The island is surrounded by cherry blossom trees, and even the air is filled with the sweet smell of cherry blossoms.

This is the largest gathering place for the incompetent, Sakura Island.

Once the sea was full of all kinds of magical beasts, it caused unimaginable blows to the creatures of the continent. At that time, a representative of the Revenant proposed to let the incompetent first resist those demonic beasts in the ocean.

In the past, there was not much strife within the continent, and when the idea of driving the incompetent to the frontline and most resource-poor island to attract the firepower of the sea monsters was unprecedented. In this way, the weakling, who needed the most protection, took up arms and faced the most powerful enemies.

I don't know how many years have passed, the tide of beasts in the ocean has gradually receded, and humans are no longer threatened. The incompetent can finally live in their own country without having to trek through mountains and rivers to this deserted island. It's just that the incompetent people who have been driven to the island a long time ago are not given the right to return, they can only stay on the island and live here. Gradually, the island, where the incompetent gathered, was forgotten.

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After Qin Zihan accepted the old man's words, he chose to stay on this island to live.

Although he was only seven years old, his daily hard training was far beyond what a child could bear, and it was thanks to Qin Zihan's physical level that he survived. Originally, the old man didn't need Qin Zihan to work so hard, but Qin Zihan forced himself like crazy.

The old man also did not allow Qin Zihan to ask any questions, and did not let Qin Zihan leave a certain distance from a small wooden house. In addition to physical training every day, Qin Zihan kept swinging his sword. Qin Zihan didn't have any opinions, and every day he kept waving all kinds of weapons under the cherry blossom tree in front of the old man's door.

It wasn't until Qin Zihan's eighth birthday that the old man decided to take Qin Zihan out of this cabin to see the lives of other people on the island.

Everyone is mainly engaged in farm work and does their work in an orderly manner. Obviously it is an island where the incompetent gather, but Qin Zihan is still able to find the existence of some people with soul power.

"This originally barren island has gone through hundreds of years of hard work by our predecessors to finally get what it is today. It's strange why there are those who have soul power. ”

Qin Zihan was indeed puzzled.

"Didn't you say that only the incompetent came here in the first place?"

"It was true that only the incompetent came here, but the vagaries of the sea have caused many shipwrecked people to drift to this island. Some people choose to leave, while others choose to put down roots here. The old man said, looking at a child who was playing with the flames in his hands.

Beside the boy who was playing with the flames, several children with no soul power were watching him. But no matter who they are, they all have a smile on their face.

This also made Qin Zihan's long-standing concept have an impact.

"Do you know why I let you wield a weapon for so long without teaching you anything?

I know that those are the source of motivation to move forward, but this can only refine the body, but not the mind. None of our martial arts is inseparable from our hearts. ”

Qin Zihan listened, and he had to admit that constantly waving those wooden weapons calmed his heart full of revenge.

"Now you should be able to see the beautiful situation of the incompetent living with normal people. ”

The old man continued to walk with Qin Zihan, from morning to night, and when he was tired halfway, he took a break and continued on the road, constantly telling Qin Zihan about the things on the island on the way. As the stars appeared, the two finally arrived at the center of the island, under a towering cherry tree.

The island is certainly not dark at night, and there are people lighting up everywhere. But the petals of the huge cherry blossom tree are glowing on their own, and the breeze that blows constantly brings down the fluorescent petals. Qin Zihan stretched out his hand to catch a falling cherry blossom, and the petals turned into a little light particle in his hand disappeared.

"Zihan, what is your wish, what will you choose to do after you have the power?" The old man changed his soft tone from the past, and became strict at this moment.

"I used to think only about revenge, and I wanted to make those who looked down on our mother and son regret it. But I know that no amount of work can change their persecution of those who are incompetent. ”

Because they are incompetent, they will be persecuted for no reason, and because they are incompetent, they will be called God's punishment of sinners. Just because he is incompetent, even his last little happiness will be deprived of it. Hate their own father, hate those who bully their mother and son. But hatred can't solve everything.

"I want to cut off the world's prejudice against the incompetent!" At this moment, I finally understood the answer.

"Then try to pick up that knife. ”

Underneath the cherry blossom tree, there is a samurai blade in the style of Toei.

Qin Zihan walked to the katana, held the handle of the knife with both hands and forced, and the blade was directly pulled out by Qin Zihan without pause, and the sharp knife was not stained with a single bit of soil. The silver blade, the black hilt, does not have any ornate decorations but gives people an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

But the old man was still waiting for something to happen.

In a moment, the cherry blossom tree that was emitting light began to emit a brighter light after Qin Zihan pulled out the blade, and more petals on the tree blew down, and these petals swirled like a storm to envelop the huge tree. When the petals turned into a little light, the huge cherry blossom tree was gone, replaced by a pitch-black scabbard lying quietly on the ground.

Qin Zihan picked up the scabbard, and the katana in his hand was just right to insert it into the scabbard.

At this moment, Qin Zihan saw a little girl about the same age as himself smiling at him, but it was only a momentary illusion that disappeared.

"It's finally here. Tears flowed from the old man's eyes, wiping his tears like a child.

Before Qin Zihan could feel the feeling of the blade in his hand, the old man returned to his usual seriousness.

"From today onwards, I will teach you everything I can!"

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Day after day, year after year, Qin Zihan wields an endless blade every day in addition to working in the fields, going out to sea to fish, and exercising his physique. The katana also became more and more in tune with him, and he used it as smoothly as his own body.

The old man used a long straight giant sword, while Qin Zihan used a katana, and the weapons of the two were different. What's more, the blade and Qin Zihan chose each other. The old man could teach Qin Zihan the sword skills he had learned, but the martial arts of this katana could not be taught by the old man, so he could only do his best to enlighten Qin Zihan and let Qin Zihan comprehend it on his own.

Fortunately, Qin Zihan is talented, and his physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people, and even the physical fitness of those soul martial artists living on the island is not as good as Qin Zihan. With the passage of time, Qin Zihan's own swordsmanship became more and more exquisite.

At the age of fourteen, Qin Zihan was already the strongest existence among the many young martial artists on the island.

And now, Qin Zihan will also usher in his eighteenth birthday.

Today's Qin Zihan gave up his father's surname and followed his mother's surname Yi.

"Zihan, Uncle Zheng called you. A passing child called out to Yi Zihan in the field, and Uncle Zheng in his mouth was the old man who brought Yi Zihan back.

"Haole!" Yi Zihan put down the farming tool in his hand, picked up the katana leaning on the side and walked out of the farmland.

Yi Zihan walked to the cabin that had accompanied him for ten years, but today he found it strange, and there was a lot of breath in it.

Yi Zihan opened the door and found that many martial arts practitioners on the island had gathered in this small room, and the people here had basically taught themselves things.

"Zihan, today is your eighteenth birthday. And it's time for you to leave. Uncle Zheng looked at the child who had been with him for ten years lovingly, and in a blink of an eye, he became a handsome teenager.

"Don't be sad, boy, you don't belong here. You have a higher sky to fly, not to mention that you are also eighteen, just relying on the knowledge of a few of us old men is not enough for you, it is better to go back to the mainland and have a look. A bald old man said with a smile.

"We don't have anything to teach you anymore, it's time for you to do what you're going to do. An old thin woman next to her said. They are all people who watched Yi Zihan grow up and taught Yi Zihan martial arts.

Yi Zihan also knew that this day had come. From the moment he picked up the blade, he had his own things to solve.

Yi Zihan knelt down on his knees and kowtowed to the people in front of him. They are all their own relatives.

"Zihan, for so many years I have refused to let you name the blade in your hand, and now it's time to tell you the name of that knife. ”

"This weapon was left by the first person to reach Sakurajima. It represents the dreams of our sleepless nights for generations, a world where the incompetent and the soul-possessed are once again in harmony with each other. And her name,"

"A dream. ”

When the name Sumu sounded, several cherry blossom petals outside the door were blown into the house by the breeze and landed on the katana placed on the ground.

Yi Zihan came to the dock of Sakurajima and waited for the arrival of the ship.

"Uncle Zheng, obviously my kendo is not as good as a few grandfathers. I'm not mature enough. Yi Zihan knew in his heart that although he was the strongest among the martial arts cultivators of the same year on the island, when he returned to the mainland of the principality, he faced those more powerful soul martial artists, and he did not dare to be called the strongest among the martial arts practitioners on the island.

"Zihan, you are strong enough. Uncle Zheng looked at the boat that was sailing towards the cherry blossom rain.

"On the road, Zihan. ”

Yi Zihan looked at the old man, and his already old face seemed to be a little more yellow. In addition to his mother, Yi Zihan respected this old man the most. Two men, the best farewell at this moment is a hug.

In the cherry blossoms flying in the sky, Yi Zihan watched the old man's figure getting smaller and smaller at the stern of the boat. Finally, Yi Zihan turned around and entered the cabin.

"Goodbye, Uncle Zheng. ”

Looking at the vanishing ship, the old man still didn't want to leave.

"Goodbye, my beloved disciple. ”

When the shadow of the ship disappeared into the horizon, the old man took a fallen petal.

"Zihan, you have already surpassed us and touched the legendary realm. ”