Bab 483: Chapter 483: Gradually Awakening Memories
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As time passed, the day of the Spirit Blossom Festival drew closer, and the festive atmosphere in town grew stronger. The Sword Saint from the Sword God Palace, Celestial Sword Saint, had been staying in the Swift Wind Sword Dojo of the Mo Family, waiting for the day of the festival.
The sudden addition of a person to the dojo made Zeng Yi feel somewhat uncomfortable. He couldn't help but wonder why, but he always felt that the gaze of this Celestial Sword Saint was often focused on him.
Could it be that this person stayed here because of him?
Zeng Yi couldn't help but think about it. He hoped he was just overthinking. After all, he was just an unknown person, while the other party was a renowned figure. There was no need for them to pay attention to him.
Perhaps, this person was just familiar with Mo Xin? Coming to stay at the Swift Wind Sword Dojo for a while could save quite a bit on accommodation and meals.
However, there was someone in the dojo who was very enthusiastic about this. That person was Mo Xiao.
The title of Sword Saint held a position of great honor and greatness in the hearts of the people from Eastern Continent. For Zeng Yi, he didn't care much about it. The only impression he had was that the person was very strong.
But for a young swordsman like Mo Xiao, it was like an idol. This title was their most respected figure, someone they would chase after for their whole lives but could never reach, like a deity.
Having such a legendary person standing before him now and even staying at his home for a while, Mo Xiao was ecstatic.
For Mo Xin and Mo Xiao, the Sword Saint seemed to be a figure full of legend. But for Zeng Yi, the only thing worth his attention was the powerful swordsmanship of the other party.
So, during the time Celestial Sword Saint stayed at the Swift Wind Sword Dojo, it became Zeng Yi's daily routine to spar with the Sword Saint.
Yes, just spar!
Zeng Yi didn't believe that the other party had the qualifications to teach him swordsmanship, nor did he have the ability to be his teacher.
This "spar" was an indication that their skills were on a similar level. Zeng Yi compared his own level of swordsmanship to that of Celestial Sword Saint.
And in subsequent matches, that was indeed the case. This result dumbfounded both Mo Xin and Mo Xiao.
They couldn't believe that the young man they accidentally picked up could actually match the swordsmanship level of a Sword Saint?
Did they unknowingly bring a Sword Saint into their home?
Of course, their thoughts were a bit exaggerated. But as one of the Twelve Sword Scion of the Sword God Palace, Mo Xin could be sure that Zeng Yi's swordsmanship surpassed not only her own but also all the Sword Scion. He possessed a strength that surpassed them all!
However, she still had some doubts about his swordsmanship. Could he really reach the level of Celestial Sword Saint?
Perhaps Celestial Sword Saint was just holding back, and his real strength couldn't be seen with her own eyes alone.
After all, becoming a Sword Saint required not only talent in swordsmanship but also years of practice and experience. It wasn't something that could be achieved solely through talent.
But the real truth was known only to Celestial Sword Saint himself.
Celestial Sword Saint was truly shocked by this mysterious man picked up by the Mo siblings.
Leaving aside the terrifying power hidden within his body, just his swordsmanship had reached the realm of profound understanding of the sword, the [Unity of Heaven and Man].
When this person first sparred with him, Celestial Sword Saint still had a guiding mindset. But slowly, he realized that this person had turned the situation around from being disadvantaged.
His swordsmanship couldn't put any pressure on the other party?
In this shock, Celestial Sword Saint let go and started to take it seriously.
And so, the days went by.
At first, Celestial Sword Saint still had the upper hand with his swordsmanship, but as time passed, the one-sided situation began to change.
Zeng Yi was able to withstand the pressure from Celestial Sword Saint's swordsmanship and counterattack. In the end, both sides were evenly matched.
Gradually, even the Celestial Sword Saint felt a tremendous pressure in Zeng Yi's fierce and relentless swordsmanship.
This man was truly terrifying!
Celestial Sword Saint felt like this person was a monster! Although he was about the same age as Mo Xin, his swordsmanship and level of understanding of the sword had reached such a high level that he could rival that of a Sword Saint!
Was there really such a terrifying genius in this world? In just ten short days, he absorbed all the swordsmanship techniques and grew to a point where even Celestial Sword Saint felt powerless!
Such a scary learning ability!
This person seemed to be a prodigy in the way of the sword, naturally born for it.
No! That's not right!
Celestial Sword Saint seemed to have figured something out.
It wasn't that his learning ability was excessively strong, but rather, this person already possessed such power!
Because he had lost his previous memories, his incredibly strong swordsmanship had also remained dormant within him. But during this time, through practice and sparring with Celestial Sword Saint in such intense battles, the powerful swordsmanship hidden deep within his memories was completely awakened.
If this was truly the case, Celestial Sword Saint couldn't imagine the incredible power of this young man before him!
But if that was true, in Eastern Continent, the Sword God Palace wouldn't have remained unaware of such a powerful swordsman.
Could it be that the other party wasn't from Eastern Continent?
As Celestial Sword Saint was lost in thought, a bamboo sword tore through the air and fiercely slashed towards his chest.
However, a Sword Saint was still a Sword Saint. He quickly adjusted himself and used his own bamboo sword to block the horizontal strike.
But at the moment the two bamboo swords collided, Celestial Sword Saint felt as if a cataclysmic storm was approaching, enveloping him.
It was as if he was standing at the top of a mountain, looking ahead at a terrifying storm with clouds rolling in, as if it were the end of the world!
This was the sword's artistic conception!
Celestial Sword Saint's pupils contracted. This powerful sword's artistic conception made him realize that, in that moment, his opponent's originally pitch-black eyes flickered with a strange blood-red.
In Celestial Sword Saint's calm gaze, deep within, it seemed as if a tempestuous wave had been stirred, a storm surging forth. He felt an incredible shock in his heart.
He had lost half a move!
"Alright, let's stop here today."
Although Celestial Sword Saint had lost, his expression remained calm and composed, not showing any other emotions.
Only because of this, he wouldn't lose face in front of the two younger ones.
If Mo Xin and Mo Xiao knew that he had been half a move behind Zeng Yi in swordsmanship, it would be a complete embarrassment!
By pretending to be calm like this, he could also make them believe that he hadn't taken it seriously and had only been guiding the other party.
Seeing Celestial Sword Saint stop, Zeng Yi also put away his bamboo sword and respectfully bowed to him.
"Thank you for letting me learn, senior."
"Brother Lang, you're amazing! You can actually fight the Sword Saint on equal grounds. Those terrifying Sword Scion members from the Sword God Palace wouldn't be your match, right?" Mo Xiao looked at Zeng Yi with awe and admiration, his eyes shining brightly, not holding back any praise.
"Hehe, it's nothing special." Zeng Yi smiled modestly.
But Zeng Yi felt his hands trembling, his face pale, and cold sweat drenching his forehead.
However, for Mo Xin and Mo Xiao, such a display seemed normal. After all, Zeng Yi had just fought a Sword Saint, and the pressure and exhaustion were expected.
But for Zeng Yi, his pale complexion had nothing to do with these reasons.
It was because he was enduring even more intense pain.
"Sorry, I'm feeling a bit unwell. Let's end today's practice. I'll go back and rest." Zeng Yi forced a smile, enduring the discomfort and pain. He looked at them momentarily, then turned and left.
"Well, you should go back to your room first."
Mo Xin and Mo Xiao didn't pay too much attention to Zeng Yi's state because they thought it was only natural. After all, he had faced a Sword Saint in combat, experiencing great pressure and physical exhaustion.
But Celestial Sword Saint, standing aside, remained silent. He looked at Zeng Yi's departing figure, furrowing his brow.
Because, in that moment when Zeng Yi turned away, Celestial Sword Saint caught a glimpse of an abnormality in his eyes.
He saw a flash of sinister blood-red in Zeng Yi's originally pitch-black eyes.
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