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(I sent Chapter 475 to the wrong volume. You can go to the last chapter of Volume 4 to read it. I will ask the editor to adjust it back on Monday)
In the early morning, with sleepy eyes and messy hair, Mo Xin opened the door and walked out of the room.
In the courtyard, a man clutched a wooden stick with both hands and practiced slashing.
"Mo Xiao, you brat got up so early today? You actually started practicing early! Is there anything wrong with your brain?" Mo Xin saw someone in the courtyard doing morning exercises in a daze, and couldn't help but feel surprised.
She stretched out her hand to rub her eyes, looked again, and found that the figure who was practicing slashing was not her brother Mo Xiao, but the man who woke up yesterday.
How could it be him?
After seeing clearly that it was Zeng Yi, Mo Xin's sleepiness dissipated instantly and she quickly walked over there.
"What are you doing? A Lang?"
Hearing this, the man stopped what he was doing, put down the wooden stick, turned around and saw Mo Xin walking over thinking about him.
"What's wrong? Sister Xin?"
He looked at Mo Xin with confusion.
"You are..."
Mo Xin looked at him in surprise, then pointed at the meter-long log stick in his hand.
Zeng Yi glanced at the wooden stick in his hand. He also had some doubts and couldn't help but reach out and scratch his head.
"I don't know either, but at this time, I always feel that I should do this, so my body starts to move."
After hearing what he said, Mo Xin couldn't help but feel a little excited, staring at him closely as if looking at a treasure.
"If this is the case, it means that this is your body's conditioned reflex, that is, instinct!"
"instinct?"
"Yes, it's instinct! Ah Lang, do you know what kind of training you just did?" Mo Xin looked at him and asked.
He shook his head.
"Isn't it training on swinging a stick?"
"ah?"
Seeing his dull look, Mo Xin reached out and patted his broad shoulders and couldn't help but laugh.
"How can you have such a silly name! Hahaha, it seems that you have amnesia and can't even remember some common sense."
He lost his memory and even forgot his own name, so Mo Xin had to name him Mo Lang.
Because he was hit by the waves on the beach and was rescued by Mo Xiao, his name was named after the word "wave", plus her Mo family's surname, and he was called Mo Lang.
Mo Xin stopped laughing and his expression became serious. He looked at Zeng Yi and said, "This training method is called Su Zhen!"
"Su Zhen?"
Mo Xin nodded and continued: "Now, let me tell you some basic common sense. Our place is called Dongli. Here, everyone will awaken their martial soul when they are six years old, and then Then you can practice your soul power and become a soul master!"
Hearing this, Zeng Yi's face became even more confused, "Martial spirit? Soul master? Am I a soul master?"
Mo Xin nodded, "Yes, you must be a soul master, and you are also a powerful soul master. Otherwise, you would not be alive until now."
"Is there any difference between a soul master and a powerful soul master?" He asked doubtfully.
"Of course there is a difference! Although everyone can become a soul master, there is still a gap between them. What determines the strength of a soul master is the soul power level. Every ten levels is considered a great realm. The soul power level The higher it is, the stronger the soul master is."
However, Zeng Yi still noticed something was wrong, "Wait a minute, Sister Xin, does this have anything to do with the Su Zhen you mentioned?"
Mo Xin said: "Of course it matters, because everyone has a martial spirit! And in Dongli, most people's martial spirits are basically swords and other martial arts spirits. Therefore, Dongli is also a swordsman country.
And Su Zhen is the most basic training for practicing swordsmanship. It can be said that basically everyone here has practiced Su Zhen.
However, like you, even if you have lost your memory and can't even remember your own name, you can still remember Su Zhen's training, and it has even become a physical instinct. This is not something that can be memorized by training hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of times.
This shows that you are at least practicing Su Zhen every day. The accumulation of training over time has allowed your body to form an instinctive response to Su Zhen! "
As Mo Xin spoke, he suddenly stretched out his hands and put them on Zeng Yi's shoulders, stared at him with bright eyes, and said excitedly: "This shows that you are also a master of swordsmanship!"
"real?"
"It must be, that's right! I trust my intuition, so you have to trust me too!"
"Well......"
Looking at Mo Xin who looked proud, Zeng Yi nodded in understanding.
"Alang, you go to the dojo and wait while I call that guy Mo Xiao."
Mo Xin reached out and patted Zeng Yi on the shoulder with a smile on her face, then turned around and ran to Mo Xiao's bedroom, then kicked open the door.
"How long are you going to sleep, Mo Xiao? Ah Lang got up earlier than you! Hurry up and make breakfast for me!"
After breakfast, the three of them came to the spacious dojo together.
The three of them were all wearing white martial arts uniforms. Mo Xin was kneeling in front of them, and on either side were Mo Xiao and Zeng Yi, who was called Mo Lang at this time.
Mo Xin tidied up her clothes and appearance, and then announced with a serious face: "Today is a great day for the official opening of our Gale Sword Gym. First of all, let us warmly welcome the first disciple of our gym, Mo Xin. wave!"
Bang bang bang~
After saying that, Mo Xin and Mo Xiao had happy smiles on their faces. They looked at Zeng Yi with excited eyes and clapped their hands in warm applause.
However, Zeng Yi, who was sitting aside, was a little confused.
"Disciple? What do you mean?"
Mo Xin explained: "It means student. A Lang, from now on you will be the apprentice of our gym, that is, the first student! You are the senior brother!"
Hearing this, Zeng Yi nodded understandingly, then looked at Mo Xiao across from him with some doubts, and said, "Isn't Mo Xiao a disciple?"
"Hehe, I am the Gale Sword Style here, the heir of this gym!" As he said this, Mo Xiao proudly puffed up his chest.
"Haha, I have never seen such a weak heir!"
"Well......"
The sarcasm from my elder sister came from the side, which made Mo Xiao feel a little embarrassed.
"I'm still young. Give me a few years and I'll be able to reach the level of sister you are..." Mo Xiao scratched his head and said, but his tone still sounded a little unconfident.
He actually knows that his sister's cultivation talent is even more outstanding. Even if you look at the entire Dongli, she is still the best among her peers. She even received the title of Sword Sect given by the Sword God Palace at a young age.
If it weren't for the fact that the heir to the gymnasium could only be male, with such an outstanding sister, it would never have been his turn.
"Then you have to work hard!" Mo Xin encouraged his brother, and then looked at Zeng Yi who was standing aside.
"Okay, now that the gym is open, let's start today's practice!"
As she spoke, she stood up, walked to the weapons rack aside, and picked up two bamboo knives.
"Alang, according to my analysis, you must be a master of swordsmanship. Therefore, the best way to retrieve your memory is to train in swordsmanship!"
Mo Xin turned around and threw a bamboo sword to Zeng Yi.
"You should practice fighting with me first. This may remind you of some familiar memories."
Zeng Yi caught the bamboo sword and looked at the weapon in his hand, feeling a little confused.
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