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In the dojo, the moment the scene was frozen, everyone was so nervous that they held their breath and looked here.
"Mo Xiao!"
Just when Mo Xiao couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed, Mo Xin appeared beside his younger brother and reached out to support him.
"Sister...Sister, what's up...I'm not ashamed..." Mo Xiao, who was lying in his sister's arms, endured the severe pain of his broken arm. face and looked at her with a smile.
Mo Xin looked at his brother's appearance, his left arm was obviously bent and deformed, and his eyes became very cold.
However, looking at her brother, Mo Xin had to smile and nodded towards him.
"Yes, you win!"
After hearing her sister's affirmation, Mo Xiao smiled happily, like a child who had received a reward.
Finally, he couldn't bear the pain in his body anymore, closed his eyes and fell into coma.
The people in the Zhenyuan Gym on the other side didn't dare to say anything when they saw this scene. The atmosphere in the gym seemed extremely depressing.
In the dojo, the extremely oppressive atmosphere remained silent for almost a minute. Finally, someone broke the silence.
"we lose!"
The person who spoke was the leader of the Zhenyuan Gym team, Xie Yue.
"Master Xie, I..."
Wu Yuan, who was fighting with Mo Xiao, heard the verdict and cast his eyes at Jie Yue with some reluctance.
However, he was shocked by Xie Yue's serious gaze and stopped what he wanted to say.
"You should know that you have already lost!"
Wu Yuan was speechless when meeting Xie Yue's eyes, and lowered his head guiltily.
Jie Yue stepped forward, looked at the unconscious Mo Xiao who fell in Mo Xin's arms, and said with respect in his eyes: "We lost, he is a swordsman worthy of respect."
"Since you lose, then get out of here!" Mo Xin raised his eyes and looked at the other party coldly.
"Feel sorry!"
Xie Yue could understand her mood at this moment. After all, his relative was seriously injured, and his sword skills might be ruined because of it. The other party did not lose control of his emotions and was already trying his best to restrain his anger.
Logically speaking, as the team that kicked out of the gym, it was very ridiculous for them to go back in such a dejected manner, but they lost, and the rules were like this, not to mention that the opponent also had a background in the Sword God Palace, even if the shock behind them was Yuandaoguan is also very fearful.
Xie Yue didn't say anything. He gave a look to the students and walked out in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
Zeng Yi followed these people and waited until they completely walked out of the door, then quickly closed the door.
boom!
Zeng Yi returned to the dojo and couldn't help but sigh when he saw that Mo Xin was using his soul power to warm Mo Xiao's broken left hand.
"For a victory, the price is an arm. Is it really worth it?"
"I don't know, maybe for him, it's worth it. Because the people he defeated were not just the other party, he defeated his once weak self.
Only with this kind of spirit can one be called a qualified swordsman, right? "Mo Xin said with an indifferent expression.
Zeng Yi agreed with her statement, but when he saw that his brother's arm was broken and he could no longer even pick up the sword, how could he maintain such a calm look? He couldn't figure out what this person was thinking. .
"Maybe, but what will he do in the future? Give up swordsmanship?" Zeng Yi couldn't imagine how disappointed and painful Mo Xiao would be if 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 this alone can make him give up the way of swordsmanship, then his determination for the way of swordsmanship is nothing more than that.
What's more, he must have made his 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 coming from his left arm, which made him wake up.
I saw that my left arm was already covered with gauze, and a white sling was hung around my neck, holding my left hand.
This is when Mo Xiao finally realized what had happened.
He looked at Zeng Yi and asked, "Brother Lang, how many days have I slept?"
"Almost two days, how do you feel now?"
After hearing Zeng Yi's words, Mo Xiao couldn't help but smile bitterly, "My brother, do you think my current situation is okay?"
"You can even complain about yourself. You seem to be in good spirits." Zeng Yi smiled and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.
The next second, miserable screams rang out in the room.
After about a week, Mo Xiao's body had almost recovered, except that he could no longer 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 is one more figure, that is Mo Xiao.
He was still the same, with his left hand wrapped in bandages and hanging around his neck. However, he used his other arm and held a bamboo sword tightly with one hand to practice slashing.
When Mo Xiao saw Zeng Yi appearing in the dojo, he also stopped what he was doing.
"Brother Lang."
"Haha, why are you so early today?" Zeng Yi walked to him with a smile.
"I'm already like this. If I don't work hard, I will really be abandoned by the sword." Mo Xiao smiled bitterly.
He lowered his head, looked at the bamboo sword in his hand, and looked at his useless left hand, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Obviously I am so young and have never even dated a girlfriend. Now that I am disabled, wouldn't it be even more difficult to find a girlfriend?
"What's wrong?"
"Tell me, can I still hold the sword?"
Zeng Yi was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "I'm just a teenage kid, so don't say bitter words that sound like I've experienced all the vicissitudes of life and experienced great tragedy.
Now, aren't you holding the sword? "
Mo Xiao, who was a little depressed, was relieved by Zeng Yi's words. He raised his head, looked at Zeng Yi and smiled, "That's right! It's just that he lost one hand, and he can already practice swordsmanship! Old man Sister, let’s not talk about it. Even among the nine great sword masters of the Sword God Palace, one of them is a one-armed sword master!
So, I can definitely do it! "
"Oh? You're quite confident. Do you also want to become the next one-armed swordsman?"
"Well, it might be a little bit difficult, but there's still a long way to go. Maybe I slipped and fell off a cliff outside that day, and got a chance encounter, and maybe I soared into the sky."
Looking at Mo Xiao who had regained his confidence, Zeng Yi smiled and stretched out his hand to rub his hair, then sat on the floor, then looked at him and patted the place next to him.
Seeing this, Mo Xiao also sat next to Zeng Yi.
"Can you tell me something about you and that Zhenyuan Gym?"
When Mo Xiao heard Zeng Yi's words, he couldn't help but pause. The smile on his face couldn't help but disappear and became silent.
"Our Gale Gym, is it the same as the Zhenyuan Gym? Compared to Brother Lang, you can guess a little bit. Five years ago, this empty gym was still the number one kendo gym in the town with many disciples. And. Zhenyuan Gym has always been ranked behind our Gale Gym.
They are all gymnasiums with different swordsmanship schools. Everyone teaches their own swordsmanship schools in the town and promotes them.
However, no matter where it is, as long as there is swordsmanship, there will be battles, and the struggle between schools has never stopped.
The same is true for our Gale Wind Gym and Zhenyuan Gym.
Three years ago, my father, the current gym leader, had a sword and soul battle with the gym leader of Zhenyuan Gym.
The loser will have to dismiss all the disciples in the gym, then close the gym for three years and not be allowed 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 did not kill him in that sword-soul battle. He just lost the opponent's move. However, after losing, as a swordsman, he could only abide by the oath he made and dismissed all his disciples. Announcement of closure." Mo Xiao said quietly.
"Then what?" Zeng Yi asked.
"Because the Hayate Gym was destroyed by his father, he blamed himself and was ashamed. He used strong alcohol to numb himself all day long. In the end... in the end, he attracted evil spirits."
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