My wife is the stand-in.

Hinata was covered in sweat. She gripped the hem of her hoodie, crossed her legs, bent her knees, and nodded in thanks.

Her eyes were full of longing, and she stared at Amanosaki without blinking.

Amanosaki gazed at Hinata's delicate feet, encased in socks and slipped into ninja sandals that resembled sandals, moving slightly restlessly. His mind was filled with images of her dancing.

A thousand words reached his throat, but no matter how much he tried to say them, he couldn't utter a single good one; in the end, it all turned into plagiarism.

"Swift as a flying duck, elusive as a god, her steps light as a feather, her silk stockings stirring up dust. Her glances are captivating, her face radiant and jade-like. Before she utters a word, her breath is as fragrant as a fragrant orchid."

"This was written by Cao Xueqin, the genius!" Hinata insisted, her face flushed.

Amanosaki clapped his hands until they were red, and shamelessly said:

“What a coincidence! Last night I dreamt of Cao Zhi. He said that the Goddess of the Luo River came to my house and said he wanted to take her away. So I beat him up. From now on, the Ode to the Goddess of the Luo River is mine.”

"Bad embryo!"

Sun Chun waited until his hair stopped standing on end before getting up from the ground, just in time to witness this scene. He felt his teeth aching so badly they almost fell out. He Wanli, who was pale-faced next to him, simply closed his eyes, fiddling with the iron bladder with his fingers, the low humming filling his ears, trying to avoid hearing those saccharine sweet words.

In the reception room, the scabies-ridden man who witnessed Hinata unleash the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms changed color drastically, grabbed his sword, and walked out with a limp.

“Mr. Scabies, where are you going?!” Amber asked loudly.

Without turning his head, Jie Laobin left after uttering a single sentence.

"Meet the genius of that time!"

Chapter Ten: Just One Step Away

Oriental Leaf Hero is in a sorry state now.

He, a dignified branch-level martial arts master, was actually slower than a greenhorn.

No, that's not the case.

He shook his hooked nose, dismissing the random thoughts in his mind.

Hinata Hyuga's Gentle Fist Technique: Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms attracted the attention of everyone in the live stream.

But the Eastern Leaf Knight knew that all those evil spirits combined were not as troublesome as the heretic in front of him.

His obese body, secreting countless sticky fluids, could block...

"It's not easy to find so many demons stuck at the stage of evolution, Catfish Demon, you have quite the reputation." The Eastern Leaf Knight mocked as he controlled his feathers, swirling around Crane Daoist like a vortex.

Jasmine green tea!

The Eastern Leaf Hero roared the name of his move, and the swirling bird feathers suddenly accelerated. Crane Daoist was like a fish thrown into a blender, being cut by countless sharp feathers!

Nearly half a minute passed before the vortex finally stopped. The Eastern Leaf Knight, controlling the Feather of Wuyi Mountain, felt slightly fatigued.

His special ability is to control his own feathers. The more feathers he controls, or the sharper he can make them, the greater the energy consumption.

In order to reverse the audience's impression that he "made his move later than the mysterious swordsman", he deliberately used several group killing moves, which were flashy but also very energy-consuming.

"Phew~ It's over." Oriental Leaf Knight rubbed his forehead and said softly.

"Haha! It's still early!"

The Crane Taoist, his entire body enveloped in a viscous liquid, resembling an egg, gaped open and grinned broadly.

"I like your kind of so-called chivalrous hero. You sell your name and moves to companies, and for that little bit of money, you've covered everything up."

"Bring out whatever other teas you have, I've prepared a complete plan!"

The egg-like slime rolled around on the ground, and with each jump, it seemed to slap the face of the Eastern Leaf Knight.

At this moment, Hinata had just managed to kill 10 demons, and squatted down next to Amanosaki, eating the icy watermelon spoonful by spoonful.

"I'm saying... is it really okay not to help Oriental Leaf Hero?"

Sun Chun had a small ice cream cone in his mouth. He huddled somewhat awkwardly next to He Wanli.

Having given himself two injections of adrenaline, Amanosaki lay sprawled on Hinata's lap like a dead dog, his head resting on the softness of the young girl's thigh. Hinata occasionally fed him popcorn and ice cream, making him feel like he was in paradise.

What heroes, what demons, what heretics—none of them are as good as having a pair of white legs to rest your head on and the sweet smell in the air.

I have a wife who feeds me, do you?

So he simply waved his hand and said in a tone of someone who's been through it all, "I'm already like this, how could I possibly have the strength left? If you want to go, then go ahead."

Sun Chun glanced at Amanosaki, who was passively enjoying himself, and then at He Wanli. Finding that He Wanli also showed no intention of making a move, he sat down again.

Crane Daoist, who had infuriated Dongfang Shuye Xia half to death with his words, saw that the evil spirits he had brought to stir up trouble were all dead, and knew that he could not keep them any longer.

He rubbed his belly, thinking that the trip hadn't been entirely fruitless, and then grinned and laughed heartily:

"Alright, Oriental Leaf Knight, I've seen through you. There's no point in fighting you. Next time we meet, I'll swallow you whole!"

As he spoke, he moved his body, and the slime ball enveloping him bounced up and flew towards the drilling vehicle.

A bright yellow mass fell from the sky, carrying terrifying heat, instantly filling the hole dug by the drilling vehicle and the vehicle itself completely.

The Crane Taoist's mucus-covered egg was also speckled with bright yellow, and visible smoke was rising from it. The Crane Taoist opened its mouth, bit the egg membrane, and with a pull, slid out of the enormous egg.

His gi was soaked with slime, and a nauseating stench permeated the entire area along with the overflowing slime.

Amanosaki, who was in paradise, suddenly felt as if he had fallen back to earth.

The strange smell was even more disgusting than the corpses of demons. It was like a sewer that had been in continuous use for a hundred years and had never been opened. The moment the lid was opened, the stench that had been brewing for a hundred years was poured onto Amanosaki's face.

He was forced to end this precious moment, and with Hinata's help, he covered his nose and walked away.

When Crane Daoist saw the ground covered with bright yellow amber, he was not surprised but delighted. He looked around and laughed loudly, "As expected, it is Amber Lord on duty today! Haha, you can't control me now!"

After saying that, he ignored the still-hot amber on the ground and began to swallow it. His body also secreted mucus again, which blocked some of the attacks from the Eastern Leaf Warrior. Although his fat body was left with a few cuts, the injuries were not serious.

Slurp, slurp.

Crane Taoist, as uninhibited as a real catfish, devoured half of the amber in an instant, reopening the sealed cave.

"Hehehe, everyone, see you next time!"

Crane Daoist could already imagine the fear the viewers watching the live stream felt towards him. He had managed to escape from two branch-level martial arts masters, despite having an intelligence advantage and the fact that Amber Gong himself was not in the training ground.

"I can break through in just five days!"

Crane Taoist's large, fish-shaped eyes gleamed with a cold light as he prepared to slip into the cave.

But the next moment, he leaped away like lightning, looking at the cave entrance with surprise and uncertainty.

He instinctively felt that he would die if he entered the cave.

Just one step away.

I was just one step away from getting in!

Oh shit!

"Who! Which bastard is it?" Crane Daoist shouted, spitting as he yelled, "What kind of hero is a coward who cowers like that!"

A bright yellow roc ripped open the sunshade of the dome. With a tearing sound, the roc, which occupied half of the training ground, came into view.

The large structure was made entirely of amber, with a human skeleton prominently displayed at its center, making it look extremely bizarre.

An old man with white hair and beard, leaning on a sword, sat cross-legged on the back of a roc.

It has a kind of otherworldly, ethereal quality.

The roc landed in the training ground, its amber-structured body contracting and instantly solidifying into a human form, which was none other than Scabies Bin and Amber Gong supporting him.

Crane Daoist felt as if he were being pricked by thorns. He wanted to speak, but the old man in front of him forced him to shut up with a single look.

Under that gaze, he didn't even have the thought of running away.

I will die, I will definitely die!

Crane Taoist was sweating profusely.

The scabies-ridden man's gaze intimidated Crane Daoist, who didn't even spare him a glance. Leaning on his sword, Crane Daoist moved forward with small steps, a slight smile appearing on his ugly, orange-brown, wrinkled face.

"May I ask which of you is in charge?"

Just as Amanosaki was about to speak, Hinata gently pinched his lower back, and then he felt Hinata turn into a ball of pixels and disappear.

Amanosaki immediately realized that this person might be looking for Hinata, so he went along with Hinata's attitude and said:

"If there's anything you need, please tell me. That was just my stand-in. I was the one who did it."

Jie Laobin smiled and shook his head. He waved his hand gently, and the live broadcast team controlling the camera shut down the live broadcast room, leaving the audience with a complete blackout.

Right now, countless people at home are so angry they're cursing and jumping up and down.

“Young friend, don’t try to fool me,” said Jie Laobin slowly. “I believe you if you say that girl is your superpower, but I really don’t believe you if you say that Bagua Palm and Youlong Step are yours.”

As he spoke, the scabies-ridden man stretched out his withered, wooden fingers and pointed at Amanosaki's lower body: "I see that your steps are unsteady and your walking has no rules whatsoever. You can't even hold a proper horse stance. If you were self-taught, surely you can control your own body?"

Lu Xun once said that the imagination of Chinese people is such that when they see a woman's face, they think of her arms, and when they see her arms, they think of her thighs...

Amanosaki prided himself on not bringing shame to his countrymen. As soon as the old man said his steps were unsteady, he immediately thought of kidney deficiency and then realized that a man cannot say he is impotent. So he forced himself to stand up straight, looking arrogant.

However, she secretly scratched her chin, feeling somewhat embarrassed, and muttered to herself, "What should I do, Hinata? Someone has seen through me."

The pixels wriggled behind Amanosaki and transformed back into Hinata Hyuga.

Hinata rolled her eyes and bowed respectfully to the scabies-ridden man, saying, "Greetings, sir."

Amanosaki, through a sidelong glance, also witnessed a scene he would never forget.

This old man, who needed a cane to walk and was so thin that he seemed to be on the verge of death, appeared quite majestic in the eyes of the scornful man.

The meridians and energy are invisible.

All that could be seen was that everything around the old man was distorted, as if birds were subdued by the phoenix and beasts by the qilin.

The energy of this world is flowing around him.

"Who is this old man? Why is his style completely different from those chivalrous heroes?"

Amanosaki rubbed his eyes, thinking he had misread it.

"Speaking of which, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am the old man [Qunxia Mountain] Jielabin."

"Jie Laobin!" He Wanli, who had been trying his best to remain calm since being dug out, was the first to break down. He stood up shakily, so excited that he was incoherent, "Is it that Jie Laobin, the Sword Immortal? The Sword Immortal Jie Laobin who single-handedly killed twelve heretics?!"

Jie Laobin waved his hand dismissively: "The title of 'Sword Immortal' is just a friend's flattery and can't be taken seriously, but it is indeed an old man who killed twelve heretics."