Martial artists can never be ultimately insulted.

After a struggle, Yuan Chen finally found an opening, grabbed her by the foot, pulled her down, and then straddled her chest. Han Zhuli struggled constantly, but to little avail.

"Are you some kind of heartless monster? Why didn't you even blink when the air blade kick landed on you?!"

"what."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Chen leisurely reached out and patted Han Zhuli's cheek, saying:

"Because compared to last night, you are not even attacking me with the determination to kill me now. The purity of your intention has decreased, so of course you are no match for me."

"...Killing intent..."

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, Han Zhuli seemed to realize something and fell silent.

But then, looking annoyed, she patted Yuan Chen's thigh and said, "Since it's break time, get out of my way. Stop riding on me... By the way, why is your thigh so swollen..."

"Oh, I accidentally charged XVE."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Chen shook his head dismissively and said, "Young people are naturally hot-blooded, so it's normal for a man and a woman to react when they're alone together."

As he spoke, Yuan Chen raised his fist, causing the Demon Orb to fall into a deep, infant-like sleep.

Seeing Yuan Chen's thunderous attack, Han Zhuli was completely stunned, then swallowed hard and said, "Is...is everything alright?"

"It won't have any impact; just consider it a forced calm."

As he said this, Yuan Chen rubbed his head helplessly and said, "Especially after entering puberty, this situation becomes more and more frequent... But they are all martial artists, so it's normal."

Hearing Yuan Chen say this, Han Zhuli nodded thoughtfully.

The line between classic and modern martial arts is not clear, but one thing is well-known: compared to classic martial artists, modern martial artists are often more impatient, at least in the early and middle stages of their training. Like receiving a fun toy, modern martial artists are often eager to use it, and emptying their Qi Sea within three seconds of the start of a battle is practically a given for them.

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If I remember correctly, we talked about it last night, and Yuan Chen is temporarily in a modern-day state due to his injuries. It's like someone who has been suppressing their emotions for a long time suddenly losing all restraints; it's only natural that they can't control their wandering thoughts.

Thinking this, Han Zhuli looked down at her palm.

“In a sense, I’m also a classic turning into a modern one now, right?” Han Zhuli said with a slightly complicated tone, “Completely disregarding what I used to uphold, my heart is completely filled with revenge… and so on.”

"There are some differences."

Yuan Chen said, "There is a big difference between knowing what you want to do and doing it firmly, and just letting your thoughts wander randomly and doing whatever comes to mind without caring about the consequences."

Moreover, if there is only one ultimate goal in martial arts, then whether it's classical or modern, it's merely a difference in the starting point, nothing more.

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, Han Zhuli nodded thoughtfully, but then a slight displeasure appeared on her face.

"...We're the same age, so why do I always feel like you're lecturing me?!"

"Unhappy?" Yuan Chen chuckled.

Shaking her head, Han Zhuli said with a look of disdain, "No, it's just that I personally hate being lectured... well, if you insist on talking, I feel like our relationship is a bit unequal."

Sitting cross-legged on the rubber mat in the private room, Han Zhuli propped her chin on one hand and said angrily:

“We only met for the first time last night, and you noticed my condition and specially made me a dish from your hometown. Then I attacked you, teamed up with that thug to deal with you... You even smashed up the shop you just renovated. Judging from Chunli's condition, you guys must have spent a long time cleaning it up, right?”

"Indeed, it took several hours to organize." Upon hearing this, Yuan Chen nodded and said:

"And that was with the help of several workers... But don't worry, because knowing my personality, even without you and Ichika, it's only a matter of time before it gets smashed up and renovated into a more sturdy style, hahaha~"

As he continued, Yuan Chen burst out laughing: "In fact, I would say that being able to have a fight after a good meal is my favorite reward!"

Looking at Yuan Chen's honest and cheerful smile, Han Zhuli remained silent for a moment, then shook her head and said:

"No, it's different... This may be true for you, but it means a lot to me..."

After a pause, Han Zhuli added with a humming tone, "Anyway, you definitely can't understand how happy it is to suddenly be living a normal life again after sleeping under bridges and in shady hotels for months, with enough to eat and wear..."

“…Actually, I can understand.” Yuan Chen shrugged.

Upon hearing Yuan Chen's words, Han Zhuli frowned subconsciously, somewhat disbelieving.

After all, how can one truly empathize with someone who hasn't experienced it firsthand?

But facing Yuan Chen's gentle gaze, Han Zhuli swallowed her doubts.

Although their time together was short, Han Zhuli sensed that Yuan Chen wasn't the type to deliberately hide, pretend, or deceive in such matters...

Or, instead of deceiving and pretending in this regard, why not deal with the inexplicable lump that's suddenly appeared?

Seeing Yuan Chen raise his fist again, Han Zhuli looked away and said, "There's no need to force yourself to stay calm... I'm an adult now."

Martial artists naturally have exceptionally active blood and energy, especially since Yuan Chen is now following the path of a modern martial artist, making his implementation of physical instincts and intentions more direct and straightforward.

In fact, the first thing a modern martial artist learns in the early stages is to learn to unleash their instincts completely without restraint, just like an actor.

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In this situation, how could a martial artist with more vigorous blood and energy possibly have lower perception in any aspect?

Not everyone practices internal martial arts like Qigong.

"Relax first, then we'll have a second round of sparring."

Yuan Chen also reached out and said, "Let me massage you."

"Oh."

Han Zhuli nodded, and after a brief hesitation, she lifted her foot and handed it over.

Although she had prepared herself, Han Zhuli still instinctively flinched when she actually got to the task.

Feeling Yuan Chen's questioning gaze, Han Zhuli's lips twitched slightly, and she looked away, stammering, "Uh... I used to use a foam roller by myself or have my mom help me, so I don't have much experience."

“I see. Don’t worry, it won’t be too uncomfortable,” Yuan Chen said. “The process of activating life energy is mostly comfortable for most people.”

As he spoke, Yuan Chen also grabbed Han Zhuli's foot and began massaging it. After a moment, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"...Your expression looks a little strange?"

Han Zhuli asked.

“It’s mainly about the feel,” Yuan Chen said with interest. “Taekwondo is mainly about kicking, so I thought your feet would be covered in calluses or something… but it doesn’t seem to be like that?”

Not only was it not true, but Yuan Chen could clearly feel, by doing it himself, that Han Zhuli's feet were even more delicate and soft than those of many people who took good care of themselves.

"Of course!" Han Zhuli snorted in response.

"My school of cultivation focuses on Qi. If it's too crude, both the perception and the control of Qi will be greatly affected. Nourishing oneself with medicinal soup is the most basic thing!"

As she said this, with the continuous influx of rich life energy, Han Zhuli looked at Yuan Chen, who was kneading her little feet back and forth. Perhaps it was because her body temperature was rising? Han Zhuli felt her heart beating faster and faster.

Volume 1: Chapter 101 - Han Zhuli Must Be Eaten

Having confirmed that Han Zhuli had fully recovered, Yuan Chen stood up, nodded, and said:

"How are you feeling? If everything's alright, shall we continue sparring?"

"no problem."

Han Zhuli nodded, suppressing that inexplicable feeling.

If I'm not mistaken, this feeling should be the suspension bridge effect brought about by the activation of life energy that Yuan Chen mentioned... If one were unaware of it, they might actually have fallen into a trap.

But now that Yuan Chen has told me, how could I possibly be misled by this feeling?

The first time was a trial run to get to know each other, so it was a normal exchange. After determining each other's normal skill level, the two began to divide the work and take turns attacking and defending. Including the break time, the two hours passed in the blink of an eye.

With the final offensive and defensive maneuver over, Han Zhuli collapsed to the ground, her entire body covered in glistening sweat, which made her already muscular physique appear even more radiant.

"You're practically cheating when it comes to physical therapy! This kind of life therapy..."

Lifting her foot and offering it to Yuan Chen, Han Zhuli said with a look of deep emotion, "Normally, such intense offense and defense would reach its limit after an hour, but I still feel my body is in a state of excitement!"

"Even if you're excited, you should take it easy. Maintaining an active state for too long can cause the brain to misjudge the body."

As he said this, Yuan Chen continued to help her relax.

Looking at Yuan Chen's peaceful face, she felt the life energy being injected into her body once again, and the excitement that surged along with it.

Although she already knew that this impulse was caused by activation, the continuous offense and defense led to a surge in cardiopulmonary levels, rapid breathing, and a large secretion of hormones in the brain. Han Zhuli could also clearly feel that her emotions were a little unstable.

This can't go on.

Han Zhuli was also panting and kept telling herself to stay calm.

Through her physical awareness and assessment of her mental state, reason told Han Zhuli that if she continued like this, even the slightest provocation could lead her to do something irrational.

But then again... reason seems utterly meaningless, doesn't it? I've already decided to become a hedonist...

I've tried wines I've never tasted before, and I've even shared a room with a man I've known for less than a day...

No, how could I think like that?!

Sensing something was wrong, Han Zhuli held her breath slightly.

The Han Zhuli of today is not the 'Spider' who joined SIN Company and became a completely crazy beauty a few years later. Her upbringing in a prestigious family has made Han Zhuli psychologically resistant to unrestrained pleasure.

While Han Zhuli was still calming her thoughts, Yuan Chen hesitated for a moment and said, "Speaking of which, if it's going to be this intense training, you might need to redesign your combat uniform."

"……What's the meaning?"

Han Zhuli gasped for breath as she looked at Yuan Chen. Yuan Chen simply pointed at Han Zhuli's figure.

After a quick glance, Han Zhuli immediately understood Yuan Chen's meaning.

It triggered stress in places that should have been stressed, and it also triggered stress in places that shouldn't have been stressed.

Normally, such custom-made fighting suits would not show these changes.

Two hours of intense attack and defense, combined with the high-intensity activation of life energy, and the heart-fluttering feeling accompanied by the continuous suspension bridge effect...

What used to be a slightly revealing fighting outfit now looks more like special lingerie worn by young couples having fun...

Almost instantly, accompanied by this intense shame, Han Zhuli could clearly feel the balance in her mind being broken, and she fell silent.

Noticing Han Zhuli's unusual emotional state, Yuan Chen thought for a moment and then said:

"If you don't mind, you can go to a sports brand chain store and buy some traditional martial arts uniforms or sportswear to wear first."

After a brief silence, Han Zhuli licked her lips, then lifted her foot and slowly rose up under Yuan Chen's gaze, finally using the instep of her foot to support the naturally drooping water bag.

"Tch, who's really bothered by this?"

Feeling the sensation of being lifted up by the water bag, Yuan Chen remained silent, then turned his gaze to Han Zhuli.

But then he saw that Han Zhuli had also raised her head and was looking at him. Her delicate face was full of a slightly distorted smile after being strongly stimulated, and even her eyes had turned into mosquito coil-like circles.

So that's how it is. It was the combination of continuous high-intensity aerobic and anaerobic exercise with psychological stimulation that caused the evil personality to emerge.

Since that's the case, I'll have to use a traditional Japanese folk remedy—a spirit-infusing stick—to thoroughly correct you!

An hour later, the mental adjustment was completed.

After lying on the rubber mat and hesitating for a while, Han Zhuli, who had regained her senses, instinctively covered her face.

"I...you...what the hell...what happened?"

"Yes, what happened?"

Yuan Chen echoed, a slight sigh in his eyes, as he took out a towel and wiped the fallen red plum blossoms off the mat.

From now on, I'm afraid I can no longer take it for granted that I can criticize those so-called "normies".

"I can't believe you even said that..." Han Zhuli muttered weakly, then struggled to sit up and said:

"I need to use the bathroom... I need to poop out quickly... or something terrible will happen..."

"No need." Upon hearing this, Yuan Chen placed his hand on Han Zhuli's lower abdomen, transforming it into pure life energy. He then sealed the exit with duct tape, saying, "This way, it can be absorbed as energy."

Upon hearing this, Han Zhuli stared blankly at Yuan Chen: "...Are you sure this isn't driven by some kind of vile possessiveness?"

"There is indeed an element of possessiveness and a sense of conquest involved, but I'm not lying to you," Yuan Chen admitted.

Han Zhuli was initially somewhat skeptical, but soon she felt a warm current flowing from her lower abdomen, and her previously exhausted body perked up, radiating new vitality.

Feeling this strange sensation, Han Zhuli blinked and abandoned the idea of ​​removing the sports tape. She snorted and said, "Then I have to take a shower too... I'm covered in your stinky sweat now, I'm filthy."

"I'll help you!"

Yuan Chen completely ignored Han Zhuli's resentful gaze and went in to help with the washing with a sunny disposition.

After rinsing off and preparing to leave, Han Zhuli was too lazy to braid her hair, so she simply blow-dried it and let it fall down her back. Her style had completely changed from a rebellious girl to a sporty, long, straight black hairstyle. While adjusting her clothes to cover the marks on her neck, she said:

"I'm just in a good mood this time, so don't think you can do whatever you want to me just because this happened!"