Wedge

In the golden autumn of October, the weather is cool.

A faint golden light fell from the blue sky, bright and soft, shining warm on people. The slight autumn wind blew away the summer heat that had accumulated for a summer, and finally brought long-lost coolness to this piece of reinforced concrete "jungle". In the wide streets, there are also a few more comfortable smiles on the faces of the bustling pedestrians - indeed, for Jincheng, a small city located in the south of the Yangtze River, this is one of the most comfortable and pleasant seasons of the year.

However, in this autumn sun is shining, the cool breeze is blowing, and it looks like a peaceful autumn afternoon. A middle-aged warrior dressed in strong clothes and carrying a sword box. Whether it is clothing or spiritual temperament, which is obviously incompatible with the surrounding environment, suddenly appeared in people's sight. The long street where people came and went suddenly stagnated and quickly quieted down...

"Don't be nervous. I'm just passing through my hometown and stopping to have a look!" After shrugging his shoulders and refusing the request of the policeman who quickly appeared in front of him to accompany him to visit, Luo Yuchen had already found the right direction, waved his hand gently, and strode out.

In just a few minutes, the spacious long street has returned to the normal state of traffic. Of course, the dark eyes full of curiosity, inquiry, awe and envy that are secretly thrown cannot be completely dissipated. However, for such a situation, Luo Yuchen has long been used to even completely ignoring it. Therefore, under the follow of the frightened little policeman, he seems to walk slowly but firmly, walking towards the slightly dilapidated residential area not far away...

After turning around several residential areas, Luo Yuchen's footsteps finally stopped in front of a low and dilapidated building. Looking at the small building in front of him, which had been bent in the heavy shadow and had been labeled with the word "detachment" in blood, Luo Yuchen's eyes gradually became blurred: "How time flies. Fifteen years have passed in the blink of an eye..."

Fifteen years of time is not long, but it is not short. However, when he really looks back and recalls carefully, Luo Yuchen suddenly found that in addition to the entanglement that happened in another world, as well as countless boring and plain, day-to-day hard practice, he can There are only a few real memories that have precipitated in my mind! Therefore, relatively speaking, fifteen years ago, when I first came out of my house, the past in this ordinary small building naturally seemed to be more vivid...

In fact, Luo Yuchen is an orphan and has never had any impression of his biological parents. Since he remembered, he grew up in an orphanage in Jincheng until he finished high school at the age of 18, and then he stepped into society.

After a period of tossing and turning, he accidentally stepped into the virtual game world, and Luo Yuchen discovered his game talent. In just two years, Luo Yuchen has grown into a well-known professional player in the circle, and used the money earned in the virtual world to buy the independent building in front of him. However, fate can't always favor the same person. On the contrary, the smooth life has passed for too long, and on the contrary, it is not a good thing...

"Blessed with misfortune, if I were not so impulsive and tough at that time, maybe..." With a slight sigh, the middle-aged swordsman's eyes seemed to be able to shine through everything and dim slightly. However, at the next moment, the sword box on his back suddenly shook, making a low and pleasant sound of sword!

"Buzz..." It seemed to ring directly in the depths of his soul. Under this sound of a sword full of vigorous and unbending artistic conception, even the little policeman standing far away was heartened and subconsciously straightened his waist!

"Ha ha, it's good, it's good, it's not good. What else do you want to do with these? Thousands of grievances, ten years of entanglement, as long as the culprit can be cut under the sword tomorrow, it will be a hundred, hahaha..." After looking up to the sky and roaring, Luo Yuchen naturally pinched a sword formula and gently pointed to the slightly beating sword box, and white light as clear and soft as water poured from the sword box. It comes out. The next moment, Luo Yuchen's figure had turned into a dazzling white light and rose to the sky, disappearing in the eastern sky in the blink of an eye...

Three days later, an amazing news suddenly spread all over the world, causing a sensation in the Chinese martial arts: "On October 13, the newly rising kendo master, Luo Yuchen, known as the 'little sword god', openly challenged the old top ten masters 'Black Dragon King'. The two sides fought outside the East China Sea, and the final result was that the Dragon King was seriously injured, the realm regressed, and the sword god fell!"

"Rise like a comet, a kendo genius who falls like a meteor!" This is the evaluation of the "little sword god" by martial arts in later generations...