Simultaneous Transmigration: My Strength Comes Entirely from My Own

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Even if Li Xunhuan didn't make a move, A Fei's keen senses, honed in the wilderness, would prevent Zhuge Lei from succeeding.

But at this moment, Zhuge Lei had no courage to make a move, because although he was a coward who feared death, he was by no means a fool.

He moved cautiously on the ground, afraid of being noticed, especially by Luke. He crawled slowly, like a maggot, his target being a bundle that had fallen to the ground during his fight with the two snakes. Inside the bundle was something that would allow him to maintain his comfortable life even if he were to be disgraced.

But Luke didn't even glance at him. What right did such maggot-like scum have to earn his attention? They didn't even deserve to die at his hands. The Twin Serpents died because they aroused Luke's disgust, but in Luke's eyes, there was never a Zhuge Lei.

But Afei was different. He saw Zhuge Lei, or rather, the bundle that was being pressed down by the slowly wriggling Zhuge Lei.

A Fei kicked Zhuge Lei away, a hint of disgust showing on his face.

"I want this burden."

Ah Fei wants fame, the bigger the better, and the golden silk armor in this bundle is one of the most talked-about treasures in the martial arts world of the Ming Dynasty. Isn't that the best way to become famous?

As for how he knew the bundle contained the Golden Silk Armor, well, do you think his coming here was a coincidence? Of course, he must have already received the news.

Actually, it can't be said that he received the information; rather, the information seemed to have become semi-public news. He obtained the information while he was killing a group of notorious bandits.

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It's obvious that this was done on purpose. No matter how Zhuge Lei came into contact with that golden armor, his fate was already sealed.

Zhuge Lei's face stiffened, but he pressed the bundle firmly under his body, a sinister killing intent flashing in his eyes, while he smiled obsequiously.

"Young hero, this bundle doesn't contain anything valuable, but it's a shipment that our escort agency is guarding. If it gets lost, I won't be able to explain it to the customer."

This bundle wasn't his cargo; he stole it from someone else on his way to escort goods. He didn't know who leaked the information, which is why the two snakes came knocking on his door.

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After thinking for a while, Afei found that what Zhuge Lei said made a lot of sense. If Afei had killed the two snakes, he would have no psychological pressure to take the bundle. After all, the bundle was, in a strict sense, the spoils of war of the two snakes. Once the two snakes died, they would be his spoils. Now, although the two snakes were dead, they did not die at his hands, so he naturally had no right to take them.

In fact, in the original story, the snake that escaped took the baggage, and then it was double-crossed by someone else, which led to a series of events.

"It's not a very useful thing. Once you've mastered your swordsmanship, that thing will be no different from a piece of waste paper. Let it go."

Luke didn't care that Zhuge Lei had taken the Golden Silk Armor.

Golden silk armor is something only the weak need; the strong have no need to use it to adorn themselves. When you wear golden silk armor to fight others, not to mention anything else, your morale is already weakened by three points.

Moreover, given Zhuge Lei's abilities, even if he obtained the Golden Silk Armor, Luke was certain that he would be killed before he could even walk a mile.

The saying "A common man is innocent, but possessing a treasure is a crime" is not just a saying; without real skills, one cannot keep the treasure even if one obtains it.

In the original story, one snake survived and stole the Golden Silk Armor, but it was still completely dead. Not to mention Zhuge Lei, who was trembling with fear in the face of two snakes and dared not fight back at all; he would only die faster and sooner.

Chapter 241: Martial Arts Chronicle: Li Xunhuan's Invitation

Actually, Afei didn't want the golden silk armor for self-defense. Although he was young, Afei was very proud and confident that his sword didn't need the golden silk armor for defense. It would be more useful for the opponent to wear the golden silk armor.

Although his confidence was dampened by Luke's simple move, it didn't matter.

Afei wanted the Golden Silk Armor mainly because he valued its popularity and the large number of people it would attract. The more people there were, the greater his chances of becoming famous.

But now that Luke has spoken, Afei, as his apprentice, naturally wouldn't go against his master over such a trivial matter. So he decisively stepped aside and said...

"You go!"

Zhuge Lei was naturally overjoyed, but he didn't immediately grab the golden silk armor. Instead, he cautiously looked at A Fei with a suspicious gaze, as if "630" was confirming something.

Judging others by one's own standards, Zhuge Lei, with his dark mind, would naturally think the same way about others. In the original story, he would stab A Fei in the back, and now he is naturally afraid that A Fei might stab him in the back.

Zhuge Lei, a cunning and treacherous person, would naturally not understand what A Fei was thinking.

Perhaps due to his age and experience, Afei's personality is somewhat naive, but at the same time, Afei is also a very insightful and intelligent person.

Such people would never stoop to doing anything sordid; for them, it's more terrifying than death.

Zhuge Lei cautiously observed for a long time, and after realizing that Afei and Luke truly didn't see him, he felt resentful and immediately grabbed the bundle containing the golden silk armor and ran for his life.

Luke, Zhao Yun, and Afei didn't even glance at Zhuge Lei as he walked away. They didn't care about such a minor character; if he wasn't in their way, they'd just pretend they didn't see him.

"This is the first time I've seen you kill someone since I've known you. I have to say it's quite frightening."

Looking at Luke's handsome profile, Zhao Yun suddenly spoke.

"These two aren't good people, but I'm not some chivalrous hero who punishes evil. If they're not blocking the way, I could pretend not to see them. But it's just that these two are not only bad people, but also disgustingly good-looking. That's not right. You have to have at least one of these qualities, right? What's the point of keeping people who have neither? To waste rice?"

Luke wasn't lying; that was indeed the reason he killed the Black and White Snakes. Otherwise, he wouldn't have bothered with them if they were in his way every day.

Luke is not a bad person. Apart from a few individuals, not many people who have received nine years of compulsory education are bad people.

But Luke also asks himself if he is a good person, or rather, Luke is more like an ordinary person, even though he has had extraordinary experiences that are hard for ordinary people to imagine.

But Luke's nature hasn't changed; he'll do good deeds, but he won't meddle in other people's business.

He might watch the excitement, but he might not necessarily become part of it.

Of course, things in this world are never static; who knows what might happen in the future that could change it!

"Hahaha, brothers, what a coincidence! Want to come up and have a drink together?"

At this moment, Li Xunhuan, who was sitting upstairs, suddenly raised his cup and invited him to join in.

In fact, Li Xunhuan had seen Luke and his group as soon as they entered. He had intended to invite them over then and there, but Luke's action against the Black and White Twin Snakes interrupted him.

It was then that Li Xunhuan realized that he had underestimated this brother who had invited him for drinks when they met on a narrow road.

He thought he had overestimated Luke enough, but he hadn't expected to underestimate him.

Don't be fooled by Luke's seemingly casual wave of his sleeve; to an expert, it carries a very different meaning.

First and foremost is internal strength. Without sufficiently powerful internal strength, how could one possibly kill two swordsmen who were somewhat famous in the underworld with a mere flick of the sleeve?

Even Li Xunhuan himself admitted that he couldn't do it; even without using throwing knives, he would need at least three moves.

After all, Li Xunhuan believed in benevolence as the foundation of his character. As a scholar and a traditional Confucian gentleman, he could not bring himself to kill without prior instruction. Only when he was certain that the other party was unforgivable would his flying knife take their life.

However, the internal strength that Luke displayed was completely beyond what someone his age should possess, so Li Xunhuan was also quite shocked for a while.

Mediocre people admire Luke's skill after witnessing this scene, but true geniuses would wonder how Luke managed to do it.

As someone who excelled in both literature and martial arts, Li Xunhuan was undoubtedly a true genius. His unerring flying dagger technique was not passed down from his predecessors, but was a unique skill he created himself.

For people like them who can create their own martial arts, thinking is what they do most.

It was because I overthought things that I was delayed, which is why I invited Luke and the others at this time.

Luke looked up and glanced at Li Xunhuan.

Sure enough, he's still not used to looking up to others, no matter what the reason is.

So Luke lightly stomped his foot.

Luke simply stomped his foot lightly, a seemingly casual movement that appeared to contain some kind of mystery about the universe.

Zhao Yun and A Fei felt an overwhelming force beneath their feet, like a torrent sweeping over their bodies and lifting them up abruptly. This force was both domineering and gentle, irresistible yet painless.

In the brief moment of weightlessness, they didn't even have time to react before everything went blurry and the wind howled past their ears.

When their vision cleared again, the two were surprised to find themselves standing on the second floor, while Li Xunhuan and Tie Chuanjia stared at them in astonishment.

Even more unbelievable was that the surrounding environment remained unchanged—the people downstairs were still making noise, with laughter and clinking glasses, as if everything that had just happened was nothing but an illusion.

However, Zhao Yun's hand trembled slightly, as she clearly remembered how she was instantly lifted off the ground; A Fei subconsciously touched the sword at his waist, secretly glad that he hadn't drawn his weapon earlier.

"What a trick!"

Li Xunhuan was the first to recover, his tone filled with awe, "Such movement skills and such internal strength are probably unmatched in the martial world."

Upon hearing this, Luke smiled slightly and said calmly, "It's just using someone else's strength against them." Although his words were humble, everyone knew how profound his skill was.

However, Li Xunhuan and the others couldn't help but admire Luke's calm demeanor.

Zhao Yun was overjoyed and wanted to shout at the top of his lungs, "Look, this is my man!"

Little did they know the secret smugness in Luke's heart; opportunities to shine in front of others don't come around every day.

Chapter 242: Martial Arts Chronicle: The Arrogant Li Xunhuan

Luke does like to show off in front of others, that's true, but he also has his standards.

He had no interest in dealing with the weak; what could they possibly understand? All they could do was shout "Wow, awesome!"

However, displaying one's prowess in front of experts and powerful individuals carries a high level of prestige and brings a great sense of accomplishment.

"My name is Li Xunhuan. May I ask your honorable names?"

Li Xunhuan was very happy. It was the first time he had been so happy since he entered the pass, and the melancholy between his brows seemed to have dissipated considerably.

He has always liked young people because he feels that they have a kind of vigor and vitality that people like him do not have. This vibrancy makes him feel that he is still alive.

"Luke!"

"Zhao Yun!"

"hooligan!"

The three men gave their names in turn, all of which were very common names. Although A-Fei only had a given name and no surname, Li Xunhuan was still quite certain that he had never heard of the other man's name before.

"I have been away from the Central Plains for a long time and am ignorant of the ways of the world. I have never heard of the three of you before. But that is to be expected. I am unaware of the changes in the world. Indeed, new talents surpass the old, and new talents emerge in every generation of the martial world!"

Li Xunhuan thought for a long time and finally sighed.

Luke said calmly, "I'm new to the game and don't have much of a reputation yet."

Although he has fought with many people and won every time, Luke has not yet become famous for various reasons. Of course, the main reason is that the people he has fought do not know who he is, since he wears a mask!

Those who have seen his true face and strength, such as Zhu Houzhao and Yunluo, Zheng Daban in the palace, and Gu Santong and Suxin, would never reveal his identity. Even if the people in the former group saw Luke's true face, they could not find out his identity for a while. Gu Santong and his wife simply dared not.

Zhao Yun smiled slightly, appearing gentle and weak, and said, "I am but a frail woman and have never traveled far from home. I suppose this great hero does not recognize me."

Ah Fei simply replied, "Same."

Indeed, they are the same, both newcomers to the world, and both have never traveled far from home.

Li Xunhuan suddenly realized, so that's how it is. He had always known that there were many hidden masters in the martial arts world, not only in the Central Plains, but also in the areas beyond the Great Wall.

Over the past ten years, he hasn't just been wallowing in self-pity; he's certainly gained some experience.

He had seen a great deal of both the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu and the Supreme Yoga Tantra of Tantric Buddhism, and the treacherous demonic arts of the Demonic Sect.

There are many people who are not well-known, but whose martial arts skills are unfathomable. The Central Plains is a vast and resource-rich land, so it is only natural that one or two geniuses would emerge.