Chapter 21

After a short while, the woman ahead seemed to sense something, suddenly stopped, turned around, and revealed a beautiful face as cold as ice.

This woman looked to be around 27 or 28, with a tall and graceful figure, and a well-endowed chest, exuding an alluring aura like a ripe peach.

Seeing the woman turn around, Xu Jianxing felt both amazed and a bit awkward. He had intended to act as if nothing was wrong and pass by, but the various complex expressions on the woman's face left him puzzled. He even lowered his head to check, only to remember that he was wearing a tracksuit and there was no issue with the zipper.

Then, Xu Jianxing raised his head and said with some awkwardness, "Hello, beautiful lady. Nice to meet you. By the way, is there something wrong with me?"

In the past, Xu Jianxing would never have spoken like this, as he had a bit of arrogance but also a sense of inferiority due to his family background. However, after obtaining the magical ring, he had completely shed his inferiority and gained unparalleled confidence, believing his future would be more powerful than anyone else's. Of course, he also had some other thoughts at the moment.

Upon hearing Xu Jianxing's words, the beautiful woman was slightly taken aback. The various complex expressions in her eyes vanished as if she had heard a very funny joke, and she burst into a radiant smile like a blooming flower.

"Hmm." Seeing the woman's expression, Xu Jianxing felt even more awkward, unable to imagine what could be so amusing.

Before Xu Jianxing could figure it out, the woman seemed about to speak but then remembered something, coughed, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "Your way of striking up a conversation is really outdated."

Pausing for a moment, the woman then blushed and said in a shocking manner, "Are you trying to hit on me?"

"Ah!" Xu Jianxing was dumbfounded, his mouth wide open, unable to believe that such a dignified and beautiful woman would say something like that.

The woman secretly chuckled and then pretended to say, "Don't you have any intention of hitting on me? I was about to give you a chance, but since you don't want it, I'll leave."

With that, the woman turned around and slowly ran forward, counting in her mind, "1, 2, 3..."

The woman was very confident in her beauty, believing that any normal man would chase after her within ten seconds. Moreover, this man was someone she had been thinking about and knew well.

At the same time, she thought to herself, "You deadbeat, I didn't expect to run into you here. I'll make you pay for it later."

However, when she counted to 11, she still heard no sound from behind, feeling a bit uneasy. When she turned around, she saw Xu Jianxing staring at her in shock, as if he had encountered something unbelievable.

"Y-You... You are Xinxin?" Xu Jianxing said in disbelief. At first, he was puzzled by the strange expression on the woman's face when she saw him. When she spoke in a low voice, he felt something was off, thinking he might have fallen into a trap like a "bait and switch."

But the more he thought about it, the more familiar it sounded. After the woman left and said those words, Xu Jianxing felt increasingly familiar with her voice. This feeling came from his heightened sensitivity. After some thought, he came to an unbelievable conclusion: the woman in front of him was likely his in-game wife, Xinxin, who was also Lu Qian in real life.

When Xu Jianxing said this, seeing the woman's shocked expression, he was certain that the beautiful woman in front of him was indeed Lu Qian. This realization made him both bitter and amazed, unable to believe that the world could be so vast yet so small.

At the same time, Lu Qian stared straight at Xu Jianxing, never expecting that despite her efforts to change her voice, she was still recognized by her in-game "little husband." This not only shocked her but also filled her heart with a sweet feeling, "It seems Wen'er was right; he talks a lot."

For a moment, the atmosphere became awkward. Neither of them knew what to say, just looking at each other.

After a while,

Lu Qian saw Xu Jianxing jogging toward her, making her heart race and feel nervous.

But when Xu Jianxing jogged past her, Lu Qian noticed something was wrong. Xu Jianxing's path did not intersect with hers.

Watching Xu Jianxing pass by, Lu Qian felt a sharp pain in her heart, unable to control her emotions. Tears welled up in her beautiful eyes, and she covered her face, sobbing softly.

Before she could think more, Lu Qian heard a familiar voice, "Hello, my name is Xu Jianxing. Nice to meet you. I hope we can become friends."

Hearing this, Lu Qian quickly lowered her hands, her eyes wide with disbelief, looking at the young man in front of her. Her face lit up with joy, and after a moment, she said with a pout, "You're so mean, always teasing me."

At that moment, if anyone from her company saw her, they would have thought they were seeing things.

Xu Jianxing smiled and asked with feigned confusion, "What do you mean, beautiful lady? Don't you want to be friends with me?"

At this point, Lu Qian understood. Her "little husband" wanted her to let go of the burdens from the game, forget the past, and start anew. So, she wiped away her tears and said with a hint of excitement, "My name is Lu Qian, and I'm very willing to be friends with you."

"Great, I wonder if I have the honor of inviting Miss Lu Qian to join me for a morning jog."

"I would be very honored."

At that moment, the barriers between them seemed to vanish. With Xu Jianxing's invitation, they started jogging toward the sea, a sense of warmth and ease flowing through their hearts, even though they didn't speak much.

After about seven or eight minutes,

Lu Qian asked, "Do you like to exercise regularly?"

"Yes, as long as there's nothing special, I usually jog in the morning and do some boxing. I've had this habit for over ten years."

Xu Jianxing smiled and added with a teasing tone, "Just like my stupid in-game wife, who always thought I just woke up because I logged in around 10 AM to play. She even mocked me, saying I was born a pig."

"You're so mean." Lu Qian's face turned slightly red as she pouted, then asked curiously, "You can do boxing?"

"Of course. My dad used to tell me that as a man, I should have the strength to protect my wife or girlfriend in case of danger, not run away helplessly." Xu Jianxing smiled.

"Ha ha, it seems your dad thought far ahead even when you were young." Lu Qian couldn't help but laugh, then asked curiously, "Have you ever been in a fight?"

"Fighting!" When Xu Jianxing heard this, a familiar figure flashed in his mind, his eyes filled with longing. He had matured a lot because of that figure. After a long sigh, he shook his head and said slowly, "No, I've never been in a fight."

Without even looking at his expression, Lu Qian could tell from his voice that he was not being entirely honest. She understood that her "little husband" was a young man with a story. She didn't press the issue and changed the topic, "By the way, what kind of martial arts do you practice?"

"Wing Chun."

"What are the characteristics of Wing Chun?"

"Wing Chun is a highly scientific and artificial martial art. Its strength lies in close combat. It is fast and tightly defensive, with flexible stances and quick transitions. It emphasizes both offense and defense, and the balance of hardness and softness, with minimal energy consumption..." Xu Jianxing explained in detail, and at the end, he mentioned the world-renowned martial arts star, the founder of Jeet Kune Do.

After Xu Jianxing finished, Lu Qian asked curiously, "Can you show me a set of Wing Chun?"

"Sure." Xu Jianxing shrugged and said, "I usually practice boxing whenever I come out, so I would have done it even if you hadn't asked."

Hearing this, Lu Qian frowned and pouted, "You can't say something nice to make me feel better?"

As soon as she said this, a blush spread across her cheeks. She didn't know why, but in front of her in-game "little husband," she felt like a young girl who had never grown up.

They continued chatting and laughing, and time passed quickly. Soon, they reached a less crowded place.

Xu Jianxing looked around and said to Lu Qian, "I'll practice some boxing here. If you find it interesting, you can watch for a while. If not, you can go exercise somewhere else."

"No need, I'm a bit tired. I'll just watch you practice." Lu Qian smiled.

"Okay." Xu Jianxing didn't say more. After making a starting gesture, he began to move, silently reciting in his mind, "Wing Chun techniques, no tiger or crane, no five elements, only lines and angles, power and timing, four positions, three degrees..."

As he recited, his punches became faster and more frequent. The initial intention to hold back was forgotten, and by the end, his punches and kicks were like thunder and wind, creating a whistling sound as they moved through the air.

Even Lu Qian, who knew little about martial arts, could tell that Xu Jianxing's skills were not simple. She felt that if she were to face him, she would be dizzy from his speed, as she could no longer see the speed of his punches and kicks. This realization left her impressed.

When Xu Jianxing finished the combination, he realized he had become a bit carried away. He also had a strange feeling that with each punch, he gained more insight.

In other words, he was continuously improving, and although the improvement was not significant, he felt he had made more progress in this short practice than in over ten days of previous practice.

He then understood that in the game, every skill had a speed and proficiency level, and the same applied to martial arts skills. Although his Wing Chun was not a game skill, it seemed to be influenced in the same way.

Thinking about this, Xu Jianxing smiled faintly, feeling happy but not overly excited. At this moment, his character had become more mature.

While Xu Jianxing was practicing, a few passersby gathered around. When he finished, they applauded loudly, shouting, "Great, great, do another set!"

Seeing this, Xu Jianxing was worried that someone might have recorded his practice.

If ordinary people saw it, it wouldn't be a big deal, but if it were posted online and seen by martial arts experts, it would cause a huge stir. His punch speed had reached at least 16 punches per second, surpassing the highest recorded human speed.

Looking around, Xu Jianxing saw no one taking out their phones to record. He felt relieved, bowed to the crowd, and then, ignoring their praise, grabbed Lu Qian's hand and ran away.

For Xu Jianxing, holding hands was nothing, but for Lu Qian, it was a completely different experience. She had only been held by one unrelated adult man before, her ex-husband, and Xu Jianxing was the second.

During the short jog, Lu Qian's hand became sweaty, and she felt very nervous, even hearing her heart beating "thump, thump..."

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