Wanyan Ping was shocked, sensing that Lin Bufan was going to harm her, and angrily said, "You lecherous scoundrel, you deserve a beating."

He raised his hand to hit Lin Bufan.

Lin Bufan grabbed her hand, restrained her, and whispered a warning in her ear: "Don't move rashly, I'm saving you."

"Who...who are you?"

Wanyan Ping was terrified and wary, and tried her best to get away from Lin Bufan, keeping a distance from him and also from Yelü Yan.

Lin Bufan introduced himself: "This young master does not change his name or surname, I am Lin Bufan from Fuzhou, Ming Dynasty."

"Lin Bufan?"

The three women looked at each other almost simultaneously, shook their heads, and said loudly, "We don't know them."

Don't you recognize me?

Oh, they might know Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Bufan changed his tune, saying, "You must have heard of Lin Pingzhi, right?"

The girl who was considered the prettiest immediately brightened up and excitedly raised her hand:

"I know, I know. The one who practices the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique is ruthless. I heard that on his wedding night, he abandoned his wife, killed his father-in-law, and went to wipe out the Qingcheng Sect all by himself. He's really something."

"It's just so-so, not that amazing."

After finishing his modesty, Lin Bufan said seriously, "I am Lin Pingzhi."

"What, you're Lin Pingzhi?"

The girls stared wide-eyed, their faces clearly showing disbelief.

Because it was widely rumored in the martial arts world of the Ming Dynasty that the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique could only be practiced by castrating oneself.

It is said that Lin Pingzhi once distributed one hundred copies of the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique in a small town on the border of the Ming and Song dynasties, causing many local martial arts practitioners to castrate themselves, screaming in agony and suffering greatly.

Therefore, if the Lin Bufan in front of us is Lin Pingzhi, then he should have castrated himself and not be a man.

Yet he also flirted with Wanyan Ping, staring at them with a frivolous and unrestrained gaze, hardly befitting someone who had castrated himself.

"Don't believe me?" Lin Bufan said, "If you all attack me together, I'll use the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique to teach you a few moves."

The three women looked at each other, then decided to test the waters and drew their swords at Lin Bufan.

Lin Bufan also drew his sword, his movements as swift and elusive as a ghost as he weaved between the three women.

In the blink of an eye, he knocked the longswords out of their hands.

"Amazing!" The three women exclaimed in amazement, finally believing that Lin Bufan was indeed the legendary Lin Pingzhi.

"Young Master Lin." Without saying a word, Wanyan Ping knelt down before Lin Bufan, clasped her hands and pleaded, "Please teach me swordsmanship. I want to kill Yelü Chucai and avenge my family and country."

Yelü Chucai was the prime minister of the Mongol Empire and also the father of Yelü Qi and Yelü Yan.

Yelü Chucai was an accomplice in the Mongol conquest of the Jin dynasty and bears a considerable share of responsibility.

Wanyan Ping was a noblewoman of the Jin Dynasty, so it was perfectly reasonable for her to seek revenge; she did nothing wrong.

From Yelü Yan's perspective, if someone wants to kill her father, she must stop the incident, and Yelü Yan is not wrong.

The Yelü family has a somewhat complex background. Yelü Chucai's ancestors had Liao Dynasty blood, and he also lived in the Jin Dynasty, so it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he was a native of the Jin Dynasty.

However, he later defected to the Mongols and became their prime minister, inadvertently causing the downfall of the Jin Dynasty.

In modern terms, he was a "traitor to the Jin dynasty".

Even from the perspective of justice and morality, Lin Bufan had no reason to stop Wan Yanping.

However, Lin Bufan viewed the situation from a perspective of chivalry and compassion, and did not want the three girls to kill each other; the death of any of them would be a loss.

"My name is Guo Fu."

Among the three women, the last one, who was also the most beautiful, finally clasped her hands in greeting to Lin Bufan and introduced herself.

To be honest, Guo Fu admired Lin Bufan quite a bit. He dared to castrate himself to avenge his family; he had real guts and was willing to endure humiliation.

If he were still a man, he would definitely be an outstanding, ambitious person, even more capable than his father.

Thinking this, Guo Fu kept staring at Lin Bufan.

Lin Bufan also looked at Guo Fu, their eyes met, and he said, "Don't look at me with such strange eyes. I did not castrate myself."

"What, you mean... you're still a man?"

Guo Fu was startled, both surprised and delighted. For some reason, she felt a sense of relief and happiness.

A young man suddenly flew over from a distance.

Mongolian attire, aristocratic bearing, and an elegant, handsome appearance—without a doubt, Yelü Qi.

Yelü Qi descended from the sky and stood beside his sister Yelü Yan. He said to Wanyan Ping, "Miss Wanyan, why are you so obsessed with revenge? You have tried to assassinate my father many times, and each time you have failed. My father has forgiven you, and we have all let you go. If I remember correctly, this is the tenth time you have tried to assassinate him, isn't it?"

Wanyan Ping stubbornly said, "Even if it's a hundred times, a thousand times, as long as I fail, I will keep assassinating."

"Sigh, why are you doing this to yourself?"

Yelü Qi said, "As the saying goes, the son pays for the father's debts. How about this, I will take responsibility for the mistakes my father made, and you can seek revenge on me."

Wanyan Ping looked at Yelü Qi coldly, then turned her face away, saying, "You're going too far. You know perfectly well that I can't beat you."

Yelü Qi said, "I'll give you a handicap of one hand, and we'll agree on three moves. If you can force me to use my other hand within those three moves, I'll consider myself to have lost. If I lose, you can kill me. If I win, you'll give up your assassination attempt on my father. How about it?"

Upon hearing this, Wanyan Ping realized she had gotten a great deal from the other party and asked, "Do you keep your word?"

Yelü Qi said, "A word spoken cannot be taken back."

However, Wanyan Ping still did not have complete confidence in facing the powerful Yelü Qi.

Yelü Qi's martial arts skills were far superior to his sister's.

He was Zhou Botong's direct disciple, receiving the most authentic Quanzhen martial arts and the Seventy-Two Styles of Kongming Fist.

Even if it were a three-move agreement, and he only had one hand, Wanyan Ping felt it was still too risky.

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