Arknights is too real, right?

Sakura Wulan lost, he did lose.

In the battle between swords and knives, he lost completely.

This sword-drawing technique, which has been passed down from generation to generation by the Yingwu family and has been brought to its peak here, actually only scratched the skin on Xiao Yunye's neck.

On the contrary, as the attacker, he was stabbed through the shoulder by a long sword from unknown time.

There is no doubt that Xiao Yunye had completely seen through him the moment he made his move.

For everyone, the world is not a static picture, but a long runway.

You can run, and others can run, it’s just a matter of who is faster and who is slower.

Of course, some people may choose to stop and rest, or never run again.

But that's someone else's business, and you can't deprive others of their right to choose to run or not.

decades ago.

The high-spirited Juyoro Sakurabu went to the Yan Kingdom alone. He fought with Xiao Yunye for three days and three nights at the top of Qingyun Peak, and was finally defeated.

It can be seen from this that the strength gap between Yingwu Jyuyerou and Xiao Yunye is not that big. If the gap is really one in the sky and one on the ground, then Yingwu Jyuyerou will not be unwilling to spend his life. Obsessed.

Now, decades later.

Sakurabu Arashi's talent far exceeds that of his grandfather Sakuratake Juyorō, and he is also stronger by more than one level in terms of strength. This is an indisputable fact in the hearts of Eastern Kingdom warriors.

But like this, when he faced the same opponent as his grandfather back then, he couldn't hold on for 3 minutes.

This is why?

It was clear that Xiao Yunye had entered his twilight years. For martial arts practitioners, his physical strength and reflexes would be compromised at this age, not even half as good as when he was young.

And why couldn't he defeat Xiao Yunye and couldn't even hold on for 3 minutes?

In the courtyard of the Sakurawu family's mansion.

Blood flowed backwards along the edge of Qingyun Sword. Feeling the sharp pain of his shoulder, Ying Wulan's eyes widened in shock.

His lips moved slightly, and he trembled and said three words.

"Why?"

Xiao Yunye held the sword in one hand. It was only then that the blood stains on his neck that were scratched by the cherry blossom knife began to ooze faintly.

The old face was very calm. In the life-and-death confrontation just now, he didn't even breathe.

"I don't know why I lost."

"I don't understand."

"Young man, you have lost your heart."

"Heart?"

"Sakura Takelan, if I guess correctly, your grandfather is Sakura Takeshi Toyorō."

Being penetrated by the Qingyun Sword on the shoulder, Ying Wulan didn't have any expression of pain on her face, only shock.

He asked loudly and impatiently.

"Why? Why! I'm obviously stronger than grandpa, and I defeated grandpa many years ago!"

There was a slight tremor in Xiao Yunye's pupils.

Although he had no children in his life, he could see some things more clearly.

"Yingwulan, do you really think you are better than your grandfather?"

This was the first time in Yingwu Lan's life that he was asked this ridiculous-sounding question face to face, and he replied loudly and excitedly.

"Isn't it natural? I defeated my grandfather. Do you mean that he was cheating? He lost to me on purpose?"

"No."

Xiao Yunye shook his head gently.

"From what I know about Juyoro Sakurabu, he will never give in, even if the opponent is his descendant."

"Then why? He obviously lost. Doesn't this prove that I am better than grandpa?"

"Juyorozu Sakurabu also lost in his heart."

Ying Wulan's pupils shrank to a small point and he shouted excitedly.

"I don't understand! I don't understand!"

Seeing him like this, Xiao Yunye's old face showed a trace of a vicissitudes of smile.

"Maybe Juyoro Sakurabu doesn't understand it himself, but in my opinion, the reason why he lost to you is because you are his grandson."

Hearing Xiao Yunye's words, Ying Wulan's excitement suddenly stopped. Compared with the penetrating wound on his shoulder, these words hurt him more fatally.

The real meaning that Xiao Yunye wanted to express could be reflected in a more straightforward sentence.

[It’s not that I have become stronger, but that you are too weak]

Back then, Juyorozu Sakurabu didn't deliberately let off steam, but his mentality changed when facing his grandson. It was this subtle change that caused him to lose to his grandson.

The human heart is the most complex thing. Although Xiao Yunye cannot understand this state of mind, he is very sure of this conclusion.

Because, Yingwu Lan is indeed not as strong as Yingwu Juyaro.

Obviously, this famous sword god of the East Kingdom is just living in his dream of being the strongest. Until now, he has not understood the truth.

That is, there is no such thing as the strongest in the world.

There are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the world. As long as the flow of time cannot be stopped, there will be no number one in the world.

For Sakura Wulan, this is a very cruel fact.

In the night wind, he lowered his head and his shoulders were shaking slightly, not because of the pain, but because he could not accept such a result.

Suddenly, he suddenly raised his face, his expression distorted by the strong emotional stimulation.

"No, I am the best in the world!"

With a roar, Ying Wulan ignored the Qingyun Sword that penetrated his shoulder and slashed the Sakura Sword towards Xiao Yunye again.

"puff!"

Xiao Yunye drew out the Qingyun Sword almost at the same time, and the blood splashed out.

"Ding!"

The speeding Sakura Knife was held at the neck.

At this time, Ying Wulan was overwhelmed by the strong unwillingness, and her sword skills became unorganized.

The shoulder that was penetrated made it impossible to lift his entire right arm. He held the knife in his left hand and slashed wildly at Xiao Yunye while roaring crazily.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

However, in all the slashes he made after that, he never touched Xiao Yunye at all, not even the sword.

In a flash, Xiao Yunye's movement seemed to be faster than light. Before the Sakura Knife struck, the blade had cut two bloody marks on Ying Wulan's chest.

"Whoa, whoa!"

The blue gown shattered along with the blood mist. The next second, Xiao Yunye came closer, sheathing his sword and raising his palm.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, this palm hit Ying Wulan's chest steadily. At the same time, the hilt of the Qingyun Sword also hit Ying Wulan's wrist holding the sword hard.

"Pooh!"

The palm hit the injured chest, and most of Ying Wulan's upper body clothes were shattered. The next second, blood spurted out from her whole body.

The left hand holding the knife was also hit hard at the same time, the palm of the hand was numb, and the Sakura Knife fell from his hand.

"boom!"

After landing, Ying Wulan slid more than ten meters against the ground like a broken sack.

Not far away, with a "bang", the Sakura Knife that had been released fell to the side in an awkward manner.

The entire courtyard fell into dead silence again.

On the other side of the courtyard, the current head of the Sakurawu family, Sakurawu Shanxiong, sat down on the ground in fright.

Seeing Xiao Yunye beating Ying Wulan into a state of disarray like I beat my son, he vaguely recalled the last words his grandfather said when he decided to retire.

[Xiao Yunye is recognized as the number one swordsman in the Yan Kingdom, but in my heart, he is truly the number one in the world]