Chapter 10: Battle against Chen Xin
The next day!

Chen Yuan got up early and did not slack off at all even though he had absorbed his first soul ring yesterday and became a real soul master.

After washing, dressing, and having breakfast, he came to his training ground. On the ground, there were seven iron swords from small to large. Chen Yuan pulled out the first sword he was currently using for training, his expression moved, and he said softly:

"After absorbing the first soul ring, my physique has been greatly enhanced. Combined with the previous hard training and the recovery of the medicinal bath after the training, I should be able to complete the requirements now, and I still have room for physical strength, right?"

After saying that, Chen Yuan couldn't wait to try it out, and then immediately got into position, and his aura instantly became different.

Sharp and sharp, like a sword that is gradually being sharpened.

"kill!"

Chen Yuan shouted loudly and swung the sword with all his might, gathering all his strength in one place. His skin, bones, muscles, qi and blood... all were slightly heating up as if they were burning.

Then he began to swing the sword mechanically repeatedly. Although Chen Yuan was sweating profusely, his breathing remained steady, which further proved that he was currently able to handle the task with ease.

Time passed little by little, and the sun was high in the sky. Under the scorching sun, Chen Yuan was still sweating profusely.

He counted silently in his heart:

'...297...298...299...300! '

Having finally achieved this goal, Chen Yuan felt relaxed all over. He put away his sword and stood up, feeling very happy. Of course, he was extremely happy to know so clearly that he was getting stronger and stronger.

"Not bad!"

At this time, Chen Xin's voice of praise came over, and continued:

"It seems that absorbing the first spirit ring has greatly improved you. Now you have finally made it to the end of the warm-up!"

Chen Yuan was moved when he heard this, and immediately turned to look at Chen Xin, took the initiative to salute and asked the doubts in his heart:
"Teacher, you're here, and you said the warm-up is over. Does that mean I have other training?"

Chen Xin looked at his disciple, chuckled and explained:
"Yes, practicing sword swinging and concentrating all your strength on a sword is to make your attacks more powerful and to prepare for practicing the killing technique in the future. But this is not enough to make you a real strong man. Give me the sword in your hand."

When Chen Yuan heard this, he held the sword in both hands and handed it to Chen Xin. Chen Xin held the hilt with one hand, and the sharp aura on his body suddenly increased. Even Chen Yuan couldn't help but retreat.

At this time Chen Xin said in a deep voice:

"Yuan'er, summon the Seven Killing Swords. I allow you to attack me with all your strength. You can use your first soul skill."

Chen Yuan's eyes widened. This was going to be a practical training with a Titled Douluo. Although most of his physical strength had been consumed, his bones, muscles and tendons were fully activated. This practical training must have been intentional by his teacher.

Therefore, Chen Yuan immediately summoned the Seven Killing Swords, and a circle of yellow soul rings rose from under his feet. He tightly grasped the Seven Killing Swords and became serious:

"Teacher, then I will attack!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yuan rushed forward, swung his sword with both hands, and slashed forward, heading straight for Chen Xin's body. Chen Xin remained calm, and even nodded with satisfaction. Chen Yuan's indomitable aura was enough to allow him to exert 100% of his strength.

When Chen Yuan was very close, Chen Xin drew his sword to block. A cold light flashed, and the speed was as fast as lightning. He arrived first and blocked the attack.

With a ding sound, the two swords collided with each other. Chen Xin did not move at all, while Chen Yuan kept retreating. He only felt that Chen Xin was like an unshakable mountain. Even the ordinary iron sword in Chen Xin's hand, under the blessing of his soul power, became an indestructible divine sword.

Chen Yuan's arms felt numb and sore. This was the result of Chen Xin not using any strength at all. It was just the recoil force caused by his own attack.

After retreating more than ten steps, Chen Yuan finally stabilized his body, then rushed forward again. He knew that he could not defeat Chen Xin, and he did not need to defeat Chen Xin. He just needed to exert his full strength in the battle.

It was also during this battle that Chen Yuan clearly realized how weak he was. Any of his attacks were easily blocked by Chen Xin, and Chen Xin himself remained motionless.

Only Chen Yuan himself was repeatedly forced back in dismay by the recoil force of his own attacks. His entire body was numb and sore, making his attacks increasingly sluggish.

At this time, he also planned to make a last attempt. Chen Yuan used his first soul skill, and the long sword came out. Air flow wrapped around the blade, and the cold light was sharp and extremely fierce.

Chen Yuan tried his best to strike with his sword, but it was easily blocked by Chen Xin. The huge recoil force made the Seven Killing Sword in Chen Yuan's hand fly out of his hand. Then he lay powerlessly on the ground, his chest heaving, gasping for breath, and didn't want to say a word.

It is also because Chen Yuan has now absorbed soul rings and has become a true soul master with a stronger physique. If he was still the original soul warrior, he would most likely have fainted by now.

At this time, Chen Xin threw the iron sword back into place, and then he walked over and said:

"Very good, you dare to fight. With the power of the Seven Killing Swords and your indomitable spirit, it is difficult for your peers to be your opponent. However, as my disciple, this is not enough!"

Chen Xin did not intend to hide anything when training his disciples, but he might be too strict with Chen Yuan now. He said in a deep voice:

"From now on, after you complete your warm-up every day, you must also learn sword techniques from me. I will teach you all my skills and let you master them in actual combat. It is not easy to inherit my legacy. It will be very hard and tiring, but I still say the same thing: you can cry, but after crying, you must continue to grit your teeth and persevere!"

Chen Yuan's eyes sparkled when he heard this. He knew clearly that he didn't have much time left to become stronger. The stricter Chen Xin was, the better. He would become stronger quickly.

He stood up from the ground. Although he was a little weak, he still bowed respectfully. He was willing to pass on all his skills to you. This was a great favor. Chen Yuan said solemnly:
"Teacher, I will definitely persevere and never let you down!"

Chen Yuan's statement surprised Chen Xin. He thought that his severity would scare Chen Yuan, but Chen Yuan was not afraid but happy. His shining eyes even showed excitement.

Chen Xin thought in amazement:
'Yuan'er's determination and will are not what a six-year-old child can possess, but only in this way can he inherit my legacy!'

Then at this moment, Chen Yuan said seriously again:

"Teacher, do you know whale glue?"

Ok? !

Chen Xin was stunned at first, then he became very serious, looked directly into Chen Yuan's eyes and said:
"Yuan'er, what do you want to do by asking this?"

(End of this chapter)