My Master Is Really Yasuo

One sword, one thought. My destiny is up to me. When Fang Zheng looked at the broken sword in his hand, his pursuers fell into pieces behind him. There is only one last sip of wine left in the gourd. Swallow. "It's so fucking tiring to pretend!" Fang Zheng said. The swift swordsman Yasuo has inherited his swordsmanship and his destiny. Let's see how a boy from another world who has never played lol can kill Jiuxiao with his sword and the wind!