Ronin from Douluo

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In the dojo, at the moment when the picture was frozen, everyone was so nervous that they held their breath and looked at this side.

"Mo Xiao!"

Just when Mo Xiao was about to lose his hold and fell over, Mo Xin appeared next to his younger brother, and stretched out his hand to support him.

"Sister...sister, how is it...I'm not ashamed..." Mo Xiao, who was lying in her sister's arms, resisted the severe pain of the severed arm. face, and smiled at her.

Looking at his younger brother's appearance, Mo Xin's left arm was obviously bent and deformed, and his eyes became very cold.

However, looking at her younger brother, Mo Xin had to smile, and she nodded to him.

"Yes, you won!"

Hearing her sister's affirmation, Mo Xiao smiled happily, like a child who got a reward.

In the end, he finally couldn't bear the pain in his body, closed his eyes, and fell into a coma.

On the other side, the people of Zhenyuan Gymnasium watched this scene, but they didn't dare to make a sound. The atmosphere in this gymnasium seemed extremely depressing.

In the dojo, the extremely oppressive atmosphere remained silent for almost a minute, and someone finally broke the silence.

"we lose!"

The person who spoke was Xie Yue, the team leader of Zhenyuan Gymnasium.

"Master Xie, I..."

Wu Yuan, who was fighting Mo Xiao, heard the verdict, and looked at Xie Yue unwillingly.

However, he was so intimidated by Xie Yue's serious eyes that he stopped what he wanted to say.

"You should know that you have already lost!"

Facing Shang Jieyue's eyes, Wu Yuan was speechless, and lowered his head guiltily.

Xie Yue walked forward, looked at the unconscious Mo Xiao in Mo Xin's arms, and said with respect in his eyes, "We lost, he is a respectable swordsman."

"Since you lost, then get out of here!" Mo Xin raised her eyes, staring coldly at the other party.

"Feel sorry!"

Xie Yue could well understand her mood at the moment. After all, his relatives were seriously injured, and his kendo might be ruined because of this. The other party did not lose control of his emotions, and was already trying his best to restrain his anger.

Logically speaking, as the side that kicked the gym, it would be ridiculous to go back in such a disheveled manner, but they lost, and the rules are like this, not to mention that the opponent has the background of the Sword God Palace, even if it is the shock behind them. Yuan Dao Hall is also very fearful.

Xie Yue didn't say anything, but gave the students a look to signal, and walked out in a little embarrassment.

Zeng Yi followed behind these people, and when they had completely walked out of the gate, he quickly closed the gate.

boom!

Zeng Yi returned to the dojo, seeing Mo Xin warming Mo Xiao's broken left hand with his soul power, he couldn't help sighing.

"For a victory, the price is an arm, is it really worth it?"

"I don't know, maybe it was worth it for him. Because the people he defeated were not just the opponent, he defeated the weak self he once was.

Only with this kind of spirit can one be called a qualified swordsman, isn't it? "Mo Xin said calmly.

Zeng Yi quite agrees with her statement, but seeing his brother's arm broken, and even unable to pick up a sword in the future, how can he maintain such a calm expression, he can't figure out what this person is thinking up.

"Maybe, but what will he do in the future? Give up the sword?" Zeng Yi couldn't imagine how disappointed and painful Mo Xiao would be when he woke up and found out about his situation.

"Oh, how can it be so easy to give up, it's just a hand, if that alone can make him give up the way of the sword, then his determination in the way of the sword is nothing more than that.

What's more, he must have made a decision at that moment. "

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When Mo Xiao opened his eyes again, he sat up from the bed and saw Zeng Yi sitting beside him.

"woke up?"

Mo Xiao looked at Zeng Yi who was staring at him with a smile on his face, his mind was still a little confused, and then he felt the strong agreement from his left arm, which woke him up.

I saw that my left arm was already wrapped in gauze, and a white sling was hanging around my neck, hanging my left hand.

This is when Mo Xiao finally realized what happened.

He looked at Zeng Yi and asked, "Brother Lang, how many days have I slept?"

"About two days, how do you feel now?"

Hearing Zeng Yi's words, Mo Xiao couldn't help laughing wryly, "My brother, do you think my current situation is okay?"

"I can complain about myself, and I seem to be in good spirits." Zeng Yi smiled, reached out and patted him on the shoulder.

The next second there was a miserable scream in the room.

After about a week, Mo Xiao's body has almost recovered, except for the accident that he couldn't move his left hand.

On this day, Zeng Yi came to the dojo as usual, but this time, the dojo was a little different.

Because there was one more figure, and that was Mo Xiao.

He was still the same, with his left hand wrapped in bandages and hanging around his neck.However, he used the other arm to hold a bamboo sword tightly with one hand, and practiced swinging and chopping.

Seeing Zeng Yi appearing in the dojo, Mo Xiao also stopped what he was doing.

"Brother Lang."

"Hehe, why is it so early today." Zeng Yi smiled and walked to his side.

"I'm already like this. If I don't work hard, I will really be abandoned by the sword." Mo Xiao smiled wryly.

He lowered his head, looked at the bamboo sword in his hand, and looked at his useless left hand, feeling a little sad.

Even though I am so young, I have never even talked to a girlfriend. Now that I am disabled, wouldn't it be even more difficult to find a girlfriend?

"what happened?"

"Say, can I still hold a sword?"

Zeng Yi was not only taken aback for a moment, but then laughed, "You're just a teenage brat, so don't say such bitter words as if you've gone through all the vicissitudes of life in the world of mortals and experienced great sorrow and catastrophe.

Now, aren't you holding the sword? "

Mo Xiao, who was a little depressed, was dissipated by Zeng Yi's words. He raised his head and looked at Zeng Yi with a smile, "That's right! It's just a loss of one hand, and he can already practice swordsmanship! Sister didn't say anything, even one of the nine sword masters in the Sword God Palace is a one-armed sword master!

So, I can do it too! "

"Oh? You're quite confident. Do you want to become the next one-armed sword master?"

"Uh, it may be a little bit more difficult, but there is still a long way to go. Maybe I stumbled and fell off a cliff outside that day, got an adventure, and maybe I flew into the sky."

Looking at Mo Xiao who regained his confidence, Zeng Yi smiled and reached out to rub his hair, then sat on the floor, looked at him, and patted the place beside him.

Seeing this, Mo Xiao also sat beside Zeng Yi.

"Can you tell me something about you and that Zhenyuan Gym?"

When Mo Xiao heard Zeng Yi's words, his body couldn't help but pause, and the smile on his face couldn't help disappearing, and he became silent.

"Our Blast Gym, is it the same as Zhenyuan Gym? Compared with Brother Lang, you can guess a little bit. Five years ago, this empty Gym is still the number one kendo gym in the town with many students. And Zhenyuan gymnasium has been ranked behind our blast gymnasium.

They are all gymnasiums with different schools of swordsmanship, and everyone is teaching their own school of swordsmanship in the town to carry forward.

However, no matter where it is, as long as it is swordsmanship, there will be battles, and the struggle between schools has never stopped.

The same is true for our Gale Wind Gym and He Zhenyuan Gym.

Three years ago, my father, who was the previous head of the gymnasium, had a fight with the head of the Zhenyuan gymnasium in a sword and soul fight.

The loser will dismiss all the students in the gym, and then close the gym for three years, and will not be able to recruit any more students.

But in the end, my father, he lost. "

"So, did your father die in that duel?"

Hearing this, Mo Xiao shook his head.

"No, my father didn't die in that sword and soul fight. He just lost a move. However, after losing, as a swordsman, he could only abide by the oath he made at the beginning and dismiss all the disciples. Announce the closure of the museum." Mo Xiao said very quietly.

"And then?" Zeng Yi asked.

"Because the blast gym was destroyed in the hands of his father, he blamed himself and felt ashamed, and used strong alcohol to numb himself all day long. Finally...finally, evil spirits were attracted."

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