Doulou Dalu’s Traverser Ronin Chapter 482: : The wind has unlimited possibilities!

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"You?"

Mo Xin was surprised when he watched his brother walk out.

The guy who has always been very timid and fearful, has become so brave today? This is something she didn't expect.

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

As a swordsman, at least, you can't have a cowardly heart. A fearless heart that dared to face strength and fear, Mo Xin believes that this is more important than a strong talent and strength!

In other words, as the heir of the Shifeng Gymnasium, this courage is not shameful as the heir.

Ceng Yi looked at Mo Xiao who walked forward, and couldn't help but cast a look at Mo Xin who seemed to be asking her what she meant.

"Okay, let you go!" Mo Xin met Ceng Yi's eyes with a smile on his face and nodded.

Seeing that Mo Xin, the elder sister, agrees, Ceng Yi naturally has no opinion. He looked at Mo Xiao, walked away, and the two passed by.

"Come on!" Ceng Yi reached out and patted his shoulder gently, encouraging.

Mo Xiao looked back at Ceng Yi, his sharp eyes filled with confidence.

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

At Zhenyuan Gymnasium, the group of people were a little confused when they watched the sudden change of players. They couldn't help but look at the leading teacher, Xie Yue.

Xie Yue looked at Mo Xiao, then looked at Ceng Yi behind him, and some of them didn't quite understand the intention of Shippu Gymnasium.

To be honest, if the other person is on the back of the protégé who he has not met, he still feels a little dangerous. After all, in the face of unknown enemies, coupled with the fact that they had come to the door before, that person who was single-faced and everyone was fearless, he felt that this person was not easy.

However, after changing people, Jie Yue's worries relaxed. Because, he knew the boy in front of him.

Mo Xiao, the son of the museum owner, the most prosperous Hayate Gymnasium back then. However, in Qingping Town, everyone's evaluation of him was basically the younger brother of the talented soul master Mo Xin.

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

Compared with his sister, Mo Xin, Mo Xiao's talent is very mediocre and inconspicuous. After all, before Mo Xin was fourteen years old, his spirit power realm broke through to the soul sovereign, and he was specially invited by the Sword God Palace to practice.

In contrast, Mo Xiao, who is now fifteen years old, is still in the realm of the Second Ring Great Soul Master, and has not broken through the Soul Master. Such a comparison is very inconspicuous.

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

Looking at the younger generation, among the people of the same age, Mo Xiao's talents, cultivating speed, are very good, not better than 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 letting students of the same age as Mo Xiao go up would suffer a big loss in horror, so he could only let the older students go up.

"Wu Yuan, come on!"

After listening to the leader's words, a student named Wu Yuan walked out of the team and stopped in front of Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao looked at the person in front of him, his throat slid, and his heart shook.

The person in front of me is tall and majestic. He is two meters high and has a burly and sturdy body. The exposed muscles are like granite. They are powerful.

In terms of this body shape, however, it brought a great sense of oppression to Mo Xiao.

"Hehe, it's really shameless." Mo Xin smiled disdainfully when he saw the person sent by Zhenyuan Gymnasium to play.

"How do you say?" Ceng Yi asked curiously.

"This person at Zhenyuan Daoguan is more terrifying in age than I am. No matter how he cultivates, he also has Soul Sovereign, and he is close to the strength of the Soul Sect realm. I am embarrassed to face it up.

After hearing this, Ceng Yi looked at the two confronting each other in surprise. You know, Mo Xiao is only fifteen years old, that is, the realm of a great soul master, but the other party is already in the realm of soul-sovereign, several years older, several years of cultivation time and experience, this is not simple. His talent can make up for the gap.

Ceng Yi looked at Mo Xin and asked, "Do you want to stop?"

However, Mo Xin still had a calm look on her face. She shook her head, "It's not necessary. This test is just a pure swordsmanship test. Neither side can use spirit and spirit power. Otherwise, how could I give them? Fight in my dojo, what should I do if I break something."

"Is there any other saying?"

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

Under the restriction of the Sword God Palace, everyone must abide by this agreement. The behaviors of discussing and kicking in the gym are basically just the fight between the two sides in kendo and swordsmanship. Therefore, it is good to defeat the other side with the swordsmanship you are best at.

Except for special requirements, if you want to use martial arts and soul power to approach, you can submit an application to the branch halls of the sword **** palace in each place. If the two parties agree, the battle between soul masters is allowed.

Otherwise, all fights can only be resolved by swordsman's way! "

Mo Xin followed Ceng Yi to explain, and at this time, the representative of Shippuden Gymnasium, Mo Xiao, had already started fighting with the representative of Zhenyuan Gymnasium, Wu Yuan.

The speed of the two is very fast. Although the swords in their hands are bladeless bamboo swords, there is still a sharp and sharp trend in this wide dojo.

They are all spirit masters, even if they don't apply spirit power, they have physical qualities beyond ordinary people. But in the blink of an eye, the swords in the hands of the two touched together.

The figures interlaced, the sword shadows flickered, and between the electric light and flint, the two played against each other several times.

But on the side of Ceng Yi, his eyes can clearly capture the movements of the two people, even any subtle movements.

Rhythm, breathing, heartbeat, all under control.

This is just a few tricks. Ceng 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 out of breath.

However, although the opponent is very powerful and his sword moves have a great opening and closing, but Mo Xiao can rely on his own swordsmanship to change, his body skills are flexible, and at the speed that Feng Yujian Liu is best at, he can With the other party Zhou Xuan.

But it's just that, defeat is only a matter of time.

"Maybe to lose." Ceng Yi watched the battle between the two and said unhurriedly.

Mo Xin nodded in agreement, "It’s pretty good to be able to do this. He has been repelling swordsmanship since he was a child, and he who has been growing under my shadow has never been able to face it directly. I have never faced Kendo directly.

However, after my father was gone, after the dojo fell into decline, that year, I came back alone and saw him sitting alone in the empty dojo.

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

He began to take up the sword, facing himself, facing his heart.

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

It's for the sake of not wanting to see the cowardly self at the beginning. "

Hearing this, Ceng Yi couldn't help but stunned for a moment, watching the Mo Xiao who was holding the sword tightly in both hands and gritted his teeth to support that powerful slash.

"Unexpectedly, he has been smiling, not tuned, and he who is arrogant, still has such a story."

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

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

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

"Uh, what does this mean?"

Mo Xin turned his head, his eyes met the puzzled look of Ceng Yi, and said: "Actually, when you practiced against me, you didn't use all your strength, right."

This sentence made Ceng Yi froze, and it was immediately embarrassing.

"No, you are really strong."

Looking at the serious look of Ceng Yi, Mo Xin just smiled, "You don't have to fool me, I can still detect these. Are you afraid that I will feel inferior because of this? My kendo is not so fragile.

You are very strong, you should be the strongest young swordsman I have ever seen.

In the past few months, haven't you been teaching him swordsmanship?

Don’t you have any confidence in yourself? "

After hearing this, Ceng Yi couldn't help but smile, and looked at Mo Xiao who was in the fight.

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

"Yes. However, the opponent is better than Mo Xiao in terms of strength and physical fitness. However, the two are only one big difference, and Mo Xiao is about to break through to level 30, so , This gap between physical fitness and strength can be made up by swordsmanship.

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

Boom!

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

The powerful force made Mo Xiao keep stepping back. At this moment, he was already in a disadvantage, and it was only a matter of time before he would lose.

The opponent's powerful force and the wide opening and closing slashes made him extremely uncomfortable. To catch such a sword, it was already the limit for Mo Xiao now.

This feeling is like being hit by a giant beast!

Now, Mo Xiao's hands are trembling and numb, as if he is about to hold the hilt of the sword.

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

Is there a way to crack it?

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

Can you really beat the opponent’s Zhenyuan swordsmanship with the gusty wind and sword flow you learned?

You know, even if he is better than his father, he still loses!

Mo Xiao's face was pale, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, looking at the opposite direction, he rushed towards him, and then leaped high, preparing for a powerful leap, a touch of weakness in his heart couldn't help but rise.

Can I really defeat such an opponent?

Mo Xiao's eyes flashed a little diffusely.

Obviously, all are the gusts of wind and swords, why can my sister be so strong in cultivation? Even Brother Lang, had been in contact for less than a month and was able to practice to the point of proficiency.

Do I really have no talent for practicing kendo?

At this moment, Mo Xiao remembered what Ceng Yi had said to him.

"Mo Xiao, you have to remember that the wind is infinite, and it has all possibilities. It is not just a manifestation of speed. Sometimes, it is a gentle breeze, the ultimate softness, pervasive, everything does not invade . But again, it is a frantic storm, with the momentum to destroy everything, swallow everything, and change the color of the world!"

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

At this moment, the diffuse dispersion in Mo Xiao's eyes disappeared, revealing his intention to win! Those dark eyes, at this moment, are like the eyes of the storm that can swallow everything, looking directly at the leaping opponent.

At the extreme moment, he reacted.

The trembling and paralyzed hands suddenly became strong, and the right hand gripped the hilt of the sword, and thrust out!

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

What is this guy doing! Do you want to die?

Wu Yuan's eyes widened, a look of disbelief.

This guy actually wants his arm to block his slash.

Even if no spirit power is used, even if this is just a bladeless bamboo sword, if it falls on his arm, this power can still cut the arm!

Crazy man!

Boom!

The next second~IndoMTL.com~The battle scene is frozen here.

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

Broken left arm!

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

Just now, he felt the breath of death.

The other party keeps his hand! If this sword doesn't stop, my neck will be pierced by this bamboo sword without hesitation! And the other party’s price is just a left hand!

"Why?" Wu Yuan asked tremblingly. He couldn't understand why the other party wanted to do this.

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

"I won!"

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