Bab 479: Chapter 479: Grudges
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"I.. I..."
The young man's face turned purple with embarrassment, unsure of how to respond to Mo Xin's mocking words.
Zeng Yi stood beside Mo Xin, hearing her words, he leaned over and whispered, "Do you know each other?"
Mo Xin nodded. "Yeah, this kid used to be a student at my family's Dojo and was good friends with my younger brother. But now, we have no relationship whatsoever."
"Um, it seems like your relationship with this Vigor Sword Dojo is quite complicated." Zeng Yi silently commented, then continued to watch their performance.
Jie Yue, from the Vigor Sword Dojo, stared at the formidable young girl before him with wide eyes.
He knew exactly who she was. The most talented and powerful soul master in Qingping Town, who was invited by the Sword God Palace to train when she was only fourteen years old.
For the past hundred years, everyone in Qingping Town believed that she had stayed in the Sword God Palace and perhaps looked down on her hometown.
But to their surprise, she had returned silently.
Six years ago, she was already at the Spirit Ancestor stage. Now, after six years of training in the Sword God Palace, her strength had reached unimaginable heights.
One thing Jie Yue could be certain of was that she was incredibly powerful!
As a practitioner of the way of the sword himself, he felt an overwhelming sharpness emanating from Mo Xin. It was as if she herself was a sword, a sword of utmost sharpness!
Mo Xin shifted her gaze away from the young man and landed it on the silent Jie Yue. She smiled faintly and said, "This sir, I haven't come to you at the Vigor Sword Dojo to settle scores, but you've unexpectedly come to my Swift Wind Sword Dojo. Quite a surprise indeed."
"Initially, Swift Wind Sword Dojo made a vow to close for three years. Now, what does it mean that you've reopened your school ahead of time?" Jie Yue suddenly remembered this and gained some confidence, no longer worrying about the background of the Sword God Palace that the other party might have.
"The words of a swordsman must not be violated!"
"Heh! But I never said those words!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Xin's countenance immediately turned cold, her eyes brimming with boundless anger.
Jie Yue stood his ground and said firmly, "But that's what your father promised with his own mouth after losing to our school's head! As his child, shouldn't you bear the responsibility of his promise?"
"Heh, you dare say these words. If it weren't for your coercion, my father wouldn't have ended up like this!" Mo Xin sneered coldly, her icy gaze fixed on the group of people.
"Right, I reopened the school ahead of schedule. So what? Do I need to report to your Vigor Sword Dojo? What a joke! Remember, my father is no longer here, so Swift Wind Sword Dojo is no longer the same. Now, it's my own dojo! If I want to reopen and accept students, what business is it of yours?"
Upon hearing this, Jie Yue's eyes widened, looking at the cold-faced Mo Xin, his neck flushed with anger. "You...are twisting the truth!"
Mo Xin just gave a disdainful smile. "Are you to talk about this? If it weren't for your revenge, my father wouldn't have ended up like this!" She snorted coldly, her icy gaze scanning the group of people.
"Yes, I reopened the school ahead of schedule. So what? Do you have the guts to challenge us? Come in if you dare."
After speaking, Mo Xin glanced at Zeng Yi by her side. Zeng Yi understood her intention and walked with her into the hall, waiting calmly.
The remaining group from the Vigor Sword Dojo stood dumbfounded. They had come with great momentum, hoping to intimidate the other party. However, they didn't expect the other party to have an even stronger presence.
All of them stood there, unsure of what to do. After all, the other party was not only the town's most talented individual but also someone who had returned from training at the Sword God Palace.
Ignoring her strength and talent, just the reputation of the Sword God Palace was enough to make them feel apprehensive.
Jie Yue hesitated and struggled for a long time in front of the wide-open gates of Swift Wind Sword Dojo. In the end, he decided to enter.
After all, they had come to challenge, and now that they had arrived, with the other party even opening their gates to them, if they turned around and left without entering, they would forever hang their heads in shame. Their pursuit of the way of the sword would also come to an end.
"Let's go in!"
Jie Yue took a deep breath, steadying his heart. He looked at the once magnificent dojo and stepped forward.
Soon, the spacious training ground that had always been empty was filled with many figures, unfortunately, these people were not students of the dojo but competitors who had come to challenge.
At this moment, Mo Xiao also arrived at the dojo.
As he stepped into the school, he was stunned.
The training ground that should have had only three people, including himself, was now filled with over ten unfamiliar figures.
Upon closer inspection, they were from the Vigor Sword Dojo, causing Mo Xiao to feel a sense of panic.
But deep within his eyes also hid a sense of resentment.
However, he just forced a laugh, shaking off the anger, and awkwardly said, "Oh, so many guests today? What a surprise."
Mo Xiao laughed and hurriedly ran over to Zeng Yi's side, leaning in and whispering, "Brother Lang, what's going on here?"
Hearing his words, Zeng Yi couldn't help but give him a blank look. "They came to challenge our dojo. Can't you figure that out?"
"Oh, uh, hehe." Mo Xiao smiled awkwardly, then turned to the opposite side, where he saw a familiar face.
Xie Yan!
Mo Xiao looked at him, but Xie Yan lowered his head, unable to meet his gaze.
Three years ago, they were still senior brothers in the same dojo, good friends and brothers who had played together since childhood. But now, he stood on the opposite side, coming to challenge the place where they used to train together.
Sigh~
Mo Xiao sighed internally, feeling regret, anger, and helplessness.
Mo Xin, on the other hand, glanced at her younger brother and then swept her gaze over the people on the opposite side, curling her lips in a contemptuous smile.
"So, you want to challenge us? Fine! Let's do it according to the rules." Mo Xin pointed to Zeng Yi beside her as she spoke.
Zeng Yi was a little bewildered to be pointed at.
Isn't this a grudge between your two families? Shouldn't you handle this yourself, vent some frustration, instead of pushing this troublesome job onto me?
"Who will fight him, whether one-on-one or all of you together, it's up to you. If you can knock him down, then Swift Wind Sword Dojo will admit defeat and close its doors forever, never to accept new students again."
"But if you can't beat him and lose, it doesn't matter. Just get lost."
"The grudges between Swift Wind Sword Dojo and your Vigor Sword Dojo will be settled at the trial sword meeting during the Spirit Blossom Festival."
Upon hearing her words, Jie Yue felt strongly humiliated.
The other party's rules seemed to not even consider them. This young person in front of him, who looked to be around twenty years old, dared to have such audacity. Not only did he offer himself up for one-on-one combat, but also group combat of their choosing?
It was simply outrageous!
Jie Yue acknowledged that Mo Xin was strong, and no one among their disciples present was her match. But it didn't mean that any person they pulled out would have the same talent and strength as her.
Could it be that he had also undergone training in the Sword God Palace and became a swordmaster?
What was even more infuriating was that even if they lost, they wouldn't suffer any consequences.
This was complete and utter disregard, disdain!
It made Jie Yue feel like a clown.
Not only him but also the group of disciples behind him glared at Zeng Yi with angry and humiliated eyes.
Feeling their gaze, Zeng Yi felt quite innocent.
As the only disciple of Swift Wind Sword Dojo, who else would take action if not himself?
Thus, Zeng Yi stepped forward, wearing a gentle smile on his face as he looked at the opponents and said, "Who wants to go first?"
"Brother Lang, please let me go first."
Before the opposite side could respond, a resolute and powerful statement came from behind him.
Zeng Yi turned to look, surprised to see it was Mo Xiao.
Mo Xiao, who usually had a relaxed and carefree expression, had now become serious. His eyes were sharp, like a sword ready to unleash its full power.
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