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The rising sun rose in the east, and a wisp of purple air passed by in the sky. The early rays of the sun fell on Zeng Yi, who was sitting cross-legged on the roof.
Feeling the warmth of the early sun, Zeng Yi's closed eyes suddenly opened, and his clear water-like pupils seemed to be shining with light, capturing people's thoughts.
"Ah~"
Zeng Yi stood up, raised his hands involuntarily, bent his waist back, stretched his waist, and let out a pleasant moan.
After a night of soul training, Zeng Yi felt that he was more energetic in the early morning.
Zeng Yi twisted his waist back and forth, stretched his body a few times, jumped lightly, and landed firmly on the ground in the courtyard.
"It seems that there will be good weather today." Zeng Yi raised his head and looked at the rising morning light, seeming to be in a good mood.
After stretching his body, Zeng Yi pulled out the bamboo cutter from his waist and began to practice swordsmanship.
In the courtyard, the figure was as agile as the wind, and every slashing movement was extremely powerful. The sound of the blade tearing the air echoed in the empty courtyard.
Every movement and every slash in Zeng Yi's hands was extremely skillful and natural, just like a delicate and beautiful painting. It took hundreds of times of tempering to create such a work.
The set of swordsmanship practiced by Zeng Yi only has a few movements, which are simple and unpretentious. Yes, this is the most basic basic swordsmanship in swordsmanship.
It may seem simple and unpretentious, but this is the most basic thing about swordsmanship. No matter what kind of swordsmanship, how powerful, gorgeous or exquisite it is, it cannot be changed. These swordsmanship all evolved from the basic swordsmanship.
Even though Zeng Yi is already a master of swordsmanship at the master level of swordsmanship, he has long been familiar with this basic swordsmanship. He can't even remember how many times he has practiced this basic swordsmanship, a thousand times? Ten thousand times? Or maybe more?
However, Zeng Yi still insisted on taking basic swordsmanship as one of his daily training lessons.
Every morning, practice basic swordsmanship ten times, and in the evening, practice basic swordsmanship ten times. Except for special circumstances, Zeng Yi basically persists every day and has already formed muscle memory.
Phew~
When Zeng Yi finished practicing basic swordsmanship, the sun had fully risen.
Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Zeng Yi swung his sword forward, and an invisible wave of air slashed out, blowing up countless fallen leaves. Then he turned the blade and slowly put it into its sheath.
"The delivery girl came a little late today."
After practicing, Zeng Yi also felt a little hungry. Unfortunately, the people who came to clean up the courtyard and deliver meals today came later than usual.
"Forget it, let's take a shower first."
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Bang bang bang~
A fierce banging on the door sounded in the courtyard, with a strong force, as if trying to break the door open.
"Who is it! Do you have a sense of public morality? Why are you making such a fuss so early in the morning? Do you want people to sleep in?"
Zeng Yi heard the sound and walked toward the courtyard gate, cursing loudly as he walked.
Zeng Yi, who had just taken a shower, was still wearing a loose bathrobe. His long black hair was still wet and was not tied up, hanging vertically at the waist behind Zeng Yi.
"Why are you banging on the door so early in the morning? Are you in a hurry to see mom off?"
Zeng Yi cursed unhappily and opened the door at the same time.
Taking a closer look, there were two people standing outside the door. They were the two male soul masters they met the night before when they came to Wuhun Hall.
Xie Yue and Yan stood outside the door, staring at Zeng Yi with evil eyes.
"Isn't this brother-in-law? Why are you free to visit your brother-in-law and me this morning?" Seeing Xieyue, Zeng Yi was stunned for a moment, then remembered that he was Hu Liena's brother, and said hello with a smile.
Then, his eyes shifted to Yan beside Xie Yue.
"Are you... the explosive boy?" Zeng Yi pointed at Yan with an uncertain look.
Hearing this, Yan's emotions were instantly ignited by Zeng Yi, looking like he was about to explode with anger.
Why is it that he is also a star figure in Wuhun Palace, and he had a battle with the other party not long ago, but within two days, when they met again, the other party didn't remember him?
Yan didn't believe that this man really couldn't remember his name, but continued to mock him for being too weak and not worthy of being remembered by him.
As an extremely proud genius soul master, how could he endure this kind of humiliation?
In an instant, Yan's eyes burned with angry flames, he raised his fist and struck at the face that disgusted him.
However, as soon as he started, his punching wrist was caught.
This person is not Zeng Yi, but Xie Yue who came with him.
"What are you doing!" Seeing this, Yan glared at Xie Yue and asked.
Xie Yue didn't speak, but stared at Yan coldly. After a while, Yan shrank under Xie Yue's gaze.
Xie Yue, as the three members of the Golden Generation of Wuhun Palace, has always been the leader. If Yan doesn't obey anyone, he will obey him. Moreover, Yan also likes one of them, Hu Liena, and Xie Yue is Hu Liena's brother, so he dare not not give Xie Yue face.
Zeng Yi clasped his hands on his chest and leaned casually against the door. Looking at the two people, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief and seemed a little tired.
"I said, if you want to come to me for a fight, I will not accompany you. I suggest you leave quickly. If you insist on stalking me, I will react to the Pope, and you will be put in confinement!"
Zeng Yi didn't mind at all using this method of reporting, and he also solved troublesome things. Rather than taking action, Zeng Yi would save more effort by speaking quickly.
"You!" Hearing this, Yan's temper surged up again.
"Do you still have the dignity of being a strong man, and you only use such villainous methods? Do you have the ability to accept my challenge openly and openly!" Yan glared at Zeng Yi, but he was also helpless. He had already been warned by the Pope. Once, if Zeng Yi went to make a report again, he would really be severely punished.
Zeng Yi leaned against the door, holding his ears with one finger, looking at the grumpy Yan with blank eyes, and said lazily: "Please, you are obviously not my opponent, okay? Can you be more conscious and recognize yourself?" , wouldn’t you use the time you’ve spent to bother me to practice and improve your strength?”
"By the way, brother-in-law, what do you want to do with me? Do you also want to fight? Well, I'd better stand and let you have a good meal. After all, no matter who I attack, I can't attack you, right?" "Zeng Yi turned his attention to Xieyue on the side again, and did not continue to argue with Yan, this troublesome guy.
Hearing this, Xie Yue's eyes couldn't help but twitch. Zeng Yi's words made even the calm Xie Yue clenched her fists, and an urge to hit someone came to her heart.
"I came here to see how my future brother-in-law is doing? After all, I only have my sister as a relative. As an older brother, I must be responsible for her." Xie Yue said coldly.
"Then you mean that the Pope who made this engagement acted irresponsibly?"
Hearing Zeng Yi's words, Xie Yue's eyelids jumped with fright, "No, I never said that! The Pope's vision is not something we can question. You are indeed a genius."
"Hey~, uncle, I'm sorry for what you said, hahaha." Zeng Yi scratched the back of his head and laughed.
Looking at this man, Xie Yue was trembling all over. Of course, he was angry. After saying a few words to him, Xie Yue had the urge to hit him.
"Don't call me uncle!" Xie Yue took a deep breath, forced herself to calm down, and then stared at Zeng Yi.
But Zeng Yi was still laughing and joking, "Anyway, I'm going to call you in the future, it's the same. Don't you accept this engagement?"
Xie Yue was speechless. He didn't know why, but he felt that this guy could always silence the Pope.
"I'm not convinced!"
Yan couldn't help but stand up. Zeng Yi called his uncle Xieyue. How could Yan, who had always liked his sister, bear it? If he didn't stand up now, would he still be no longer a man?
Yan glared at Zeng Yi, "I have obviously liked Na'er for so many years and pursued her for so many years, but you, someone she has never met, are with Na'er just because of a marriage contract. I don't accept it! "
Yan stretched out his hand and pointed at Zeng Yi. A fierce and scorching aura shook out, and the surrounding temperature was rising rapidly. He stared at Zeng Yi with a determined expression, "Fight my soul! If I lose, I won't be here." I’m causing trouble for you, but I also agree to your engagement with Na’er! But if you lose, let the Pope cancel the engagement! Give up Na’er and leave her!”
"How about it? Do you dare to agree?"
He spoke like a fool, which made Zeng Yi stupid.
Does this person only think about cultivating and being a bitch? How could you say such stupid things?
If I really want to do what you said, I will hit you ten times, not just one.
Looking at Yan who was glaring at him angrily, Zeng Yi was speechless and complained in his heart.
Zeng Yi rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand, turned away the finger that Yan was pointing at him, and said, "Are you out of your mind? Do you think this is possible? The engagement was made by the Pope. Do you think I can cancel it if I say so?" Can it be canceled?
Furthermore, I am not Hu Liena, so why should I use her as a bet on the outcome of the soul battle? Can you speak more out of your head? No wonder you haven't been successful in pursuing her for many years. It seems you have some problems too. "
Zeng Yi's words left Yan speechless, "You...I...I didn't say you took Na'er as a bet!"
Zeng Yilian nodded, "Yes, yes, you haven't. If you have nothing to do, just leave as soon as possible. I still need to catch up on my sleep!"
"Instead of coming to me for this, you might as well go to the Pope yourself, or Hu Liena, that would be much more useful than me!
If you can really get the Pope to cancel this matter, I have to thank you! "
With that said, Zeng Yi pulled the door bolt, as if he was going to drive people to close the door.
"Go quickly, don't disturb my sleep!"
"Brother! Yan, what are you doing here?"
A sweet sound like a silver bell came through, and Zeng Yi couldn't help but poke his head out and look outside.
Seeing the beautiful figure walking over, Xie Yue and Yan both looked embarrassed.
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