"Is this the person who has reached the top of the divine level? He is really young!"

"Unexpectedly, it has been rare for one person to successfully reach the top of this divine level for hundreds of years. In recent years, two people have appeared in succession."

"No! These are not ten bells! The divine bells are continuous. There has never been such a person in the Sword God Palace in history!"

Several other sword masters looked at Zeng Yi with surprised eyes and started talking one after another.

"Little guy, how about being my sister's disciple?" The gentle woman in Tsing Yi looked at Zeng Yi with a kind smile and proposed the idea of ​​accepting a disciple.

Accept me as your disciple?

Hearing this, Zeng Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

By the way, with my current strength, do I still need a master?

It's good to roll wool.

But, are you that kind of person?

Zeng Yi shook his head and politely refused, "Thank you sister for your kindness, but I already have a master. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to accept my sister as my teacher again."

Zeng Yi's master is, of course, Sword Douluo, Chen Xin.

Although the master-disciple relationship between him and Chen Xin was a bit outrageous, he was forced to become a disciple.

However, Zeng Yi also received a lot of benefits from Sword Douluo and learned a lot of practice experience from his master.

Even though there was some unpleasantness later on, Zeng Yi left the Qibao Glazed Sect.

However, Zeng Yi still recognized Chen Xin as his master.

It is naturally impossible for Zeng Yi to accept others as his disciples. Moreover, with Zeng Yi's current strength, there is no need for it.

"Do you have a master?"

Hearing this, the woman in green clothes couldn't help but squint her eyes, and looked at Sword Master Chenmu and Sword Master Feng Yu with a somewhat unkind look.

"Is this little guy taking you as his teacher?"

Seeing the green-clothed woman's gaze falling on him, with a hint of evil in her eyes, both Chenmu and Feng Yu couldn't help but shudder.

"Uh, Sister Qingwan, he didn't take me as his teacher!"

"Yes, this little monster, how can I be his master?"

Chen Mu and Feng Yu hurriedly shook their heads and explained.

Zeng Yi saw this scene.

It feels like the two sword masters are very afraid of this female sword master.

You know, Chen Mu and Feng Yu are both ninety-sixth level titled Douluo.

This Qingwan Sword Master, with one look in his eyes, made the two of them look like frightened rabbits. His strength was probably above them.

Zeng Yi couldn't help but use his probing ability to check the strength of this female sword master.

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Name: Qingwan

Martial Spirit: Jade Lotus

Soul Power: Level 98

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this

Zeng Yi couldn't help but swallowed, feeling a little incredible.

A Titled Douluo with level 98 soul power! This is even more powerful than his master, Sword Douluo Chenxin!

He is only one level away from the ninety-ninth level Ultimate Douluo.

What surprised Zeng Yi even more was that the martial spirit of this Qingwan Sword Master was a jade lotus flower, not a sword or other martial spirit.

Wuhun is not a sword, but it can become a sword master!

And he is also the most powerful swordsman among the best!

This swordsmanship talent is so terrifying!

"Really?" Sword Master Qingwan squinted his eyes and looked at the two of them.

"Of course! He is a sword master! He is at the same level as us, how can he be qualified to be someone else's master!"

"What? He's the Sword Master!"

As soon as Chenmu said this, not only Qingwan, but other sword masters also exclaimed.

Looking at him in surprise, Zeng Yi scratched his cheek in embarrassment.

"Are you kidding me? Chenmu, how old is he?" A slightly stout swordsman questioned in disbelief.

Tatsuki said: "If I hadn't seen the combat power he displayed with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it."

Seeing Chenmu's serious look, they couldn't help but believe this fact.

After all, as a sword master, it is impossible to lie.

However, this news was too shocking.

The young man in front of me, who looks like he is only in his twenties, has only been practicing for more than ten years, including his martial arts awakening when he was six years old.

Then these ten years of practice have caught up with their decades of practice.

This is too outrageous!

No matter how talented you are, no matter how evil you are, you can't do this.

Who can become a Sword Master? Who was not a genius with peerless grace when he was young?

"It turns out that with the realm of Sword Saint, it seems that it is not surprising that it can cause the abnormal movement of the divine level."

An old man with gray hair and a boyish face came out and looked at the young man in front of him.

"As far as I know, looking at the history of the Sword God Palace, from ancient times to the present, there is only one person besides you who can do this."

"I've met senior."

Zeng Yi looked at the gray-haired old man in front of him and said hello.

Moreover, this old man, just standing, put tremendous pressure on himself, and even his breathing felt heavy.

Zeng Yi glanced at it with probing eyes, then lowered his head slightly, and his eyes shrank to a point.

Ninety-nine level soul power! Extreme Douluo!

This old sword master turned out to be an Ultimate Douluo!

"My little friend, what's your name?"

"I'm here, Zeng Yi."

"I, Wei Yixin."

"I've seen Senior Wei!" Zeng Yi shouted respectfully again.

Of course Zeng Yi knew what the ninety-ninth level soul power meant. In this world without gods, the ninety-ninth level Ultimate Douluo represented the strongest combat power.

Zeng Yi was not surprised. He had long thought that among the nine sword masters in the Sword God Palace, there would definitely be a level 99 Ultimate Douluo.

Otherwise, as a place of inheritance for the gods, it would be too cheap.

The reality just confirmed Zeng Yi’s conjecture.

"Mr. Wei, who is the person you are talking about?"

Chenmu asked respectfully.

As an Ultimate Douluo, Wei Yixin is also the number one Sword Saint among the nine great Sword Saints! He has lived for hundreds of years!

Therefore, every sword master is like a child in front of Wei Yixin.

When facing Wei Yixin, everyone will respect him from the bottom of his heart.

"That legend?"

Qingwan looked at Wei Yixin and said.

"That's right!"

Wei Yixin nodded.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, as if he heard something extremely shocking.

Zeng Yi also noticed the sudden change in Wei Yixin's expression.

This made Zeng Yi very confused. As one of the strongest soul masters in the world, what else could happen that could shock him, a ninety-ninth-level Ultimate Douluo?

"Bring him to me!"

What shocked Wei Yixin was that these indifferent words rang in his ears.
To be continued...