Yandere Erii, stop tormenting Lu Mingfei!

Lu Mingfei had just finished get off work and returned to the hotel. He was about to change clothes and remove his makeup to go find Yuan Zhisheng to start training. He had already taken off all his clothes when Erii suddenly ran over and looked at him excitedly.

"What's wrong, baby?" Lu Mingfei noticed something was off in her unusually bright eyes.

"Put this on." Erii handed over a pair of white, sensual lace panties.

Lu Mingfei shook his head. "I'm going to change into men's clothes. I want to be a real man!"

Erii's fair cheeks flushed instantly, and she said softly, "This is what I just took off."

"Holy crap!" Lu Mingfei's pupils widened in shock, stunned once again. "You can do that?"

I feel like Erii has redefined my understanding of perverts once again.

But her beautiful, deep red eyes were so clear and pure, and she looked adorable and innocent. It didn't seem like she was deliberately perverted, but rather like a sudden inspiration. Could being perverted be a kind of talent?

There was nothing he could do; he was a doting husband, so he reluctantly put on the underwear that smelled of Erii.

Erii picked up the underwear that Lu Mingfei had just taken off, happily grabbed it and pulled at it, then put it under her skirt right in front of him.

"So, being a yandere is just the mildest symptom of yours," Lu Mingfei said with deep emotion.

After dinner, they took a car together to the Genji Heavy Industries building.

Inside the building, there is a spacious kendo hall on one floor, where Genjiro had been waiting for some time.

"I heard from Crow and Yaksha that you single-handedly took care of a group of thugs yesterday." Genji looked at Lu Mingfei curiously.

Although his lineage is supposedly very impressive, he looks incredibly useless and even effeminate.

It's really hard to associate the name Lu Mingfei with someone who sweeps through armies like Lü Bu.

"I didn't know what was going on at the time, and suddenly I started fighting." Lu Mingfei described his situation in detail. "But after a while, I became very tired, and I was sweating all over, as if my body was overloaded."

Genji handed him a bamboo sword, then took a few steps back.

Lu Mingfei swallowed hard: "Brother-in-law, are we about to start fighting? Should I put on some protective gear or something?"

He was filled with trepidation, as if he had been called to the office for a private talk by his homeroom teacher when he was a child.

Even though I went all out last night, my opponents were a bunch of thugs who couldn't even beat a crow demon!

But now he has to face a gangster's young master as his enemy!

Erii's fighting skills are already so terrifying, how bad could her brother be?

"Don't be nervous," Yuan Zhisheng said, his voice flat. "Just use the feeling you had when you fought yesterday. Get back into that state and let me see the fighting spirit hidden within you."

"Yesterday? I don't even know what happened," Lu Mingfei muttered to himself.

"start!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yuan Zhisheng came to life.

Without warning, without the usual preparatory stance in kendo, one moment he was standing still, the next, the black figure shot forward like an arrow released from a bow! Faster than a cheetah, more violent than lightning!

The naked eye could only catch a glimpse of his high-speed movement; the four or five meters between them seemed to disappear. The bamboo sword tore through the air, its sharp whistling sound like thunder, and slashed towards Lu Mingfei's head before the sword shadow could appear.

Fast! Too fast!

Yuan Zhisheng showed no mercy whatsoever, his eyes filled with chilling killing intent.

It was as if he intended to kill the man before him with this single blow!

Even Erii, who was watching from the sidelines, was startled.

Lu Mingfei's mind went blank; he was terrified. But just as the bamboo sword was about to strike his forehead, his eyes suddenly narrowed to pinpoints, and he saw Genji's swift and violent attack once again.

A vast and unparalleled flow of information flashed through his mind. The power, technique, and even the possible trajectory of Genjiro's bamboo sword were all captured by Lu Mingfei's subconscious.

Blood boils, bones crack, muscles tense!

Then, his body started moving on its own.

He stepped back half a step with his right foot, twisted his waist slightly, and his hands holding the sword seemed to have their own consciousness as they swung their arms upward to block!

"Snapped!"

With a crisp clang, the two bamboo swords collided solidly!

A terrifying force emanated from the humming bamboo sword. If it were anyone else, their hands would have gone numb from the impact, but Lu Mingfei not only caught the sword but also remained as steady as a mountain!

A very subtle surprise flashed in Yuan Zhisheng's eyes, but his movements did not stop at all. He flipped his wrist, grabbed the bamboo sword in the backhand, and the sword slipped away from the parry like a nimble snake. At the same time, he lowered his center of gravity and thrust the sword upwards, aiming straight for Lu Mingfei's lower abdomen.

His moves changed extremely quickly, and the angle of this sword strike was particularly tricky. It wasn't even a specific sword technique; it was entirely his own on-the-spot reaction based on his many years of swordsmanship experience.

But Lu Mingfei kept up with his rhythm, and with the sound of bamboo swords clashing, he was blocked again.

Genji's sword shadows transformed into a sweeping motion, followed by a diagonal slash, a straight thrust, and a backflip slash!

The offensive was like a rolling tide, one wave after another.

Genji's every strike was swift, precise, and powerful, carrying a simple beauty honed through countless trials. The whistling sound of the bamboo sword cutting through the air was continuous, like a howling wind, and the sword's momentum was like a mountain collapsing, crushing towards Lu Mingfei.

Despite Lu Mingfei's seemingly effortless defense, he was actually completely bewildered, his mind blank, letting his body take over on its own.

It was as if another battle-hardened soul resided in his body, taking over control in the moment of crisis and calmly manipulating the body to fight.

That feeling was very disjointed.

His consciousness is that of a powerless shut-in, but his body is that of a skilled swordsman who can rival Genjiro!

In the blink of an eye, seventeen or eighteen rounds had passed.

Lu Mingfei's defense remained impenetrable, but the next moment, Genjiro's bamboo sword touched Lu Mingfei's hand at an odd angle and landed on the back of his hand holding the sword.

He felt a pain in his hand, and his grip on the sword involuntarily loosened slightly. Then, Genji suddenly exerted force, knocking the bamboo sword from his hand.

"Clatter".

The bamboo sword fell heavily from the sky.

Lu Mingfei's fighting spirit quickly faded. He was breathing heavily, and his forehead was instantly covered with sweat. Clearly, this state was very taxing on his stamina, and he could only last a few minutes. Even if Yuan Zhisheng didn't knock away his sword, he would still be defeated and collapse because his body couldn't keep up.

Yuan Zhisheng slowly sheathed his sword, his breathing remaining steady, as if the swift and fierce attack just now was merely a warm-up.

"That's really strange," Genji said slowly. "The way your muscles exert force, the trajectory of your footwork, and the timing of your parries during combat clearly indicate that you have studied swordsmanship quite a bit."

"But I've never practiced kendo. Even back in the youth center, I chose to play Go," Lu Mingfei said, puzzled.

"Whether you've practiced or not isn't important. It's hard to say about hybrids. Maybe you've seen someone wield a sword somewhere and then unconsciously copied it into your brain. I know that there are words of power that have this effect."

Then, Genjiro pointed out even more incisively: "But your consciousness is disconnected from your body. Your mind is in chaos, you don't know what your body should do next, and you will even be surprised when your body makes the right response. In other words, your body is like executing a rigid program, which completely suppresses your combat potential. This will be very dangerous when you encounter a master. Once they have tested your moves, they will know how to break through."

Lu Mingfei seemed to understand but not quite. "Brother-in-law, what should I do?"

"It's simple, just take more beatings. All the sword saints in the world are honed in actual combat. I won't hold back anymore. When you're defending, you need to find a way to coordinate your mind and body to form a unified whole." Yuan Zhisheng's lips curled up.

There are very few opportunities like this to openly and fairly beat up Lu Mingfei.

"What if we can't cooperate?" Lu Mingfei asked, still feeling apprehensive.

"I have some excellent painkillers for sprains and bruises! Lu-san! Rest for a while, then get back into battle mode!" Genji said, his fighting spirit high!

So throughout the night, Lu Mingfei's screams echoed one after another at Genji Heavy Industries.

He had never been beaten so many times in his life.

And it was in front of Erii.