With efforts dozens of times greater than those of ordinary people, seventeen-year-old Zhao Kaifeng finally felt that he was one step closer to his dream when he entered Moxi College three years ago. Looking back on all the hardships he had experienced before, the moment he stepped into the gate of Mo Xi Academy, he felt that all the efforts he had put in and the hardships he had endured had finally yielded considerable results.
Although he failed to enter the Nanhai Zhuhuang Academy, which has the strongest swordsmanship, he was not discouraged. Instead, he honed his sword skills more seriously. He knew that his talent was mediocre, so since he entered the academy, there has not been a day without sleep and food. He was practicing even harder than he had ever done before. He wielded the sword tirelessly just to realize the unknown dream in his heart.
He wants to become the strongest among swordsmen, a strong man who can represent an era, and become the sword master respected by countless people.
The reason why he has such obsession in his heart is closely related to Zhao Kaifeng's gloomy childhood.
When he was eight years old, he went out for a spring outing with his family. Misfortune quietly struck him. Both his parents died at the hands of evil spirits who suddenly appeared. Although he survived and was saved by a professional swordsman, he was still trapped inside his body. Infected by ghost energy, his life was hanging by a thread for a time.
When he woke up in a hospital bed, he had lost everything he once owned. Without a home, he was originally going to be sent to a local welfare home by the government, but fortunately with the help of his aunt, his subsequent life was not too bad. It's just that at night, Zhao Kaifeng often wakes up from nightmares of being chased by evil spirits. He often suffered from insomnia at a young age and was always seen by his aunt doing push-ups and sit-ups crazily in a dark room. When he was still young, during countless sleepless nights, he figured out how to exercise his body and strengthen his mind to expel fear. From then on, he developed the eccentric habit of exercising at night.
On the way to and from school, Zhao Kaifeng always walks alone, not because of his withdrawn personality, but because he is infected by ghost energy and always scares the students around him in sword energy training classes. He is taken for granted by others. As a freak, even the teacher was very afraid of the strange red aura emanating from his body.
As soon as this blood-red sword energy that had never been recorded appeared in the public eye, it immediately attracted the attention of the scientist Mother Monk. This famous figure in the scientific community quickly went to Zhao Kaifeng's school to take him back. My own research institute in Yanjing (bj) conducted a comprehensive inspection.
The result of a series of examinations was that the ghost energy in Zhao Kaifeng's body miraculously had something in common with the sword energy in his body. However, the interdependent relationship between ghost energy and sword energy was actually not stable. The ghost energy in Zhao Kaifeng's body had some similarities. The qi may swallow up the weak sword qi in his body at any time, and he himself will definitely die suddenly when the time comes.
Just when the mother monk didn't know how to save the life of the child who was less than ten years old, Zhao Kaifeng himself showed an unbelievable spirit. He said to the mother monk nonchalantly: "What? , So that’s it, then doesn’t it matter if I don’t lose to it? I won’t let my sword energy be swallowed up by it, doesn’t it matter if I am stronger than it?”
It is hard to imagine that this terrifying spirit of looking down on life and death would appear in a little boy who should have been acting coquettishly in front of his parents. The mother monk was so shocked by Zhao Kaifeng's advanced spirit that he gave up writing the results of the research on Zhao Kaifeng's body. He used his scientific research results to seek fame and fortune in the scientific community. Looking at Zhao Kaifeng's eyes full of ambition and heroism, he decided to take a gamble on him to see where the limit of human vitality was.
Perhaps people with lofty ideals are destined to forge ahead in loneliness. In the long nine years of his life before entering Moxi College, he spent almost all of his time alone in endless self-discipline, whether it was his childhood or his talent. In his teenage years, which were filled with rebellion, there was nothing but swords in his monotonous life. He never watched TV. He didn't even watch cartoons after he was eight years old. He never played any games and didn't like any girls. Since that terrible accident, his life has lost its color. , his disgust and fear of ghosts forced him to embark on a path of Asura that could only continue to grow stronger in the loneliness and loneliness that ordinary people could not bear.
He thought that his life would always be like this, and he had no complaints about it. For the sake of being the strongest in his heart, what did this regret mean to him?
However, the gloomy world that Zhao Kaifeng had been trying to support was inevitably broken by a ray of sunshine. When the sixteen-year-old Princess Yinbi appeared in front of him, he may not have realized that this girl would bring him What kind of change would come, but when she suddenly walked into his world, it was too late.
For Zhao Kaifeng, Princess Yinbi is the ray of sunshine that brings him salvation. She paints his originally colorless world in such a colorful and gorgeous way that it can even be said to be a bit too dreamy.
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In the dungeon, Zhao Kaifeng was having a sweet dream when he first met Princess Yinmi on the hard stone bed. When Principal Murong suddenly appeared next to him and wanted to take him out of there, Zhao Kaifeng did not feel happy. On the contrary, he just complained that the principal was inappropriate. The appearance disturbed his rare dream.
"Classmate Zhao Kaifeng, since this fight has not yet been fully investigated, the school has decided to temporarily withdraw the punishment against you. Come out with me."
Reluctantly, he and the principal returned to the highest-level office in the palace through the space magic stone. When he saw Ren Zihua and Feng Xiaolan sitting there, he felt a little moved for a moment.
"How do you..."
"Hey, Zhao Kaifeng, we're here to pick you up." Ren Zihua said and walked up to him with a smile, "Let's go back to the dormitory."
On the way back with the three swords, Zhao Kaifeng finally couldn't help but said to them: "Thank you for interceding for me in front of the principal. I will remember this favor and will definitely repay it in the future."
Unpredictably, Ren Zihua and Feng Xiaolan remained silent and didn't answer him.
"Why don't you talk?" When Zhao Kaifeng, who was standing on the giant sword, turned his head again and looked at Ren Zihua beside him, he found that he was still in the air behind him. He had no intention of moving forward while standing on the giant sword. "What’s wrong with you?"
Zhao Kaifeng then made the giant sword stay in the air, and Feng Xiaolan also stopped beside him.
After the two of them stared at each other in silence ten meters high in the air for a few seconds, Ren Zihua finally said: "Hey, how long are you going to keep doing this?"
"What's the meaning?"
"How long will you continue to endure?" Ren Zihua said, casting his furious gaze directly at Zhao Kaifeng, "Do you really want to watch the girl you like marry other men?"
There was another moment of silence, and Zhao Kaifeng's wide-open pupils gradually turned sullen: "Although I don't know where you heard the rumor from, I really don't like that princess."
Looking at Zhao Kaifeng walking away with his sword again, Ren Zihua clenched his fists more and more. He wanted to say something, but he was afraid that he could not control his emotions now, so he blocked the words that were about to reach his mouth. A cool breeze blew by, and he lowered his head to look at the scene in the royal city below, trying to divert his attention. He actually didn't understand why he was so angry all of a sudden, but when he saw Zhao Kaifeng's dull eyes, the unknown karma in his heart couldn't be suppressed.
"What's wrong with you?" Feng Xiaolan asked in a low tone from a distance.
"It's nothing. I want to practice sword practice again. You can go back first." After saying this, Ren Zihua flew towards the gym with his sword.
Feng Xiaolan looked at Ren Zihua, who was wielding his sword alone and getting further and further away in the sunset, and his brows sank unconsciously.
Before arriving at the gymnasium, Ren Zihua landed with his sword in Tang Qi City in advance, where there were many ancient buildings, thinking that he would just wander around here if he had nothing to do. Walking on the simple road paved with stone slabs, he was immediately attracted by the ancient houses on both sides of the street. This feeling of walking in an ancient city attraction made Ren Zihua couldn't help but feel as if he had suddenly entered a comfortable state of traveling to some attraction.
It has been two or three days since he entered Mo Xi Academy. This is the first time Ren Zihua has wandered alone in Tang Qi City like this. He has always been eager to improve his strength and has not paid much attention to the beautiful scenery of the royal city. In addition, these two Various things happened one after another throughout the day. Ren Zihua, who was walking on the streets of Tang Qi, finally felt that he was freed from all the troubles he had experienced since entering this world, and his mood improved a lot.
When passing by a flower shop with lavender at the door, Ren Zihua couldn't help but stop, but what attracted him was not the flower shop but the sword shop next to it. He had always been interested in and had various fantasies about cold weapons like swords, so he decided to go in and take a look without thinking.
The business of this small Lin's Sword Shop didn't look good, and there wasn't a single customer inside. The male boss with a black hair perm sat on a lazy chair and watched the TV hanging on the wall. When he saw a customer coming in, he had no intention of paying attention.
As soon as Ren Zihua walked into the sword shop, his eyes were immediately attracted by the various swords inside. He picked up the long swords and played with them with great interest. He looked so fascinated that he looked like a seven-year-old boy. Being thrown into a store full of toys.
"Is this customer interested in you?" Seeing that Ren Zihua only wanted to play without buying, the boss who was watching TV finally couldn't help but said, "Our sword shop specializes in private customization. If you are interested in a sword, we can Forge a fine sword for you according to your needs."
"No, I'll just take a look." Although Ren Zihua has already been interested in several swords, he already has the famous sword Xue Ye and doesn't want to spend any more money on it. "Boss, can you still play swordsmanship? ? Then you must be a swordsmith?"
The owner of the sword shop finally glanced at Ren Zihua and said impatiently: "Three generations of my ancestors have been doing sword forging work. Otherwise, how could I do such a troublesome job? Brother, if you don't want to buy a sword, look at it. It’s okay to watch it, but please don’t talk to me, okay? I’ve been looking forward to this TV series for a long time.”
"Sorry." Ren Zihua said awkwardly. He was about to leave but turned around when he saw senior Lin Yuqin carrying a bag of things.
"Ren Zihua, what are you doing in my shop? Do you want to buy a sword?" Lin Yuqin said and happily greeted the man who was watching TV inside, "I'm back, Dad, let's have your favorite braised pork for dinner tonight. Meat."
"Hey, is this sword shop owned by your family, senior sister?" Ren Zihua asked in surprise, and was immediately stunned. He turned around again and looked at the sword shop owner who had never given him a good look just now. I found that the latter was running this way with a rippling face at the moment.
"My good daughter is finally back. Dad misses you so much."
"Oh, you don't know, this Lin's Sword Shop is opened by my dad." Lin Yuqin hugged the sword shop owner who ran over and said, "Don't make trouble, Dad, my friend is here."
"Hello, uncle." Ren Zihua said speechlessly as he saw the sword shop owner whose attitude changed completely.
"What? It turns out that this poor boy who only wants to buy is your friend." The owner of the sword shop looked at Ren Zihua unhappily, but finally smiled, "Since he is my daughter's friend, If you want to buy a sword, my uncle, I can give you a 60% discount."
"What are you talking about, Dad." Lin Yuqin blushed and said to Ren Zihua, "Don't take it to heart, my dad just likes to joke."
"Hahaha, I can see it, I can see it." Ren Zihua said with a helpless smile. Just when he didn't know what to say next, another person walked in.
"Ren Zihua, why are you here?" The visitor was none other than Xi Meng, who had been drinking coffee with Ren Zihua in the cat cafe a few hours ago. At this moment, she was wearing a light green floral dress and looked like a neighbor. The little girl looked so cute, her confused expression gradually turned red, "Qinqin, didn't you make an appointment in advance?"
"What? I didn't do such a thing." Lin Yuqin immediately defended herself in a funny voice, "Huo, now that we are familiar with each other, you don't even call me senior?"
