At night, the Valoran continent.

In the middle of a desert, Yasuo quietly looked at the swordsman opposite, his expression was still indifferent, but with a hint of bitterness.

The swordsman on the other side was none other than his own brother, Yon.

A few years ago, Yasuo escaped from the execution ground, knowing that his old sins were still gone, and now that he had been convicted of rebellion, he was about to fall into a situation of complete isolation.

Sure enough, he was soon hunted down endlessly, and even his former companions drew their swords against him.

He had been hiding, looking around for news of the real murderer, but there were times when he couldn't dodge, and whenever he did, he was forced to fight his former companions.

Over the years, he has experienced large and small battles and repelled countless enemies, but he has never killed a single person.

Today, he was caught up again, but this time the opponent became his own brother.

"Brother." Yasuo said bitterly.

Yongen sighed, "Brother, come back with me, the elders of the family, I will try to persuade them." ”

Yasuo didn't speak, and shook his head slightly.

The expression on Yongen's face was extremely complicated, and after a long time, he said astringently: "Brother, draw your sword......"

Seeing that Yasuo was unmoved, Yongen said, "Brother, you know, we don't have a choice. ”

As he spoke, Yong'en's gaze became fierce, "Draw your sword quickly, this is my challenge to you as a swordsman!" ”

"Let me see how far your Wind Resisting Sword Technique has reached!"

The moonlight shone down and shone on Yasuo's face, and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

"呲~"

Yasuo pressed his hand to the scabbard and slowly drew the Tempest Sword.

Yong En smiled, also drew his sword, and bowed to Yasuo.

Yasuo also slowly bent down and bowed to Yon.

This is the least respect for a swordsman......

"Drink!"

Yon let out a loud shout and rushed towards Yasuo.

"Khooth!"

The swords of the two men touched together, and there was a sound of weapons clashing.

Yongen didn't have the slightest intention of flinching, and instantly withdrew the sword, another backhand stab!

"Boom!"

Yasuo slashed his sword horizontally, blocking Yon's sword, and his body retreated.

Yongen frowned and shouted, "What are you, fight back!" ”

Yasuo was silent, and at this time, he saw Yon stop and press his hand on his sword, a faint air current, hovering around the sword.

"Wind Resisting Swordsmanship!" Yasuo lost his voice.

Yon glanced at Yasuo and said, "Brother, use all your strength, otherwise, I may really kill you." ”

Looking at Yon, Yasuo smiled for the first time, "Wind Resisting Swordsmanship...... Worthy of my brother. ”

Yasuo's expression became serious, and he also pressed his hand on the sword, and a cyan cyclone hovered around the sword body for a long time.

At a certain moment, the eyes of both of them became sharp.

"Slash Flash!"

Under the moonlight, the two swordsmen collided fiercely!

The two didn't know how long they had been fighting, and they were inseparable, fighting from night to early morning.

Yasuo was dressed in rough clothes, looked at the panting Yon opposite, and forcibly gathered a trace of strength.

"Slash Flash!"

The two were about to collide again, but at this time, Yongen suddenly smiled as if relieved, and the hand holding the sword was slightly released.

The sudden change shocked Yasuo's heart, but he didn't have time to stop at all!

"Whew!"

A flash of sword light, and Yon was pierced through his chest by Yasuo's Wind Sword, and fell weakly.

"Brother!"

Yasuo threw away his sword and rushed straight in front of Yon, looking at the shocking blood hole in his chest with remorse.

"Ahem...... Brother, your current strength, the people sent by the Elder Group can't help you, I can rest assured. ”

Yongen's breath was extremely prostration, but he still smiled.

"Why ......," Yasuo said astringently.

Yon smiled, "To atone for ......"

"At the beginning, I was worried about your safety, so I told the captain of your team not to go to the battlefield, but what happened later."

Yasuo was silent, and two lines of tears flowed down his face.

"Ahem!" Yongen coughed violently twice again and said, "Brother, do you know why I am practicing the Wind Resisting Sword Technique?" ”

"Because of the elder, he died from the Wind Resisting Sword Technique!"

Hearing Yon's words, Yasuo's pupils shrank slightly, "So they're suspicious of me?" ”

Yongen nodded, "At that time, in the entire Ionia, you were the only one who mastered the legendary Wind Resisting Sword Technique, so their spearhead was pointed at you. ”

"I have been practicing the Wind Resisting Sword Technique hard to prove that even other people can practice the Wind Resisting Sword Technique."

"They have no reason to suspect my brother! Ahem......"

At the end, Yon coughed violently again.

However, at this moment, Yong's eyes suddenly regained their brightness, and his breath became calmer, and he grabbed Yasuo's arm directly with his powerful hand.

Yasuo's heart sank, he knew that this was a return to the light, his brother, was about to ......

"Brother, promise me to live well!"

Yon looked into Yasuo's eyes and said seriously.

"I promise you, brother." Yasuo replied, trying not to let his voice tremble.

A smile appeared at the corner of Yong'en's mouth, and there was no trace of concern, and his eyes closed slightly, without a trace of breath.

Yasuo stared blankly at Yon's corpse and sat there for a long time, until dawn, when he buried Yonn and turned to leave.

He's going to a place to say goodbye to someone he cares about, and then, to find someone who knows how to resist the wind!

......

"Master, you're back, look, I'm more proficient at manipulating rocks."

Seeing Yasuo return, a girl in red manipulated a rock and boasted to him.

But soon, she realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly rushed towards Yasuo, and said nervously, "Master, why are you injured?" ”

She could clearly see that Yasuo's shirt was covered with blood.

Yasomer was silent for a long time before he said, "Go back to Shurima, and be your Taliyah." ”

The girl in red's expression froze, "Master, don't you want me......

Yasuo gently touched her head and said, "I will continue to pursue my sword path, maybe one day, I will die in a foreign land." ”

"I don't want you to follow me again......"

"Remember, when I'm not with you, you must take good care of yourself and be strong!"

After saying that, Yasuo left without looking back.

"Master!"

The girl in red lunged towards Yasuo's back, but at this moment, a barrier of wind blocked her.

Seeing Yasuo gradually walking away, the tears of the girl in red rolled in her eyes, and she shouted hoarsely at Yasuo's back.

"Master, I will listen to you, I will become strong, and I will return to Shurima!"

"Master, you have to take care too!"

"Also, I like the name that Master gave me very much, from now on, I won't be called Taliyah, I'll be called Yanque!"

Hearing the voice behind him, Yasuo still didn't look back, and walked farther and farther.

"Sparrow, take care of yourself...... Yasuo muttered.

Today, he has lost his brother and is separated from his only apprentice, and he knows that he is truly Dugu.

At the beginning, he told Yon that he would pursue his own kendo in the midst of war, but now that he thinks about it, it is ironic.

Now, his sword path is Dugu.

War, really, is the most brutal thing......

He will pursue his own kendo in solitude!

Looking at the Wind Sword in his hand, Yasuo smiled faintly.

"The long road is long, only the sword is the companion ......"

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“Penta-kill！”

A shocking chime sounded in the Summoner's Canyon, Yasuo, Five Kills!

The audience suddenly stood up, this is a real 1V5, get five kills!

"Damn, I'm going to play Yasuo when I go back, don't stop me."

"Add me one, I'll play too!"

The audience was filled with such remarks almost everywhere.

Soon, the audience was shouting.

"Yasuo, Yasuo!"

The sound overshadowed wave after wave, and it lasted for a long time.

"It's worthy of Brother Xia, it's really a bull B, haha."

In the team's voice, the old wolf laughed happily.

Even the Flying Eagle turned its head at this time and looked at Loxia.

The shouts of the audience and the voices of his teammates were not heard by Luo Xia, and he was extremely excited at this time.

He felt, at that moment, Yasuo's will!

That's an indomitable swordsman, a true swordsman of the wind - Yasuo!

......

(PS: I added what you wanted, and you said I was water, and I also admitted it.)

Suffice it to say that it took me five hours to write these two chapters that contain Yasuo's backstory.

From constructing the framework, the characters, to starting to write, I sat in the dormitory for a whole afternoon, and I wanted to present a lonely swordsman in front of everyone.

Obviously, I failed, 5 hours, much more time than updating normal chapters, in exchange for questions, water, word counts, and even some people said I plagiarized!

I was very tired in my heart, and I felt like crying, I just wanted to say that I would never do such a thankless task in the future!

For a moment, I didn't want to write anymore, but I couldn't, I knew it wouldn't be fair to my book friends who had been supporting me, and after these two chapters, I still owe six chapters to update.

I don't want to say more, there may be people who hack me again, I just want to say that those who say those words can go and check when the exam week is for CET4 and the university!

Last week I had three exams, and there was also a drawing assignment, and I still gritted my teeth and guaranteed the update.

But what I see is that there is no encouragement, only the remarks that the update is slow and that the book should be abandoned.

This book was released on April 20th, no matter what happened to me in the middle, I never stopped changing, and as of today's June 19th, it has been two months.

For two months, I didn't get a penny, I unloaded all the games on my phone, and I never logged in to League of Legends again, I asked myself more than once, why did I fight so hard?

I've always felt why so many authors are difficult to persevere, and the eunuchs have made works, and at this moment, I understand a little bit......

This is all the manuscripts I have in hand.,I shouldn't be in the mood to code words today.,As for how many more tomorrow.,I can't guarantee anything.。

There is another thing, that is, about the readership, there is a saying among the authors that 80% of the works are destroyed in the group, and I will not say the specific reason.

Because my group is a public group, and there are all kinds of people, I have seen swiping, abuse, and advertising, and this group has lost the meaning of its communication.

So, I've decided to disband it, maybe I'll build a VIP group for this book when it hits the shelves, or maybe I won't build it, and I'll talk about it then.

Finally, since people have been complaining about slow updates, I'll talk about this issue.

Time is one thing, but the bigger reason is that writing about this kind of competition requires passion, and I can only write it when I am in a state of excitement to resonate with everyone to the greatest extent.

If the update becomes very fast, and a lot of details and plots are not polished, then it will definitely not be possible to write something of quality, which I have always thought.

Okay, that's all there is to say, if you want to scold, just scold. ）

(End of chapter)