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"with those Imperials."

In a stone room, a young man named Yi was sitting cross-legged on the ground meditating, and the noise coming from outside made him frown slightly.

The two partners outside couldn't open the door when they came to the stone house, and shouted outside: "Yi, come out quickly." The Imperials have invaded our homeland, aren't you determined to become a great swordsman, take your sword with us today and go with us to fight the Imperials. ”

Yi slowly opened his eyes and muttered, "Imperial, hmph, whatever." As long as there are enemies, as long as you can fight. ”

In front of him, a long sword was stuck in the ground, and the sunlight outside the window reflected a cold glow on the blade, just as sharp as his eyes.

Yi got up and threw the robe to the door in a chic manner, pushed it down, and the door did not open.

The two partners outside waited for a long time, guessed what was going on, and began to help push the door.

"Yi, how long have you locked yourself in and retreated? What kind of kendo do you practice, you don't ask anyone to learn from, you hide in your house all day and practice penance. ”

Yi stood in front of the door with his sword, and said indifferently: "The Tao I cultivate is only for battle, and as long as my sword is unsheathed, it will definitely drink blood." ”

"Oh, stop talking nonsense, the enemy is about to hit the village."

The two muttered, pulled up Yi and hurried away.

On 15 November, the Noxus Expeditionary Force signed an armistice at Neville. The 30,000-strong army returned to Nawel to strengthen the occupation of the province under the pretext of post-war reconstruction.

On the 17th, a squad of Imperial Army arrived at the village of Forge Sword in the northeastern province of Naville.

The reason why the sword casting village got its name is that it is said that a famous swordsman from the mainland came out of here many years ago, and in the early years, the master made a living from this place and practiced swordsmanship.

Of course, these legends are just the talk of the villagers on weekdays, and they may not believe it, let alone frighten the murderous Noxians.

A dozen soldiers blocked the north and south exits of the village, while the remaining few searched from house to house, and after looting the wealth, they escorted all the adult males outside the village and gathered together.

The southern coast of Ionia is rich in high-quality crystal, and there are two large mining areas in the province of Navel. In order to increase the speed of mining of these strategic materials that the empire urgently needed, these men in the Sword Forge Village will soon be sent to the mining area to become laborers.

Several soldiers made their way to the end of the village and ran into three teenagers who had arrived.

Yi walked in front with a long sword, ready to start the battle at any moment.

The soldier looked at it a few times and said, "It seems that there are still a few labor quotas today, what do you think of the three boys over there?" ”

"The skinny one in front of him was tired and lay down after a day of being sent to the mining area, so don't waste that effort."

"Well, that's right. But the two boys in the back are quite strong, although they are a little smaller, and they can barely make up a number. ”

Yi Wen was furious when he heard this.

With a sword in both hands, his gaze was awe-inspiring. The murderous aura and the sword light fused together, and at this moment, the battle he had been longing for finally arrived.

"My mind is like a sword, and the sword is infinite."

Yi muttered in a low voice, like chanting a spell. His steps grew faster and faster, and when he came a few meters in front of the soldier, his figure suddenly turned into a gust of wind.

Several soldiers were stunned, completely unaware of what was happening.

The wind swept past them, and the sword qi tore at the armor on them with a screeching sound.

The boy appeared behind them, still holding his sword in both hands, keeping a forward stance.

The soldiers looked back blankly: "Hey, what was this kid doing just now?" ”

"What's your name, that kid with the sword?"

Yi stood there still, the wind blew his robe, and he just said coldly: "Call me Master Yi." ”

"Yi Da wet ......" The soldier who asked him just now picked up the roster and wrote down this strange name. I thought that this kid was so hard-working, it seemed that he wanted to be loyal to the empire, so I reluctantly let him be a miner.

“1、2、3。” Yi counted silently in his heart, and then said awe-inspiringly: "As the loser in my first battle, I give you the qualification to know my name. Now, you can fall. ”

"Why is this kid talking so much, it can't be that he has broken his brain by juggling."

"It's all registered, take it back first."

Several soldiers discussed, and the squad leader came up and kicked the boy in the ass.

"Pour, smash your mother's egg, go to the front and gather Lao Tzu."

Yi threw himself into the mud with a look of disbelief: "How come, my sword path has obviously been cultivated." ”

"Master Rito said that my kendo killing is too heavy to let me strike. But now that I've done it, why is this happening? ”

The captain of the soldier came with a chain and scolded: "What kind of nerves is the stinky boy, be honest with me." ”

"Be honest, be honest with me, or I'll kill you."

The soldiers in the back choked and drew their scimitars, so frightened that the other two teenagers did not dare to struggle anymore.

"No, call me Master Yi." Yi shouted, raised his long sword and rushed reflexively.

[Alpha Raid]!

The wind swept by, and the sword qi was rampant.

Same picture, same result.

The captain of the soldiers was stunned again, and slashed out the scimitar.

"Your mother's bastard is starting to get nervous again, and it seems that he is not honest when he brings it back, so he will kill it first."

[Meditation]!

The blade slashed, and Yi suddenly folded his hands, closed his eyes, and said something in his mouth.

At the sound of the incantation, pale green ripples appeared on his body, exuding a thick life energy.

The blade tore a wound in his shoulder and bounced open, and the team leader was taken aback to see the wound on the boy's shoulder heal quickly in the green light.

"It's actually a cultivator, it's interesting."

The captain saw that the sun was in the west, and ordered, "You take those two back first, and hurry to the next village." Today's mission quota is almost up, and I'll meet this kid. ”

The soldiers left, leaving only two who seemed to want to see a good show.

The team leader didn't speak, quietly waiting for the teenager to finish his meditation.

Then, he raised his scimitar: "You can use any ability, since you are a cultivator, I will give you the right to fight fairly." ”

"Okay, I'll give you that qualification as well." Yi shouted and rushed with his sword.

The swords clashed, and the two fought for a few moments.

Yi's confidence slowly recovered: I must have been unprepared just now, my kendo is powerful, but I didn't play it in the first actual battle.

However, at this time, the face of the soldier captain became more and more impatient, and he finally lost the mood to play.

"Waste, it turns out that you have such a little ability, and you have delayed Lao Tzu's work in vain."

As he spoke, he had already burst out of the suppressed combat power and slashed down with a single sword.

Choke.

The sword in the young man's hand was cut in the middle, and in a moment of his astonishment, the squad leader's heavy fist condensed his demonic energy slammed into his chest and abdomen.

Burst.

Yi spewed out a large mouthful of blood mist, threw his body high, and fell into a pile of rocks.

The crisp sound of bones breaking sounded one after another, and Yi's whole body seemed to fall apart. But he stood up, his broken sword cutting a furrow on the ground, and dragging a broken leg step by step.

The team leader sneered disdainfully: "Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead." You two cooked him, and Lao Tzu was too lazy to make another move. ”

Two soldiers approached with scimitars, and the oblique sunlight cast their shadows far away, and fell on the young man as cold as death.

"Is there only one last chance?"

The young man slowly closed his eyes, and said in his heart with a calm mind: "The will that is gathered can break through the stubborn stone." ”

"I'm going to make it, and this time I'm going to have to do it."

Yi shook his body, held the ridiculous broken sword, and rushed up again in the sneering eyes of the soldiers.

The wind is blowing, and the sword aura is like the moon.

This time, there was no such awe-inspiring prestige, no fancy performances.

The sword light was as soft as water in the setting sun, calm and solid, without the slightest wave.

Yi sent this blow, turned and left.

He wasn't afraid of death, but he couldn't.

Master Rito had said that he was the only person to pass on this kendo, even though he didn't even know the name of it. However, it was more important than his life.

In the twilight, the back of the young man staggering away looked so pitiful and ridiculous.

"Haha, what a coward."

The soldier laughed and chased after him. But they only took a few steps before their bodies suddenly froze.

When the afterglow of the setting sun came, there were traces of light in the shadows they had fallen to the ground, which did not break open and expanded.

The squad leader watched as two of his men fell to the ground in front of him, shattered.

He gave one last look at the young man who was gone, and then looked down.

On the chest that had just been swept by the wind, the iron armor cracked open one by one, and a touch of bright red slowly faded under the placket.

He lowered his head slowly, and saw the half-severed sword on the ground.

"Who is he?"

"What kind of sword is that?"

……

The young man threw away the broken sword in his hand and climbed over a stone mountain. He did not dare to turn back, fearing that the pursuing soldiers would crush his will to advance.

He has to move forward, he still has a long way to go.

There was another mountain ahead, towering high like a sword that had not yet been sharpened.

Sword Casting Mountain, the place where the nameless master forged swords.

Easy to go there.

Repair his sword, and repair his ways.

"I'm not a coward."

"My name is Master Yi."

"I'll be back."