Ronin from Douluo

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"you?"

Mo Xin was surprised when she saw her younger brother walk out.

The guy who has always been timid and afraid of getting into trouble has become so brave today?This is something she didn't expect.

However, as a man, being able to stand up at such a critical moment is also a kind of strength.

As a swordsman, at least, one cannot have a cowardly heart.A fearless heart that dares to face strength and fear, Mo Xin believes that this is more important than great talent and strength!

How to put it, as the heir of Gale Wind Gym, this kind of courage is not considered a humiliation of the identity of the heir.

Zeng Yi looked at Mo Xiao who was walking forward, and couldn't help casting a look at Mo Xin, who seemed to be asking her what she meant.

"Okay, then I'll let you go!" Mo Xin met Zeng Yi's eyes, nodded with a smile on his face.

Seeing that Mo Xin, the eldest sister, agreed, Zeng Yi naturally had no objections.He looked at Mo Xiao, and striding forward, the two passed by.

"Come on!" Zeng Yi stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, encouraging him.

Mo Xiao looked back at Zeng Yi, his sharp eyes were full of confidence.

He picked up a bamboo sword, put it vertically on the floor, supported the hilt with both hands, stared straight ahead, and waited for the opponent to stand up.

On the Zhenyuan gymnasium, a group of people were a little dazed when they saw the sudden substitution, and couldn't help but look at the leading teacher, Xie Yue.

Xie Yue looked at Mo Xiao, then at Zeng Yi behind him, and he couldn't quite understand what the intention of the Blast Wind Gym was.

To be honest, if the other party was the protégé he hadn't seen before, he still felt a little dangerous.After all, in the face of unknown enemies, and when they came to the door before, he felt that this person was not simple.

However, with the change of person, Xie Yue's worries were relieved.Because, he knew the young man in front of him.

Mo Xiao, the son of the owner of Gale Wind Gym, which was extremely prosperous back then.However, in Qingping Town, everyone's evaluation of him is basically the younger brother of genius soul master Mo Xin.

Yes, this is everyone's impression of Mo Xiao.All this is because of his sister, Mo Xin's light is too dazzling and powerful, so that not many people pay attention to him.

Compared with his elder sister, Mo Xin, Mo Xiao's talent is very ordinary and unremarkable.After all, before the age of 14, Mo Xin broke through to the level of soul master, and was specially invited by the Sword God Palace to practice.

In contrast, Mo Xiao, who is now 15 years old, is still a great soul master in the second ring, and has not broken through to the soul master.Such a comparison seems very inconspicuous.

But, don't forget, who is Mo Xiao comparing with!Mo Xiao's talent is not as good as his sister Mo Xin, but in Dongli, not everyone's talent is at Mo Xin's level.

Looking at the younger generation, among people of the same age, Mo Xiao's talent, aptitude, and speed of practice are very good, not comparable to his sister, but he is definitely not an ordinary person.

As the swordsmanship teacher of Zhenyuan Gymnasium, Xie Yue's vision is naturally not so short-sighted.

He knew that if students of the same age as Mo Xiao were allowed to go up, he would suffer a lot, so he could only let older students go up.

"Wu Yuan, you go!"

After hearing what the team leader said, a student named Wu Yuan stepped out of the team and stopped in front of Mo Xiao.

Looking at the person in front of him, Mo Xiao couldn't help slipping his throat, feeling a little shy in his heart.

The man in front of him was a tall man, two meters tall, with a burly and majestic body, and the exposed muscles were like granite, powerful and powerful.

This size, however, brought a great sense of oppression to Mo Xiao.

"Hehe, you really are shameless." Seeing Zhenyuan Gymnasium send this person to the stage, Mo Xin smiled disdainfully.

"How to say?" Zeng Yi asked curiously.

"This person in Zhenyuan Gymnasium is frighteningly older than me. No matter how he cultivates, he has the strength of a soul master, and he is approaching the realm of the soul sect. It's a shame to come up and challenge him one-on-one."

Hearing this, Zeng Yi looked at the confronting two people in surprise.You know, Mo Xiao is only 15 years old, which is the realm of a great soul master, but the other party is already in the realm of a soul master, a few years older, several years of practice time and experience, this is not a simple matter Talent can make up for the gap.

Zeng Yi looked at Mo Xin and asked, "Should we stop?"

However, Mo Xin still had a very calm expression on her face, she shook her head, "It's not necessary, this competition is just a pure swordsmanship competition, neither side can use martial spirit and soul power, otherwise, how could I give them the opportunity to fight in my dojo?" What should I do if I break something while fighting inside?"

"Anything like that?"

"Of course! In Dongli, almost everyone is a soul master. If everyone can use their soul power and martial soul to fight at will, wouldn't it be a mess?

Under the restriction of Sword God Palace, everyone must abide by this agreement.The behaviors of sparring and kicking at the gym are basically just a battle between the two sides in swordsmanship and swordsmanship. Therefore, it is good to defeat the opponent with your best swordsmanship.

Except for special requirements, if you want to use the martial soul and soul power to approach, you can submit an application to the branch halls of the Sword God Palace in various places. If both parties agree, the battle between soul masters is allowed.

Otherwise, all battles can only be resolved by swordsmen! "

Mo Xin followed Zeng Yi to explain, and at this time, Mo Xiao, the representative of Blast Wind Gym, had already started fighting with the representative of Zhenyuan Gym, Wu Yuan.

The speed of the two of them was very fast. Although the swords in their hands were all bladeless bamboo swords, there was still a sharp and sharp momentum in this wide dojo.

They are all soul masters, even if they don't use soul power, they still have physical fitness beyond ordinary people.But in the blink of an eye, the swords in their hands touched together.

The figures intertwined, the sword shadows flickered, and the two of them exchanged several moves between the lightning and the flint.

But Zeng Yi, who was on the side, could clearly capture the movements of the two of them with his eyes, even if it was any subtle movement.

Rhythm, breathing, heartbeat, all under control.

It was only a few tricks, and Zeng Yi knew that Mo Xiao was in a big predicament.

The opponent's burly body, powerful strength, and richer combat experience than Mo Xiao made Mo Xiao feel a little out of breath.

However, although the opponent is very powerful and his sword moves can be opened and closed, Mo Xiao can rely on his changeable swordsmanship and agility. .

But just like this, defeat is only a matter of time.

"Maybe I'm going to lose." Zeng Yi watched the battle between the two, and said unhurriedly.

Mo Xin also nodded in agreement, "It's pretty good to be able to do this. He has been repulsed by swordsmanship since he was a child, and he has always grown up under my shadow. He has never been able to face himself directly. Facing the way of the sword.

However, after my father left and the dojo declined, I came back that year alone and saw him sitting alone in the empty dojo.

That day, he cried and told me that this was the last time he cried.

He began to pick up the sword, face himself, and face his heart.

For him, the meaning of fighting is not to avenge his father, nor to inherit or protect this gym.

It's because I don't want to see my cowardly self again. "

Hearing this, Zeng Yi couldn't help being stunned for a moment, looking at Mo Xiao who was holding the sword tightly with both hands and gritted his teeth to support the powerful slash.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a story for him who was smiling all the time, not knowing the key, and fooling around."

Mo Xin smiled lightly, "Now he should be regarded as a real swordsman. Therefore, he will definitely win this battle!"

Zeng Yi looked at Mo Xin in surprise, "It seems that you have great confidence in your brother."

"No, I have great confidence in you." Mo Xin said with a smile.

"Uh, what does that mean?"

Mo Xin turned her head, met Zeng Yi's puzzled eyes, and said, "Actually, when you practiced against me, you didn't use your full strength, did you?"

Her words made Zeng Yi froze, and he was immediately embarrassed.

"No, you are really strong."

Seeing Zeng Yi's serious expression, Mo Xin just smiled, "You don't have to fool me, I can still detect this. Is it because I am afraid that I will feel inferior? My swordsmanship is not so weak.

You are very strong, probably the strongest young swordsman I have ever seen.

Haven't you been teaching him swordsmanship these past few months?

Don't you have any confidence in yourself? "

Hearing this, Zeng Yi couldn't help but smiled, and looked at Mo Xiao who was fighting.

"Confidence is not in me, it is in him."

"Yes. However, the other party is stronger than Mo Xiao in terms of strength and physical fitness. However, there is only one big difference between the two, and Mo Xiao is about to break through to level [-]. Therefore, this body The gap between quality and strength can be made up through swordsmanship.

However, the key point depends on whether he can catch it. "

Bang!

Mo Xiao held the sword to block Wu Yuan's powerful blow, and when the powerful slash fell on the bamboo sword, there was a loud bang, and there was a burst of energy.

The powerful force made Mo Xiao keep stepping back. At this moment, he has already lost the wind, and it will be a matter of time before he loses.

The opponent's formidable strength and wide open and close slashes made him extremely uncomfortable. To catch such a sword, for Mo Xiao now, it was already the limit.

This feeling is like being hit by a giant beast!

Now, Mo Xiao's own hands were trembling and numb, as if he was about to lose his grip on the sword handle.

But he knew that if he couldn't even hold the sword, he would lose completely!

Is there a way to break it?

The opponent's swordsmanship is too strong, full of power, full of explosiveness, is this the swordsmanship of Zhenyuan Gymnasium?

Can the Gale Wind Yujian style that I learned really defeat the opponent's Zhenyuan swordsmanship style?

You know, even if you are as strong as your father, you still lose!

Mo Xiao's face was pale, with a smear of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, he watched the opponent rushing towards him, then jumped up high, preparing for a powerful leaping move, he couldn't help feeling powerless in his heart.

Can I really defeat such an opponent?

Mo Xiao's eyes flickered with a gleam.

They are all Gaifeng Yujian style, why is my sister able to cultivate so powerfully?Even Brother Lang, after less than a month of contact, he was able to practice to the point of perfection.

Could it be that I really don't have the talent to practice kendo?

At this moment, Mo Xiao remembered a sentence Zeng Yi said to himself.

"Mo Xiao, you have to remember that the wind is infinite, it has all possibilities, and it's not just a manifestation of speed. Sometimes, it's a gentle breeze, extremely soft, penetrating into everything, and invading everything. But Yes, it is a frantic storm, with the aura of destroying everything and engulfing everything, changing the color of the world!"

This is the wind, it has countless changes, so it has infinite possibilities!

At this moment, the pervasive color in Mo Xiao's eyes dissipated, and the meaning of decisive victory was revealed!Those pitch-black pupils are like the eyes of a storm that can swallow everything at this moment, staring directly at the opponent who jumped down.

At the moment of the limit, he reacted.

The trembling and paralyzed hands suddenly gained strength, and the right hand tightly grasped the hilt of the sword, stabbing straight out!

Like lightning, the bamboo sword instantly broke through the barriers of layers of airflow, like a swift storm.

What is this guy doing!Don't die yet!

Wu Yuan's eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief.

This guy actually wanted to block his own slash with his arm.

Even if no soul power was used, even if it was just a bladeless bamboo sword, if it fell on his arm, this power would still be able to cut off his arm!

madman!

Bang!

In the next second, the scene of the battle freezes here.

Mo Xiao's sword tip stopped at Wu Yuan's neck, but he blocked the opponent's sword with his left hand.

The left arm is broken!

Wu Yuan's eyes widened, looking at the person in front of him, cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

He just felt the breath of death.

The other party kept it!If the sword hadn't stopped, the bamboo sword would have pierced through his own neck without hesitation!And the other party's price is only a left hand!

"Why?" Wu Yuan asked tremblingly, he couldn't understand why the other party did this.

However, Mo Xiao just grinned his bruised lips and smiled.

"I won!"

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