Chapter 47

At the small platform in Wangyue Square, a sword and a knife clashed, and a blinding spark flashed at the point of impact.

The long knife was only a few centimeters from Lu Li's neck, but his face remained calm, not even a frown.

The Ito-ryu and the Three Yang Fist are quite similar, both emphasizing bravery and fearlessness. However, Ito Kenji hesitated. As a result, his realm would surely stagnate, and it would be difficult for him to make any progress in the Ito-ryu.

Drops of blood fell to the ground, making a dripping sound.

The onlookers stared at Lu Li's back, their faces filled with shock.

"Boss is awesome."

Liang Jun waved his fist fiercely, his face flushed with excitement.

"You lost."

Lu Li retracted his long sword, lowered his head to look at the blade, and his eyes showed a hint of sadness. A notch had appeared on the smooth blade, and for someone who loved swords, the destruction of a sword was no less painful than the loss of a comrade.

"Bastard, I haven't lost yet."

Noticing the disdain in Lu Li's eyes, Ito Kenji flew into a rage and suddenly swung his knife at Lu Li's neck.

"Be careful." Liang Jun's face changed drastically, and he shouted a warning.

As the blade approached, Lu Li quickly leaned back and simultaneously thrust his sword at Ito Kenji's wrist. In a flash, he pierced through his wrist.

"Clang."

The samurai sword fell to the ground.

Ito Kenji looked at the fallen samurai sword, and the madness in his eyes quickly turned to fear. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and he collapsed with a thud.

"Without the courage to face your fears and the spirit to accept defeat, even the best talent is useless."

Lu Li sighed inwardly, losing all interest in Ito Kenji.

He walked to the person who had lent him the sword and said apologetically, "Sorry, I damaged your precious sword. You should find the Xue family and ask them to replace it with a new one."

"No, no."

The person waved his hands, his eyes filled with admiration. The swordsmanship of the person before him was even more powerful than the family's traditional techniques. If he didn't know the rule of not teaching outsiders in the ancient martial arts world, he would have long since knelt to become a disciple.

"This sword was forged by a master, and though it is a good sword, it has never seen blood and lacks the aura of a battle-hardened weapon."

Lu Li handed the long sword back to the person, turned around, and picked up Ito Kenji's samurai sword to examine it, nodding in satisfaction.

This samurai sword exuded a menacing aura, suitable for protecting a home and capable of harming spirits. It was a fine weapon.

"Liang Jun, let's go."

"Okay, okay."

Liang Jun nodded quickly, took a few steps to catch up with Lu Li, and gave him a thumbs up, "Old Lu, your skills are absolutely top-notch."

Lu Li chuckled, "My realm is higher than his, so defeating him is normal. However, the Ito-ryu does have its unique aspects. His strike, in terms of speed and power, was not inferior to mine. Unfortunately, he lost the essence of the sword technique at the last moment, lacking the determination to die, and hesitated, which made him a fraction slower. In a battle between experts, a fraction can mean the difference between victory and defeat."

After a moment's thought, he added, "For any technique that emphasizes defeating the enemy in one move, one must be fearless. Otherwise, one can only exert half of their full strength."

"I see."

Liang Jun was enlightened. After a moment, he suddenly stopped, his face filled with shock, and asked, "Are you saying that if he had the same resolve as you, you both would have died?"

"Haha, am I that foolish?" Lu Li laughed, "At most, we would both be injured, but his injuries would definitely be more severe than mine."

Liang Jun was taken aback, secretly glancing at Lu Li's side profile, thinking, "Indeed, I knew you weren't an easy one."

Though impressed by Lu Li's skills, Liang Jun became even more interested in ancient martial arts after today's events. However, he knew about the peculiar rules of the ancient martial arts world and hesitated before asking, "Lu Li, can you teach me martial arts?"

Lu Li's heart stirred, "Do you really want to learn?"

"Of course, of course."

"I can teach you, but you must follow the rules of martial arts. You cannot betray your teacher or bully the weak. Most importantly, martial arts training is very hard. Can you persist?"

Liang Jun slapped his chest and declared, "No problem."

Lu Li thought for a moment and said, "I'll first check your aptitude." He stepped forward to examine Liang Jun and finally nodded, "Your aptitude is acceptable. I'll give you a day to think about it. Let me know when you've decided."

With his experience, Lu Li had no prejudice against different schools. If he encountered a young person with good character, he was willing to offer guidance.

They retrieved their car from the parking lot and went to the hospital again.

After re-examining Xue Shouye's condition, Lu Li felt a bit relieved. The yin energy was decreasing, and it would likely disappear completely in a few days.

When they returned to the school at noon, Lu Li was surprised to find Zhang Jian in the dormitory. He looked Zhang Jian up and down and asked curiously, "Why are you back? Are you better?"

"Um?"

Zhang Jian looked embarrassed. However, he clearly had something to say and, while unbuttoning his pants, said, "Old Three, help me check. What's wrong with me?"

"Damn, what are you doing?"

Lu Li was startled by his actions and felt a bit confused.

"Wait a moment, what happened?"

Seeing that Zhang Jian was about to undress openly, Lu Li quickly stopped him.

"Old Three, I've been feeling unwell lately, especially with many small bumps on my private parts. They're not painful or itchy but a bit ulcerated." Zhang Jian stopped and looked at Lu Li expectantly.

Lu Li frowned, "Stick out your tongue?"

"Ah!"

"Damn."

After carefully examining Zhang Jian's tongue, Lu Li's expression changed, and he grabbed his wrist to take his pulse.

A moment later, he released Zhang Jian's wrist and said irritably, "I told you before, don't go to bars when you have mouth ulcers, and don't use other people's cups. Now you've been infected."

"What?" Zhang Jian was immediately panicked and grabbed Lu Li's hand, "Old Three, what disease do I have?"

"AIDS."

Zhang Jian was stunned, his face turning pale, and his hands and feet trembling. He looked like he was about to collapse.

"Look at you. You have the nerve to go out and mess around, but you don't have the courage to face it. Okay, okay, I was just scaring you."

Lu Li helplessly pulled his hand back, took a piece of paper and a pen from the table, and said, "It's not a serious disease. I'll prescribe some medicine for you. Take it for half a month, and you'll be fine. However, I must warn you, you must be absolutely restrained during this period. You are in a high-risk phase and can easily infect others."

After hearing Lu Li's words, a glimmer of hope appeared in Zhang Jian's eyes, and he finally showed some vitality. He eagerly agreed, "Okay, okay. Write the prescription quickly, and I'll go buy the medicine."

Lu Li finished writing the prescription and handed it to him, sternly instructing, "You should take two weeks off. Rent a place and don't contact anyone until you're cured. This is a contagious disease, and it can spread quickly. If you accidentally infect someone else, you'll be in big trouble."

Zhang Jian's eyes widened, "So serious? Old Three, tell me, what disease is it?"

Lu Li looked around, leaned in, and whispered two words in his ear. Zhang Jian was shocked, opened his mouth to shout, but was stopped by Lu Li's hand.

"Shut up. If Xia Jie finds out you have this disease, she'll break up with you, and I'll change my last name to yours."

"Okay, okay."

Thinking of the consequences of others finding out, Zhang Jian nodded nervously, grabbed the prescription, and turned to run, "I'll call Xia Jie and tell her my grandmother passed away, and I need to go home."

"Cough, cough."

Lu Li was speechless, truly a disloyal descendant!

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