Ronin from Douluo

Chapter Seventeen: Ronin

The sun slowly rises from the east, and the early morning light shines on the Sunset Forest. Through the dense branches and leaves, it forms a bunch of small beams of light, shining on the foggy and dense forest, and sometimes there is a clear chirping.

Insects chirped and birds chirped, and the whole forest was like a dream.

In the mist of the forest, a figure slowly walked in this psychedelic world, with its footsteps on the ground, but without making a sound, like a ghost, floating in the mist.

Suddenly, a black shadow rushed through the surrounding fog at an extremely fast speed and attacked the figure.

And that figure, as if it didn't know anything, continued to walk forward slowly, unaware that the danger was coming.

The sharp claws flashed with silver light under the dim light, and when they were about to touch the figure's neck, they suddenly disappeared.

In an instant, a figure appeared behind the black shadow. In his right hand, he held a sword at some point. The sword was silver, and the silver light flashed. The tip of the sword was dyed red, and slowly condensed into a drop, dripping from the tip of the sword.

, fell on a small stone on the ground, making a small clear sound.

"Too slow."

The figure whispered and put the sword into its sheath. The next moment, there was a loud roar and the howling wind blew away the surrounding fog, forming an empty zone. The figure and the black shadow appeared outside the fog.

The black shadow was a black panther. At this moment, it had a hole in its neck, and blood spurted out. It fell to the ground weakly, its body twitched, and it stopped breathing after a while.

And that figure was a man, about 1.7 meters tall, dressed in blue-grey clothes, with long black hair tied into a ponytail on the back of his head, bangs on his forehead, clear and deep black pupils, and a handsome face.

There is a slight smile on the corner of the mouth, which makes people feel very comfortable. On the left waist, there are two weapons, a long sword and a long knife. The temperament is unrestrained and unrestrained, and it is as sharp as the edge of a sword, but

But there is a hint of loneliness.

This person is Zeng Yi!

"It would be fine if a thousand-year soul beast or a ten-thousand-year soul beast come to trouble me, but you, a four-hundred-year-old cat, treat me as prey, who can you look down upon?"

Looking at the black panther lying on the ground with a yellow halo floating on his body, Zeng Yi said a disdainful word.

Then he walked towards the Black Panther's body.

"It just so happens that I'm almost out of food, so I'll use you as my food reserve for a while."

After more than an hour, Zeng Yi sat on a stone, holding a roasted and fragrant thigh in his hand, and began to enjoy it happily.

After eating, Zeng Yi took care of the scene, then jumped onto a big tree, found a thick branch, lay down lazily, narrowed his eyes slightly, and began to rest.

The breeze blows, and the branches and leaves on the trees make a rustling sound. Zeng Yi's clothes and bangs are also gently swaying, with a comfortable expression and great enjoyment.

"Four years!"

That's right! Zeng Yi stayed alone in the Sunset Forest for four years. He is now twelve years old.

In the past four years, he has been wandering alone in the sunset forest, and he has not met a human being. To be honest, no one has such luck. Moreover, he has not walked out of the sunset forest. He does not know the way.

, bumping around like a headless fly, and now, he doesn't even know where he is in the Sunset Forest.

If this were an ordinary person, trapped in this forest for four years, he would probably have a mental breakdown and go crazy. But Zeng Yi is not an ordinary person, he is a prodigal, an orphan. In this dangerous Sunset Forest

For him, it is like a survival game in the wilderness. He plays hide and seek with the spirit beasts every day, and practices when he has time. His life is quite fulfilling and interesting. But after a long time, there is a

A little boring and boring.

In the past four years, Zeng Yi's strength has also improved tremendously. After all, he has been living in this dangerous soul beast forest, fighting wits and courage with soul beasts every day, experiencing countless life-and-death fights, and being in danger of death again and again.

Hesitating on the edge, if his strength had not improved, then Zeng Yi would have found a stone and killed himself.

His soul power level also successfully exceeded level 20, and he also obtained a second soul ring suitable for him, becoming a great soul master. Now, Zeng Yi's soul power level is level 28 soul power.

The strength is not very strong, but it is not too weak either. In this sunset forest, if you are careful, you can still protect yourself.

As for Zeng Yi's second soul ring, the soul ring on Jianzhu, a plant-based soul beast with an age of more than 800 years, surprised him a little. Because his first soul ring was a thousand years old, so the second soul ring was

The soul ring may not be said to be ten thousand years old, but it must be at least a thousand years old! But I didn't expect it to be a hundred year old soul ring.

The soul ring of this soul beast was also chosen by his martial soul Langdao. At that time, Langdao also made a trembling clear cry just like when Zeng Yi obtained the first soul ring, telling Zeng Yi what he meant and that it needed this soul ring.

.

From the looks of it, this martial soul only chooses the soul ring that suits him, and doesn't care much about the age of the soul ring. However, this problem makes Zeng Yi very embarrassed! Feeling like this, am I not just a tool? Please,

You are my martial spirit, okay? In this way, I am the martial spirit of this sword. I don’t even have my own will. I have to ask for whatever spirit ring you want.

But afterwards, Zeng Yixiang felt better...

Facts have proved that Wuhun Langdao's choice was right. This second soul ring is very suitable for him. It can be said to be a perfect fit, which has greatly improved his strength.

Wuhun dad, no matter what you say from now on, whatever soul ring you want, I will fight to the death to get it for you!

But a soul beast that is more than 800 years old cannot be lost by Zeng Yi alone. Then Zeng Yi used a trick to lure a soul beast that was more than 900 years old and let them fight with each other. Both sides would suffer.

At that time, he ran out to perform a last-ditch attack. Zeng Yi's plan went perfectly, and he easily obtained his second soul ring.

So, the brain is a good thing!

After practicing on a tree branch for several hours, Zeng Yi opened his eyes, stood up and jumped off the tree, tapping his toes on the ground without making a single sound.

When he reached the third stage of practicing the Wind Control Sword Technique, Zeng Yi was able to skillfully use Feng Liu to make his body light and agile, as light as a swallow. He was able to move silently and his concealment skills were greatly improved. This made him feel that he

Not like a swordsman, but more like a breathless killer.

However, this also gave him more confidence to move around in the Sunset Forest without being in danger.

Now, he has to start today's mission to find those soul masters who have entered the Sunset Forest. Only by finding them can he leave this ghost place. Otherwise, he is a road fool and may be trapped in the Sunset Forest for the rest of his life.

"Okay, today's journey is about to begin." He clapped his hands and said with a smile, randomly choosing a direction, and the figure drove quickly and nimbly, like the wind.

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