Ronin from Douluo

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Zeng Yi got up very early, went to the courtyard, and practiced the Su Zhen practice that he had to insist on every day. At this time, there was only a ray of morning light in the east.

He held the bamboo sword with strong hands and swung it without any pause. Every time he swung it, there was an inexplicable rhythm, which seemed to blend into the space and become a part of the courtyard scenery, natural and peaceful.

Suddenly, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable familiarity, a sense of déjà vu.

It seems that I have seen such a scene there before. A child stood in front of a dilapidated thatched house, holding a long iron sword that was almost as long as his own body in both hands, and vigorously wielded it in training.

The moment of daze seemed to make him pause for a second, although the movement of swinging the sword began to resume again, and he continued to repeat the same movements one after another.

It wasn't until the fifth thousandth time that he stopped and put away the bamboo sword.

Looking up, at this time, the sun has completely risen from the east, and the vibrant morning light is shining on the earth. At this moment, everything seems to have infinite possibilities.

After finishing the morning practice, Zeng Yi began to walk into the dojo, sorted out the messy tools, cleaned them up, and waited for the dojo to open.

I have been a disciple in this Gale Wind Gym for more than a month. From the unfamiliarity and uneasiness at the beginning, to now, I am already familiar with it.

Dongli is a strange place for Zeng Yi. Whether he has lost his memory or he has not lost his memory, it is an extremely strange place.

After coming here for more than a month, he began to understand what kind of country this mysterious place, Dongli Land, was from the words of the Mo family siblings.

First of all, everyone living here is not simple. Whether it is martial soul awakening or soul power, almost everyone can become a soul master and possess unimaginable power.

Here, the martial souls awakened by most people are those of swords and the like. Therefore, the practice method called Kendo has been developed.

Therefore, Dongli is a country of swordsmen.

Here, the holy place in the mind of every soul master is undoubtedly the mysterious and powerful force that Mo Xiao visits Zeng Yi almost every day, the Sword God Palace.

What makes Mo Xiao most proud is his sister, Mo Xin. Because, his sister Mo Xin is a soul master who has gone to the Sword God Palace to practice.

Moreover, the title of Sword Sect is the recognition of the Sword God Palace for young soul masters with extraordinary talents, high strength, and unlimited potential, and his sister is the one who has received the title of Sword Sect.

It stands to reason that if Mo Xin could receive such an honor at such an age and her fame spread throughout Dongli, then her own gym should be very prosperous. Why is it in such a state of decline now?

Zeng Yi was a little confused about this.

In the entire Mo family compound, including this gym, there are only three people, including Mo Xin and Mo Xiao, and now including Zeng Yi.

With the reputation of being granted the title of Sword Sect by the Sword God Palace, how come the Gale Wind Gym cannot recruit other students besides himself?

However, Zeng Yi seemed to have guessed that there must be something hidden in this. But if they didn't tell them, Zeng Yi wouldn't ask. Now, he doesn't even understand who he is, so what ability does he have to help others?

Over the past month, Mo Xin taught Zeng Yi step by step the basics of swordsmanship and helped him recall his own swordsmanship. As expected, Zeng Yi's performance did not disappoint her. No matter what she taught, Zeng Yi could learn very quickly.

Quickly absorb the knowledge of swordsmanship, master it, and even become like a master of swordsmanship who has practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years. The swordsmanship can achieve the effect of integrating spirit and spirit.

Now, Mo Xin found that he had nothing to teach Zeng Yi. But even so, it did not remind him of the past.

In the dojo, Mo Xin, who was wearing a white martial arts uniform, looked at Zeng Yi and Mo Xiao who were sparring at the side.

To be precise, it was Zeng Yi who was training with Mo Xiao.

She looked at Zeng Yi who was holding the bamboo sword. He had a relaxed smile on his face, and he took Mo Xiao's all-out attacks again and again. This made her eyes widen, as if

Look at him like a monster.

Mo Xin also had several swordsmanship sparring sessions with Zeng Yi. She claimed that after he re-mastered the swordsmanship under her guidance, she felt that sparring with Zeng Yi was becoming more and more difficult.

She even felt that she was no match for him. She didn't know why, but she always felt that in every sparring session, he was deliberately restraining his own strength and letting himself go.

Thinking about it carefully, he seems to be terrifyingly strong!

Mo Xin walked out of this small town and practiced outside for several years. She is a person who has seen the world. Although she did not use her soul power to spar, with her fifty-third level soul power, she is also a swordsman.

Master, his sword skills alone are very powerful.

But he can rely on swordsmanship to suppress himself. What does this mean? Maybe not only his swordsmanship, but also his soul power realm is higher than his own.

It's not that Mo Xin is narcissistic or bragging. Her talent and strength are among the best among her peers in the entire Dongli. Otherwise, she would not have been awarded the title of Sword Sect granted by the Sword God Palace.

In the entire Dongli, there were only a few soul masters of the same age who were stronger than her, and she had seen them all, and they were all in the Sword God Palace.

However, Zeng Yi's age seemed not much different from hers, but he had such strength, which surprised Mo Xin.

At least for such a person, a young swordsman with such talent, how could there be no news from the Sword God Palace? How could she not hear anything about her in the several years she had been in that place?

Could it be that he is not from Dongli but from outside?

This thought emerged in Mo Xin's mind, and she couldn't help but frown.

During the few years that Mo Xin practiced in the Sword God Palace, he also heard the secrets. This world is very broad, not only the existence of Dongli, there is a wider world outside, and there are also soul masters, and the way of practice here is different.

The same powerful soul master.

He is a soul master, Mo Xin is sure, but she has never seen him release soul power and martial arts, just like an ordinary person who only knows swordsmanship and is proficient in swordsmanship.

Mo Xin also tried to get Zeng Yi to release his soul power, but he was extremely resistant to this, so Mo Xin still doesn't know where his realm is.

Could it be that he is really a soul master from outside Dongli?

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In the afternoon, Zeng Yi and Mo Xiao walked on the streets of the town.

"Brother Lang, how about we eat braised fish tonight? I really like this dish you made." Mo Xiao looked at Zeng Yi beside him and said with a smile.

"Well, I don't care." Zeng Yi nodded in response.

Mo Xiao said curiously: "Brother Lang, your cooking skills are really incredible, they are really great! Besides kendo, do you also like to study cooking skills?"

Hearing this, Zeng Yi shook his head numbly, "I don't know, I can't remember much of what happened before. Cooking seems to be very familiar to me, and it seems that I am also my own specialty."

"Why are there so many people on the street today? It's much busier than usual." Zeng Yi asked curiously as he saw more people on the street than usual.

Mo Xiao said: "Oh, I haven't told you yet, the Spring Festival is coming in half a month."

"Spring Festival?" Zeng Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

Mo Xiao explained: "This is our traditional festival in Dongli. Every year at the beginning of spring, the spiritual flowers bloom, the spring breeze blows, all things revive, and the ancestors return!

This is a festival where we praise the New Year and worship our ancestors.

On that day, the whole town will hold a Spring Festival, which is the busiest few days every year."

"Isn't this just the Chinese New Year?" Zeng Yi couldn't help but blurt out after hearing Mo Xiao's words.

"New Year?" Hearing this, Mo Xiao couldn't help but look at him doubtfully.

Zeng Yi was also stunned, then smiled and said, "This is the name of my hometown. This is what I remember."

"Oh, so that's it."

Mo Xiao nodded as if he understood, and then excitement appeared on his face. He looked at Zeng Yi excitedly and said, "Brother Lang, let me tell you! At this spring festival, maybe

Someone from the Sword God Palace will come to preside over it, and I heard from my sister that it will be a Sword Master!"

"Sword Master?" After hearing this, Zeng Yi's eyes couldn't help but shrink, and he frowned, looking thoughtful.

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