The improved female villains regained their memories.

She wanted to protest, but considering the other party's unfathomable nature, she could only hold back.

After finishing her daytime classes, Xu Anlu took over her body in the evening and went to learn boxing from Yang Pingsheng. Xu Anyin, alone in her consciousness space, began to ponder.

She wasn't the only one who was reborn.

Given Yang Pingsheng's precedent, could there be other people who were also reborn?

Furthermore, Yang Pingsheng claimed to be the leader of the Demonic Sect, but in reality, Xu Anyin, before his rebirth, had never seen that person's appearance. Even when teaching, Yang Pingsheng would simply drop a scroll and leave, relying entirely on Xu Anyin's own comprehension.

Could this extra reborn person be lying?

Xu Anyin tapped the handle, his eyes glowing red.

Whatever this old man's plan is, if he wants to play, I'll just play along for now.

As long as he doesn't hinder his path of revenge.

Chapter Sixty-Seven Murder

The weather before autumn is hot.

Xu Anyin had no classes today, so she didn't have to endure the torment and decided not to go out. Xu Anlu, dressed casually with her pants rolled up high, was going to play in the water.

Yang Pingsheng sat in a recliner under the shade of a tree, watching Xu Anlu excitedly scoop water out of the vat and splash it on the ground.

"Grand Tutor, come play in the water!"

Xu Anlu shouted excitedly, her long black hair flowing through the splashing water droplets, her single ahoge standing up and swaying from side to side with her movements.

Yang Pingsheng shook his head and shouted back, "You play by yourself."

"Good~"

Little Ponytail and Little Ear followed behind Xu Anlu like loyal bodyguards.

Little Ears is that wild rabbit, which has now become Xu Anlu's pet, following her everywhere.

"Little Lu is still as lively as ever."

Xiao Hua brought over a sliced ​​watermelon, looked at the scene, and smiled with emotion.

"Sir, have some watermelon to cool off in the heat."

"it is good."

He had just turned to pick up a slice of watermelon when he saw Xu Anlu rush out in a huff. Xiao Hua tried to call out to her, but Yang Pingsheng stopped her.

"never mind."

Yang Pingsheng said, "It's a day off today, so let her go if she wants to have fun."

"Sir really dotes on little Lu."

"Is there?"

He ate watermelon, the sweet juice flowing down his throat, making him feel much refreshed.

"Why don't you and Xiaozhu go have some fun too?"

"Please don't make fun of me, sir. The sect's mission is heavy, I have no time to play."

Xiaohua smiled and put the watermelon down, saying, "Then I'll go cook now, sir."

"Well, let's go."

Xiao Hua left, leaving Yang Pingsheng alone in the yard.

Xiao Zhu was cultivating inside the house. The sun was blazing, and the cicadas were chirping incessantly, making it hard to fall asleep.

But Yang Pingsheng remained calm.

He lay there silently, without any worries.

It was a long time, so long that the sun was high in the sky, so long that Xiaohua had already prepared the meal and called him, before he finally opened his eyes.

"Sir, dinner is ready."

"Hasn't Xiao Lu come back yet?"

"Yes, sir."

"Has Xiaozhu finished his cultivation?" Yang Pingsheng asked. "Have him look for Xiaolu and call her back for dinner."

Xiaohua hesitated for a moment, but still answered, "Yes, sir."

Xiao Zhu has already tempered her body, but hasn't learned any immortal killing moves yet. If she wants to find someone, she can only rely on observing traces.

But it was alright. Xu Anlu entered the forest like a tiger climbing a mountain, making quite a commotion. Xiao Zhu easily found the traces Xu Anlu left behind and followed them.

As they walked further in, a dark shadow suddenly swooped down. Xiao Zhu was startled and instinctively used her spiritual energy to wave her hand, knocking the shadow away.

It was a sparrow, or more precisely, Xu Anlu's sparrow.

It was knocked to the ground by Xiaozhu, its wings twitched a few times, and then it died.

"Ah, Little Thumbs Up!!"

A sound came from deep within, and Xu Anlu rushed over. Seeing the sparrow lying on the ground, she immediately cried out.

She shoved Xiaozhu away abruptly, held Xiaojiu in her palm, and looked at Xiaozhu with teary eyes: "Why did you kill it?"

Xiao Zhu was startled. After realizing what had happened, she frowned slightly and said, "It charged over by itself."

"Then why did you kill it?"

"So what if it's dead? It was just a sparrow."

Xiao Zhu knew it was her fault, but when she thought about how she, a dignified future immortal, couldn't even kill a sparrow, she didn't back down.

"What do you mean by 'a sparrow'?" Xu Anlu wiped away her tears, angrily saying, "It's my companion."

"You call sparrows your companions?"

"Xiao Jiu is my friend."

"Only someone with a mental illness would call a sparrow a friend."

boom!

He was slapped across the face.

Xingyiquan's Piquan (劈拳), though called a fist, is actually a palm strike, belonging to the metal element, and is a powerful striking style. Piquan requires striking with force, first with visible force, then with hidden force, and finally with neutralizing force. In addition, it requires the application of five different variations of force: catching, slapping, striking, pressing, and chopping. Xu Anlu, with his exceptional talent, had already mastered these techniques in a short time.

Xiao Zhu only took one slap, and her nose broke instantly, blood gushing out. The world before her eyes blurred, and all sorts of flavors—sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy—rushed into her mouth, an indescribable feeling.

The pain stimulated his senses, fueling his anger. When he thought about his status as an immortal, his anger only intensified.

"You brat, you hit me!"

"You killed my friend first!"

"What kind of friend is a dead sparrow!"

Xiao Zhu, who already had a problem with Xu Anlu, could no longer tolerate it. Driven by his pride, he channeled his spiritual energy and retaliated with a palm strike against Xu Anlu.

Xu Anlu dodged to the side and delivered a backhand punch.

Drilling Fist belongs to the water element. Its momentum is like throwing something from the sea into the air with a soaring force. Compared with Pi Fist, it doesn't have as much power, but only a clever force. It emphasizes that the form should not break the body and the force should not be directed out of the tip, but it should strike the enemy when they are unprepared.

Xiao Zhu took another punch to the face, making matters worse. The latter had already assumed the Three-Body Stance, while the former was in a sorry state, unable to stop or defend effectively.

Admittedly, immortals can move mountains and fill seas, and annihilate thousands of armies with a wave of their hand, but those are earth immortals who have learned immortal killing moves. Right now, Xiaozhu has just tempered her body, and all she can do is gather spiritual energy.

He could protect himself with spiritual energy, but Xu Anlu's punches carried hidden force. They seemed to be hitting his skin, but in reality, they were hitting his internal organs. In addition, the wind from the punches was so fast that he didn't have time to spread his spiritual energy around his body.

"Give me back my friend!"

Xu Anlu kept punching Xiao Zhu, using every technique imaginable – chopping, smashing, drilling, cannoning, and horizontal – but the latter couldn't win and could only retreat repeatedly.

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I'll compensate you, okay?"

"They're all dead!"

"So what are you going to do? Kill me too?"

Xu Anlu hesitated, and it was in that moment of hesitation that Xiao Zhu seized the opportunity, striking her abdomen with a palm imbued with spiritual energy.

Xu Anlu was blasted backward and crashed to the ground. Xiao Zhu wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and finally found an opportunity to circulate her spiritual energy and use it to protect herself.

"You brat, how dare you hit me?"

He walked over and punched Xu Anlu in the face repeatedly.

"Hit me! Hit me! Hit me!"

Bang, bang, bang!

The surrounding soil trembled, and the man's head sank in repeatedly.

"A country bumpkin, an outcast of the royal family, a country bumpkin, does she think she can compete with me just because she practices some martial arts? Bah!"

He kept cursing while his hands kept moving.

Every punch was imbued with spiritual energy, and each one was aimed at the opponent's face. Xiao Zhu had gone all out; even if Xu Anlu didn't die, she would be crippled.

He kept hitting him until the other person raised their hand and blocked his fist.

Xiao Zhu's pupils suddenly contracted; it was spiritual energy, and the other party also possessed spiritual energy.

He tried to retreat, but it was too late. Flames erupted, and his mangled face was replaced with a new one; even his jet-black hair turned crimson.

*Pfft*

Xiao Zhu stared wide-eyed as the hand pierced her chest, easily breaking through her protective spiritual energy.

I can't hear anything anymore.

All I could hear was what the other person seemed to say:

"You fucking want to die."

Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Unfamiliar Path of the King

In summer, the midday sun is like a giant fireball, blazing fiercely, relentlessly pouring excessive light and heat onto the earth. The entire land seems to be on fire, becoming scorching hot.