Ronin from Douluo

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Mo Xiao, who was on the side, glanced at Zeng Yi who was a little stunned, then looked at his sister, and said worriedly: "Sister, this is not good! Brother Lang has just recovered, and he may have even forgotten how to fight.

Now, would it be too much for you to come and spar with him?"

Hearing this, Mo Xin couldn't help but glance at him and said, "You want to say that I bullied people? How about you come?"

"I?"

Mo Xiao couldn't help but be stunned, and then looked at the tall Zeng Yi, and couldn't help but feel guilty. Although he was nominally the heir of the gym, his strength was only that of a great soul master in his twenties, who was fifteen years old.

, in such a state, the talent may be quite good for someone of the same age, but compared with his sister, it is a bit mediocre.

Moreover, he does not have the ability to teach others! Therefore, it is better to teach this kind of thing to an outstanding sister.

"Haha, forget it, sister, come here." Mo Xiao laughed dryly, and then glanced at Zeng Yi with some pity in his eyes.

His elder sister is very powerful. Although she is only five years older than him, there is a huge difference in strength between them.

At such a young age, he has already reached the Soul King realm. Otherwise, he would not have received the title of Sword Sect granted by Jian Shen Palace!

Although his goal is to surpass his sister and become a gym leader who can stand alone, this idea is really difficult to realize.

What's more, he knew his sister's temper, which was extremely fiery and irrational in her actions.

Can she really teach Mo Lang like this? She is really good at beating people! Looking at the two people facing each other with bamboo swords, Mo Xiao muttered in his heart.

"Get ready, let's get started."

"Uh, okay."

Zeng Yi, who was still in a daze, couldn't help but raise his head to look at Mo Xin, quickly responded, and then held the bamboo sword in one hand.

Mo Xin held the bamboo sword tightly with both hands. Looking at Zeng Yi who was in a hurry, he couldn't help but wonder, is a person like him really a master of swordsmanship?

To be honest, it is really outrageous to lose his memory and even lose his own swordsmanship.

Alas~

Mo Xin sighed secretly in his heart, and then his eyes became sharp. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the dojo began to become solemn.

"Alang, try attacking me."

"Is this okay?" Looking at Mo Xin who looked serious, Zeng Yi hesitated.

Although Mo Xin looked very imposing in her posture, he always felt that Mo Xin's body was full of flaws, and it seemed that he could defeat her with just one casual blow.

Zeng Yi was a little scared, not because he was afraid of fighting, but because he was instinctively afraid of his own strength. It seemed that as soon as he made a move, demons would break out of the cage.

His intuition told him that he had such terrifying power in his body, so he couldn't take action.

"Well, why don't you attack first." Zeng Yi suggested with some embarrassment.

Hearing the sound, Mo Xin couldn't help but be startled, looked at him, and asked tentatively, "Are you sure?"

Zeng Yi nodded, indicating that she was relieved.

Mo Xin couldn't help but sigh. Even though it was like this, the way he held the sword looked very casual, full of flaws, and he looked completely defenseless.

Are you too confident, or are you just a novice at swordsmanship?

Mo Xin was confused for a moment. Before, she thought that he could instinctively perform basic swordsmanship smoothly and would be a very powerful swordsman. But at this moment, she couldn't help but doubt her own judgment.

Forget it, give it a try, maybe he will surprise you.

Mo Xin thought to herself, then took a deep breath.

"drink!"

A powerful shout resounded in the dojo. She held the bamboo sword tightly in both hands, looked directly at her opponent, stepped forward, and slashed with the sword.

A straight chop!

The attack was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Xin appeared in front of Zeng Yi, holding the bamboo sword high in both hands, and then slashed it down.

The bamboo sword without an edge tore through the airflow and struck Zeng Yi's forehead.

Zeng Yi stood there stupidly, raising his head and watching the bamboo sword slash down without any reaction.

It seems that there is no chance to dodge.

"Get away quickly!"

When Mo Xiao saw this scene, he shouted worriedly at Zeng Yi, but he did not waver at all.

In the eyes of others, Zeng Yi was already defeated. The gap between the two was clearly visible to the naked eye.

However, from the perspective of Zeng Yi, a person in person, it was a different picture.

He raised his head and watched the bamboo sword fall. The next moment, it would be chopped on his head. However, at this moment, there was no trace of panic in his eyes. Instead, he was very calm, like a silent person.

Like a pond.

So slow!

For some reason, Zeng Yi felt that Mo Xin's movements were so slow. Even though her speed seemed very fast to the outside world, in his own eyes, her speed was slowing down one by one.

He could clearly capture the trajectory of her movements, and even hear the other person's breathing and heartbeat. In just a moment, every flaw in her was very clear.

This attack was full of flaws and the speed of the attack left Zeng Yi with no desire to dodge, even if the bamboo sword was about to fall on his forehead in the next second.

Zeng Yi seemed very confident that he could dodge the attack the moment the bamboo sword touched his skin and subdue the person wielding the sword.

Whoosh!

At the last moment, under Mo Xiao's wide-eyed shock, the bamboo sword stopped half an inch away from Zeng Yi's forehead.

The energy carried by the bamboo sword chopped down, blowing Zeng Yi's long hair away.

When Mo Xiao saw his sister stop her hand in time, her tense heart couldn't help but relax.

Mo Xin looked at Zeng Yi who was frozen on the spot and couldn't help but feel a little angry. She put away the bamboo sword and stared at him with her big eyes, "Alang, what are you doing? You can't even move, it's very dangerous, okay!"

"

Looking at Mo Xin, Zeng Yi stretched out his hand and scratched his cheek with some embarrassment, "Sorry, you were too fast and I didn't react."

As he said this, Zeng Yi felt very embarrassed.

In fact, he just felt that Mo Xin was very weak and slow, which made him have no desire to dodge. However, Zeng Yi also knew that such words must not be said directly.

I still have to leave some face to her.

"You are very powerful, I am no match for you." Zeng Yi looked at Mo Xin seriously and said these words against his will.

"Hey, there's no such thing, it's just so-so."

Mo Xin, who originally had an angry look on his face, immediately disappeared after hearing this compliment and turned into a look of joy and pride.

Although she knows that she is excellent, if others say it in such a serious manner, even she, who is careless, will feel embarrassed.

However, Zeng Yi really didn't see any hint of embarrassment on her proud smiling face.

"Sister, let me tell you, you are a level 53 Soul King, and you came here to sparring from the very beginning. How could Brother Lang be your opponent?" Mo Xiao complained to his sister.

However, Mo Xin glared at him fiercely and said, "What does it have to do with me being in the Soul King realm? Have you seen me using my soul power and martial arts? This is just basic swordsmanship training!"

"Uh, it seems so!" After hearing this, Mo Xiao felt that this was the case.

Glancing at her silly brother, Mo Xin looked at Zeng Yi again and said, "Alang, let's continue. This time you attack me. I'll be your sparring partner."

"Ah? No, no, no." Zeng Yi heard that he was about to hit him again and quickly shook his head.

"Let's start with the basics and do combat training from the beginning. I don't know what I should do and I'm confused."

Looking at the reluctant Zeng Yi, Mo Xin thought that he was intimidated by her and did not dare to spar with her. But she had no choice but to agree.

Maybe, he shouldn't be so impatient. Starting from the beginning is also a good way. Maybe let him recall the memory of practicing swordsmanship in the past and help him recover!

"All right."