Chapter 495: Foreigners Overseas

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"Brother Lang!"

In the Mo Family Dojo, Mo Xiao sat in front of the gate with a worried face. After a while, he saw three figures slowly approaching, and his worries instantly dispersed, replaced by excitement.

"Mo Xiao, why are you sitting here with such a sorrowful expression?" Zeng Yi waved at him and smiled.

"Brother Lang! Where did you run off to? Seeing my sister's anxious look earlier, I thought something had happened to you." Mo Xiao ran up excitedly and asked with concern.

"What could possibly happen to me? Who could make me have problems? Hahaha." Zeng Yi laughed confidently, but Mo Xiao felt that something was off. This personality seemed to be slightly different from the previous one.

"Brother Lang, you..."

"He regained his previous memories." Mo Xin seemed to notice the confusion in his younger brother Mo Xiao's eyes and explained to him.

Upon hearing this, Mo Xiao looked at Zeng Yi, who had a smiling face, in shock. "Brother Lang, you regained your memories?"

For a moment, he couldn't react.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be called Brother Lang anymore, right?" Mo Xiao suddenly thought of this and felt a little embarrassed.

However, Zeng Yi reached out his palm and patted his shoulder, saying with a smile, "My original name is Zeng Yi, but I'm still the Brother Lang you're familiar with. Whether it's Brother Lang or Brother Yi, just know that I'm still your big brother."

"Big brother..." Mo Xiao looked at Zeng Yi's joyful face, feeling touched.

For Mo Xiao, Zeng Yi was not just someone he admired; he represented the image of an older brother who taught him how to become powerful and changed his inner weakness.

And for Zeng Yi, Mo Xiao was his savior!

If Mo Xiao hadn't found the heavily injured and almost dying Zeng Yi by the seaside, Zeng Yi might have died in the belly of a beast long ago.

Therefore, they were both saving each other's existence.

Zeng Yi looked at Mo Xin and the Sword Saint Chen Mu beside him and said, "Let's go in. I believe you must have many questions you want to clarify."

The others had the same thought and walked into the gate together.

Inside the dojo, the four of them sat in a circle. Mo Xiao, Mo Xin, and Sword Saint Chen Mu all focused their gazes in one direction, where Zeng Yi was sitting.

"Ask me anything you want to know." Zeng Yi calmly said, looking at the three of them.

"Brother Yi, are you really a Sword Saint?" Mo Xiao was the first to ask.

When he heard the information from his sister that Zeng Yi was a powerful swordsman comparable to the Sword Saint Chen Mu, he was dumbfounded.

The person who had lost all memories and was clueless was actually a big shot who had been living in his own house.

He was a Sword Saint!

He never expected that his big brother, who had always taught him swordsmanship, was actually a Sword Saint.

And he had been receiving guidance from a Sword Saint expert himself. This treatment wasn't even available to the Sword Douluo geniuses in the Sword God Palace.

No wonder his swordsmanship progressed so quickly. Brother Yi's teaching was even better than his older sister's. In the end, they were not on the same level.

So Mo Xiao immediately asked this question, hoping to hear the confirmation from Zeng Yi himself.

"Sword Saint? Hmm, how should I put it? I'm not very familiar with the so-called Sword Saint and what level it belongs to. But my current strength is indeed at the level of a Titled Douluo." Zeng Yi pondered for a moment before answering.

"If you consider that as a Sword Saint, then so be it."

Hearing Zeng Yi's words, the Sword Saint Chen Mu on the side couldn't help but feel a bit awkward. If Zeng Yi's performance in the previous battle didn't qualify him as a Sword Saint, then what was he?

Chen Mu glanced at Zeng Yi with a profound look in his eyes and silently complained.

"That's right! You're amazing!" Mo Xiao looked at Zeng Yi with an admiring gaze, unable to help but praise.

"Brother Yi, you seem to be around the same age as my sister, but you're already a high-level expert at the level of a Sword Saint. Ah, it's incredible. It's true that there are people beyond people, and there are heavens beyond heavens. Comparing yourself to others can only make you frustrated."

On the other hand, Mo Xin couldn't help but roll her eyes and promptly delivered a punch to his head without reservation.

"Are you mocking me?" Mo Xiao shrunk his neck and forced a smile when he saw his sister's cold gaze. "Sister, I was just talking about myself. Please don't get angry."

Seeing the interaction between the Mo siblings, Zeng Yi couldn't help but smile.

At some point, he had become so powerful. Zeng Yi couldn't believe it. From the weakling who was at the mercy of others' whims, to now, it had been almost six years.

From a Spirit Ancestor with a spirit power level of over 40 to now a Spirit Saint of Level 75.

Now, with his current strength, he had enough ability to protect himself and control his own destiny, no longer being manipulated by others.

He could contend against Titled Douluo, even Super Douluo at Level 95. Such strength, even if you looked at the entire continent, commanded respect from others.

Unconsciously, he had become so strong.

If he returned to the Douluo Continent now, what kind of scene would await him?

Thinking about this, Zeng Yi couldn't help but feel a bit dreamy.

But it still wasn't enough.

Although this time was a result of being manipulated, it could also be considered a blessing in disguise. Not only did his spirit power increase to Level 75, his strength now even reached the level of a Titled Douluo.

However, as his strength grew, Zeng Yi began to gradually realize the vastness of this world.

Even if one reached the level of a Titled Douluo, it was just the beginning.

In this world, there were even more powerful people, such as the Level 99 Extreme Douluo of the Martial Spirit Hall, the High Priestess of Sea God Island, and even the mysterious Spirit Beast he encountered in the Extreme North.

The stronger one became, the more they could see the secrets of this world.

Perhaps, that was only a small part of this world.

And now, he had come to this place where the legacy of the Sword God was passed down. Also, he himself was a practitioner of the way of the sword. For him, this was a great opportunity.

So he had to seize this chance and improve his strength, become stronger.

Afterward, Zeng Yi also told the three of them that he wasn't from the Eastern Region but from another continent called the Douluo Continent.

This news shocked the Mo siblings. They never expected that Zeng Yi was actually from overseas.

This also made them realize that there were more vast places beyond the Eastern Region.

As for the senior Chen Mu, as the Sword Saint of the Sword God's Palace, he remained calm after hearing this news. After all, he knew some secrets. Initially, he had already had speculations about Zeng Yi's origins.

Now, hearing it from Zeng Yi himself, his suspicions were confirmed.

On the second day of the Spirit Blossom Festival, there was a martial arts competition between the major dojos.

As the Swift Wind Sword Dojo of the Mo Family had a grudge with the most powerful dojo in town, the Vigor Sword Dojo.

Naturally, Mo Xin was the one who fought as she was a rare genius in Qingping Town. She had gone to the Sword God's Palace since childhood and even obtained one of the twelve legacies of the Sword God's Palace. With so many honors, Mo Xin's strength was naturally not low.

At the age of twenty, she was already a Spirit King expert at Level 54.

Even though the Vigor Sword Dojo was the strongest dojo in the small town, the dojo leader was only at the Spirit King level. The fight between the two lasted only about ten minutes, and Mo Xin easily won.

With Mo Family's Swift Wind Sword Dojo proving its reputation, they reopened the dojo.

The Mo Family's Swift Wind Sword Dojo quickly gained fame, attracting many children and young people who came to join as disciples. However, they found that the dojo was already closed, empty, and without anyone.