Through a dusk study, Xia Feng roughly understood the principle of [Shadow of Falling Cherry Blossoms].

To put it simply, it is a set of martial arts that perfectly integrates with swordsmanship, normal swordsmen only focus on swords, and the most taboo thing about swordsmanship is distraction.

This concentration is true in one-on-one situations, but can be an Achilles' heel in the case of one to many.

But what the shadow of the falling cherry blossoms needs to be tempered is that when you focus on the battle in front of you, you can also capture the situation around you, not only to see, but also to see clearly, not only to see clearly, but also to keep up.

It's like watching Sun Fugui's magic show.

Not only do you have to see that he's hiding, but you also have to see that he's hiding a card of hearts, and you have to grab his wrist and stick your tongue out at him with a smirk before he succeeds in hiding it.

....

After a period of time, Xia Feng was completely immersed in the study of swordsmanship.

Compared with the last sword fighting competition, I don't know how many times I have to focus now.

No longer distracted by the operation of the Chamber of Commerce, no longer worried about the change of the situation, and no longer need to figure out the intentions of the enemy, just like a hermit who cultivates, he devotes himself to the cultivation of swordsmanship.

From sunrise to sunset, even if sweat soaked his clothes, Xia Feng was still persistently practicing his sword.

Seeing Xia Feng's so focused appearance, Xiao Yunye, as a mentor, seemed to faintly notice something, because in his opinion, Xia Feng was not happy about the rapid improvement of his swordsmanship.

However, Xiao Yunye didn't talk much, but just taught swordsmanship to Xia Feng seriously.

...

Time flies, and in the training of the summer breeze day after day, the day has come for the empire to hold the founding ceremony.

According to the agreement, he will take all the members of Black Feather to Lentinium to participate in this grand ceremony, and everyone is also looking forward to this.

It's like watching the children raised by himself reach the pinnacle of life, and everyone who participated in this rebellion should be gratified.

....

Before leaving, Xia Feng put on his scarf calmly and inserted the Shenyue Knife into the brand-new scabbard.

As for the Red Devil Sword, he naturally didn't bring it, but stood in the southeast corner of the courtyard in a regular manner.

It's like silently guarding the [Divine Moon] on the top of the snowy mountain.

Subsequently, Xia Feng didn't know which tendon he had taken wrong, and regardless of everyone who was waiting for him in the car, he said goodbye to every neighbor in Baigui Street.

Finally, he returned to the door of the barbecue restaurant and looked at the bird cage and fish tank.

"Xiao Goo, Xiao Mo, little windmill, I'm leaving, you have to take care."

Ifrit's urging voice came from inside the car parked on the side of the road.

"Yo-yo, hurry up, what are you muttering?"

"Here we are."

Turning around, Xia Feng walked down the steps of the barbecue restaurant.

....

Kuroba's convoy is spectacular, and of course, the route is familiar.

From south to north, the convoy rushed to Lentinium as fast as possible.

Along the way, the traces of war have disappeared without a trace, and the once desolate land has grown a lot of green weeds under the moisture of the rain.

After the convoy entered the north, the cities that had been captured by the infected had long since returned to order and prosperity.

As for the royal capital of Victoria, Lentinium, which was split in the middle by the last sword of the summer breeze, also completed the post-disaster reconstruction.

The location of the gates has changed, starting with the "rift" that runs through the city, and the road leads in all directions.

After the crack was filled, it became an open road, and in honor of this history, Vina herself named the road that divided Lentinium in two as the Avenue of Light.

It means a journey to the light.

....

Victoria's brief Dark Ages were like a dream to those living in the north, but history needs to be remembered.

This battlefield is caused by the infected, but in the eyes of some politicians abroad, it is not so simple, and in their eyes, it is a battle for the throne.

It's just that the last person to win is Vina, so the expulsion of the infected will be magnified.

Vina doesn't want to explain this, it doesn't matter how those old yin and yang people in foreign countries interpret it, if they win, they win, and no matter how sour they are, it's useless.

Of course, in this "battle for the throne", the former king Verin and Prince Werther died.

However, now the pure royal blood is not only Vina and South Wind.

There is also a "candidate for the theoretical throne" who was almost forgotten because he was too mediocre, and he is still alive and well.

This person is Verin's second brother, Vino.

....

In this complicated war of imperial power, Vino's performance was indeed mediocre, so mediocre that he barely played, only eating melon seeds in the audience.

But in Vino's own heart, he wasn't mediocre at all.

Everyone pursues different things, and what he cares about is not thrones and rights, but achievements in the field of literary creation.

Art requires perseverance, external interference needs to be overcome, and even if Lentinium cracks in the end, Vino's serialized "Detective Corgi" has not been interrupted.

And the deaths of Verin and Werther, although he was very sad, also inspired him in disguise.

For artists, inspiration often comes from experiencing extreme emotions.

In this way, Vino was greatly inspired, and opened a new book with great enthusiasm, called "Victoria is too real".

It's just that, because the name is the same as a joke, this book hit the street unexpectedly.

....

When Xia Feng and his party arrived in Lentinium, it was already the evening before the founding ceremony.

Just like Chinese New Year's Eve, the whole king is filled with an indescribable atmosphere of joy and antiquity.

The car stopped in the central square, and as soon as Xia Feng stepped out of the door, he saw that a reporter was interviewing the citizens in the square.

"Auntie, this aunt, are you looking forward to tomorrow's founding ceremony?"

"What, I can't hear clearly!"

The female reporter raised her voice.

"I ask you if you're looking forward to tomorrow's founding ceremony?"

"Oh, look forward to it, look forward to it, Queen Vina is beautiful."

After interviewing the aunt, the young female reporter stopped a gray-haired uncle.

"Uncle, do you have any thoughts on the series of decisions of the new empire? Are you satisfied? ”

Uncle smiled.

"Satisfied, very satisfied, I live in Xicheng District, there used to be a stinky ditch in front of my house, it was particularly stinky in summer, you see, now the stinky ditch has become a bright avenue, my wife and I are very satisfied."

The reporter's smile was awkward but polite.

"Heh, that's pretty good."

"Not really."

At this moment, another old man passing by next to him made a sneering and very unpleasant remark.

"Cut, what's satisfying, a bunch of guys who got cheap and sold well."

This "rebellious" old man passing by didn't seem to have good legs and feet, and he still had a pair of crutches in his hands.

However, when the reporter was about to ask him why he was not satisfied, the unfriendly old man waved his hand again and again, limped away, and shouted at the camera that followed him as he walked, "What do you shoot, don't shoot me, I let you not eat in the past, and walk around the letter." ”

Because of the big changes, none of the residents in the square recognized who this lame old man was at this time, but Xia Feng, who was not far away, recognized it.

This person's name is Loba, and it is the same northern level 1 nobleman who was injured by driving his car when he came to participate in the Yuan Council before.

After such a long time, it seems that the great nobleman has woken up from his coma, but because he was so seriously injured at that time, he was still left with a disability.

....

Lord Loba's dissatisfaction was rightly true, and he was certainly not the only one who was dissatisfied.

Faced with the decision of the new empire to abolish the aristocratic class, those arrogant and arrogant lords are definitely not satisfied.

Having lost all their privileges and property, the "landlords" were suppressed into commoners, and the commoners used their rich life experience to make their small lives better and better than those of the original "landlords".

Of course, the more dissatisfied the sour Lord Loba is, the more satisfied the common people are.

Those ordinary people who had been bullied by him in the past even wanted to go to his house and set off firecrackers, and then dance a square dance hand in hand.

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