Chapter 1 The Limits of Talent
Is the wind running or chasing?
As the sword danced, a strong wind blew in the dojo. The wind continued to gather along the sword blade, making the already extremely sharp blade even sharper, and the speed that was already too fast to be seen became even faster.
The man holding the sword was wearing a light blue swordsman's uniform. When he swung the sword, a strong wind was raised, which attracted the envy of the people around him.
The swordsman holding two swords was wearing a light yellow swordsman's uniform. His double sword attacks were swift and unparalleled, like a continuous stream of water, but they were quite methodical.
However, a swordsman with two swords is no match for a swordsman with a single sword.
Even though there were two swords for parrying, and the person wielding the sword to create a wild wind had only one sword, he was still caught between a rock and a hard place, and lost his composure. He had to use the part of himself that he was not good at, and competed with the opponent in controlling the wind.
So naturally, the swords of the dual-sword swordsman were knocked away.
The winner has been decided.
When the disciples next to the battlefield saw this scene, they all clapped lazily, and the wind swordsman with the ponytail also ostentatiously gave himself a thumbs up to accept the praise from his fellow disciples.
Only their eldest brother rubbed his wrist silently, silently pulled out the sword that fell on the ground, and put it back into the scabbard.
"You're amazing, Yasuo. It's great that you can learn the Wind Control Sword Technique."
The man who spoke lazily clapped his hands. It was not that he was not amazed at the Wind Swordsman's swordsmanship, but that he had become accustomed to Yasuo's genius.
He had learned the powerful Wind Control Sword Technique within a few years of entering the sect, and was the only disciple praised by Elder Su Ma as the most talented. In fact, he was also the strongest among them. Even their respected senior brother Yongen was nothing compared to him.
But compared to Yasuo's genius and the praise for Yasuo, he is actually more curious about something else.
He looked at a disciple who had joined the dojo at the same time as Yasuo but had never shown any envy, and asked about something he had always been curious about.
"Honestly, aren't you envious? Li Ke, I've never seen you envy Yasuo."
The person he asked was Li Ke, who was wearing a somewhat faded gray cloth swordsman's uniform and was holding a booklet. Before, he didn't pay much attention to the battle between the two strongest swordsmen in the sect. He just sat there quietly looking at the account book and recording something.
Li Ke was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this senior brother named Kong Ruo would ask such a question. Could he say that as a time traveler, he had no way to learn the magic here, and naturally could not learn this technique that was read as swordsmanship and written as magic, so he would not be envious and jealous?
But looking at Yasuo, whose face was so excited that he almost flew up, and Yone, who had a calm face and did not seem to care about being defeated, and thinking of their almost inevitable future outcome, he thought for a moment and then spoke.
"Because I know very well that Yasuo is born to be suitable for this swordsmanship, because he is like a gust of wind, and nothing can restrain him... and I never expected to learn the wind-controlling swordsmanship from the beginning, so naturally I would not envy him."
"Hey, hey, that's the Wind Control Sword Technique. If you can learn it..."
"But a chef has his own talents, a warrior has his own talents, and a king has his own talents. My talent in wind-controlling swordsmanship is indeed not as good as Yasuo's. This is just a fact."
The sword moves with the heart. If the heart is not as free as the wind without any restraint or hindrance, how can one reach the highest realm of wind-controlling swordsmanship?
The intention of this sword technique was determined from the beginning that someone with my personality would not be able to learn it.
Speaking his true thoughts, Li Ke picked up his sword, stood up from the dojo , and prepared to help chop wood, and then pack up the wooden swords for training before training.
But just as he was leaving, Kong Ruo suddenly spoke to his back.
"But you are also a swordsman, aren't you? Even if you don't learn the Wind Control Sword Technique, don't you envy Yasuo's swordsmanship?"
Li Ke paused and did not answer the question.
He did envy the other's inhumanly strong body and powerful swordsmanship. And it was impossible to say that he did not envy Yasuo's talent at all and hoped that he could learn the wind-controlling swordsmanship.
But he did not become jealous of Yasuo and let his mind become twisted because of this.
Because he's not as talented as Yasuo, that's a fact.
He was not like Yasuo, who was considered to be a person with outstanding qualifications among Ionians. As a real Earthling, his physical fitness was not even as good as that of ordinary Ionians. Rather than being a disciple, he was more like a servant adopted by Elder Suma, and he had no magical talent at all.
The Wind Control Sword Art is actually the magic of controlling the wind. Yasuo himself is more of a mage than a swordsman. So how can a time traveler without magic talent learn the Wind Control Sword Art?
It's just a waste of effort.
That's right, Li Ke traveled through time. On the day he got a promotion and a pay raise, he was having a party with friends in an Internet cafe. As a result, just as he sat down in the air-conditioned chair with his lemonade, he came here. His body inexplicably turned into a baby and fell into the forest.
Fortunately, he was picked up by an old woodcutter who had lost all his family members and brought back to the village, so he was not fed to the wild beasts here.
Unfortunately, the old woodcutter passed away when he was seven years old. On the day he left, the old woodcutter sent him to the Taoist temple, looked into his eyes, and said that he could no longer tolerate the fact that he had abandoned his wife and children because of his fear of death, so he wanted to go to the Forget-Your-Sorrow Garden, forget everything, and then come back to continue living with Li Ke and start a new life.
Li Ke clearly remembered the woodcutter's eyes when he left. There was a look of regret, sorrow, and guilt for committing a familiar crime again. So when the other party left, he knew that the other party would not be able to come back from the place called Forget-Sorrow Garden.
From then on, the woodcutter never came back, and the kind-hearted Elder Suma accepted him as his disciple, and he began to perform the duties of a disciple and a laborer: maintaining the temple and collecting firewood, washing clothes and boiling water, and other things within his ability.
But unfortunately, although his physical fitness was much better than when he was on Earth, compared with these Ionians who were born to dance with magic, his physical fitness was too poor.
He knew that he would never be able to surpass these Ionians who all had magical powers in their bodies by just training. So he wanted to live up to Elder Suma's expectations, firstly, he kept training, and secondly...
Save up enough money and go to Piltover to buy a set of Hextech power armor. Arm yourself with money and shape the future with technology.
The first one is that he has been working on it all the time during these nine years and can be said to be one of the most hardworking people.
But the second one...
It is said that he has been practicing swordsmanship all the time in the past nine years. He relies on Elder Su Ma for food, sleep and clothing. He also relies on Elder Su Ma for work. Although he has pocket money every month, it is only enough to have a good meal and buy good shoes, but it is not enough to go out to sea.
So to put it simply.
poverty.
There is no way. The social structure of Ionia is quite primitive. Most areas still rely on barter. The rulers of the village are the village chief and the elders. Even the laws of different villages are different, which are completely decided by the village chief. It is better to call it a tribe than a village.
Moreover, as an adopted person, Li Ke had no private property before he reached adulthood, and he could not even think about moving around freely.
"It would be great if I knew magic, no, it would be great if I were a rich second-generation..."
Laughing at himself, Li Ke put the sword back into the sheath, humming the tune of "If I could do it again, I would choose Li Bai", and planned to prepare the wooden sword.
But after taking a few steps, he felt dizzy, as if his mind had passed through a huge whirlpool, and then he lost control of his body.
And in the haze, he seemed to have become the son of a wealthy businessman. While growing up, he kept asking his father to let him learn swordsmanship.
Under his obsession, his father agreed, and then he learned swordsmanship and the power called Qi, and his life went on peacefully.
Until one day, a woman named Kelly moved in front of his house...
