"It's actually a girl."

"No, daughter-in-law, why are you?"

"Wife, how are you?"

An elderly couple and their son said as they looked at the baby on the fetal bed.

"It's not that I remember it too well - it's just that the words are so profound. "-Yongwen" These are the three sentences I heard when I was born in the world, full of irony and disgust. ”

"Girls don't use their strength well, and they suffer in this regard, with your current strength, it is estimated that you will not be able to make it to the auditions. A young man scolded a little girl holding a sword, two crystal tears hung in the corners of the little girl's eyes, tears blurred her vision, but she still held the Western sword in her hand, and repeated each movement with difficulty, rushing forward-backward-forward-backward-backward - "It is estimated that our kendo cannot be inherited, and the girl's physique is generally not good, and her physique is even worse than ordinary people!" It seems that you have to rely on the outer disciples, and Yongwen's words, it is so useless, staying here is also a waste of food, find a time to expel her, what do you think, father. The young man said to a bearded old man.

"Well, let's start looking for an orphan who can inherit the way of the sword now, Yongwen's matter, I will also do it sooner or later, after all, this will insult the glory of our family!" said the old man seriously.

At this time, outside the door, the little girl who practiced kendo left the door crying, because she heard the conversation inside.

"Alright, you've grown up, you've got to go on your own, get out!" said the young man, pushing a girl who had just reached the age of ten out of the courtyard.

"Mommy—" and the girl cried out helplessly.

"Has it started?" Yongwen asked Shihai as she lifted her sword, but no one noticed the tears in the corners of her eyes.

"Go!" Shikai shouted excitedly.

"Drink-" Yongwen slid towards Shihai with an arrow step, and tears flowed out of the place she passed, reflecting a little bit of light.

"Yongwen" Kumi naturally observed.

"Eh-" Shihai reacted immediately and jumped backwards violently.

"Huh-" Yongwen slid behind Shihai in another lunge, as fast as if she flashed behind her in an instant.

"Click-" The contact between the broken blade and the Western sword made a loud collision sound.

"Shoulder, carry, carry--" After only a few seconds, a huge collision sound was intensively emitted, and I saw that a lot of sparks popped up from time to time in the middle.

"Bang-" But in the next second, Shihai was slammed away, took a few steps back at once, and almost fell.

"Drink!!-" Yongwen shouted again, and another arrow slid towards Shihai's back, and a sword hilt pushed Shihai away.

"How do you feel?" asked Yongwen with a smile.

"Wow--I can't resist even if I want to resist after you hit the way. Shihai breathed a sigh of relief and then sat down and said.

"If you are the enemy, if I use the strongest method directly, you will not be able to hold it for half a second. Yongwen replied confidently.

"Yongwen, why are you so strong, I at least learned combat techniques or something when I was a child, but I am not as skilled as you, and I am not as fast as you are or anything. Shihai didn't think he was in a group and asked.

"These, it's mainly to look at the exercise, come on, Shihai, are you still here for Jiumi?" Yongwen encouraged, then looked at Jiumi and asked.

"Come!!" Kumi replied firmly.

"The tone is firm enough, but I don't know how the technique is?" said Yongwen as she looked at Kumi confidently.

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