Ronin from Douluo

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"I think you have good talent in swordsmanship and want to accept you as my disciple. What do you think?"

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin stood with his back to Zeng Yi and said lightly.

The breeze blew slowly from outside the window. Sword Douluo's white robes and long white hair were blowing in the wind, and his temperament was ethereal, giving people a feeling of immortality.

Come on, agree quickly! Kneel down and call me master.

The corners of Chen Xin's mouth were slightly raised, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

He, Chen Xin, cultivates as a titled Douluo, and is known as Chen Xin of Sword Dao. He is the person with the highest cultivation level of Sword Dao in Douluo Continent.

Because everyone who was stronger than him was dead, such as Chen Xin's father and his grandfather.

However, if a person like him, a titled Douluo who stands at the pinnacle of the soul master's achievements, wants to accept a disciple, thinking about it, a young man would be so excited and incoherent that he would kneel down and become a disciple on the spot.

I believe that this young man is no exception.

"No." Zeng Yi's faint voice came from behind.

"Very good, what do you say, teacher?"

When the voice sounded, Chen Xin thought that Zeng Yi had agreed, and his face was very happy. But when he heard it clearly, his body staggered and he was instantly dumbfounded.

Did I hear that right? A Titled Douluo, or a top Titled Douluo, taking you as a disciple, shouldn't he be so excited that he bursts into tears? Refuse? Who gave you the courage to refuse?

Chen Xin couldn't believe his ears.

"Sorry! Senior, I think we may not be suitable." Zeng Yi said clearly that he did not want to be his Sword Douluo's apprentice.

Although it is a good choice to have a titled Douluo as your disciple, and Sword Douluo is a strong one among the titled Douluo. Just like his title, his sword skills can reach the gods. Zeng Yi is able to worship him as his disciple, which is the best choice.

Good choice.

However, Zeng Yi is not stupid. How could you be so happy that you want to accept me as your disciple?

He suddenly came over and beat me half to death, and then accepted me as his disciple. Before combining what happened before, he pretended to be a member of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, and then was chased by Wuhun Palace, and then was approached by Sword Douluo.

, what do you think, the things behind this are definitely not that simple.

Zeng Yi felt that there must be some conspiracy involved.

If the previous series of things hadn't happened, Zeng Yi might have agreed, but now, he always felt like there was a conspiracy surrounding him.

You know, Sword Douluo is a member of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect! Once he joins, he will have to stand on the opposite side of the Wuhun Palace in the future and fall into an endless whirlpool.

It's not that Zeng Yi is afraid of the Wuhun Palace, it just feels like it's troublesome. He doesn't have any lingering grudges with the Wuhun Palace, so there's no need to go against the Wuhun Palace and waste his energy.

He is just a wanderer, and he doesn't want to leave too many bonds, because he will leave this world sooner or later, and having too many emotions will only bring sadness.

As for the war between the protagonist group and Wuhun Palace in the later stage of Douluo, Zeng Yi did not intend to intervene. He just watched silently and it was none of his business.

Zeng Yi doesn't have any feelings for the protagonist in the plot. He wants to be a good brother with the protagonist, or is like a sand sculpture time traveler in some novel, wanting to collect some harem as soon as he comes. Zeng Yi just wants to practice quietly to level 100.

Then leave this world and find your way home.

In this world, there are not many things worthy of Zeng Yi's nostalgia. The parents in this world left Zeng Yi with only broken memories. The rest are basically lonely and sad. But the original world, the earth, was there for twenty years.

Memories are not something you just forget.

Maybe they don't remember it anymore, but I should at least go back and take a look.

As for cultivating to level 100, Zeng Yi plans to take his time and practice while wandering around and seeing the scenery of this world. In this way, his trip to this world will not be in vain. Perhaps, this kind of experience in the world of mortals will be useful in the future.

Will it help you break through the realm and become a god?

As for the requirements of the Shabi system, Zeng Yicai didn't bother to care about it. He left himself and ran away to play, and then let himself practice well to become a god. Then we left together. What if I left you? How fast can I practice alone? Can I win as many as

The boss of the system, do a task, just click on it, and you will be upgraded? Are you kidding me?

No, I also want to travel happily and practice happily. When the system comes back, if I haven’t reached level 100 yet, I’ll push myself hard.

Anyway, Zeng Yi knew that if he didn't become a god, he wouldn't be able to leave this system, so he was panicking.

"Why? Do you think I am not qualified to be your master?" Chen Xin grabbed Zeng Yi's shoulders and asked sternly, his fierce momentum making the temperature of the whole room feel a bit colder.

If it had been anyone else, he would have ignored all his psychological concerns. I, a titled Douluo, the most accomplished swordsman in the entire continent, would accept someone as my disciple, and how dare I refuse?

But, this person is not good! His Chenxin must accept this person as his disciple, let alone the Wuhun Palace. With his talent in swordsmanship, his Chenxin must also accept this person as his disciple and pass on all his swordsmanship to him.

he.

Chen Xin's lifelong wish was to see the man standing on the top of the continent, a swordsman. He could not realize it himself, but in this young man, he saw hope.

Even if it is forced, he must accept Zeng Yi as his disciple, teach him the art of swordsmanship, and make him the number one.

In this Douluo Continent, I have been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for too long!

The strength of Chen Xin's hand made Zeng Yi's shoulder hurt, and he quickly said: "No, senior, you are qualified. It is a great honor for this junior to be able to be a disciple of such a powerful titled Douluo, but"

A bitter look appeared on Zeng Yi's face.

"But what?" Chen Xin let go of his hand and asked.

Zeng Yi rubbed his shoulders, then took out a token from the space ring, and said: "Senior, I'm really sorry, because I have already joined the Wuhun Palace, I am a member of the Wuhun Palace, and you are a member of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

I don’t want to be a traitor who betrays the sect. Now that I have joined Wuhun Hall, I will be a member of Wuhun Hall for the rest of my life.”

Zeng Yi said with a serious face that the token in his hand was the Wuhun Palace's token, which he got from killing the Soul King of the Wuhun Palace.

Believe it or not, you, Sword Douluo, won’t force yourself, right? A dignified and titled Douluo, how can you be so shameless as to snatch a disciple from another force?

Zeng Yi was secretly happy, he was still very smart.

After hearing Zeng Yi's words, Chen Xin didn't expect that since this person was like this, he looked at Zeng Yi with a very strange look.

Do you think I'm stupid? What if you were from Wuhun Palace? Wuhun Palace came to my Qibao Glazed Sect to propose marriage? Did you say this to the people from Wuhun Palace at that time?

"Boy, do you really think I'm stupid?" Chen Xin said in a deep voice with a very ugly face.

This made Zeng Yi feel a little flustered. Could this lie have been discovered?

"No, this junior is really from Wuhun Palace." Zeng Yi continued to quibble with a sense of luck.

"Hmph, even if you are from Wuhun Hall, starting from today, you are also my Sword Douluo's disciple." Chen Xin snorted coldly, and a trace of a titled Douluo level aura emitted, scaring Xiao Ju to tremble in Zeng Yi's arms.

, and Zeng Yi was also frightened.

"Haha, senior, isn't this bad?"

Bang~

There was a distant sound of the door opening, and a small figure hurried into the room.

"Grandpa Master, how is my master?"

Seeing his apprentice Xiao Yanque calling Sword Douluo this way, Zeng Yi felt a black line on his head.

Your master, I haven’t agreed to accept this person as my teacher. How come you, little girl, call me so dear to my master and grandpa? You make me, master, very embarrassed! Xiaoyanque

At night, Zeng Yi was alone in the room, quietly stood up from the bed, tidied up, and left a small note on the table.

When Xiao Ju saw her master's appearance, she was about to scream, but Zeng Yi clamped her mouth down and made a silent gesture.

Put Xiaoju into his clothes, and then walk to the window softly.

That's right, Zeng Yi planned to run away now. He had a strong feeling that following this Sword Douluo would bring bad luck. As for his disciple, Xiao Yan Que, let her follow that Sword Douluo first. Zeng Yi saw

Sword Douluo was very kind to Yan Que, treating Yan Que as if he were his granddaughter, and Zeng Yi was also very relieved.

Moreover, it is a good choice for Yanque to join the Qibao Glazed Sect. At least it is better than wandering around on her own, and she will have many friends to play with. In this way, her life will be more perfect.

Goodbye, Xiao Yanque. When Master becomes stronger, he will definitely go to the Qibao Glazed Sect to see you.

Zeng Yi promised in his heart, and then his figure flashed and disappeared into the room.

Under the moonlight, a figure kept flickering on the roof, it was Zeng Yi who was escaping.

Step forward and chop, step forward and chop, step forward and chop

Goodbye, Sword Douluo, ah ah ah ah

But not long after he was happy, Zeng Yi's body suddenly stopped, with a bitter look on his face.

In front of him, there was a figure standing on the roof. Under the bright moonlight, you could clearly see this person. He was wearing a white robe, and his white hair was gently fluttering in the night wind.

"My good disciple, it's so late, where are you going?"

"Hehehe, I'll come out and enjoy the breeze, hehehe."

Looking at Sword Douluo in front of him, Zeng Yi's mouth twitched.

"It just so happens that my teacher also likes to stand under the moonlight and blow in the wind."

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