Simultaneous Transmigration: After a series of actions, I became invincible.

"Hehehe, I caught you! Did I win this sparring match?"

Some lewd laughter and voices rang out.

After several rounds.

Li Le had already hugged A Zhu from behind, stopping in the middle of the house with a wicked grin on his face.

"Let me go! You lecherous scoundrel!!"

Azhu struggled, her eyes filled with anger and her face flushed red.

The first intimate contact with a member of the opposite sex and the unusual experience she felt filled her with shame, indignation, and shock.

But it also felt like opening the door to a new world.

"How are you a lecher? I see you know a bit of martial arts."

"We're all江湖儿女 (people of the martial arts world), isn't this kind of scene quite common when we're sparring?"

Li Le said with a smile.

"What do you mean, 'frequently seen'? You bastard, you're just taking advantage of me!"

Azhu cursed through gritted teeth.

"Who told you to be the young married woman Bai Azhu? You couldn't help yourself."

"What nonsense! Do I look that old?!"

Azhu became even more displeased and stomped on Li Le's instep.

"No, I was just praising your unparalleled beauty."

Li Le replied.

The words were spoken.

The doorway was deserted.

Two figures swept in from different directions, passing through the door frame one after the other, and stood on either side.

"You scoundrel! How dare you cause trouble in Swallow's Nest! I think you have a death wish!"

Feng Bo'e shouted, brandishing his broadsword.

"I've never seen a flower thief in broad daylight before! If you don't release him soon, he'll be torn to pieces!"

Bao's voice was cold and distant.

"Only two second-rate martial artists have arrived? Looks like Murong Fu isn't home."

Li Le glanced at the two of them and said.

"Second-rate my ass! Let go of Ah Zhu if you dare, or I'll chop you to pieces!"

Feng Bo'e raised his broadsword and pointed it at Li Ledao.

Although I've never heard of the term "second-rate martial artist," it doesn't prevent me from understanding its meaning.

Bao Butong looked Li Le up and down.

What makes this kid so calm to say that?

"Alright! I'll play with you guys then!"

After Li Le finished speaking, he released A Zhu, used a clever movement of his arm to push her away, and delivered a slap.

Azhu spun away, stopping in the corner of the room with her hands behind her back, glaring at Li Le, her teeth itching with anger.

Swish swish!

Crackling sounds!

Li Le, Bao Butong, and Feng Bo'e were already locked in combat.

The sharp force generated by each gesture quickly transformed the house beyond recognition, with debris flying everywhere, resembling a demolition site.

"This kid's movement skills are amazing!"

Feng Bo'e and Bao Butong thought of each other at the same time.

Put aside their initial underestimation, they joined forces to launch an even more ferocious and deadly offensive.

However, all of these became Li Le's practical experience.

During the fierce battle between the three.

The open space outside the house.

Azhu and Abi, who had somehow left, stood in the sunlight, filled with surprise and doubt.

"This bastard actually has such strength! He can hold his own against Brother Bao and Brother Feng!"

"You said he came to spar with the young master, so wouldn't Brother Bao and Brother Feng be no match for him?"

"No way? How old is he..."

As the battle progressed...

The once exquisite house has been reduced to ruins, highlighting the fragility of wooden structures.

Amidst the ruins, under a rain of falling sawdust.

Li Le grabbed Feng Bo'e and Bao Butong's arms on the left and right, respectively, and swept up their internal energy.

The two men, unable to move, were utterly terrified and shouted in unison, "Dissolving Power Technique! Who is Ding Chunqiu to you?!"

"No, no, my martial arts are far superior to his Dissolving Power Technique!"

Li Le said with a contented expression.

"More advanced? You, what do you mean!"

Bao Butong's tone became weak as he spoke.

"That means I, Li Le, have nothing to do with that old man Ding Chunqiu."

"You practice evil arts! Sooner or later, everyone will want to kill you!"

Feng Bo'e gritted his teeth and said.

"That sounds pretty exciting! Life and death are nothing to fear; if you're not convinced, then fight! Eighteen years from now, you'll be a true hero, and we'll have a good fight then!"

Li Le said indifferently.

The two felt dizzy and lightheaded after hearing this, and cursed inwardly.

Are all young people this crazy these days?

far away.

"Brother Bao, Brother Feng doesn't look right. Could he have been subdued?"

Abi looked worried and whispered.

"That's very bad. Right now, only Brother Bao the Third and Brother Feng the Fourth are the strongest in the manor."

Azhu said with a heart full of trepidation.

After a while.

Under their watchful eyes, Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e collapsed like rag dolls in the ruins.

Li Le lowered his arms, looking quite content.

The internal strength and purity of this second-rate martial artist are far superior to those of the previous weaklings!

"The purity of internal energy of top martial artists must be 99.1%!"

Li Le's voice echoed in his mind.

"Goodness, blue internal energy, huh? That must be incredibly exhilarating!"

Tianlong Li Le thought to himself, then picked up the large sword that Feng Bo'e had dropped.

"You! What do you want to do?!"

When Azhu saw Li Le picking up the knife, she quickly ran to the edge of the ruins.

Abi followed closely behind, extremely worried that Li Le would slash Bao Butong and Feng Bo'e with two knives.

"You call yourself a江湖儿女 (jianghu ren, meaning a person from the martial arts world)? Haven't you heard that to determine who is superior, one must also fight to the death?"

Li Le's eyes were playful.

"You're insane! You're a complete madman! Didn't you say you were just sparring at the beginning?"

"You don't understand 'exchange of skills' that way. Going to such extremes won't do you any good."

Azhu's heart skipped a beat.

Bao, lying on the ground, was different from Feng Bo'e, whose eyelids twitched as he listened.

That kid's ruthless!

"So what do you want?"

Li Le slung the back of his broadsword over his shoulder and smiled.

"It's normal for people in the martial arts world to spar and compete with each other."

Brother Bao and Brother Feng were defeated by you, so they will naturally submit to you.

You've also earned your place as a distinguished guest of Yanziwu through your own abilities.

A'Zhu said in a soft voice.

"Given the current situation, we have no choice but to accept it."

Bao Butong said weakly.

"Yes, yes."

The storm raged and the evil echoed the Dao.

"I see. So, are you convinced yet?"

Li Le said to A Zhu.

"I'm convinced. You can challenge my young master to a duel now."

Azhu nodded, feeling relieved.

"Alright, let me hug you one more time, then I'll go find your young master."

Li Le smiled slightly.

"you!"

Azhu was immediately annoyed, but then she saw the mess in front of her.

With a helpless expression, he said, "Fine, fine, you've already taken advantage of me anyway."

"With such a promising future, can't you even let me flirt with you? Your standards are way too high!"

As Li Le spoke, he threw down the large knife in his hand and strode out of the ruins.

Standing in front of Azhu, he grabbed her waist and they were nose to nose.

"It's not that I have high standards, it's just that I've never seen anyone like you before."

Azhu lowered her eyes and said irritably.

The strange feeling he sensed again made him feel ashamed once more.

This guy is absolutely wicked!

I lost a lot of money today...

"Now that we've been hugging and cuddling like this, shouldn't I act like a man and marry you?"

Li Le smiled.

"Don't push your luck. Who wants you to marry them?"

Azhu rolled her eyes and said.

"Oh, so I don't have to take responsibility. That puts my mind at ease."

"you!"

A'Zhu laughed in anger and turned her head away sharply.

She knew that if she continued talking, she would only be the one who got upset.