beiming Magical Technique and Yiyang Finger.

At the age of 25, Duan Lingfeng had trained Yiyang Finger to the fourth level, and his internal strength was no less than that of Duan Yu's eldest brother Qiao Feng.

Duan Yu was not willing to be the emperor at first, so he always cultivated him as his successor.

On Duan Lingfeng's 25th birthday, he passed the Six Meridians Divine Sword to Duan Lingfeng. As long as Duan Lingfeng mastered two of the Six Meridians Divine Sword, Duan Yu would give up the throne to Duan Lingfeng.

Unexpectedly, three months later, a coup suddenly occurred in Dali. General Wang Meng rebelled and invaded the palace. The crown prince's palace was breached.

Duan Lingfeng held the Longyuan Sword given to him by Duan Yu and fought bravely to kill the enemy. However, there were too many enemies and they were killed one after another.

He was accidentally hit by a hidden arrow and died among the rebels.

But his soul traveled to the world of Douluo Continent, possessed an orphan, and was adopted by the Qibao Glazed Sect.

The Qibao Glazed Sect is wealthy and its leader Ning Fengzhi is far-sighted and philanthropic, so the sect has adopted many orphans.

If these orphans can become soul masters in the future, they will be trained to become the fighting force of the Qibao Glazed Sect and protect the sect.

If not, they can also be allowed to work in the sect's industry to ensure their livelihood. Duan Lingfeng is one of the many orphans.

Today is the day for all the six-year-old children in the sect to awaken their martial souls. The children lined up in several long lines to wait for their martial souls to be awakened. Duan Lingfeng was among them. Most of the children who awakened their martial souls had no soul power.

The awakening of martial souls was proceeding in an orderly manner. On a nearby pavilion, three people were watching the children below, seeming to be discussing something from time to time.

These three people were none other than Ning Fengzhi, the master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, and the two elders protecting the sect, level 96 Sword Fighter Luo Chenxin, and level 95 Bone Fighter Luo Gurong.

The Seven Killing Sword of the Chen Xin martial spirit is known as the number one attack in the mainland, and the Gu Rong martial spirit and the Bone Dragon are the weirdest titled Douluo in the mainland.

What the three of them were discussing was naturally the martial arts and soul power awakened by these children, but there was nothing noteworthy. There were only a few level 5 soul powers, and the quality of the martial souls was mid-to-high.

After a while, it was Duan Lingfeng's turn. Duan Lingfeng stretched out his palm, and a soft golden light enveloped Duan Lingfeng. Duan Lingfeng felt that something was about to burst out of his palm.

After a while, a beautiful small sword floated above Duan Lingfeng's palm. Looking at the small sword appearing in his hand, Duan Lingfeng always had a feeling of déjà vu.

After taking a closer look, Duan Lingfeng's eyes showed surprise. He found that this small sword was completely a smaller version of the Long Yuan Sword he had in his previous life.

Just when Duan Lingfeng was stunned, someone called him: "Hey, hey, what are you thinking about? Come and test your soul power."

Duan Lingfeng woke up and quickly put his hand on the crystal ball used to test his soul power. The crystal ball shined brightly, and the dazzling light instantly attracted everyone's attention. Level 8 soul power was clearly displayed on the crystal ball.

"Soul power? Isn't the internal power of Beiming Divine Art in my body? Does this world call internal power soul power?" Duan Lingfeng was confused.

At this time, Duan Lingfeng did not have a clear understanding of the world.

The language of this world is also different from that of his previous life. It took Duan Lingfeng a long time to adapt to the language of this world.

The light on the crystal ball was naturally seen by the three people in the attic. Ning Fengzhi looked at Jian and Bone Douluo with a smile on his face.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a genius among these children this year. We can focus on cultivating this child in the future."

Sword Douluo's face was even more excited. Sword Douluo has been addicted to swords all his life. When Duan Lingfeng awakened his sword spirit, he noticed it immediately, and was even more moved when he saw Duan Lingfeng's innate eighth-level soul power.

"The sword he awakened seems to be no weaker than my Seven Killing Sword. If I train him well, my future will be limitless."

"The Seven Killing Sword is not weaker than yours, old swordsman, are you old and confused?" Bone Douluo said mockingly.

Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo have been fighting for their whole lives, and they always attack each other whenever they find an opportunity.

"Let time speak. It won't be a problem for you to live another hundred or eighty years. You will see." Sword Douluo said calmly.

No such genius has ever appeared since. After all, geniuses are rare.

After everyone awakened their martial souls, they were divided into two parts, one with soul power and the other without soul power.

Those with soul power will enter the Junior Soul Master Academy within the Qibao Glazed Sect one month later, while those without soul power will enter the ordinary academy to learn survival skills and knowledge.

Duan Lingfeng returned to the room at night and summoned his martial spirit Long Yuan Sword with a thought.

Looking at the sword in his hand, he secretly vowed to become stronger in this life.

"In my last life, I was not strong enough. If I could be like my father, firing six swords at once, walking on the ground amid thousands of troops, I might not have died, and I would have been able to help my father."

Duan Lingfeng closed his eyes, and a line of tears fell down his cheeks.

"Father, mother, how are you? Don't worry, father, I will definitely not let the Duan family's unique skills be cut off!"

At this moment, a series of rapid knocks on the door suddenly rang.