The Evil Prince - The Rise of the Storm 231-235

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Chapter 221 Violation! The goddess in everyone's hearts
looked at Linghu Yan, and after a bead of sweat appeared on her forehead, a smile unconsciously appeared on my lips. In my opinion, perhaps Linghu Yan being like this was better than her constantly thinking about hatred. Of course, this was just my own thought. I have a problem with imposing my ideas on others… But there's nothing I can do; they have no power to resist me. That's how society is: the superiors are respected, the inferiors are lowly, the strong prey on the weak, and only the fittest survive. Because I am more powerful than them, more influential than them, and richer than them, I can freely manipulate anyone and make them do as I please.
"Master, I'm ready." After a while, Linghu Yan, panting heavily, said respectfully to me. However, although her tone was respectful, I could see through the reflection in the television screen that Linghu Yan was making a face at me.
I never imagined Linghu Yan had such a cute side. You know, although Linghu Yan's appearance is not as good as You Yue's, she is still one of the most outstanding women I have ever seen. She is no less beautiful than that girl Qin Ziying, no, or even more beautiful than Qin Ziying. This is mainly because of Linghu Yan's otherworldly aura and her tranquility that makes any man want to conquer her.
A playful smile crept across my lips. I picked up my stopwatch, glanced at it, and under Linghu Yan's surprised gaze, said with a half-smile, "Ten minutes and one second. Sorry, you're overtime."
Linghu Yan's face fell immediately, her eyes welling up with tears. Seeing my teary-eyed expression, as if she were about to cry, my smile deepened. I said to the almost-crying Linghu Yan, "However, considering this is your first offense, I've decided not to punish you today."
Hearing this, Linghu Yan's face lit up with joy, her sorrowful tears transforming into happiness that streamed down her face.
"Hey, hey, why are you crying? It's like I bullied you. You little brat, really!" I said impatiently to Linghu Yan after seeing her tears. Actually, I felt I might have gone a bit too far. I thought it best not to threaten her with revenge in the future; I had plenty of ways to punish her.
"No...no, I'm happy. I was so scared just now, afraid you wouldn't help me anymore. But after hearing what you said, tears just started flowing. I didn't mean to, but I just couldn't control myself." Linghu Yan said to me, crying. As she spoke, tears streamed down her face, her voice choked with sobs, and she occasionally let out a few sniffles.
"Alright, alright, women are so annoying, always crying. Hurry up and wipe your face clean. You know, if you're going out with me like this, it'll embarrass me. Hurry up, stop dawdling." I said to Linghu Yan, annoyed.
"Yes, I understand, Master. I'll go get ready right away." Linghu Yan said respectfully, and immediately ran upstairs. Seeing her like this, I nodded. It seems this little girl is quite clever, getting into character so quickly. Not bad, not bad, worth nurturing, she has potential.
A moment later, Linghu Yan came downstairs in a different outfit: a pink miniskirt and a black halter top. Her already elegant and refined appearance became even more alluring and sexy, exuding a captivating charm that made everyone mesmerized. They couldn't help but want to conquer this combination of angel and devil. If the phrase "devil's figure, angel's face" had to describe someone, it would undoubtedly be Linghu Yan. Her pure face, 36D breasts, and slender waist were simply the source of human desire. I
really don't know what possessed me last night! Such a beauty was right in front of me, and I didn't take advantage of her. I'm so regretful now. Now, I can't back out even if I wanted to; after all, I still have to maintain a certain level of shamelessness. I refused her at first, so how can I bring myself to do it now? So, I had no choice but to endure it. After all, I have plenty of women. Hmm… should I go find Qi Mei, Ruobing, or Ziying or Wuqing after class? Oh, right, Youyue is also nice. This one? "Well, we decided by drawing lots tonight. Oh well…too many women isn't a good thing. If we have time, we'll arrange them properly. Five of them, Monday to Friday, then Saturday and Sunday off.
" "Hmm, not bad. Let's go." I glanced at Linghu Yan coming downstairs, a slight smile playing on my lips. I'd left two sets of clothes for her upstairs: a standard Japanese servant outfit, and this one. I called a few girls from the Ice Mirror Society this morning to have them specially selected; it looks pretty good.
I walked ahead, hands in my pockets, while Linghu Yan followed behind, carrying a pile of books and a small handbag. Of course, it was full of my things—my watch, wallet, and cigarettes were all with her. Linghu Yan was practically a walking warehouse; everything except my phone was with her. After all, why not use such a servant?
"Master, um... what should I call you when we get to school? Not 'Master,' right?" Linghu Yan, who was following closely behind me, asked cautiously.
Hearing this, I stopped and looked at Linghu Yan thoughtfully for a moment, then smiled slightly. Linghu Yan smiled and said, "Young Master, my name is Li Tianxie. You can call me Tianxie at school, or you can call me by my full name. Of course, if you don't mind, you can call me Young Master. It's up to you. Oh... by the way, I don't go home often. You brought the house key, right? You can watch the house for me while you're at it. Um... I won't be going back tonight."
"Oh, I see." Now that we were outside and there were people on the roadside, Linghu Yan spoke normally, much more smoothly.
"By the way, give it to me." I stood there and held out my hand to Linghu Yan.
"What is it?" Linghu Yan asked in surprise.
"Idiot, it's my phone!" I gave Linghu Yan a playful slap.
"Ah, um, my phone broke," Linghu Yan said, slightly embarrassed. She'd probably broken it last night.
"You idiot! I know you don't have a phone. Your new one's in your bag. I had it delivered to me last night. It's a custom-made Samsung, worth over ten thousand yuan. Don't break it. Remember, be available anytime. My phone number is on it. You can call me if you need anything," I said casually to Linghu Yan. Then, I led her to the school. My villa wasn't far, so we arrived quickly.
Along the way, I noticed many people staring at us. Some were even secretly pointing and whispering, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. They all seemed to know Linghu Yan. It was surprising that this girl, who sat there ignoring everyone and just making tea while recruiting for the club, was known by so many people. But then again, in university, only three types of people become famous quickly: the rich, the beautiful, and the successful.
It's not surprising that these people know Linghu Yan, but it does slightly affect my low-key life. However, I don't care much; let fate decide. I don't mind at all. What's meant to happen will happen, and I can't stay low-key forever.
After entering the school, Linghu Yan, who was following behind me, acted like a typical little pageboy, hurriedly taking out a bunch of things for me—cigarettes, a watch, a wallet, etc.—and quickly placing them in my hands. I smiled slightly at Linghu Yan, took out a few bills and a bank card from the wallet, and then tossed the wallet back to her, saying casually, "Take the money in the wallet. If you have nothing to do after school today, go buy some things. We don't have enough stuff at home." "
Yes," Linghu Yan readily agreed, much to the astonishment of some observant people around us.
I lit a cigarette and went upstairs. The morning passed quickly. In the afternoon, I met up with Qin Ziying, and naturally, we had a passionate encounter. However, this girl absolutely refused to stay out all night. Around nine o'clock, she insisted on leaving the hotel and went back inside.
I followed her into the school. Since I was bored and didn't want to go back, I went back to my dorm. When I opened the door, I found a bunch of filthy guys sitting together. Zhou Mike was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, but judging from his constantly twitching ears, he hadn't slept and was probably eavesdropping.
"Hey... what are you guys doing? Laughing so lewdly, are you thinking about something dirty again?" I sat down on the bed next to them and said with a smile.
"Hehe, we were just talking about you, kid. Tianxie is really something else! Compared to you, we're so outdated. Damn, we thought we were so smart, joining dance clubs and drama clubs, but we're no match for you. Smart...tsk tsk, you really have sharp eyes, your information network is much better than ours. You signed up for the tea ceremony club in no time, and we heard you were with the tea ceremony club president, Senior Linghu Yan, today, and they seemed quite intimate. Really, Tianxie, you're truly a hidden master, and the hidden master is not a true master. The gap between us and you is really huge." Zhang Xiong said to me with an exaggerated expression after seeing me, leaving me completely confused.
"What? What are you talking about? I joined the tea ceremony club just out of interest. I like drinking tea, there's nothing wrong with joining!" I said, bewildered, as I poured myself a glass of water, drank it, and looked at the group of people in front of me with an idiotic gaze.
"Damn, Tianxie, you're so smug! We're all brothers, why are you pretending? There are so many beauties in the tea ceremony, you can't possibly use them all. We're all brothers, you can't hog them all, you have to introduce some to us." Zhang Muli said excitedly to me upon hearing this, with an expression that said, "I know, don't pretend.
" "What? I really don't know, what's wrong with the tea ceremony club? Are there a lot of beauties?" I asked in surprise.
"Of course there are! Four of the top ten beauties in our school are there, tsk tsk, the women in the hearts of all the boys in our school, the angel of everyone, senior Linghu Yan, the beautiful and sexy freshman Qin Ziying, the cute and noble little princess Murong Ruoqing, the aloof beauty Bei Ming Qingshuang, they're all there, tsk tsk, this is the place with the most of the top ten beauties in the school. And although there aren't many people in the tea ceremony club, only twenty or thirty, basically every one of them is a beauty. They absolutely don't accept ordinary people, not a single man has entered from beginning to end. I heard they are very strict in selecting people, only women..." "You can go in directly, but men have to be personally inspected by Senior Sister Linghu Yan. Tsk tsk, Tianxie, you'll be in for a treat once you're inside. There are beauties everywhere. You're amazing, kid. I never would have guessed. We all call ourselves the best of the best among the lecherous, but compared to you, Tianxie, we're nothing. We've truly witnessed what a master looks like today. Tianxie, remember to share some with us!" Fang Xuan said to me, tears streaming down his face, even drooling as he spoke. Damn, that's so disgusting.
"Pfft!" I, who was drinking tea, immediately spat out all the tea in my mouth. I would still choose this one. This tea ceremony club isn't a tea ceremony club at all. It's practically my harem! Look at the people inside: Qin Ziying... needless to say, my old flame; Gongsun Wuqing... needless to say, a standard mistress; Linghu Yan... well... she's practically my slave now, do you think she can escape? It's only a matter of time before I devour her. Murong Ruoqing... well... needless to say, she's been deeply in love since she was six... if she knew my identity, she probably wouldn't be able to escape either. That leaves only Bei Ming Qingshuang. I don't have any thoughts about Qingshuang for now, so we can ignore her. But it's no exaggeration to say that this tea ceremony club is my harem...
"What's wrong, Tianxie? What did you throw up?" Seeing my appearance, Ma Demin, that good-natured guy, quickly asked me with concern. Sigh... a good person, unlike these guys whose heads are filled with nothing but semen. But I think even the best person wouldn't be much better off spending too much time with these guys. Four years of university will probably corrupt another kind and honest kid.
"No, nothing," I quickly said, then took the tissue Ma Demin handed me and wiped my mouth.
"You wouldn't know this, would you? Demin Tianxie was just too excited to keep up with our news so quickly, hehe. Actually, we have even faster news. Tsk tsk, Tianxie, we heard you came back this morning with Senior Linghuyan, you two together. Tsk tsk, you didn't come back last night, and Senior Linghuyan didn't seem to go back either… Um… honestly, tell me what you two were doing?" Zhang Xiong asked, looking at me with a lewd gaze.
Damn, these guys are really well-informed. It's one thing if I wasn't in the dorm, but how did they know Linghuyan wasn't there? Are they the legendary paparazzi? No, damn it, even paparazzi aren't as good as them, and paparazzi would never be as lewd as they think.
"Alright, Tianxie, we're all on the same side, why are you pretending? Tsk tsk, how was your time with Senior Sister Linghu? You've really struck gold, kid. I heard that Senior Sister Linghu has never gone out alone with a man, especially at night. You're quite the charmer, tsk tsk, impressive, impressive, damn, being handsome makes all the difference... We're so jealous!! But... as your brother, I still want to remind you, you need to be careful." Fang Xuan sat down next to me, put his arm around my shoulder, and said with a lewd grin. He became serious at the end, making it all mysterious.
"Yeah, yeah, Tianxie, you need to be careful. Don't go out at night lately, and even if you do, don't go out alone. Also, it's best to wander around outside of class, and don't go back to the dorm before lights out, or you'll be in danger." Zhang Xiong also said to me seriously.
"Why?" I asked the group of lecherous guys in front of me in surprise.
"Why? You still ask why? Do you know who Senior Sister Linghu is?" Zhang Xiong said mysteriously.
"I don't know." I shook my head blankly. To be honest, I really didn't know who Linghu Yan was. Did she have some other identity? But that's impossible. She doesn't seem like it at all. Besides, if Linghu Yan had another identity, there's no reason I wouldn't know. You know, Linghu Yan needs my help right now, and she'll be completely honest with me, never hiding anything. So I was very surprised.
"Let me tell you, Senior Linghu's real name is Linghu Yan. Her family doesn't know anything about her. She's a third-year student, majoring in art. She's twenty years old, but looks only seventeen or eighteen. Her measurements are 33-23-35, the golden ratio! She's known for her devilish figure and angelic face. She's kind, not cold or flirtatious, more like a fairy, ethereal and otherworldly. She has a gentle and quiet personality, is nice to everyone, and likes to help classmates. She's especially caring towards classmates with pitiful backgrounds. She's the number one beauty in the school; everyone likes her. She's popular with both men and women, the goddess in the hearts of all the boys. She has a bodyguard who pursues her, but she..." He's the same to everyone, neither intimate nor cold towards anyone, which makes him incredibly popular. He's an angel in everyone's eyes. Many people know what happened last night, and everyone knows that this morning you had Senior Sister Linghu following you around like a little brother, carrying your things. What's even more suspicious is that you've offended everyone's goddess. So, many people are looking for you now. Several rich young men who are pursuing Senior Sister Linghu have already declared they'll teach you a lesson. I say, Tianxie, you'd better watch out." Zhang Mu said mysteriously to me, then patted my shoulder as if to express his sympathy.
"Yeah, Tianxie, I think you should be careful. Um… you should stay out tonight, otherwise someone might come looking for trouble. At least seven or eight people have already come by; it's not safe in the dorm." Zhang Xiong said exaggeratedly to me.

Chapter 222 Sweat, challenging me?
"Uh...it can't be that exaggerated, can it?" I wiped away a bead of sweat. I never expected that my act of kindness in saving someone would turn me into a public enemy. But knowing these guys as I do, I find it hard to believe they weren't lying; at the very least, there must be some exaggeration.
"Of course, I bet if you dare go outside right now and shout 'I'm Li Tianxie,' you're absolutely finished...try it if you don't believe me." Zhang Muli said to me with a serious face.
"This...this...it's not that scary, is it?" I said, my face somewhat unnatural. I admit Linghu Yan is beautiful, but even she can't compare to You Yue. I never expected her to have such a destructive power, making me a public enemy.
But without a doubt, facts speak louder than words. Before Zhang Xiong and the others could answer me, our dormitory door was suddenly kicked open. Even before we could see anyone, we heard the person outside, speaking in a thick local accent, shouting in a gruff voice, "Where's Li Tianxie? Come out here!!"
From that voice, we could already imagine a burly, two-meter-tall man with a thick beard, wearing black pants and a white vest, his bulging muscles showing, standing outside the door, ready to come in and beat me up. Meanwhile, the guys in my dormitory were looking at me with pity... God looked at me, as if to say, "Tianxie, you're in trouble."
Unfortunately, a moment later, someone appeared at the door, almost making us all fall off our beds. Standing before us wasn't the burly, muscular man we expected, but a short, stocky fellow—basically a second-degree cripple. His bald head had only a few sparse hairs, his head was enormous, his limbs were thin, and he looked like a polio patient. I seriously doubted how someone like this got into the Holy Dragon Academy, and for someone like this to cause me trouble... I really...
"Hey little brat, what are you doing here? How dare you cause trouble in our dorm? Have you got a death wish?" This... the one who said this wasn't me, but Zhang Xiong. We knew from their lewd behavior earlier that they weren't going to help, but looking at him now... probably because of his physique, Zhang Xiong was the first to jump out and act like the boss.
"Are you Li Tianxie?" the short guy asked Zhang Xiong coldly, seemingly unsure.
"No... but what's it to you? Someone like you dares to mess with our Tianxie? Don't you know who's protecting him? Kid, get lost now... or don't blame me for being impolite." Zhang Xiong shouted at the short guy, grabbing him with one hand, clearly intending to teach him a lesson.
"Ah..." A scream followed, not from the short guy, but from Zhang Xiong. He was grabbed, the guy yanked him by the arm, spinning him 180 degrees, leaving him upside down on the ground. He was then kicked, screaming in pain.
Undoubtedly, the short guy's actions stunned the group of opportunists in the surrounding dormitories. Their expressions changed several times as they watched the scene unfold. Then, Fang Xuan adjusted his glasses and, without hesitation, betrayed me, pointing at me and fawningly saying to the short guy, "Big brother... you're incredibly wise and powerful! You handled Zhang Xiong with ease, turning the world upside down in no time. Are you the legendary martial arts master? I'm truly impressed... Um... that's Li Tianxie over there. Are you looking for..." "Just find him."
The short man nodded after hearing this, then turned to look at me, giving me a cold, sweeping glance as if he were some kind of martial arts master. I was just a low-ranking ninth-grade martial artist, probably a descendant of some surviving martial arts master, yet he dared to break the rules and attack ordinary people. Anyone who saw this had every right to kill him. This guy was truly ignorant, putting on airs in front of me like I was some kind of expert. Twenty of my newly joined underlings could easily take him down... and that's without weapons. Otherwise, a single shot would be enough to send him to meet his maker.
"What are you looking at me for? Do I know you? Idiot!" I rolled my eyes at the guy whose eyes were wide open, and said lazily, then continued drinking water while leaning back on the bed. I glanced disdainfully at the group of ungrateful guys around me, mentally scorning them. Heaven knows how I ended up with these guys. And they seemed to know better than to look at me directly.
"Hmph, you're Li Tianxie?" The short guy's eyes blazed with even more rage, as if he wanted to kill me with his bulging eyes. He stared intently at me, never looking away, releasing all his weak, barely perceptible aura onto me, as if he was really preparing to unleash his domineering power to make me kneel and beg for mercy. It seems this guy is not only physically disabled, but also mentally disabled. He probably only got in through connections. But... connections at Holy Dragon Academy aren't so easy to find.
"Yeah, are you annoying or what? Are you sick? If you have nothing to do, please leave. I want to sleep." I said impatiently, looking lazily at the guy in front of me. Since he came to cause trouble, I naturally didn't need to give him a friendly look.
"Hmph, of course I came to see you for something. You better tell me honestly what your relationship with Linghu Yan is!" The kid looked angry, making a fierce expression at me, and even waved his little fist, as if to say that he would beat me up if I didn't tell him.
"Idiot... Who do you think you are? Why should I tell you?" I rolled my eyes at the guy who was less than a meter tall and said disdainfully, then put down my cup, lit a cigarette, and put it in my mouth.
"You... Fine, since you're like this, don't blame me for being impolite. I didn't want to hurt anyone, but since you've offended my goddess, don't blame me for being impolite." The short guy said coldly to me.
Before he could even speak, I lifted her up, giving her no chance to resist. I threw her by the neck, kicking her four or five meters away. Looking at him disdainfully as he flew away, I lazily yawned and said, "Are you an idiot? Looking like you, Linghu Yan wouldn't choose you even if she chose a pig."
Ignoring the guy struggling to his feet, his eyes filled with hatred, I put my hands in my pockets and went downstairs. Although I wasn't afraid of this guy, having one after another like this would drive me crazy eventually. As for the few opportunists in my dorm, I didn't think much of it, and I didn't blame them. That's just how people are, and they're not inherently bad. They're good as ordinary friends. After all, I can't expect everyone to fight for me or take my side.
"Ding-dong..." Back home, I was shocked to find I hadn't brought my keys. After ringing the doorbell, a crisp voice came from inside a moment later, saying, "Excuse me, who are you?"
"Are you an idiot? Who else would be here besides me? Especially in the middle of the night! Open the door now!" I glared at Linghu Yan inside and said fiercely.
"Um... Master, could you wait a moment?" Linghu Yan said awkwardly from inside.
"Wait for what? Do you want me to stand outside in the wind? Open the door now! Otherwise, I won't be polite." I said impatiently. This woman is so mysterious; I don't know what she's up to. Could it be... there's a man inside? Or... masturbating? Several filthy images flashed through my mind, but I quickly shook them off.
A moment later, the door opened, but I didn't see anyone inside. However, I could sense that Linghu Yan was behind the door. I didn't know what she was up to, but I didn't think too much about it and just went in.
After I came in and changed into a pair of slippers, I looked behind the door and saw that Linghu Yan was completely naked. She was wearing one of my shirts, and nothing on her bottom. I could vaguely see her pink cartoon underwear, and the top buttons weren't all fastened, meaning she was completely bare. Her snow-white breasts and two bright red nipples were faintly visible, suggesting she had just showered but hadn't had time to change... or more accurately, she had no clothes to wear, which is why she was like this.
Seeing my gaze, Linghu Yan's face flushed unconsciously. She lowered her head and stammered, "Um... um... you said you wouldn't come, so I took a shower since no one was around, but... I couldn't find any clothes to wear, so I wore yours."
"It's alright. I did say I wouldn't come, but I had some things going on at school that were really frustrating. I hate trouble, so I came back," I said lazily. Then I lay down on the sofa in the living room, turned on the TV, and said to Linghu Yan, who was standing there, "Pour me a glass of water, and get me some fruit."
"Yes, Master," Linghu Yan replied obediently. This girl adapted quite well; within a day she knew what she was supposed to do. A moment later she came back with a pile of things, but she hadn't changed her clothes. I could understand why she hadn't changed; besides the clothes, she also had a maid outfit, but... I don't know if those girls were playing a prank or trying to please me, but they chose an incredibly sexy outfit. The skirt barely covered anything, and the bodice had two huge slits, and you couldn't even wear a bra. It was the standard sex slave outfit from Japanese AVs. I reckon Linghu Yan would rather wear this than that thing.
"Hmm, sit down and give me a leg massage," I said casually, glancing at Linghu Yan. I lay down and stretched out my legs. Linghu Yan was a little shy, but she still sat there and lifted my legs, then gently massaged them. I could vaguely feel her large breasts rubbing against my legs; that feeling was... so good...
"Um... to be honest, I came back today because of you. Sigh, because of your concern, at least seven or eight groups of people came to cause me trouble tonight. I really didn't expect you to be so charming, driving so many people crazy. There was even a guy who's less than a meter tall who wanted to beat me up. It's so frustrating." Lying there watching TV, I said to Linghu Yan with a frustrated tone.
"Master... I didn't mean to," Linghu Yan said softly after hearing my words.
"Hmm. Hmm. I know you didn't mean to. Sigh, this is really troublesome... God, why do all these troublesome things have to happen to me..." I said helplessly, making Linghu Yan's lips curl into a small smile.
The next morning, I was woken up early by Linghu Yan. I lazily and reluctantly got out of bed, looked at my watch—it was only ten o'clock. I didn't do anything this morning, so I don't know why this woman woke me up so early. I remember making him recite my class schedule yesterday, didn't I? Why is she doing this again?
"Hey... I say, woman... why did you wake me up so early? It's only ten o'clock." I said to Linghu Yan, still lying in bed. She was already dressed, wearing the same clothes as yesterday. Because of me, Linghu Yan didn't dare go back home anymore, and she came straight here after school without wandering off. So she was still wearing the same clothes, but they looked clean and new, so she must have washed them. But having spent a lot of time with women, I know that women, especially beautiful women, always like to change their clothes every day. I guess Linghu Yan is the same, except she just didn't have any clothes to change into.
"Um... Master, you have to eat breakfast in the morning, otherwise it's not good for your health. Although we martial artists are very healthy, we should still eat breakfast, so I woke you up." Linghu Yan looked at me fearfully and said.
"Oh, is that so... really, you don't need to wake me up anymore. It's okay if I don't eat. By the way, where's my wallet?" Hearing this, I felt a warmth in my heart and asked Linghu Yan.
“Here it is,” Linghu Yan hurriedly took out my wallet. It seemed this woman really did carry my things with her. Hmm… not bad… not bad… worthy of a reward. So I opened my wallet, took out a card, and tossed it to Linghu Yan. Then I crawled back into bed and lazily said to her, “Don’t disturb my sleep. There’s a million in this card, the PIN is 123456. Take it and buy some decent clothes. Don’t let people say I’m mistreating you.”
“A…a million? To buy me clothes?” Linghu Yan said, somewhat dumbfounded. You see, people in the martial arts world aren’t actually short of money, but they’re not wealthy either. The entire Huashan Sect only earns a few million a year, and most of that comes from the disciples. After all, people like them don’t do any productive work; they know nothing but martial arts, so they don’t have much money. A million is undoubtedly an astronomical figure, and it’s just for buying her clothes. No wonder Linghu Yan reacted this way.
You know, it's not just them; all orthodox martial arts practitioners are like this. They're poor. Places like Shaolin and Wudang rely on donations from their disciples and incense money to survive. These people are even worse off. Except for those from the Demonic Sect, almost everyone in the martial arts world is penniless. So, Linghu Yan's appearance is understandable.
"Of course, what else would I give you? Isn't that enough? If not, just take another one. I'm going to sleep, don't stop me." I continued, ignoring Linghu Yan's exaggerated expression that looked like she could eat an egg, and continued my great sleep.
"Stop! Are you Li Tianxie? You're the one who hit my brother yesterday?" In the afternoon, when I led Linghu Yan to the school, a guy wearing a white taekwondo uniform and a black belt tied in nine knots suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking my way. This guy was tall and muscular, about two meters tall, staring at me fiercely with his large, copper-bell-sized eyes, as if he wanted to devour me.
"Um... who are you? Do I know you? And who's your brother?" I asked the burly, obviously foolish guy opposite me, with surprise. Although he didn't look old, his overall appearance made him look like a man in his thirties or forties, and he looked like a character from a movie... You could tell he was an idiot just by looking at him.
"Kid, you don't recognize me? My name is Han Dalong, I'm the president of the Taekwondo club, a professional 9th dan black belt, a national champion, and my brother..." The burly guy looked at me angrily and then arrogantly introduced himself.
Before he could even speak when I mentioned his brother, a short guy, less than a meter tall, stepped forward. He was the same guy I'd kicked out yesterday, now dressed in taekwondo attire, also a black belt. I didn't bother to check his rank, nor did I care. He stood there looking at me proudly, saying, "I'm his brother. My name is Han Xiaolong, a professional fifth-dan black belt."
"Oh, it's you. What do you two want?" I glanced lazily at the two idiots in front of me. I really had no desire to talk to them, but there were so many people at school, and at least a hundred people watching. Besides, Linghu Yan was behind me; I couldn't go too far. Otherwise, if we were in a secluded corner, I would have wiped them both out, leaving not a trace.
"We want to challenge you..." The two idiots, one big and one small, said in unison to me. I almost thought I misheard. These two were typical genetic mutations; the older brother was so tall and strong, while the younger brother was a deformed child. I really don't know what their parents were thinking, letting such a substandard product leave the factory. Hmm... If I have the chance in the future, I'll definitely call the Technical Supervision Bureau and the Quality Inspection Bureau and have them send two people to monitor things. Otherwise, who knows what kind of deformed and substandard products will be produced.

Chapter 223 The Legendary Moron
"Um... well, do you mean you two go together? Or take turns? Or do you two go together, plus a bunch of other people?" I said, looking at the two guys in front of me with genuine helplessness.
"What do you mean? 'We two go together'? What do you mean? 'We two take turns'? Or 'We both go together, plus a bunch of other people'?" Brothers united, their strength can break gold, sigh... After I finished speaking, the two guys didn't hesitate to ask me shamelessly, but... this question seems a bit...
After looking at the two guys in front of me with strange expressions for a long time, I said, "Um... such a profound question, and you two don't know the answer... Could it be... could it be... you two are the legendary... mentally challenged?"
"Pfft." Linghu Yan behind me covered her mouth and laughed. Not only her, but hundreds of people watching around us laughed, some even laughing loudly without any restraint, making everyone blush. Seriously, these guys have no sympathy at all. They laugh at someone who's mentally challenged? Isn't this an insult to their self-esteem?
But then again, these two brothers are really something, actually saying such things. Calling them mentally challenged is no exaggeration. But I'm curious, which family do these two come from? If they come from a low-level martial arts family or a family of disciples from an outer sect, then these two can be considered quite good. If they come from a high-level family, then it's no exaggeration to say that these two are truly idiots. After all, for scions of aristocratic families or direct disciples of major sects, it's embarrassing to show off if they're not at least a fifth-rank disciple at their age.
However, judging from their obvious ignorance of the martial arts world, daring to disregard the rule against attacking ordinary people, their status couldn't be very high. In China, aside from the three great families, no one else dared to disobey such rules—except for those bastards from the Demonic Sect, otherwise they wouldn't be constantly hunted down by martial artists. Internationally, there are also regulations: attacking ordinary people is permissible, but if discovered, one will be hunted down by the International Association of Supernatural Abilities. Without such strict rules, the world would be teeming with experts, and society would descend into chaos.
"Wait, brother, he insulted both of us!" The shorter Han Xiaolong reacted faster. Having a large head has its advantages; after all, Einstein's head was exceptionally large. Although this kid was short and thin, if it weren't for his idiotic behavior just now, I would have thought he was some kind of mad scientist. After all, if he wore a white robe, he would look exactly like one.
"You bastard, I'm going to beat you up! Come with me, we're going to the taekwondo gym. I don't want to beat you up here!" The gorilla immediately flew into a rage, yelling at me angrily, and then tried to pull me away.
"Wait..." I quickly called out, before he could get close.
"What? What are you trying to say now?" the gorilla said, clearly still angry.
"Uh... well, actually, I really don't understand why you two are bothering me. Your brother said he likes Linghu Yan and wants to pursue her, so he challenged me. Do you like Linghu Yan too?" I asked in surprise. Could this Linghu Yan be that charming, appealing to everyone, young and old, high-energy and low-energy?
"Of course not... What is Linghu Yan? No one can replace the Ru Hua in my heart. Linghu Yan can't even compare to my Ru Hua." Han Dalong said, completely infatuated, making everyone present, including myself, wonder about this Ru Hua's background. Why would Han Dalong disdain a beauty like Linghu Yan? Could she be on par with You Yue?
"Oh... Dalong, darling, you're so good to me! Finally, someone says I'm prettier than Linghu Yan! Oh my god, Dalong, my darling!" Just as we were pondering this, a woman weighing over 180 pounds, over 1.9 meters tall, with breasts bigger than basketballs, dead fish eyes, a large nose, a big mouth, and some stubble, wearing two small braids, stood out from the crowd. She pounced on Han Dalong, and Han Dalong embraced this "woman," and the two shared a very romantic kiss.
I think if it were anyone else, the people around would cheer and give them encouraging applause, but these two... Instantly, including myself, all the men around couldn't help but bend over and start vomiting. I finally understood, it turns out... humans can't be compared to animals. No matter how beautiful a woman is, in the eyes of a gorilla, she's not as pretty as a female gorilla.
"Big brother... stop playing around, I'm scared of you, I admit defeat, hurry up and take your Ru Hua away, I was really wrong..." After vomiting, I said excitedly to Zhao Dalong in front of me. There's no doubt that Ru Hua's destructive power is comparable to a grandmaster, especially that passionate kiss between her and Han Dalong. I think even Qin Shi Huang would vomit a lot if he were alive. I knelt down and begged for mercy.
"Hmph, kid, you can admit defeat, but you have to give Linghu Yan to my brother..." Han Dalong obviously didn't realize why I admitted defeat, and was still talking nonchalantly. After saying that, he looked at Ru Hua beside him. Then, with a hint of threat, he said to me, "And another thing, you pretty boy, you're not allowed to make a move on my Ruhua... or I'll fight you to the death."
"Brother... even if Ruhua were given to me for free, I wouldn't dare take her. Please, have mercy and take her away quickly. As for your little brother's matter, you should let him ask Linghu Yan..." I vomited again. I couldn't hold it in any longer. I really didn't know how to tell Han Dalong in front of me that with Ruhua's looks, I bet he couldn't find another person in school who could appreciate her. If he did, I'd rather die.
"Well, you're smart, Linghu Yan. What do you think? My brother is handsome and dashing... this pretty boy doesn't want you anymore, so you can be with my brother." Han Dalong said casually, then pulled Han Xiaolong, who was behind him, towards him, looking quite proud.
Han Xiaolong seemed extremely embarrassed, his face scrunched up, his small eyes looking incredibly ugly. He glanced at Linghu Yan shyly, then vomited again, this time mostly on the girls; they probably couldn't take it anymore. Linghu Yan was a little better
, suppressing her urge to vomit, and said to the shy Han Xiaolong, "I'm sorry, I think we can't be together. Please don't think about it anymore..."
"But...but...I really like you. Even though we don't know each other, you know what? I've noticed you for a long time. Can't you give me a chance? You should know I'm a very kind person. No matter what, I hope you can spend some time with me first. I swear, I'll make you feel my goodness..." Han Xiaolong said tearfully, his expression sincere.
"Ugh..." Linghu Yan couldn't hold back any longer and started vomiting profusely, pressing on my shoulder. Undoubtedly, Linghu Yan's action was incredibly hurtful, but everyone has their limits. This Han Xiaolong, with his self-delusional attitude, was one thing, but to say such disgusting things, and with such narcissism, acting like he was so great, was simply unbearable.
A person should have self-awareness, but Han Xiaolong clearly lacked it, and neither did his brother Han Dalong. Hearing this, instead of showing any shame, they chimed in, "Linghu Yan, my brother is right... He's a good person, and very gentle. If you're with him, he'll definitely treat you well."
"Please stop talking! I said it's impossible, and that's final! Your brother has absolutely no chance, I guarantee it! Please move aside, we need to go to class!" Linghu Yan finally snapped, even a clay Buddha has some temper, and she said angrily.
While it's true that liking someone isn't wrong, it's best to be tactful when rejecting someone. Rejecting someone without hurting their feelings is a sign of good character. However... it also depends on the person. Someone like Han Xiaolong, completely lacking self-awareness and shameless, doesn't deserve any respect. He's already started by being shameless.
"Stop! You two dare treat my brother like this? I think you don't want to live anymore! Linghu Yan, I'll give you one more chance. If you choose my brother, I'll pretend nothing happened. Otherwise... hmph, don't blame me for being impolite."
Undoubtedly, Han Dalong's words were the stupidest. Calling them mentally challenged is an understatement. The fact that they got in here is probably a classic case of high scores but low intelligence. As for Han Dalong, he probably got in through his athletic achievements, since being a national taekwondo champion grants him exemption from the entrance exam.
Everyone knew that Linghu Yan was very popular, with at least one suitor from the Imperial Guard in the school. If someone won her over, others might feel hatred and jealousy, but most wouldn't say anything, at most just be heartbroken. However, Han Dalong's words were undoubtedly forcing Linghu Yan, which was practically the same as rape. So... his words immediately enraged countless people.
"Brothers, did you hear that? This guy is bullying Linghu Yan because he's good at fighting! Is he even human? Beat those two bastards to death!!" Someone shouted this first, and countless people rushed forward. At least a hundred of the hundreds of boys who were watching rushed out, and the rest followed suit. Undoubtedly, those who started were Linghu Yan's die-hard fans, but the group that followed was probably just there for the spectacle, or they disliked the two and joined in because there were so many people.
A seventh-rank expert can handle twenty special forces soldiers, and a sixth-rank expert can handle a hundred or so. Without a doubt, Han Dalong is a sixth-rank or higher expert. Such a person might not seem like much in the martial arts world, but in the eyes of ordinary people
, he's a war god. Although a hundred or so people rushed at him, Han Dalong and Han Xiaolong quickly took them down, leaving a pile of people lying on the ground groaning. Undoubtedly, these two guys are no ordinary idiots. No one in this Holy Dragon Academy is simple; at the very least, their future achievements are not simple. This beating isn't the worst part; they've offended a hundred or so future social elites. Therefore... these two guys are definitely finished. Even after graduation, they can forget about achieving anything. After all, they aren't from powerful families who can do whatever they want.
Moreover... These two guys probably won't survive to graduate. The only explanation for taking down hundreds of people in such a situation is that they're not normal. Of course, this news won't get out because the government will issue a gag order. However, I think the special envoy, the Nine Dragons Group, will find them within a day. And according to regulations, attacking ordinary people without authorization is a capital offense. Although this ability varies from person to person and is useless against powerful sects and aristocratic families, for Han Dalong and Han Xiaolong, these two commoners and extremely inexperienced individuals, they're doomed.
I have reason to believe these two won't see the sun tomorrow, and even if they do, I'll give them a push. No matter who they are, no matter if they're good or bad, once they've offended me, there's no way they'll get away with it so easily.
"Haha, how about Linghu Yan? We're pretty tough, aren't we? If you're smart, you'll be my brother's girlfriend. You can ask for anything, and I, Han Dalong, will definitely take care of it. But if you don't know what's good for you... hmph... although I, Han Dalong, don't hit women, I'll make an exception for my brother today. And that kid next to you, I'll beat him so badly he won't even recognize his own mother. Hmph..." Han Dalong laughed loudly and then sneered at Linghu Yan beside me.
His words made me think he was even more foolish. How could he say such a thing to Linghu Yan? Linghu Yan was at least a fifth-rank expert; she could easily handle him and his crippled brother. I felt ashamed of his behavior.
With a loud "thud," before I could even react, a figure darted out from afar, kicking Han Dalong to the ground. Then another figure appeared, wielding a wooden sword, and sent Han Xiaolong flying. The two mentally challenged brothers, Han Dalong and Han Xiaolong, coughed up blood, staring in terror at the two approaching figures.
One was dressed in a martial arts uniform, a loose Tang suit, cloth shoes, and a buzz cut. Judging from his appearance, it was obvious he was from the Ancient Martial Arts Club. I didn't bother asking about his identity, as I couldn't be bothered. The other was dressed in a black Japanese samurai outfit, holding a wooden sword, coldly watching Han Dalong and Han Xiaolong alongside the Tang suit-wearing man. Their attire clearly indicated they were from the Kendo Club. I had absolutely no desire to watch their fight. Two fifth-rank experts against two idiots, and someone several times weaker than them—it was a one-hit kill, nothing worth watching.
After looking at these two shameless fellows, I was about to leave with Linghu Yan when the two men simultaneously said to the Han brothers, Da Long and Xiao Long, "You two are causing trouble and are disgraceful!!"
The man in the Tang suit frowned and said to Han Da Long and Xiao Long, "You two are so rude to Linghu Yan, it's utterly shameful. I'll teach you a lesson today, and another day I, Gu Chongyun, will go to the Taekwondo club to settle things with you two."
"Baka! You two shameless bastards, you dare to be rude to the beautiful Miss Linghu, it's an insult to the word 'samurai'! Your trashy kung fu dares to make a fool of yourself here. I'm ashamed of you. Our country's Taekwondo masters could easily kill you two with one hand. You dare to use your 9th-dan black belts to cause trouble outside. You should know... a black belt... is just the beginning of real martial arts. You two frogs in a well... Tian Yinan and I will definitely teach you a lesson." The Japanese man also said this.
These two guys acted like they were so great, disapproving of the two people in front of them. Actually, I could tell they were also suitors of Linghu Yan, but they were smarter and didn't say it so openly. Instead, they were being overly attentive.
I couldn't be bothered with them. They weren't worthy of my attention, and once Linghu Yan was with me, she wasn't going anywhere. In short, Linghu Yan was mine, and no one could take her away. I could eat her when I wanted, and leave her there when I didn't, just to annoy them.
"Wait..." Just as I was about to leave with Linghu Yan, the Japanese man behind me suddenly called out. The guy next to me, though silent, seemed to agree.
"What? Is there something you need?" I asked, frowning at the Japanese samurai, Wada Kazuo.
"Well, I'd like to ask what your relationship is with Miss Linghu!" The Japanese man approached me, bowed, and spoke politely, though a cold glint flashed in his eyes. He was petty and narrow-minded; no wonder he'd never amount to much.
"Who are you? Do I need to tell you?" I said impatiently, looking at the guy in front of me. Damn it, all I did was save Linghu Yan; why all this trouble?
"Well, to be honest, I greatly admire Miss Linghu and have been pursuing her, but I haven't received her approval. Recently, I heard that you and Miss Linghu have been getting close, so I'm very curious and hope you can answer me." Wada Kazuo remained polite; after all, Linghu Yan was still there, and he needed to maintain a certain level of decorum, unlike those two dim-witted brothers who couldn't think of anything.

Chapter 224 These People are Your Reward
"Hehe, what's our relationship? Well... of course, it's the closest relationship. We even slept in the same room last night. So? Do you have a problem with that?" I whispered to He Tianyinan with a half-smile, my voice low, only audible to Linghu Yan and He Tianyinan beside me. Of course, Gu Chongyun, who was straining to listen in the distance, could also hear me clearly.
After I finished speaking, Linghu Yan's face flushed slightly, but she didn't say anything, as if she had tacitly agreed. Gu Chongyun and He Tianyinan's expressions turned very ugly. Gu Chongyun gave me a jealous look and left without saying anything more, only glancing at Linghu Yan as he went.
After hearing my words, Wada Kazuo's eyes grew even colder and more sinister. He glanced at Linghu Yan with disdain and lewdness before resuming his warm expression and speaking to me with the same politeness: "Sir, I also admire Miss Linghu. No matter the reason, no matter what happens, my feelings will not change. Although you have won Miss Linghu's heart, I personally believe that a man must have sufficient strength to protect his woman. Although Miss Linghu has chosen you, I still don't believe it. Therefore, I want to fight you. If I lose, I promise that from today onwards, I will never harass Miss Linghu again. If you cannot defeat me, then I'm sorry, please leave Miss Linghu, because you are not qualified to protect her and will only cause her harm. This world respects the strong. If you cannot protect your woman, please do not harm her."
Undoubtedly, this guy was far smarter than the two dim-witted brothers. His words were almost impossible to refuse, because they were all based on the most practical truths, leaving no room for argument.
"Okay, I agree. We'll meet at the Kendo Club tomorrow morning at nine." I said with a slight smile, then pulled Linghu Yan away. A gentle breeze brushed against my face, causing my hair to flutter lightly, creating an indescribable scene of elegance and nonchalance.
Actually, while Wada Kazuo's words certainly played a part in my agreement, the main reason was my dislike for Japanese people, especially those cunning, scheming, and pretentious ones. I couldn't stand them, and Wada Kazuo was a prime example. I was certain that with my strength, a nobody like Wada Kazuo couldn't possibly gauge my abilities. Therefore, in his eyes, I was undoubtedly just an ordinary person, perhaps even a weak one. Yet, he still challenged me, clearly intending to bully me. So, I agreed without hesitation. As for who bullied whom later, we'd find out then.
Moreover, that's not what I'm thinking about. What I'm considering right now is how to deal with that girl Qin Ziying. After all, this matter has blown up so much, that girl must know about it. That little girl is incredibly jealous, and if she knows, it means Gongsun Wuqing, Qi Ruobing, and Qi Mei all know too. Gongsun Wuqing is easy to handle; she knows a bit about my identity and knows she's destined to be my woman, so she won't have any objections. At most, she'll just throw a tantrum for a couple of days. Besides, coming from a prominent family, she's quite open-minded about this. But Qin Ziying and the other women are more troublesome.
Compared to that small fry Tian Yinan, Qin Ziying is undoubtedly much harder to deal with. God… if only I had the aura of a king! Just standing in front of them and releasing that aura would make them cry and beg for my consent. That would be perfect. Unfortunately, nothing in this world is perfect. Otherwise, everyone in the world wouldn't need to cultivate; they could just practice the "King's Aura." Mastering it would make them invincible. I imagine everyone in the world would stand there constantly unleashing their "King's Aura"—the scene would be truly spectacular.
Late at night, the moon was dark and the wind was high. No one was around. Autumn winds blew across the sky, and torrential rain poured down, the sound of rushing water echoing everywhere. At that moment, I was sitting in the room wearing pajamas, watching the latest Hollywood blockbuster. Beside me, Linghu Yan, under my coercion, was dressed in an extremely revealing maid outfit, peeling oranges for me.
"Idiot, woman, why are you so slow? Do you want me to spank you?" I said lazily to Linghu Yan, lounging on the sofa, enjoying the stunning images on the 54-inch LCD TV.
After hearing my words, Linghu Yan blushed and said to me somewhat awkwardly in a low voice, "Yes, Master, I know I was wrong, I will hurry up."
This girl had caused me a lot of trouble today. After I spent two hours dealing with Qin Ziying, who was so jealous, I took Linghu Yan home. Of course, my explanation to Qin Ziying was that Linghu Yan was a student working part-time, and I had just hired a nanny at a high salary, which was why these things happened. Although Qin Ziying didn't quite believe it, my silver tongue and eloquent explanation finally convinced her. Of course, the price was that I would spend two whole days with her on Sunday, two days just for her.
When Linghu Yan, who had caused me so much trouble, returned home, I didn't say a word. Amidst her screams, I unhesitatingly carried her upstairs, ripped off her pants, and gave her a good slapping spree. Afterwards, I felt great; Linghu Yan's perfect figure felt wonderful to hit, and her buttocks were incredibly elastic, making it irresistible. So, I found a way to punish Linghu Yan: spanking.
"Hmm," I said casually, too engrossed in the scene to pay much attention to Linghu Yan. However, after obediently peeling the oranges, she listened attentively for a moment before sitting behind me and massaging my shoulders. This girl is really getting into character; it seems I won't be able to resist getting revenge for her in a few months.
Suddenly, I sensed a slight movement outside, something that didn't belong to the rain. Though faint, I could tell the other person was a skilled individual—though not quite a master, otherwise I wouldn't have noticed. And there were more than a dozen; their movements were a bit too agile, unlike the first person who had almost completely concealed himself with the sound of the raindrops. If his lightness skill hadn't been insufficient to allow him to move at the same speed as the other raindrops after stepping on them, I probably wouldn't have noticed him at all.
"Baby, I think someone's here to play a game with us. Come here, sit next to me and don't move. You're my personal property now, so don't move around too much later, or I'll be in big trouble if you expose yourself." A wicked smile crept across my lips. Amidst Linghu Yan's bewildered and blushing expression, I pulled her from behind to my side and tossed her a cushion, which covered her ample bosom.
A minute later, I turned off the TV, poured myself a glass of wine, sat down, and said calmly, "Gentlemen, you're all at the door, why aren't you coming in? Or are you not ready? If you're not ready, then stand there. My flooring is very expensive; you'll just make a mess of my house with all that rain and mud."
"Hahaha, young man, not bad. You managed to find us at such a young age. Heh, promising young man! No wonder those disciples couldn't do anything to you last time, and you even managed to rescue the little girl from the Linghu family. Tsk tsk, it was these guys who let you find us again this time. I knew I shouldn't have brought these useless trash with me." An old man laughed wildly as he walked to the door, addressing me. He stood behind me by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at me from behind. This man was simply dressed, with white hair and a youthful face. Although his face was lean, his internal energy was balanced, and his muscles were strong, clearly indicating long-term cultivation. He was probably around sixty years old, carrying five large swords on his back, his eyes slightly sinister and tyrannical. He was looking at us with an air of superiority.
"Elder Zuo Wuwei of Songshan, the elder brother of Zuo Qianqiu, is very powerful. He is skilled in the Songshan Five Swords Linked Technique and is a well-known master of the Innate Realm in the martial arts world." I didn't know this guy, but Linghu Yan next to me was obviously familiar with him. As a member of the Five Mountains Sword Sect, she naturally knew a bit about the people of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. Moreover, this guy was her enemy, and Linghu Yan would never forget these enemies.
"Haha, little girl, you recognize me? Hmm, you do have some taste. You're much better than those trash behind me. I find you pleasing to the eye. As long as you obediently hand over the Nine Swords of Dugu, I guarantee I won't make things difficult for you. How about it?" That Zuo Wuwei was another one who thought he was the best in the world. But that's understandable. After all, even the most famous young masters in the martial arts world are only at the fourth rank, and that's already the highest they can go. Apart from the Demonic Sect having a secret technique to cultivate a young saintess at the innate level, it's really hard to find anyone else. So this guy didn't take the two of us young people seriously at all.
"Hmph, our enmity is irreconcilable, and there's no possibility of it ever ending. You and Zuo Qianqiu slaughtered my entire family, wiped out my whole clan, framed my grandfather, and relentlessly pursued me. I remember all of this vividly; how could I forget? Now you say you'll let me go if I hand over the Duhu Nine Swords? Let alone the fact that I can't possibly give them to you, even if I did, would you let us go? You and Zuo Qianqiu are notoriously ruthless. Zuo Qianqiu is vicious and cunning, and you're bloodthirsty by nature. No one has ever left alive from your hands. You want to trick me into handing over the Duhu Nine Swords? Zuo Wuwei, let me tell you, don't even think about it." Linghu Yan stared at her enemy with bloodshot eyes, gritting her teeth as she spoke. After saying that, she turned around and stared intently at Zuo Wuwei as if she wanted to skin him alive.
"I said... when a woman... a man is speaking, you have no right to interrupt. Have you forgotten what I just said? Alright, now do as I say, sit there obediently." I said calmly to Linghu Yan at this moment, and then glanced at her. Although she was somewhat unwilling, Linghu Yan still listened to me. After all, I could be said to be her only hope, and she couldn't disobey me.
"Hahaha, good, good, young man, you have potential. Not bad, I admire you. That little girl is right. I never leave any of my men alive, hehe. But young man, as long as you make her hand over the Duhu Nine Swords, I will take you as my disciple. At that time, I will naturally not kill you, and that little girl can be your woman. I can see that you two are in love. I will not separate my disciples." Zuo Wuwei laughed and said to me. This guy is quite cunning. He knows that Linghu Yan must not have the Duhu Nine Swords with her, so he pretended to admire me and said that. However, he forgot one thing, and that is the eyes.
People say the eyes are the windows to the soul; you can tell a person's character from their eyes. A person can lie, but their eyes never lie. Innocent eyes represent innocence, expressive eyes represent kindness, gloomy eyes represent cunning and malice, and cruel eyes represent ruthlessness. Therefore, I judge people by their eyes first. Zuo Wuwei's eyes clearly told me he was lying; he planned to kill us after we handed over the items.
"Really?" I said with a half-smile. Linghu Yan, though wanting to say something, dared not speak due to my recent authority, only sidling with me, her eyes conveying everything she wanted to say. I simply gave her a reassuring look. "
Of course," Zuo Wuwei said, "I, Zuo Wuwei, am a renowned figure in the martial world, and I keep my word. If you hand over the Dugu Nine Swords, I'll immediately take you as my disciple and spare that little girl's life. How about it?" Zuo Wuwei spoke to me with an air of absolute certainty.
I picked up an orange, ate one, and then looked at Zuo Wuwei with a mocking smile, saying, "You call them trash? Actually, I think you're just as trash as them. You were quick when you came in, but unfortunately, your lightness skill is too poor. When you touched the water, you didn't even notice the sound caused by the imbalance of the rain. What are you talking about if not nonsense? And you're not just talking nonsense, you're an idiot. Since I was able to find you, I'm naturally better than you. And you're still spouting nonsense to me. If my men had come in at this time, you would all be dead by now. And even if my men hadn't come, I could still kill you. Just the fact that I casually discovered you gives me enough confidence to kill you. You idiot, you're still spouting this nonsense to me. If I were you, I would definitely run away immediately, maybe there would still be hope of survival. But now, it's too late."
Hearing my... The smile that had been on Zuo Wuwei's face vanished as he glared at me menacingly. "Hmph, brat! I've roamed the martial world for decades and have never been afraid. How dare you, a mere junior, speak so arrogantly? Today, I'll show you my power and teach you what it means to be outmatched."
With that, Zuo Wuwei activated the five longswords on his back, drawing them from their sheaths and forming a circle in front of his chest. The five swords then charged at me with lightning speed. I merely smiled slightly and gently waved my hand to open the French windows, allowing the five swords to fly in. Compared to Zuo Wuwei's five swords, I cared more about my window. You see, my French windows are very expensive. Although I don't care about money, I'd rather save where I can. Besides, installing them is a hassle, and I hate trouble. The Seven Deadly Sins... the Seven Deadly Sins, especially the sin of sloth, have deeply penetrated my heart.
Zuo Wuwei's five longswords flew to my side at a speed invisible to the naked eye. Amidst Linghu Yan's scream, they flew just before my forehead, narrowly missing my brow, both shoulders, chest, and throat. Controlling swords with qi is undoubtedly the skill of a master. Although this sword technique is not as powerful as the flying swords of cultivators in novels, it is still unexpected. However, it is a pity that even a master like Zuo Wuwei can only use such a move once, after all, it consumes too much energy and cannot be taken back after use. He would never use it lightly unless facing a powerful enemy. This is the life-saving move of Songshan.
Seeing that I was unprepared and had even opened the glass, and that five swords were about to pierce me, Zuo Wuwei's lips curled into a smile of excited joy. Unfortunately, this joyful smile vanished without a trace in an instant, replaced by constant fear. This was because the five longswords would sometimes suddenly stop at the edge of my body, frozen in mid-air, motionless. Then, I would smile slightly, and instantly the five fine steel swords would turn to ashes and disappear without a trace. This bizarre scene was undoubtedly too shocking, and everyone was dumbfounded, even Linghu Yan beside me.
However, Zuo Wuwei reacted quickly. He only paused slightly upon seeing the situation before turning and leaping to escape without hesitation. He understood that my effortless breaking of his moves meant my skill was superior, and the fact that I could so easily turn five steel swords to ashes further proved I was not only a martial arts master but also a powerful superpower—at least an SS-level flame ability capable of silently destroying five steel swords without anyone noticing. Therefore, as a seasoned veteran of the martial world, Zuo Wuwei made the wisest decision: ignoring his useless disciples, he fled alone.
"Trying to run? Too late." A playful smile appeared on my lips. Moments later, Zuo Wuwei and his dozen or so companions were all reduced to ashes, instantly burned away by a dozen flames, leaving nothing behind. Only scattered ashes in the air were blown away by the rain and wind.
Seeing this scene, Linghu Yan was undoubtedly dumbfounded. I stood up with a smile, stretched, and said calmly to the stunned Linghu Yan, "You've performed well these past two days. Consider these people your reward."

Chapter 225 Japanese Kendo is Trash.
Linghu Yan looked at me in disbelief. After a long while, a trace of emotion appeared on her face, tears welling up in her eyes. Looking at me, her eyes were misty, and she said in a trembling voice, "Thank you..."
"Idiot, woman, have you forgotten to call me master? Do you want me to punish you?" I said impatiently after hearing this. You know, I can't stand seeing women cry, and seeing Linghu Yan like this, I became impatient.
"Um... Master... I'm sorry, I was wrong. I'm willing to accept the punishment!" Linghu Yan said softly to me after hearing my words. Her voice was so soft that if I didn't have excellent hearing, I probably wouldn't have heard it at all. After speaking, she lowered her head. Having been punished by me before, Linghu Yan understood the meaning of punishment, so her face turned slightly red after speaking.
"Hehe, what? You like being punished by me that much?" I smiled and said to Linghu Yan, making her lower her head even further.
"Hmm... I'm very tired from fighting today. Well, considering your recent good performance, I'll remember this punishment. Consider it a reward for you. Get some rest. I'm going to sleep now." After saying that, I went upstairs and entered my room. Even in the dead of night, I could still hear Linghu Yan crying. Looking down from upstairs, Linghu Yan was gazing at the place where Zuo Wuwei and the others had died, her face filled with tears of relief.
"Hey, did you hear? Yesterday, Li Tianxie agreed to a one-on-one duel with Wada Ichio. That guy's really bold. Wada Ichio is a Japanese kendo genius. I heard he got a top-three finish in a Japanese kendo competition when he was sixteen, and even came in second last year. He's also the heir to a large Japanese company, and apparently a disciple of some kendo school with a history spanning hundreds of years. He's incredibly skilled. I personally witnessed him split a huge rock with that wooden sword. I wonder who Li Tianxie is, daring to challenge Wada Ichio to a duel..." The next morning, I was walking on campus. Linghu Yan was probably too excited last night and didn't get up this morning. When I woke up, I saw her sleeping soundly in her room, so I decided to be a good person and not disturb her. As soon as I entered the school, I heard a couple of girls talking about me about four or five meters to my left. The one speaking was a skinny guy, spitting as he talked to the girl next to him.
To be honest, that girl wasn't very pretty. Not only was he fat, but his face was covered in pockmarks. This skinny guy had really bad taste, and with such a gossipy attitude, it's no wonder he could only chat with women like that.
"Oh, is that so? But is that Li Tianxie really that powerful? Who exactly is he? Why is Wada Ichio causing trouble for him? I remember Wada being a very nice person, and very handsome. Why would he bother some nobody? Honestly, that guy must have offended Wada. Otherwise, how could someone as handsome, kind, and rich as Wada challenge someone for no reason? Someone like him wouldn't stoop to fighting with ordinary people. It must be that Li Tianxie is too annoying to provoke my Prince Charming, my idol Wada. He's courting death! That guy will definitely get a severe lesson from Wada. Oh my god... I can see my dear Wada wielding a sword again! I'm so excited..." The fat woman clearly felt much better about Wada Ichio than the skinny man in front of her. She crossed her arms, her face flushed, and spoke with obvious excitement.
However, the fat woman clearly didn't notice that the thin man in front of her had already turned quite grim. Sure enough, after a moment, the thin man said to the fat woman with a very impartial expression, "Actually, I don't know just how powerful this Li Tianxie is, but as for his looks, I've never seen anyone more handsome than him. That Wada Kazuo is nothing, just a Japanese guy. He's not even good enough to lick Li Tianxie's shoes."
"Really? How could there be such a person? You're not just jealous of Wada-kun, are you lying to me?" the fat woman said to the thin man with an expression of disbelief.
"Of course, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to win over Linghu Yan in just one day and tame her completely. That's why that guy Wada Kazuo challenged him. Speaking of which, that Japanese guy is quite cunning. Everyone in the world knows that he likes Linghu Yan, but he failed to win her over and someone else did, so he came to challenge him. You know, he's a famous swordsman in Japan. Challenging someone with no reputation is clearly bullying him. Hmph, that guy is really despicable." The skinny man was obviously very dissatisfied with the fat woman's words, but he couldn't say it directly, so the scales slowly tipped in my favor, and he started to speak well of me while slandering Wada Kazuo.
"Huh? Really? No way! I admired him so much. Seriously, those Japanese are no good. Let's go see him. If he bullies us Chinese, we'll get everyone to beat him up!" The fat woman, though a bit ugly, was quite principled. Hearing this, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing her large, fat arms, and said to the skinny guy beside her. Then, she led the excited skinny guy towards the kendo club.
An hour later, I strolled over to the kendo club in the east area of the school. The kendo club was a converted large warehouse, very spacious, and nicely decorated. The surrounding scenery was pleasant, with birdsong and fragrant flowers. Although it was autumn and the surrounding plants had withered, they were still quite nice after being neatly trimmed. A crowd had already gathered at the entrance of the kendo club, discussing amongst themselves. I didn't pay attention to what they were saying; I knew it was going to involve my duel with Wada Kazuo. It seems the people at school are really gossipy.
As I approached, many people around me looked at me and whispered amongst themselves before making way for me. They clearly all recognized me. I unconsciously touched my nose and muttered to myself, "Hmm...looks like I'm pretty famous after all...these guys actually know me. I wonder who was out walking around like this. Damn it, I'll definitely ask them for image rights fees later." Ignoring the gossiping
men and women, I walked straight in. When I entered, I found there were indeed quite a few people inside. Upstairs and downstairs, about four or five hundred people stood, completely surrounding the hall, looking at the central area.
The central area was roughly 500 square meters in size, formed by a concrete platform about ten centimeters high. A row of tatami mats was placed on it. The central area was partitioned off with templates, revealing seven or eight doors, presumably leading to changing rooms or similar spaces. A dozen shelves lined the platform, filled with swords, mostly wooden, except for a few iron swords on one shelf – likely for skilled fighters; ordinary students would only be able to use wooden swords.
Among the onlookers were several familiar faces, including Gongsun Wuqing and Qin Ziying, Murong Piaoxue, Qing Shuang, and my extremely unscrupulous roommates. Linghu Yan, one of the main characters in this incident, was also there, chatting with Qin Ziying. I don't know what they were talking about, but they seemed quite happy, their faces beaming with smiles. They were so engrossed that they didn't even notice me. The other familiar faces, including Gongsun Wuqing, simply nodded and smiled at me.
The other main character, Kazuo Wada, was already seated cross-legged in the center, with three rows of about a hundred people in kimonos behind him. These were probably the members of the kendo club, and I dare say most of them were Chinese. These guys, for the sake of learning this damn kendo, had abandoned all their ancestors, sitting there in Japanese clothes without a shred of shame. This made me frown involuntarily. It seems I really made the right choice coming to the kendo club. Although their lives or deaths are none of my business, I just can't stand them. These guys who have abandoned all their ancestors deserve a good beating. It seems I should deal with them and Kazuo Wada together later; that would be best.
Of course, not everyone was so considerate, not wanting to spoil the atmosphere. When I entered, all the noise disappeared, and they just stared at me quietly. However, my roommates were much more shameless. They all looked at me with lewd grins as they walked over.
"Hehe, Tianxie, you'd better be careful this time. This guy is really strong. I heard he can dodge a stone the size of a millstone with a single sword strike, and he's using a wooden sword. You'd better watch out. If you can't handle it, just admit defeat. I've investigated this guy; he's a true master. Apart from the president of the Ancient Martial Arts Club, no one can beat him. If you can't handle it, just admit defeat. Hehe, we won't laugh at you. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Don't ruin your life for a woman..." Fang Xuan said to me with a smile. Although he still had a lewd look on his face, his words were unusually serious.
"Tianxie, this little Japanese guy is really tough. If he can't handle it, then forget it. If he can, then beat this bastard to death. Damn it, I just can't stand those little Japanese. They're so useless. Otherwise, I'd be the first to rush up and beat that bastard. Anyone can see through his despicable tricks. Damn it... those Japanese are so cunning. Why didn't the Americans flatten them with their atomic bombs back then?" Zhang Muli cursed at me. It seems that the hatred of the Northeasterners for the Japanese runs deep.
"Yeah, Tianxie, if you can, beat that bastard to death. If you can't, then forget it." Zhang Xiong chimed in.
After listening to their words, I smiled slightly, nodded to indicate that I understood, patted their shoulders, and walked onto the tatami. At this moment, Wada Kazuo, who was sitting there, opened his eyes, looked at me, and smiled. It was a very special smile, full of mockery, smugness, and a hint of coldness. I guess this guy now felt that victory was in his grasp.
"Li Tianxie, you really are a man of your word. The timing is perfect, hehe. I thought you weren't so lucky." Wada Kazuo said to me with a smile, then stood up from the ground and grinned slyly.
"Yes... We Chinese are very punctual and have an exceptionally strong belief in our integrity, unlike the Japanese, who are always up to scheming and have no integrity whatsoever. But that's only human nature, after all, your country is small and your standards aren't very high, tsk tsk... Oh, and most importantly, you've learned too much from us Chinese, but our Chinese culture is so excellent that some things are beyond the comprehension of dwarfs like you, so you've forgotten a lot, hehe, I can understand that..." I said with a smile. I naturally had no reason to hide anything from this little Japanese man, and... I spoke softly, only the two of us could hear me clearly.
Undoubtedly, my words made Wada Kazuo's face turn very ugly. It must be said that the loyalty of these Japanese samurai to their country is abnormally extreme. My words made Wada Kazuo's face very unpleasant, and he coldly said to me, "You will pay the price for your words. We Japanese are always the most trustworthy. You dare to slander us; I will teach you a lesson."
"Is that so? Tsk tsk, do you have the right to say that? You should know that your Japanese swordsmanship is nothing more than some third-rate sword techniques from China. Although you have developed it yourselves over hundreds of years and stolen many sword techniques and internal energy cultivation methods from us, however... I must say... you are still no match for us, and you will never be able to defeat us Chinese, because what you learn is never truly yours. No matter how long you've stolen it, or how much you've stolen, it will never be yours..." Although I was still smiling, my tone made no attempt to hide my disdain.
"Hmph, I admit that Japanese swordsmanship originated from China, but I must say that after hundreds of years of development, we have our own independent system and training methods. Moreover, we have long surpassed China. Our swordsmanship is the best in the world. My master told me that there are many masters in China, but since I came here three years ago, I have challenged countless so-called swordsmanship masters. Unfortunately, they can't even last ten moves against me. Come on, I will show you just how excellent our Yamato people are, and that the swordsmanship of our Great Japanese Empire is the best." Wada Kazuo said arrogantly to me. After he finished speaking, because I deliberately made sure that everyone around him could hear him clearly, many people frowned, some began to whisper and discuss among themselves, and the whole room became noisy. Many people with bad tempers even started to curse.
Upon seeing this, Wada Kazuo's expression suddenly changed. He gave me a cold look, his eyes filled with wariness. He took a wooden sword from one of his subordinates and said to me, "Come on, enough talk, let's see who's the real deal."
Not only him, but I also received a wooden sword. Holding it, I examined it closely. It was unremarkable, simply made of a different kind of pine wood. This wood was sturdy, though not as good as ironwood, but after all, it was a competition between students, so we didn't need such high-quality materials. We were competing, not killing each other.
"Alright, come on... I'll give you three moves, you ignorant Japanese." Hearing this, I smiled slightly, quickly twirling the wooden sword in the air before lightly demonstrating it to Wada Kazuo.
Although my swordsmanship wasn't good—my forte was unarmed combat—my swordsmanship was only at the beginner level, even less than beginner, because I had never used a sword before, nor had I learned any sword techniques. At most, I had seen others use them once or twice; I could say I had absolutely no experience. However... Dealing with Wada Kazuo in front of me would be a piece of cake. After all, my title of Grandmaster isn't just for show; I possess absolute strength.
Undoubtedly, my performance just now was a challenge to Wada Kazuo. Anyone with eyes could see that my movements, though simple, were incredibly swift. It was clear at a glance that I was exceptionally skilled, at least on par with Wada Kazuo. Seeing this, Wada Kazuo's face turned extremely ugly, his confident smile vanished. It seemed he had realized I was hiding my strength, and now he no longer had the confidence to defeat me. His expression turned grim.
"Ah...ah...ah..." Wada Kazuo, realizing my power, naturally stopped holding back. He picked up his wooden sword and charged at me, roaring as he slashed. The wooden sword moved with incredible force in his hands, no less powerful than an ordinary iron sword. However, alas, it was too slow... at least that's how it appeared to me.
I didn't move an inch, merely wielding my longsword lightly. I parried three of Wada Kazuo's attacks, but they didn't cause me any harm. Seeing this, Wada Kazuo looked at me with disbelief, then charged at me again, roaring as he unleashed dozens of sword strikes in an instant, a flurry of sword shadows rushing towards me.
"Clang, clang, clang..." The sound of wooden swords clashing rang out, dazzling the onlookers.
Although Wada Kazuo's attack speed was fast, it had no effect on me whatsoever. His movements were simply too slow for me; I blocked all his attacks without even moving. Just as Wada Kazuo was about to attack again, I smiled slightly and with three sharp "snap" sounds, my wooden sword struck three parts of Wada Kazuo's body like a nimble snake. Wada Kazuo let out a scream and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up. I had used a hidden technique on him; he was only in pain and couldn't get up now, but soon his meridians would rupture. Although he wouldn't die, he would be a cripple for life. Want to learn martial arts... forget it.
Looking at Wada Kazuo on the ground, I said calmly, "I said it before. Japanese swordsmanship is trash."
Then, amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, I left.

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