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Chapter 250 Hero Story: Siblings
"I want to become a man like Li Bai and become the number one swordsman in the world!"

"I want to go up to the blue sky and embrace the bright moon!"

"Look at the sword!"

The unkempt young man could not hide his delicacy under the messy hair, his eyes shining like stars were full of aura and shining brightly.

The immature little hand is waving a wooden sword made of wooden sticks. Although it is a bit clumsy, it can be seen that the thought that was put into the carving is not exquisite.

With the wooden sword in his hand, the young man continued to draw circles one after another on the dusty ground, and he called them "sword circles" to himself, forming sword intent with each stroke.

The young man was a little selfless in the painting, and even forgot to wipe the snot that was about to drip from his nostrils. He had a natural and innocent face, and sometimes stood up suddenly, chanting some lines of "magic pen", while waving the wooden sword, posing Come out in a pose that pleases you.

"Yao, what are you doing!"

However, just when the young man was immersed in his own world, a cold voice, with a bit of ferocity, made him feel like falling into an ice cave, and directly pulled him back to reality.

"mirror"

Yao turned around, and as expected, there was a slender girl standing angrily. At this moment, her pupils, which were as clear as jewels, were full of chill, and she was staring at herself.

"Call me sister, don't be too big or small!"

Without further ado, Jing directly snatched the wooden sword from Yao's hand, but Yao's reaction speed was naturally not as fast as Jing's, so he could only watch helplessly as his beloved wooden sword was taken away.

"Give it back to me! I want to use him to practice Li Bai's sword skills!"

Although he was very afraid of his elder sister Dongfang Jing, Yao still mustered up his courage and rushed into Jing's arms like a bull, trying to take back the wooden sword, after all, it was his beloved treasure.

"Li Bai's swordsmanship, could it be that you can learn it by playing around like this?"

His cold and heroic eyebrows raised, Jing showed no mercy, stopped Yao with one hand, and crushed the wooden sword into pieces with the other.

"you!!!"

Seeing with his own eyes that his beloved wooden sword was destroyed into powder, Yao was so angry that he almost suffocated and passed out.

"What about me? If you don't accept it, then you can fight me. If you win, I will naturally apologize to you."

Jing still raised his head proudly, looked half kneeling on the ground, and caressed his younger brother who had been crushed into powder, but there was a hint of unbearable in his cold eyes.

However, the comforting words were not uttered after all. Jing picked out two swords out of nowhere, one was held in his hand, and the other was thrown on the ground, making a "bang-dang" sound in Yao's ear. echoed.

"Stand up and attack me with this sword."

"But."

"No but!"

Before Yao could react, Jing had already launched an offensive, and the tip of the sword hit like fine raindrops, making Yao unable to defend himself, and he fell staggeringly before he could stand still.

"If you react like this, not to mention learning Li Bai's swordsmanship, even if it is the worst swordsmanship in the world, you will not be able to learn it!"

The tip of Jing's sword touched Yao's throat, and said coldly.

"Hmph, don't underestimate this genius!"

Yao waved his sword to split the tip of Jing's sword, and launched an attack, slashing horizontally and sideways. Although he had a bit of brute force that should not be underestimated, he had no rules at all and was full of loopholes.

"Keng Keng Keng——"

The sound of interlacing swords and swords resounded over the open field. It lasted from the scorching sun at noon to the sunset in the evening, and then stopped with the sound of panting.

"you lose."

The mirror is still standing under the slowly setting sun, and the smooth jade-like face has not even dripped a trace of sweat, and it looks like it is doing a job with ease.

"What is your foundation, and what exactly do you want to cultivate? Even if you have never thought about these things, you will only achieve nothing."

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Unlike the mirror, Yao has completely collapsed on the ground, the sword has already been thrown aside, his whole body is drenched with sweat, and he is panting heavily, but his eyes are still unwilling, looking angrily in front of him, condescending sister.

The clothes were in tatters, all caused by the sword energy just now, and from the forehead, there was a burning pain, and one could tell without eyes, that there was bright red blood there.

Yes, I failed again.

Yao couldn't help being a little discouraged, and even had the urge to hiss and roar.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter what aspect it is, I always overwhelm my sister mirror, and I have no sense of existence.

Yao has always wanted to prove himself, and relying on the sword manual he got from a chance encounter with Li Bai in Chang'an City, he secretly studied hard behind his back behind his mirror.

He longed that one day he would be able to defeat the mirror and fulfill this wish since he was a child.

However, everything always backfired. Even if he practiced according to the "Qinglian Sword Art", he was still not as good as his sister Jing.

Obviously the moves she practiced were learned with her when she was a child, but why can she use such powerful power and such superb swordsmanship?
"I really don't understand, what do the boys who pursue you think, they would fall in love with such a vicious woman like you."

Looking at the back of the mirror quietly going away under the setting sun, Yao couldn't help complaining.

"The Sword of the Great River is coming from the sky!"

"Scorching Meteor Sword, I am the star in the sky!"

In the dead of night, Yao was still practicing one move after another according to the sword manual. The loud voice even disturbed the stars in the sky. They hid behind the clouds and watched him silently.

"Damn old lady, I managed to make a wooden sword with great difficulty, and this is ruined by me!"

Halfway through the practice, Yao remembered what happened at noon again, and a fire arose in his heart. Taking advantage of no one in the field, he ran to the middle of the field, and shouted to the empty and distant sky: "Jing is a big idiot! He is the number one genius in the world!"

I don't know how many times I yelled this sentence, until the anger in my heart completely dissipated, Yao let out a breath slowly, feeling much more at ease.

"Anyway, old sister doesn't know what she's doing every day. She's so mysterious that even my own brother can't figure it out."

Yao is not worried about what she just said being heard by the mirror, because she often goes out and stays by her side occasionally.

"Hey, luckily I made an extra spare sword back then, and it can come in handy now."

Remembering that he still hid a spare wooden sword somewhere, Yao smiled openly, taking advantage of the bright silver moonlight, and ran towards the memory.

However, when I came to the buried place and dug for a long time, I couldn't see anything, it was empty.

"Is this what you're looking for?"

The cold voice sounded faintly, and Yao was startled. Just when he looked back, he saw Jing leaning against a tree, looking at him silently.

(End of this chapter)