Attack on Titan: My World

Chapter 225 The Wine Sword Immortal

"Ask the world, what is love, that makes people pledge to be together through life and death? Two travelers fly together from north to south, their old wings have experienced many winters and summers. Joy is fun, separation is painful, and among them there are even more foolish children..."

In the [Sword Kingdom] (a country in the [Magical Continent]), outside a [tavern], a middle-aged Taoist priest was lying drunk not far away, but he was very sober and reciting the [poems] of the [ancient saints].

"It stinks!"

Wang Lun leaned over to take a look. The drunk Taoist priest lying there was covered in mud, and his Taoist robes were very dirty and emitting a foul smell. Wang Lun could not help but complain.

"Brother Wang, who is this uncle?"

Sasha also leaned over to take a look, then asked curiously.

"I don't know."

Wang Lun covered his nose and shook his head.

"This person is the Drunken Swordsman."

After all, Subsystem An An is knowledgeable and recognized who this person is at a glance.

"how?"

Wang Lun was puzzled, and seemed to be thinking that this person did not look like a Taoist priest at all.

"He is indeed not a Taoist priest."

Subsystem An An continued to explain, as if he knew a lot about his past.

……

"Senior, can he be saved?"

[Oiran Inn], in a house, three or four people were surrounding a dying young man.

The young man was seriously injured and was breathing weakly. He was about to die in the northwest.

A young woman pleaded with the Drunken Swordsman.

"Giving him some wine might help!"

[Drunken Swordsman] took out his [wine pot] and said calmly.

"Zun Du Fake Du?"

Wang Lun looked at the sloppy middle-aged man and asked in confusion.

"Of course it's a joke."

Subsystem An An took over the conversation and continued to explain: "I'm afraid he has no way."

"what?"

Wang Lun was amazed, the script seemed different from what he had imagined.

"I would have thought he would have some [magic medicine] to give to that person."

Wang Lun then pointed at the seriously injured young man and said.

"He really has no choice."

Subsystem An An then emphasized again that there is no point in pinning hope on this kind of drunkard.

"【Thousand Years of Cultivation】!"

Seeing that there was no hope of getting help, the young woman could only use a [move] to rescue the young man.

I saw waves of fairy air floating out, and the young woman injected all her true energy into the man's body.

"【Cai Yi】!"

The man opened his eyes and called out the name of his sweetheart.

"Haha, Master Liu (Liu Jinyuan) can be saved."

The Drunken Swordsman at the side picked up the wine jug, took a sip, and smiled a long-lost smile.

"System, what do you think of this person?"

Wang Lun was not happy about the resurrection of Liu Jinyuan, but instead asked the subsystem to evaluate this person.

"Although indifferent, it is not heartless or ungrateful."

An An's explanation of the subsystem was concise and to the point.

……

"Boy, although you have a high talent for martial arts, you lack direction."

In the bamboo forest (part of the primitive jungle), a young man was practicing swordplay while a middle-aged man was talking beside him.

"Humph, what's it to you?"

The young man stopped the sword in his hand and started cursing at the drunkard.

"Haha."

The middle-aged man was not angry, but became more interested. He said to the boy, "Not bad, young man."

"If you are sick, go see a doctor."

The boy was still unhappy.

"Boy, do you want to learn our martial arts?"

The middle-aged man ([Drunken Swordsman]) was not angry at all, but admired it instead.

"Haha, after I finish my studies, will I become a homeless alcoholic like you?"

The boy stopped the sword in his hand and taunted.

"[Bacchus]!"

The middle-aged man took out the wine jug, took a big gulp, then used his [Immortal Power] to summon a white sword and demonstrated a set of swordsmanship in front of the young man.

"Wow, even though this drunkard looks sloppy, I didn't expect his swordsmanship to be so amazing."

The young man was attracted by the Drunken Swordsman's swordsmanship. He remained tough on the surface, but was secretly amazed in his heart.

"Want to learn?"

The swordsmanship of the Drunken Swordsman was very powerful, and what he had just demonstrated was the swordsmanship of the [Immortal Sword School]. After a round of demonstration, he put away the white sword, stopped his movements, took out the wine pot again, and said to the young man.

"Humph, I don't believe you, you are such a bad old man."

The boy wanted to learn in his heart, but he still refused to give in.

"This kid has a unique immortal bone and is a martial arts genius, but his temper is as stubborn as mine."

The Drunken Swordsman muttered to himself that he had actually placed high hopes on this young man.

"Who is this young man?"

Sasha looked at the stubborn man in front of her, still curious.

"..."

Wang Lun spread his hands and said nothing, while the subsystem explained to him: "This person is none other than [Young Li Xiaoyao]."

"That's not surprising."

Wang Lun mentioned the instructions, and then looked at him carefully, and found that he was exactly the same as Li Xiaoyao.

"【Immortal Sword? One Style】!"

Seeing that the young man was still stubborn, the Drunken Swordsman could only attack him.

At this time, the class system came up with a reminder: The sloppy drunk uncle, whose original surname was Situ, was known as the "Drunken Sword Immortal" in the Jianghu, and was a legendary figure of the Xianjian School. He always did things according to his will, so he was regarded as an alien by his peers. Now, he appeared in the [Hall of Valor], as if he was carrying out a certain mission. The Drunken Sword Immortal has a deep bond with [Li Xiaoyao], and his strength seems to be above him. Although he has an indifferent temperament, he is very affectionate and righteous. [Combat Power]: null; [Defense]: null; [Moves]: [Bacchus], [Xianjian School's Secret Skills] and [Xianjian Qixia], etc.

"Ouch!"

The young man screamed, was tripped by the sword energy of the Drunken Swordsman, and fell heavily.

He struggled to his feet, raised the sword in his hand and attacked the Drunken Swordsman.

……

"Can you help me?"

Li Xiaoyao held the baby in his arms and begged his master.

"Do not……"

The Drunken Swordsman refused again and again, as if he didn't want to care about human affairs at all.

He took out the wine flask, took a big gulp, then fell down and fell into a deep sleep.

"Strictly speaking, [Li Xiaoyao] is not [Drunken Swordsman]'s apprentice."

Subsystem An An looked at the man who was sleeping soundly and sighed.

"What's happening here?"

The sudden situation confused Wang Lun, and he asked back.

"Wearing a sword, I am already crazy in the world of mortals. With wine, I walk to the sky. The wandering stars play with the sun and the moon. I lie drunkenly on the clouds and watch the world."

Subsystem An An imitated [The Exiled Immortal] and began to chant, not knowing what it meant at all.

……

"Brother Wang, there are still a lot of weirdos here!"

Before they knew it, Wang Lun and Sasha were standing at [God Position 1.6] ([God Position 1.5] is [Li Xiaoyao]), and Sasha sighed again.