Simultaneous Transmigration: My Strength Comes Entirely from My Own

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Even Xue Yiren, the number one swordsman of the Ming Dynasty back then, was just an ordinary person skilled in swordsmanship when he didn't use his internal energy. He might be able to kill a dozen strong men, but once he ran out of energy, he would still die.

If those strong men were armored, three of them could take him down.

It must be said that among martial artists who have not specifically trained in external martial arts, the role of internal energy is extremely important. Having internal energy makes one a superhuman, while not having internal energy means one is at best a stronger ordinary person, whose combat skills are at best better than those of ordinary people.

However, even without using internal energy, not to mention Luke, even Afei could kill Xue Yiren without using internal energy, especially the current Xue Yiren.

Perhaps due to his age, Xue Yiren's skill has become increasingly profound, and his swordsmanship has become more seasoned.

However, due to his age, Xue Yiren was old and frail. Without using his internal energy, let alone one Xue Yiren, even a hundred Xue Yiren wouldn't be enough for A Fei to kill.

Of course, this is only in terms of swordsmanship alone. If we add sword intent, then it's hard to say.

Zhao Yun, being of low skill level and limited experience, only had a superficial understanding. However, he could still comprehend that this sword technique was groundbreaking in the way of the sword, and he couldn't help but smile, feeling quite pleased.

Look, this is my man!

Needless to say, Tie Chuanjia couldn't understand it at all. His talent was his ability to endure hardship and work hard, which was why he was able to train his body to such a high level. He only knew the basics of swordsmanship, but it would be difficult for him to understand what Luke was saying.

Ever since Luke cured Li Xunhuan, he has become unrestrained, drinking heavily every day.

How much did they drink?

To put it simply, he drinks at least ten catties of liquor with each of his three meals a day; he's a complete alcoholic.

The human body is only so big, and the stomach capacity is also limited, so of course it can't hold at least thirty catties of liquor.

So whenever he felt he couldn't drink anymore, Li Xunhuan would use his internal energy to force the wine out of his body.

Li Xunhuan would never have done such a wasteful thing as fine wine before.

However, due to health reasons, Li Xunhuan has limited his alcohol intake over the years and has never enjoyed himself to the fullest.

Now that he's recovered, he's started drinking excessively in revenge, completely forgetting about this little incident.

Tie Chuanjia didn't try to dissuade him as usual, since his young master was already well. What was a little bit of alcohol? Let him drink!

"A visitor is coming."

A plum blossom petal fell into the wine jar in front of Li Xunhuan. Li Xunhuan raised an eyebrow and suddenly said.

Zhao Yun was taken aback, not understanding what was going on, but then he saw that Li Xunhuan's flying knife had appeared in his hand at some point, and he immediately realized that an enemy had arrived.

The next moment, Luke's figure appeared abruptly beside Li Xunhuan like a ghost.

His movements were so fast that one almost doubted whether they were hallucinating—one second he was standing in the shade of a tree in the distance exchanging sword techniques with A Fei, and the next he was standing steadily beside Li Xunhuan, as if he had never moved an inch.

"Don't make a move yet. Let Afei try. He has just grasped something and can put it into practice."

Luke spoke slowly and calmly, as if his astonishing speed was nothing more than a casual stroll.

However, everyone present was utterly astonished by his move.

Li Xunhuan tensed up for a moment, then relaxed and shrugged.

"Very well, let me see what's so remarkable about your swordsmanship, which is so different from the swordsmanship of the world."

After saying that, Li Xunhuan picked up the wine jar and drank heavily again, splashing wine that almost hit Luke.

Luke frowned, a hint of disgust in his eyes: "I'm telling you, that's enough. I'm your savior, and instead of repaying me, you're always following me around, eating and drinking for free. If I hadn't hidden the wine I brought relatively well, you would have drunk it all."

Li Xunhuan smiled nonchalantly and said, "You saved my life, that's true, but that doesn't stop me from drinking. Wine is meant to be drunk, and you don't like drinking anyway. I'm just helping you clear out your stock; otherwise, such good wine would be wasted."

Chapter 263: Martial Arts Chronicle: The Uninvited Guest

When Luke first met Li Xunhuan, he thought he was a melancholic person like in the original story. But after healing Li Xunhuan, Luke realized that Li Xunhuan was shameless at heart.

The usual melancholy and sadness seemed to have disappeared after she recovered. She stayed by Luke's side, not for anything else but for the good wine in Luke's carriage.

So far, Li Xunhuan has drunk half of the wine that Luke brought from the Imperial Sword Manor.

Just as Luke and Li Xunhuan were talking, a young man dressed in fine clothes and exuding arrogance walked into Merlin.

This arrogant young man, when passing by A-Fei, showed a disdainful look when he saw the wooden sword in A-Fei's hand and the sword at his waist that looked like a piece of iron. He then walked past A-Fei without paying any attention to him.

Although Afei wouldn't be angry about this, it didn't mean he would let this arrogant young man pass by. He held his wooden sword horizontally in front of the young man and said coldly.

"Stop!"

The arrogant young man seemed to have suffered a great humiliation, and he said through gritted teeth.

"You dare point this thing at me?"

The arrogant young man also had a sword hanging at his waist, but unlike A Fei's simple sword, this arrogant young man's sword was extremely gorgeous. Even the scabbard was covered with more than a dozen luminous pearls, each of which was worth a thousand gold pieces.

This arrogant young man was none other than You Longsheng, the young master of Cangjian Manor.

He is the young master of Cangjian Manor in Jinzhong, the son of Canglong Elder, and the last disciple of Tianshan Xueyingzi.

He was a scion of a prominent family, proud and arrogant. In the original novel, he even dared to mock Zhao Zhengyi. He was also the only person Li Xunhuan could respect among the guests of Xingyun Manor.

Of course, things fell apart after that.

Face-to-face combat failed to make Li Xunhuan move an inch, and a feigned ambush on A Fei resulted in his sword being knocked from his hand. When he reappeared two years later, he had become one of the male favorites of the Great Joyful Bodhisattva.

Then he helped Li Xunhuan kill the Great Joyful Female Bodhisattva and received Li Xunhuan's "friend" certification.

After that, the young master of the manor decisively committed suicide by sword.

This proud young man clearly still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

At this moment, You Longsheng had no idea of ​​the tragic fate that awaited him; he only felt that he had been greatly insulted.

Hidden Sword Manor is famous for its sword-making skills. Although it has not been passed down for more than 500 years like Imperial Sword Manor, it still has a history of more than 100 years.

The manor's successive lords worked diligently to make it increasingly prominent in the martial arts world, and many famous swordsmen sought swords from Hidden Sword Manor.

Coming from such a family, You Longsheng was naturally proud, even arrogant.

At this moment, Ah Fei actually stood in front of him with a wooden sword, which You Longsheng considered an insult.

Ah Fei certainly didn't mean to humiliate You Longsheng, nor did he care whether he had unintentionally humiliated You Longsheng; he simply said coldly.

"This land is owned; no unauthorized entry allowed!"

That's right, this plum garden has an owner, and the owner happens to be Luke.

Luke is a rich second-generation heir. His father, who died young, was a business genius. His family had been running the business for three generations and were very wealthy. Otherwise, why would the Imperial Sword Manor marry their eldest daughter to him?

Now, all of the Lu family's assets are in his hands, plus the money Yin Tianxue prepared for him. While he may not be richer than a country, buying a plum garden would be a piece of cake.

This is like a single hair on a pile of nine oxen. Luke already has nine oxen, so plucking a single hair to buy a plum garden is like buying a bottle of water for him—it doesn't matter!

"Owned land? What a joke! This isn't my first time visiting this plum garden. How could I not know that this place is owned?"

You Longsheng wasn't lying. He had indeed visited this plum garden before when he was licking Lin Xian'er's boots. At that time, this plum garden belonged to the government.

However, money makes the world go round, and Luke only spent 30% more silver to buy the plum garden from the local prefect.

"leave!"

Ah Fei was too lazy to explain to You Longsheng, and simply uttered two words coldly.

Of course, it would be even better if You Longsheng didn't leave, because Afei also wanted to see how the things Luke taught him would be applied in actual combat.

As for why it was You Longsheng, well, You Longsheng is too arrogant and doesn't hide his aura at all. From the moment he came in, Afei knew that You Longsheng's internal strength was already quite advanced, at least about the same as his own.

You Longsheng, of course, had no idea of ​​the sinister intentions hidden beneath A Fei's cold exterior. Veins bulged on his forehead as he gritted his teeth and said.

"This young master is not looking for you, get out of the way."

Ah Fei remained unmoved, only coldly looking at him and saying...

"Either you get out, or I'll send you out."

This was a blatant provocation. With You Longsheng's arrogance, he couldn't stand it and immediately drew his Soul-Stealing Sword from his waist.

"you wanna die!"

The Soul-Stealing Sword was the weapon of Di Wuzi, a great swordsman from three hundred years ago, and its light was like a pool of autumn water.

Di Wuzi was obsessed with swords and was aloof and unparalleled. It wasn't until he was middle-aged that he fell in love with a girl.

Unexpectedly, on the eve of their wedding, the girl had a secret rendezvous with his friend "Divine Knife" Peng Qiong.

In his grief, Di Wuzi killed Peng Qiong with a single sword stroke. From then on, he took the sword as his companion and his life, and never spoke of marriage again.

His sword was therefore called the "Sword of Love-Stealing".

Although this sword cannot compare to the ancient divine weapon "Fish Intestine Sword," its fame in the martial arts world is by no means inferior to that of "Fish Intestine Sword."

The legend goes: "Zhuan Zhu and Yu Chang, Wu Zi and Qing, people are famous because of their swords, and swords are famous because of people. The man and the sword (Wang Ma Zhao) shine together, their spirit soaring to the heavens."

After Di Wuzi's death, the sword ended up in the "Hidden Sword Manor".

After the Sword of Love-Stealing came into You Longsheng's hands, it drank the blood of several famous swordsmen, which only increased You Longsheng's arrogance.

He was only angry now; otherwise, with A-Fei holding the wooden sword, You Longsheng would never have taken out such a precious sword as the Soul-Stealing Sword.

"What a sword!"

Ah Fei hadn't seen many good swords, and the sword he used wasn't of very good quality either, but he could still tell that the Soul-Stealing Sword was a good sword.

Despite the great distance, A-Fei could still feel the bone-chilling sword aura emanating from the Soul-Stealing Sword rushing towards him.

"You know your stuff. If you apologize to me properly, I'll spare you. Otherwise, I'll show you the power of my Soul-Stealing Sword."

A hint of smugness flashed across You Longsheng's face as he spoke arrogantly.

Chapter 264: Martial Arts Chronicle: A-Fei Defeates You Longsheng, Showing His Will Through Death

A hint of impatience flashed in Afei's eyes as he spoke coldly.

"It seems you don't use your sword very often."

You Longsheng was taken aback and asked, puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Ah Fei scoffed, "Otherwise, how could you be so good with words?"

You Longsheng was instantly enraged, and his Soul-Stealing Sword pierced towards A Fei like lightning.

His heart was already filled with humiliation, and this sword strike not only concentrated his inner strength but also carried a hint of arrogant arrogance.

The air seemed to be torn apart by the sword's edge, but A-Fei simply turned slightly to the side and dodged the fierce attack.