Chapter 1151: Chapter 102: She Would Never Want a Simp Like You

Some people don’t realize until they try hard enough that in the face of absolute disparity in strength, no matter how hard they try, it’s futile.

Huang Anshi knows that the female swordsman opposite him is quite powerful. This morning, when he was performing a ritual, he personally saw those two young women leap up from the ground with a foot stomp, their Qinggong was truly impressive.

He didn’t plan to engage in close combat with the opponent but relied on the experience he’s accumulated from years of wandering in the Jianghu World to create the most beneficial plan—utilizing the advantage of the terrain.

In the narrow corridors of the dojo, the opponent’s swordsmanship would be hard to execute, while he could use the Peach Wood Sword to cast spells, create distance, and seize the opportunity to escape.

It’s well-known that long weapons can’t be wielded easily in alleyways. If you know Wing Chun and only have two watermelon knives, while the opponent is riding a bicycle and carrying a heavy two-pronged blade to fight you…

The answer is obvious, the advantage is mine!

Charge up with a left front kick, the opponent is wide open with nowhere to hide.

However, at the moment of actual combat, Huang Anshi realized the fatal flaw in his plan.

The opponent disregards martial ethics, using the katana to stab me.

Is that how the katana is supposed to be used? The saber technique you practiced in the morning isn’t this one!

“Abao, Axiu, run!”

“Master! We’re not leaving! If we die, we’ll die together!”

At this moment, Abao suddenly showed a loyal side.

This made Huang Anshi so angry he nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Who the hell wants to die! With you blocking me, how am I supposed to dodge?

Thinking this, he had no other choice but to use his trump card.

He took out a Talisman Paper from his bosom, starting to chant “Heaven and earth, boundless…”

Smack—

The Talisman Paper was pierced by the katana.

Huang Anshi then pulled out a gourd from behind him: “Demoness, behold the Dharma Treasure—”

Swipe—

The gourd was sliced in half.

Why don’t you just stab me and be done with it!

Huang Anshi’s heart was bleeding; this precious gourd was his final trump card, a secret treasure passed down from his family, containing Samadhi Fire. If a demon is sucked inside, it would be turned into ash in no time.

However, it was chopped up by this demoness before he even had time to show off.

“Master, you go first! I’ll cover the rear!”

Abao shouted and dashed at the demoness in front, trying to block the blade with his body to buy time for his master to escape.

Li Mumu kicked him over, the katana skimmed his scalp and accidentally plunged into the nearby wooden door.

“Sorry, my hand slipped.”

Good disciple!

Huang Anshi, eyes brimming with tears, retreated quickly.

Then he realized why Abao and Axiu hadn’t run away earlier.

This side is a dead end! It’s the bathroom!

Oh well, even if it’s the bathroom, it should have a window, it’s not the time to worry about dignity now.

Where’s Axiu?

Huang Anshi stood at the men’s restroom entrance, looking around in confusion.

Could she have run into the women’s restroom?

Should I go in and look for her?

“Axiu? Axiu?”

After calling twice with no response, Huang Anshi only felt a chill on his back.

Before he could react, a pair of big hands suddenly reached out from behind and hugged him around the waist, dragging him backward.

Then there was a thud, and the bathroom became quiet again.

“What’s going on outside?”

Maeda Chuoichi, confused and uncertain, put down his teacup and commanded his bodyguard: “Go out and see.”

The bodyguard looked troubled.

This Liusheng Dojo definitely has issues.

One person disappears every time they go out.

Now, they’ve started fighting outside again.

Wasn’t this supposed to be a business meeting?

Is this how you do your high-end business?

Before the bodyguard could make a decision, the paper-pasted door frame beside him was suddenly smashed down with a thump.

Li Mumu got up awkwardly from the ground, staring at Wang Yunxiao, who walked towards her expressionlessly.

“Aoki-san, I’ve told you it’s a misunderstanding, how can you, a big man, fuss over it with a weak woman like me?”

“You’ve disturbed the guests in the shop.”

Wang Yunxiao glanced at Maeda Chuoichi, who was sitting in the room dumbfounded, and nodded: “No need to be alarmed, this is a special service of Liusheng Dojo, if you want the best female swordsman to fall for you, you must convince her with your martial strength.”

“Ah…ah?”

Maeda Chuoichi didn’t understand, deeply shocked.

Are you really playing for real?

Do you do this every day?

It is said that Liusheng Dojo specializes in high-level routes, providing customized services for VIPs, is this how you customize it?

“It’s just like that.”

Wang Yunxiao explained seriously, “If the guest likes it…”

“No, no!”

Maeda Chuoichi quickly regained composure, waved his hand, and refused: “That’s good, that’s good, you… feel free!”

Wang Yunxiao turned his head and stared at Li Mumu.

“Not going back yet?”

Li Mumu squinted her eyes: “The moon is beautiful tonight, Aoki-san, why not go out with me and find a proper place to sit down and enjoy the moon?”

“Another day.”

“You are so insensitive, aren’t you?”

“Is forceful persuasion the way Liusheng Dojo entertains guests?”

“Is the Yagyu Junko the only one in your eyes, with no room for me at all?”

“Yes.”

Wang Yunxiao said sternly: “Ever since I laid eyes on Miss Junko, I knew she was the destined woman for me to pursue. Even if the falling flower is intentional, the flowing water is emotionless, my affection for her will never change.”

Maeda Chuoichi: “…”

Could you two go chat outside?

Isn’t this my private room? I’m the one feeling awkward here.

Damn, this tea must be expired, it smells rotten.

“Stop dreaming! Miss Junko will never fancy someone like you, a sycophant!”

Li Mumu lamented ruefully, turned back, and left with a sad face.

Wang Yunxiao also said nothing more, turning around and leaving.

Only the mess at the scene was left.

Maeda Chuoichi and the bodyguard stared at each other.

“President… you’re not young anymore, this kind of play…”

“Who said I wanted to play!”

Maeda Chuoichi reprimanded sharply: “Watch and learn, pay attention, go back and train our venue manager, see how others are doing business!”

Wang Yunxiao walked into the restroom, relieved himself, and then reached the sink, turned on the faucet, took a sniff, and couldn’t help but frown.

Still a smoky smell.

Probably accidentally knocked over the kerosene lamp.

At this moment, a dry towel was handed over from the side.

Wang Yunxiao accepted the towel and turned to look. A warrior in outdated Fusang Armor was standing respectfully in the shadows, with his head bowed low.

It was so obedient that Wang Yunxiao couldn’t even find a reason to deal with him.

This was the demon Huang Anshi mentioned, originally the armor left by Yagyu Junko’s grandfather, the owner of Liusheng Dojo, nurtured in the hot spring all the time, relying on the Hook Jade to bring in nature’s spiritual energy for cultivation.

Now, Yagyu Junko has offered the Hook Jade, releasing the demon, and the unintentional Demon Qi emitted was noticed by the passing Huang Anshi.

“Don’t cause any deaths.”

“Hai!”

The armor nodded quickly.