I, the transmigrated villain, please wait, gentle master.

Chapter 69 Elementary School Fights: A Battle of Wits

Mei Shiyu could never have imagined that his two disciples, one real and one fake, were already locked in a fierce fight in the private room of the inn.

Li Tingyun, who has regressed to the form of a teenager, and Yuan Che, whose soul is possessed by the girl in red, are a villain and a protagonist. They are pure enemies who are extremely hostile to each other. When they fight, they use fists and feet and engage in close-quarters combat.

High-level battles between good and evil often only require the simplest fighting methods.

You punch me, I kick you; you choke me, I punch you on the head.

The epic scene was comparable to a brawl between elementary school students.

Both of them were covered in bruises, their faces were swollen and grime-covered, and it was a terrible sight to behold.

The story begins the moment Mei Shiyu left home.

Li Tingyun was guarding the room when the golden coffin placed beside Wang Wu's bed suddenly shook and fell off the bed, knocking open the coffin lid.

A girl dressed in blood-red clothes rolled out from inside.

Yuan Che lay on the ground, panting heavily. When he looked up, he saw Li Tingyun standing in front of him, watching coldly.

He struggled to get up from the ground. He had been lying down for too long and his limbs were still a little uncomfortable, but facing Li Tingyun, his indignation was enough to sustain him.

"You persistent demon, you wolf in sheep's clothing! You and Mei Shiyu were accomplices in your past life, committing all sorts of evil deeds. You...you deserve to die a hundred times over!"

"What are you doing in this land? Are you trying to stop me from resurrecting the innocent people of Lingxi Village whom you slaughtered?! You've already harmed so many people, and you still want to... cough, cough cough!"

He had these words bottled up inside, and he couldn't hold them back any longer. The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, and he accidentally choked on his own saliva.

The girl's oval face turned bright red.

Li Tingyun: "...Aba aba."

Yuan Che: "You! Cough cough, you're so shameless, you're infuriating!!!"

He beat his chest and stamped his feet in frustration.

For a moment, he forgot that he was occupying someone else's daughter's body.

A heavy punch landed on his developing chest, and the intense pain instantly robbed him of the will to live.

"!!!"

His mind went blank; the shock was even more intense than a chicken flying and an egg breaking.

Li Tingyun gave a thumbs-up and praised, "...Excellent."

A role model for us all.

He's been single for twenty years and has never even dreamed of being groped.

Or perhaps his skills are too shallow, his thinking is not broad enough, and his ideas are not wild enough.

Li Tingyun seemed to be deep in thought.

Yuan Che was hunched over, his hands pressed against his knees, unable to catch his breath.

That spot, you can't rub it, but it hurts if you don't.

He was both ashamed and angry, staring at Li Tingyun with his eyes wide open, his expression so contorted that his cheeks twitched.

Li Tingyun could not bear to look at it.

Yuan Che turned his head and saw Wang Wu lying stiffly on the bed, half-dead, with all his hair and beard turned white.

My mind was shaken.

I rushed over in a panic, checked his pulse, and felt a chill run down my spine.

"What on earth is going on?!"

Why did his godfather also come to this area and even mingle with Li Tingyun?

It seems that during the time he was held captive in the coffin by Li Tingyun and unable to escape, many unexpected things happened in the outside world.

Having vented his emotions, Yuan Che forced himself to calm down and, without saying a word, pulled out one of his souls and spirits from his body.

The three souls and seven spirits are originally one, but only when subjected to a huge impact can the souls and spirits be separated, and the damage is immeasurable.

Yuan Che forcibly tore his soul and spirit away from his body, beads of sweat washing over his forehead, yet he remained silent.

This shows he's a ruthless person.

He was determined to burn his soul essence to maintain Wang Wu's vital signs.

Li Tingyun saw through his intention, stepped forward, grabbed his collar, slammed him to the ground, and pinned him down.

One hand grabbed his soul back and forcefully stuffed it back into his body.

[The protagonist's health has dropped to 30%, nearing the warning threshold. Please provide assistance.]

Following a system reminder, Li Tingyun stopped Yuan Che's self-harming behavior.

"Where's Lao Liu? Tell Lao Liu to come online. I don't want to talk to an AI idiot!"

The sixth brother is being quiet; he must be up to no good.

Okay, you are being transferred to a live agent... beep... beep...

The system beeped twice, then nothing more.

Li Tingyun had already gotten used to the unreliable and erratic actions of the transmigration system.

I don't have time to worry about it right now.

Yuan Che was being pressed against the chest with his knee, making it hard for him to breathe, and he flailed his arms wildly.

The exquisitely manicured nails almost blinded him.

Suddenly, he grabbed the leg of the small table next to the bed, pulled hard, and slammed it down on the boy.

Li Tingyun dodged.

Yuan Che noticed the pressure on his chest had decreased, and he sprang to his feet.

The incense burner, vase, and other items on the table were all overturned, and incense ash was scattered all over Li Tingyun. Dust and mist filled the air, and the fragrance was so strong that it smelled foul.

The table in Yuan Che's hand had fallen apart, but its long leg was a handy weapon.

He grabbed the table leg and lunged at Li Tingyun, who had just stopped and was covering his nose with his arm.

The girl's body showed signs of martial arts training and cultivation, and her cultivation level was quite high, making her overall qualities very good.

She can make even a table leg look powerful and impressive with her fancy footwork.

The table leg came crashing down on Li Tingyun, the air currents blowing his hair aside. His dark eyes were filled with annoyance. He caught the blade almost bare-handed, grabbed the table leg, turned around and pulled it back, crushing the sandalwood into pieces.

Yuan Che's attack was just a feint. The moment he grabbed the weapon, he used the momentum to spin around and kick Li Tingyun in the waist and abdomen.

He knew that no matter how well-trained his body was, he could not defeat his opponent in terms of strength, so he could only resort to tricks.

But the girl was not only weak, but also light. Li Tingyun could hold her by the ankles and spin her around like a handkerchief.

The girl's blood-red dress fluttered lightly, and the fabric was of a genuine color; when she twirled, it really looked like the real thing.

It's as festive as a Northeast folk opera.

Yuan Che was thrown to the ground. Before losing his balance, he grabbed something and pulled it all the way down.

Li Tingyun loosened his sleeve and realized that he had taken away the belt that was wrapped around his cuff.

Mei Shiyu's belt.

He immediately grabbed the other end of the belt and pulled the flying body back.

Yuan Che seized the opportunity and charged at him with all his might—

The two wrestled on the ground, rolling, tangling, pulling... Oh, what a terrible sight.

The girl's flowing sleeves and skirt swayed as she tragically perished in close combat.

A red mandarin duck-patterned bodice is faintly visible.

Li Tingyun: "..."