Douluo Continent: Starting with a Tom Cat

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What the hell? A Soul Saint can have four ten-thousand-year Soul Rings?!

However, those last three spirit rings are a bit strange; why are they chasing after me all the way?

But the next moment, Avalanche and his companions looked pale as two Soul Saints began to fight.

The scattered soul power quickly snapped the thick trees in half. They had no doubt that with their soul power level, being hit even once would take half their lives.

The avalanche was terrified and fled in panic, but Shen An and Flander were incredibly fast, and they were already engaged in battle in no time.

As the sword energy swept across the land, Avalanche even saw the phantom of a monster appear.

There was even a blade of energy that slashed towards them after cutting down a towering tree.

The avalanche had terrified him half to death, and his legs were stiff and he couldn't move.

One thing in the Xuan Tian Bao Lu is true: if you pretend to be a pig for too long, you really will become a pig.

"Boss, be careful." A lackey, barely suppressing his fear, pulled the avalanche away.

If Xue Beng, being a prince, were to get into trouble, all of them would inevitably be buried with him.

However, it was still a bit too late. The sharp air blade pierced through Xue Beng's right shoulder, severing the bones.

"Ahhhhh~"

The avalanche emitted a bloodcurdling scream, and the avalanche fled the battle zone without daring to look back.

The screams of the avalanche naturally reached the ears of the two combatants.

Flander's face twitched. How did the Prince of Tiandou end up here? And he even accidentally injured him. Would he be punished for this?

Shen An didn't care; his eyes were only on Flander. The speed of the level 78 agility-type Soul Saint was terrifying, leaving him no room for complacency.

Even though Shen An had the upper hand and spared no effort to seize control of the battle, constantly pressuring Flander with the extreme sharpness of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, he could only maintain a stalemate for a time.

As for this, Flander hasn't used his seventh soul skill yet. If he were forced to activate his martial soul true form, Shen An would have no choice but to take drugs and run away.

Flander flapped his wings, channeling his surging soul power to unleash several wind blades, finally breaking through Shen An's sword energy.

The quality of this sword energy was exceptionally high, something he had never seen before in his life.

Flander, whose form was changing wildly, was greatly puzzled. Just who was this person? His grasp of combat was absolutely superb.

He was only momentarily distracted, and the enemy seized the opportunity to attack, leaving him with only the ability to defend himself.

What's even more peculiar is that, despite being a Soul Saint, he seems to lack both strength and soul power, falling short of the Soul Saint level; only his speed qualifies him as a Soul Saint.

However, the invincible and sharp sword energy was truly troublesome, which reminded Flander of two people.

One is Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and the other is... Shen An!

No, that shouldn't be the case. Shen An is currently only at the Soul Venerable level, at most a Soul Sect, and there's absolutely no way he could reach the Soul Saint level in such a short time.

This only shows that Flander's vision is too narrow; he doesn't know that there's a bug in this world called Talking Tom.

"Who exactly are you, and what are your desires!" Flander's fourth and sixth spirit rings shone brightly.

Dozens of extremely sharp blades of energy flew towards Shen An, circling and cutting him, while his entire body emitted a layer of yellow light to block Shen An's sword energy.

"Clang!"

The Nine-Leaf Sword Grass moved with lightning speed, unleashing a vast ocean of sword energy that attempted to intercept the swirling blades of energy.

But Shen An's eyes, which were originally full of fighting spirit, suddenly froze. What did he see? The sword energy he had unleashed actually gathered into a pink wild boar, Peppa Pig, and swallowed the entire Qi Blade in one gulp.

Shen An was stunned. He shook his head violently. Something was wrong. It must just be an illusion.

"I am just a swordsman who enjoys hunting. It is rare to encounter a high-level Soul Saint, so I can't help but feel itchy to challenge him." Shen An, who had come to his senses, said slowly while standing on the Nine-Leaf Void Sword.

To avoid revealing his signature skill, Shen An only summoned a flying sword for use in aerial combat with Flander.

After Shen An's long period of experimentation and application of soul skills, the originally aggressive flying sword now lies obediently at Shen An's feet.

Flander, whose wings were flapping in the air, was also stunned. He was filled with a thousand "Holy crap" thoughts. What did he see? The sword energy could actually turn into a pink pig.

This bizarre maneuver left Flander even more baffled by Shen An's origins; there was no swordsman like him on the entire continent.

Is it just a case of being excited about something? I would say I've never offended someone like that.

Flander, regaining his senses, pondered Shen An's words.

"Well then, sir, shall we leave it at that?" Flander said cautiously, not wanting to cause any more trouble, especially with an unknown powerhouse with four ten-thousand-year soul rings.

It's not that I lack confidence in winning, but even if I win, there might not be any benefits. If we really get into a heated fight and still fail to finish off the opponent, then there will be a big problem.

Shen An smiled slyly: "Oh no, I haven't had enough yet."

“In this way, I won’t use my weapon spirit form, and you won’t use your martial spirit form either. Let’s have a good fight.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen An charged forward without hesitation, drawing his sword and using a medium-sized soul power experience pack on the side.

The soul power that had been depleted in his body was replenished again, and his level 44 soul power was only a little short of breaking through to the next level.

Flanders could only smile wryly. What bad luck! He went out for a walk to clear his head, only to be inexplicably attacked by a martial arts fanatic.

Fortunately, without activating their Martial Soul True Body, they shouldn't be able to fight each other to the death, preventing the conflict from escalating into a life-or-death feud.

However, we shouldn't just listen to this person's side of the story. It's best to be cautious and on guard. If the other party shows any signs of using a powerful move, I'll immediately switch off as well.

Flanders thought to himself, and without further hesitation, since a battle was inevitable, he might as well stretch his bones and teach this guy a lesson.

Although he was unwilling to provoke powerful people, he was by the same token not to be trifled with either.

In an instant, the powerful soul force transformed into countless energy blades and swung towards Shen An. At the same time, it transformed into a yellow phantom that used its wings as blades to fiercely attack Shen An.

"Good timing!"

Shen An's eyes were filled with joy; an exhilarating battle is always a pleasure.

Those at his level were no match for him.

The yellow air blades whipped up fallen leaves, tearing them to shreds, and attacked Shen An with unstoppable force.

In an instant, Shen An's sword intent surged forth, his azure sword eyes clearly reflecting the trajectory of the blade of energy.

"Clang clang clang clang clang!"

The collision of the sword and the air blade produced a tremendous roar.

Chapter 201 Is this a proper soul ring?

Shen An said he wanted Tom and Jerry to run to the side first, but in reality, the two little ones, who were worried about Shen An, still secretly came over.

Tom and Jerry knew that Shen An wanted to hide his identity, so Tom took out two dog headgear, one big and one small, and put them on his head.

Tom used this to blend into the pack of dogs last time without being detected; his camouflage was truly exceptional.

The two children's hearts pounded as they watched Shen An and Flander's battle turn the forest into a wreck.

How terrifying! When did Shen An become so formidable?

Fortunately, Jerry was exceptionally perceptive. Whenever he saw an aftershock about to hit him, he would decisively lift Tom up and shield him.

Tom, covered in wounds... truly a good brother, even saying he was taking care of him.

In the sky, Flander launched a fierce attack; the close combat ability of an agility-type Soul Saint should not be underestimated.

Flander fully utilized his speed, his wings like blades, drawing countless trajectories in the air as he attacked Shen An with a heart-stopping whooshing sound.

Although it was just a pair of wings, its attack was like thousands of blades simultaneously striking Shen An. The yellow light covering Flander's body effectively blocked Shen An's sword energy attack.

Shen An's longsword moved faster and faster, as he intended to use the sharpness of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass to directly confront Flander's wings.

Flander's sixth soul skill is very powerful and can block the sword energy of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass, but he doesn't believe that Flander can directly block the extreme sharpness of the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass.

But Flander clearly knew the sharpness of Shen An's longsword and refused to fight him head-on, relying instead on his speed to maneuver and fight.

Unsparingly wielding his own soul power, Flander unleashed his terrifying speed, striking at Shen An like a raging storm.

Hurry, hurry, hurry, hurry!

Shen An felt as if he was surrounded by Flander's phantoms, each of which could launch real attacks, making Shen An increasingly overwhelmed.

Tom and Jerry, who were hiding in the shadows, were also watching Shen An with concern. That person was so powerful; would something happen to Shen An?

Tom even silently took out his shotgun, ready to give Flander a good beating if he saw Shen An about to lose.

This can't go on; we must break through Flanders' offensive.

Shen An's strongest single-target attack, "Intercepting Clouds," cannot be used, as it would expose his identity.

For a Soul Master to directly confront a high-level Soul Saint is too shocking. If word gets out, countless powerful figures will probably want to nip Shen An in the bud.

Shen An never overestimated human nature. People can accept a genius, but they only feel fear towards a prodigy.

Shen An looked on indifferently, completely absorbed in his confrontation with Flander. The so-called battle was nothing more than finding the opponent's weakness and then defeating him in one fell swoop.

The trajectory of Flander's wings became increasingly clear in Shen An's eyes. Shen An gripped his sword tightly and intercepted them all.

As Shen An unleashed sword strike after sword strike, Flander was surprised to find that Shen An, whose sword intent had been soaring, was gradually losing its power.

Before long, he completely concealed his aura, appearing like an ordinary person, but alarm bells rang in Flander's heart.

Shen An possesses unrestrained power, able to conceal his soul power, blood energy, and aura within his body, and can ignore all restrictions and control-type soul skills such as domains.

At this moment, Shen An has mastered the four soul skills and perfectly integrated them into himself. Every move he makes is incredibly powerful and hidden within his body, making it impossible for others to discern his true strength.

After fighting for so long, trivial techniques have become meaningless, and Shen An decided to unleash his strongest sword strike besides "Intercepting Clouds".

After this sword strike, regardless of victory or defeat, run for your life.

Countless blades of energy slashed towards Shen An, the violent air currents ruffling his long hair. This time, however, Shen An did not rush to raise his sword to parry as before.

He gripped the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass tightly with both hands, pouring all his sword intent, soul power, spirit, strength, and a sharp heart that dared to draw his sword against the strong into the longsword in his hands.

Even the Nine-Leaf Phantom Sword beneath his feet merged into it instantly, and then he unleashed a fierce strike.

At this moment, time and space seemed to stand still. Flander's eagle eyes were fixed on Shen An alone, and a deadly sense of threat surged through his mind.

A figure, resembling a streak of light or the tail of a comet, streaked across the sky with an extremely sharp sword-like color, slashing towards him.

In the blink of an eye, Flander's enormous wings protected his entire body, and he had pushed the light of his sixth spirit ring to its absolute limit.

Shen An was too fast at this moment. Even he was not confident of escaping. In a hurry, he had no choice but to activate his strongest defensive soul skill to resist.

"boom!!!"

This strike, like a meteor crashing to the earth, produced a deafening roar.

At the moment of impact, the air seemed to freeze, and the dazzling sword light burst forth, instantly breaking through Flander's sixth soul skill, and the protective yellow light was completely devoured.

The Nine-Leaf Sword Grass pierced through the wings and stabbed straight towards Flander's head. If he could kill Flander in the process, Shen An wouldn't mind.

At the same instant, Flander's seventh spirit ring shone brightly, and in a flash he transformed into a giant owl.

"Cat-owl true form! Activate!"

Under his Martial Soul True Form, Flander's body density was extremely high. At this moment, the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass had lost its old power and had not yet generated new power, so it could no longer advance even an inch.

Flander, feeling excruciating pain, had murderous intent in his bright yellow eagle eyes. He had sensed Shen An's murderous intent just now.

Flander was never one to stand idly by. Since that was the case, he was not to blame for being ruthless. His eyes flashed with ferocity as his six spirit rings lit up one after another.

Without hesitation, Shen An used another medium-sized soul power experience pack, fully restoring his soul power and advancing to level 45!

"burst!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Shen An poured seventy percent of his soul power into the longsword, and in an instant, the sword light blazed brightly.

In the midst of this terrifying burst of energy, Flander's body was thrown out like a tattered sack, with countless eagle feathers scattering through the air.

At the same time, the violent energy aftershocks transformed into shockwaves that ravaged the surrounding area, destroying countless trees and leaving the forest in ruins.

Flander, who had fallen to the ground, quickly used his soul power to clear the sword energy from his body, while at the same time trying to flap his wings to catch up with Shen An.

All that was left for him was a lingering streak in the air and three black spirit rings slowly chasing after him.

Flander... was he seeing things? These three spirit rings seem a bit dull, and they have cracks. Are these even proper spirit rings?

At the same time, a hoarse, deep voice drifted from afar.

"Flander, I am very satisfied with today's match. Don't pursue it any further, or I won't mind unleashing my true spirit form and fighting you to the death."

Flander fell silent. Without even unleashing his true spirit form, this person had only four spirit skills and had already forced him into this predicament. Even if he caught up, did he have any hope of winning?

He thought the possibility was extremely small.