League of Legends: I really don't want to master all positions

Chapter 170 The real Yasuo! (fifth more)

At night, Valoran continent.

In a desert, Yasuo quietly looked at the swordsman opposite, his expression was still indifferent, but with a hint of bitterness.

The swordsman on the opposite side was none other than his own brother—Yong En.

A few years ago, Yasuo escaped from the execution ground. He knew that his old crime had not been healed, and now he was accused of treason again, and he was about to be completely isolated and helpless.

Sure enough, he was soon hunted down endlessly, and even his former companions drew their swords at him.

He has been avoiding, looking for news of the real culprit everywhere, but there are always times when he can't escape, and whenever this happens, he can only be forced to fight with his former companions.

In the past few years, he has experienced large and small battles and repelled countless enemies, but he has never killed a single person.

Today, he was caught up again, but this time his opponent turned out to be his own brother.

"Brother." Yasuo said bitterly.

Yong En sighed, "Brother, come back with me, elders in the family, I will try to persuade them."

Yasuo didn't speak, but shook his head slightly.

The expression on Yong En's face was extremely complicated. After a long time, he said shyly, "Brother, draw your sword."

Seeing that Yasuo was unmoved, Yongen said: "Brother, you know, we have no choice."

Saying that, Yong En's eyes became sharper, "Quickly draw your sword, this is my challenge to you as a swordsman!"

"Let me see how far your Yufeng swordsmanship is!"

The moonlight shone down on Yasuo's face, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye.

"呲~"

Yasuo put his hand on the scabbard, and slowly pulled out the Gale Sword.

Yong En smiled, drew his own sword, and bowed to Yasuo.

Yasuo also slowly bent down and bowed to Yongen.

This is the minimum respect for a swordsman.
"drink!"

Yong En shouted loudly and rushed towards Yasuo.

"Keng!"

The swords of the two touched together, and there was a sound of weapons colliding.

Yongen didn't have the slightest intention of backing down, and instantly withdrew his sword, another stab with his backhand!
"Chong!"

Yasuo swung his sword across, blocked Yong En's sword, and retreated sharply.

Yong En frowned, and shouted: "What are you, fight back!"

Yasuo was silent. At this moment, Yongen stopped and put his hand on his sword, and a faint air flow lingered around the sword.

"Yufeng Swordsmanship!" Yasuo lost his voice.

Yong En glanced at Yasuo and said, "Brother, use all your strength, otherwise, I might really kill you."

Looking at Yongen, Yasuo smiled for the first time, "Yufeng Swordsmanship. As expected of my brother."

Yasuo's expression became serious, and he also pressed his hand on the sword body. A green whirlpool lingered around the sword body, lingering for a long time.

At a certain moment, the eyes of both of them became sharp.

"Slashing Steel Flash!"

Under the moonlight, the two swordsmen collided fiercely!
The two had been fighting for an unknown amount of time, and it was hard to tell the winner. They fought from night to dawn.

Yasuo was dressed roughly, looking at Yone, who was panting opposite him, and forcibly gathered a little bit of strength.

"Slashing Steel Flash!"

The two were about to collide again, but at this moment, Yong En suddenly smiled as if relieved, and slightly let go of the hand holding the sword.

The sudden change made Yasuo startled, but he had no time to stop!

"laugh!"

A flash of sword light flashed, and Yone was pierced through the chest by Yasuo's Gale Sword, and fell powerlessly.

"elder brother!"

Yasuo threw away his sword and rushed directly in front of Yong En, looking at the shocking blood hole in his chest, feeling extremely regretful in his heart.

"Ahem. Brother, with your current strength, the people sent by the elders can't do anything to you. I can rest assured."

Yongen's breath was extremely exhausted, but he still smiled and said.

"Why." Yasuo said shyly.

Yong En smiled, "For atonement."

"At the beginning, I was worried about your safety, so I told the captain of your team not to go to the battlefield, but in the end, what happened later."

Yasuo remained silent, two lines of tears flowed down his face.

"Ahem!" Yongen coughed twice again, and said, "Brother, do you know why I practice Yufeng swordsmanship so hard?"

"Because the elder died from Yufeng swordsmanship!"

Hearing Yong En's words, Yasuo's pupils shrank slightly, "That's why they doubt me?"

Yong En nodded, "At that time, in the whole of Ionia, only you had mastered the legendary Wind Sword Technique, so their spearheads were all directed at you."

"I practice Yufeng Swordsmanship hard to prove that even other people can practice Yufeng Swordsmanship."

"They, there is no reason to doubt my brother! Cough cough"

At the end, Yong En coughed violently again.

However, at this moment, Yone's eyes suddenly recovered, and his breath became stable. He directly grabbed Yasuo's arm with that powerful hand.

Yasuo's heart sank. He knew that this was a flashback. His brother was about to...
"Brother, promise me, live well!"

Yone looked into Yasuo's eyes and said seriously.

"I promise you, brother," Yasuo replied, trying not to shake his voice.

There was a smile on the corner of Yong En's mouth, and there was no more concern, his eyes were slightly closed, and there was no breath.

Yasuo stared blankly at Yong En's body, and sat there for a long time until dawn, before he buried Yong En and turned to leave.

He was going to a place, said goodbye to someone he cared about, and then continued on his journey.

He must find the person who knows how to control the wind swordsmanship!

"Master, you are back, look, my ability to manipulate rocks has become more proficient."

Seeing Yasuo come back, a girl in red manipulated a rock and showed it off to him.

But soon, she realized something was wrong, and rushed towards Yasuo, nervously said: "Master, why are you injured?"

She could clearly see that Yasuo's skirt was covered with blood.

Yasuo remained silent for a long time before saying, "Queer, go back to Shurima and be your Taliyah."

The girl in red froze, "Master, don't you want me?"

Yasuo patted her head lightly, and said, "I will continue to pursue my own way of swordsmanship, maybe one day, I will die in a foreign country."

"I don't want you to follow me."

"Remember, when I'm not by your side, you must take good care of yourself and be strong!"

After speaking, Yasuo left without looking back.

"Master!"

The girl in red rushed towards Yasuo's back, but at this moment, a wind barrier blocked her.

Seeing Yasuo walking away, the girl in red had tears in her eyes, and shouted at Yasuo's back at the top of her lungs.

"Master, I will listen to you, I will become strong, and I will return to Shurima!"

"Master, you have to take care too!"

"Also, I really like the name Master gave me. From now on, instead of Taliyah, I will be called Taliyah!"

Hearing the voice behind him, Yasuo still didn't look back and walked further and further away.

"Que'er, take care of yourself." Yasuo murmured.

Today, he lost his elder brother and was separated from his only apprentice again. He knew that he was the real Dugu.

At the beginning, he told Yong En that he wanted to pursue his own way of swordsmanship in the war, but now that he thinks about it, it is really ironic.

Now, his way of swordsmanship is Dugu.

War is really the cruelest thing...

In loneliness, he will pursue his own way of swordsmanship!
Looking at the Gale Sword in his hand, Yasuo smiled faintly.

"The long road is long, but the sword is the only companion"

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"Penta-kill!"

A shocking notification sounded in Summoner's Canyon, Yasuo, pentakill!

The audience suddenly stood up, this is a real 1V5, get five kills!

"Damn it, I want to play Yasuo when I go back, don't let anyone stop me."

"Add me, I want to play too!"

Almost everywhere in the auditorium was filled with such remarks.

Soon, the audience all shouted.

"Yasuo, Yasuo!"

The sound wave after wave was overwhelming, and it lasted for a long time.

"As expected of Brother Xia, you're really awesome, haha."

In the voice of the team, the old wolf laughed heartily.

Even Feiying turned his head at this moment and looked at Luo Xia.

Luo Xia didn't hear the shouts of the audience or the voices of his teammates. At this time, he was extremely excited.

He felt, at that moment just now, Yasuo's will!
That is an unyielding swordsman, a real wind sword hero - Yasuo!
(PS: If you want to add more, I will add it, and if you say I am water, I will admit it.

Suffice to say, it took me a solid five hours to write the two chapters that contain Yasuo's backstory.

From constructing the framework, characters, to writing, I sat in the dormitory for a whole afternoon, and I wanted to present a real lonely swordsman to everyone.

Obviously, I failed, 5 hours, much more time than updating the normal chapters, in exchange for doubts, water, word count, and even some people said I plagiarized!
I am very tired and feel like crying. I just want to say that I will never do such a thankless thing in the future!
For a moment, I didn't want to write any more, but I couldn't, I know, it would be unfair to the book friends who have always supported me, and after the addition of these two chapters, I still owe six chapters to update.

I don’t want to say too much, and maybe someone will blackmail me for a show. I just want to say that those who say those things can go and find out when the English CET-[-] and the university’s exam week are!
I had three exams last week, as well as a drawing assignment, and I still gritted my teeth to ensure the update.

But what I have seen is that there is no encouragement, only comments like abandoning books due to slow updates.

This book was released on April 4th, no matter what happened to me in the middle, I have never stopped updating. It has been two months since June 20th today.

For two months, I didn't get a penny, I uninstalled all the games on my phone, and I never logged into League of Legends again. I asked myself more than once, why am I working so hard?
I have always wondered why so many authors have difficulty persevering, and the eunuchs have finished their works. At this moment, I understand a little bit...

This is all the manuscripts I have on hand. I shouldn’t be in the mood to type today. As for tomorrow’s updates, I can’t guarantee anything.

Another thing is about the readership. There is a saying among the authors that 80.00% of the works are destroyed by the audience. I won’t talk about the specific reasons.

Because my group is a public group, there are all kinds of people, I saw screen spam, abuse, advertisements, this group has lost its meaning of communication.

Therefore, I have decided to disband it. Maybe I will build a VIP group for this book after it is put on the shelves, or maybe I won’t. Let’s talk about it then.

Finally, since everyone has been complaining about slow updates, I will talk about this aspect of the problem.

Time is one aspect, and the bigger reason is that writing this kind of competition requires passion. I can only write it when I am in a state of excitement, so as to resonate with everyone to the greatest extent.

If the update becomes very fast and many details and plots are not polished, then it is definitely impossible to write quality things, I always think so.

Well, that's all for now, if you want to scold, just scold. )
(End of this chapter)