Beggars' Sect!
It's the Beggars' Sect, for crying out loud!
What was that move that sent someone flying into the air?!
Is it time to ride the six dragons?
My god, tell me honestly, you're actually from another time!
Holy crap, is this world really fucking surreal?!
—Do you, a mermaid, have the right to say that?
Long Xun's attack was not over yet. While the thugs were flying into the air in terror, Long Xun had already taken off into the air in a crouching position by slightly exerting force with his legs.
The space was instantly filled with countless palm and leg shadows, accompanied by painful crackling sounds and the thugs' screams of agony. The energy mixed with his palm shadows in the air, forming a dragon-like green trail, which lingered for a moment before slowly dissipating.
Then, the thugs, who had taken countless punches and kicks, fell down like dumplings being dropped into a pot. But Long Xun spotted the man in ripped jeans and leaped forward like a dragon leaping from the abyss! Dragon Overturning the River! Double Dragons Drawing Water! Dragon Soaring Through Heaven and Earth! Dragon Rising Over the Five Sacred Mountains!
The man in ripped jeans could no longer scream. After being knocked away by Long Teng Wu Yue, Long Xun once again charged forward in the wilderness, his boundless energy coalescing into a giant dragon head, which crashed towards the man in ripped jeans.
Awooo—!
Everyone seemed to hear a dragon's roar as if they were hallucinating.
The man in ripped jeans, who had rolled a long way, lay face down on the ground, completely motionless.
After finishing his work, Long Xun tucked the short stick and wine pot back into his waistband, turned around to look at Yin Chen, who was completely dumbfounded, and calmly said, "Let's go."
"Are they... dead?" Yin Chen asked blankly.
Long Xun shook his head: "I know what I'm doing."
These people were just unconscious. The guy in ripped jeans who was hit by his combo was only broken in one bone by the last move, "Regretful Dragon," which was nothing serious.
Long Xun is unwilling to take the lives of any living being unless absolutely necessary.
Yin Chen silently followed behind Long Xun, secretly stealing glances at his idol.
Those beautiful muscles, those impressive tattoos, and then think back to that powerful burst of energy just now…
Even though Yin Chen repeatedly told herself to stay calm, stay away from her crush, and not cause him any trouble, she still couldn't help but ask, "Are you from another time?"
Long Xun paused for a moment and gave a soft "hmm".
If you think about it, he really was a time traveler.
Upon receiving a response, Yin Chen became excited and abruptly stepped forward to approach Long Xun, urgently lowering his voice and sneakily asking, "Were you from the Beggars' Sect before? Is this what your Beggars' Sect tattoos look like? Is the master of Hidden Sword Manor really beautiful? Hey, and also, have you ever seen Yang Guifei? How did you travel through time? Don't worry, I promise I won't tell anyone!"
Long Xun remained silent.
Because he didn't know the answer to any of the questions Ah Chen asked...
Yin Chen didn't care that he didn't answer. Overwhelmed by the excitement of seeing a martial arts master in person, Yin Chen forgot about his previous tension and stiffness and grabbed his idol's arm. He didn't even notice that Long Xun suddenly turned his head and stared at him with a deep gaze.
That gaze was so focused and tender it was almost excessive.
"My god, my god, can I learn your kung fu? Can I be as good as you? Do you really have internal energy? What exactly is internal energy? What does it feel like when it flows?" Yin Chen shook Long Xun's arm and asked repeatedly, not even realizing that he had subconsciously called out the name he had always called him in his heart.
"I don't know, but we can try." Long Xun answered softly. He carefully raised his hand, grasped Yin Chen's hand that was holding his arm, and then gently took his hand with the same side of his hand.
Yin Chen's palms were still damp with sweat from his earlier nervousness; they were a little cool and slightly wet, and his slender hands had soft, delicate skin. His hand wasn't small, yet Long Xun held it carefully.
"Really! Can I really learn kung fu from you? Should I get this tattoo too? Will it hurt a lot? But it's okay, I can definitely endure it!"
"No need for a tattoo."
"That's good, that's good! How long have you been practicing? Have you been practicing since you were little? Is it tough? Will it take me many years to learn it too? If it takes many years, will you teach me? Will you think I'm stupid and can't learn it?"
"Won't."
"Was your original appearance silver hair and blonde eyes? No wonder your eyes looked vertical in the video, were you wearing contact lenses?"
"..."
...
A silver-haired man dressed in ancient-style clothing with his hair tied in a ponytail and a young man in modern clothes walked hand in hand, side by side. The young man chattered excitedly, and the man spoke briefly, exchanging questions and answers.
Unbeknownst to them, under the dim light, their shadows had overlapped, and the heartbreaking distance between them was gone.
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