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Chapter 2 The Wind Rises

"Anyway, since you come, you will be at ease. It is better to live than to die. Wang Yue is you and me, and we will start from now on.

It's alone." Wang Yue looked at the sword weapon in his hand and whispered in a slight look.

In fact, he now has all the memories and emotions of this body. Rather than fundamentally replacing the other person's existence, he actively integrated everything about Wang Yue. So to a certain extent, part of his spirit, whether in terms of emotions or memory, is actually exactly the same as this body before "death".

The only difference is the question of "whoever is the leader and who is the second" and who can make the decision with all his power.

The rain outside gradually stopped, and the floor inside the room was still in a mess. Wang Yue was stunned for a while, sighed, and the sword in his hand turned into a ball of flowing green light and retracted back to his body.

Then he took off his already wet clothes, stuffed them into the washing machine in the bathroom, turned on the "shower head" and took a shower with hot water, washed them carefully, then put on clean clothes, dragged them clean the balcony, opened the door and walked out.

After a night of wind and rain, the morning air was filled with the fragrance of plants and trees, and there were birds falling from nearby trees, with water traces on them, chirping crisply and cheerful.

The lawn after the rain is particularly green, with flowers adorning it, and the birds singing are quiet and appearing more and more vibrant.

Standing blankly at the door of the house, after a long time, Wang Yue took a deep breath, felt the cool air entering his lungs, and his whole mood suddenly improved. Such a green and infinitely vibrant scenery was only seen when looking through historical pictures in his era.

The development of science and technology is destined to be exchanged for huge costs. When humans finally leave the earth, their entire home has completely become a forest of steel and cement. Large residential communities that soar to the sky have risen from the ground. Many people are destined to live in buildings since they were born. There are dust shields outside and control areas inside. The sky they can see is always shrouded by thick dust clouds. Even the sun seems to have become a luxury...

Not far from your residence, walking two or three hundred meters along the block is a park. The park is quite large and is facing the river below. Because the forest is too lush, even on sunny days, the forest looks a bit dark and humid. In addition, the environment here is remote, so few people are willing to stay here for more.

However, passing through this forest is a relatively prosperous commercial street. It saves at least half of the time from the distance to school on this small road than taking the main road. Therefore, Wang Yue used to pass by here every day when he went to school and got off. His familiarity with this place almost became an instinct. As soon as he left the house, he naturally walked here.

The sun has not risen yet, and the park is very quiet. There are almost no people along the way. But occasionally a few birds appear on the treetops in the forest, jumping around. When they see strangers, they are suddenly shocked, flapping their wings and flying far away. In Wang Yue's eyes, they look more interesting and full of vitality.

However, just as Wang Yueyi felt that he was walking in this forest, a figure suddenly reflected in his eyes in a small open space not far away.

"Someone came out for morning exercise so early?"

Wang Yue was slightly stunned for a moment, paused, and squinted his eyes and looked into the woods.

It turned out that in the woods, the person who was currently active was an old man wearing black casual clothes, gray hair, and looking a little thin.

The old man turned his back to Wang Yue, holding a sword in his hand, dancing slowly, looking like he was doing exercises. His movements were not only slow but also without any strength. Sometimes they were even crooked and had no beauty or rhythm.

Whether it is the cold weapon fighting technique that is popular in the federal army in Wang Yue's memory, or the fencing movement that is still circulating in this world, it seems that it is just the old man who got up early to exercise and moved his hands with his weapon sword, and he couldn't tell what the structure was inside.

Where there are people, there will be disputes and wars. This is the truth that can be called truth no matter which world it is in. This world has a history of thousands of years. It has many countries, mixed interests, religions, conflicts, darkness, and light. Of course, various martial arts and fighting techniques will be passed down.

The first instinct for human survival is to yearn for security, and powerful personal force is obviously the most direct means to achieve this goal. This is actually similar to the historical development on the earth.

As for the country where Wang Yue is now, it should be considered the West in terms of geographical coordinates, which is roughly equivalent to the European area on the earth. It also experienced several development stages of primitive tribes, slave society, feudal society and capitalism in history. However, the family members in memory and the evolution of modern history once again confirmed that this is definitely not a world in any time period in the history of the earth.

Because he travels through space rather than simple time. There is no concept of time in the black hole. Although in his consciousness, it may have been hundreds of years, it may also be just a pause, just like the image data with a pause button pressed, time has been completely stopped... And in the memory left over from this body, the world mentioned, although there is no essential difference in common sense, the country is indeed different.

Take the original "China" on the earth as an example. Although the country corresponding here is also located in the east and has strong national strength, can you imagine that civilization has developed to this day and still follows the imperial system?

Asia-Tang Empire! A great country that dominates the Eastern world!

It is also the hometown of Wang Yue's father, Wang Chaozong.

Apart from historical factors, the rest are almost the same as the earth. After two industrial revolutions in Western society, modern industry has developed rapidly, and people here generally receive national compulsory education. After each person starts at the age of five and goes through twelve years of basic education, he can choose different professional subjects for further study based on his personal interests and family reality, and the study subjects are divided very carefully.

Wang Yue is only seventeen years old this year and is already a first-year student at the Yorkshire National Medical University in this world. Because he is naturally weak, he came into contact with the school's "fighting club" in college. Because of this, he has a brief understanding of the development of swordsmanship and fighting skills in this world in memory. He has developed some interest in this old man who practices swordsmanship and comments.

However, after Wang Yue looked at it for a while, he became a little shaken by his thoughts.

Wang Yue discovered that this old man had a big characteristic when practicing swords. No matter how slow his movements were, his eyes were always on the tip of the sword in his hand at the beginning of each movement.

The eyes are concentrated and the concentration is concentrated.

Moreover, he always hides his left hand under his ribs. When the sword moves, his fingers move as well. His index finger and middle finger tremble, and it is as if he is holding another sword, and his hands interact and echo each other.

His hands, one up and one up, one long and one short, seemed a little inconsistent at first glance, but if he could see some tricks from the middle, he would find that the old man was always drawing circles on his hands when he was exercising, big and small, straight and oblique, far and near, and circled around and continuously.

In addition, Wang Yue also discovered that the old man not only drew circles on his hands, but also walked circles under his feet. Every step he took must follow an arc, and the sword moved his hands and feet. It gave people the feeling of being a puppet carrying a thread, and the whole person was manipulated by an invisible thin thread, pulling a thread to move his whole body.

Although his movements do not seem coherent and smooth and lack sufficient rhythm, when he moves, his whole body moves, sword moves, hands moves, and feet moves, and every part of his body seems to move, especially his spine, and when he moves, something seems to be moving continuously, which makes Wang Yue feel boiling.

Wang Yue was more and more surprised. He didn't know how long it took, but the old man with his back to him suddenly pulled his sword, stacked his hands, slowly pressed down from his eyebrows, along the midline of his chest and abdomen, and at the same time he raised his right foot and slowly retracted it, stepped on the ground and let out a long breath.

Wang Yue clearly felt that just such a simple movement of raising his feet high and falling down his feet lightly, he couldn't help but tremble. In his mental sensing, the entire ground seemed to collapse and surge at this moment, and everything in front of him seemed so unreal.

"How could this happen?"

Wang Yue was stunned when he felt this situation. The place he was standing now was at least dozens of meters away from the place where the old man practiced swords. Just such a simple footing action would certainly not cause the ground to shake and form the same effect as an earthquake. In fact, what Wang Yue felt just now actually happened at his spiritual level.

Although everything about him was shattered when he passed through the black hole, the core of his spiritual practice was changed by the sword weapon in his body, thus breaking away from consciousness and not being manipulated. The spiritual power he had worked hard to cultivate in the past few decades was no longer left. But after all, he was taking over the body's body's body's basic foundation, and it was still integrated with the original spirit and consciousness. Even if he started over, his spiritual strength was far greater than that of ordinary humans.

"It is indeed not easy to use one action to influence a person's spirit!" Wang Yue pondered, and then he followed the old man's movements and tried to do it twice.

Unfortunately, when he did the seemingly simple movements, he felt extremely awkward when he was doing them now, as if his hands and feet were rusted, and it was difficult to coordinate like an old man.
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