The Otherworldly Journey of a Quick Transmigrator

Gou Jubo refused to kneel, so Wang Lantian ordered his page to beat him, but Gou Jubo knocked him away with one arm.

Quiet cheers came from the surroundings. Su Yuanyuan raised an eyebrow, surprised that Gou Jubo's kung fu was quite good.

Seeing that he couldn't do anything to Gou Jubo, Wang Lantian left after uttering a harsh remark, leaving Su Yuanyuan speechless. "Do all villains say something like that?" she wondered.

"Let's go. I want to go back to sleep for a while after we finish eating. Getting up too early is definitely not good for me."

After Su Yuanyuan finished speaking, she walked through the crowd toward the cafeteria, and Zhu Yingtai quickly followed, starting to grumble again.

"You should read more books, otherwise you won't be able to answer any of the teacher's questions. We're in the academy now, so stop thinking about slacking off all the time."

"Yes, yes, my young master, I understand. I will definitely study hard after I have slept enough."

Su Yuanyuan gave a perfunctory answer, picked up her bowl, found an empty seat, and sat down. Zhu Yingtai followed her down, huffing and puffing.

"Just give me a piece of your mind, don't come looking for my help later."

"Okay, okay, hurry up and eat."

"Humph."

Zhu Yingtai snorted and moved a little to the side, refusing to sit next to her. Su Yuanyuan also pouted and turned her head away.

childish!

Su Yuanyuan was still feeling a bit groggy after her nap, but when the teacher said that there was something to do in the afternoon and the activity was changed to archery, her eyes lit up immediately.

When she arrived at the training ground, no one else had arrived yet. Su Yuanyuan first picked out a knife and practiced a set of knife techniques.

Many people like swords or guns, but Su Yuanyuan likes knives, enjoying the feeling of their bold and sweeping movements.

Madam Zhu scolded Master Zhu quite a bit for this, blaming him for agreeing to let Su Yuanyuan learn swordsmanship. He was already mischievous enough, but now he really didn't act like a girl at all.

"Xiao Shi, I knew you were coming. I told you to stop wielding the knife."

Su Yuanyuan held the knife to her shoulder and looked at Zhu Yingtai with a smile. She was happy now and didn't want to argue with her.

"Anyway, you're not home, so don't tell Mom. She won't know."

Zhu Yingtai shook her head helplessly, glanced around, and said with a worried expression.

"What am I going to do in class later? I only know a little bit of mounted archery, and I haven't practiced it in a long time."

"What are you afraid of? You've been weak and sickly since you were little. Your family only had you practice some basic kung fu to strengthen your body. Just tell the teacher the truth."

Su Yuanyuan put the knife away and calmly made up an excuse for her.

Zhu Yingtai looked at her calm demeanor, her cheeks flushing slightly, and she used her fan to cover half of her face.

"You lie so naturally. If you weren't talking about me, I would have believed you too."

"What's wrong with that? You can do it too."

Su Yuanyuan waved her hand, telling her to just say it like that; it's just lying, she'd get used to it.

[Host, do you remember what you were like before?]

The system problem made Su Yuanyuan hesitate for a moment, and she touched her chin.

【I've always been like this, so what?】

No, whatever makes you happy.

Su Yuanyuan rolled her eyes. As long as she didn't admit it, no matter what anyone said, she hadn't changed.

Ma Wencai entered with his page. He saw them from afar, waved for Ma Tong to step aside, and walked towards them.

"Yingtai, you've arrived so early."

"Brother Wencai."

Hearing how the two addressed each other, Su Yuanyuan's face darkened immediately. When did these two change their way of addressing each other? She glared at Zhu Yingtai, thinking she would deal with her when they got back.

She scrutinized Ma Wencai critically, glanced around to see that no one else had arrived yet, and decided to let him lose face, considering he might become her brother-in-law.

"Brother Wencai, didn't you say you wanted to have a competition? Now that I have some free time, would you like to give it a try?"

Su Yuanyuan pulled Zhu Yingtai behind her, mimicked her sarcastic tone, and raised her chin provocatively.

Ma Wencai withdrew his gaze, gently curled the corners of his lips, and deliberately handed the fan in his hand to Zhu Yingtai.

“Of course, Yingtai, please take this for me first.”

Zhu Yingtai glanced cautiously at Su Yuanyuan, and seeing that she was staring at Ma Wencai and not paying attention to her, she reached out and took the fan, and finally looked at Ma Wencai with sympathy.

Ah!

Did she really think she couldn't see? Su Yuanyuan pounded the wall in her heart, heartbroken. She hated being love-struck.

I was originally going to give him some face, but since he dared to provoke me, it seems there's no need to.

After they each chose their weapons and bowed, Ma Wencai drew his sword and, with agile movements, arrived in front of Su Yuanyuan in the blink of an eye.

The long sword in his hand flashed with a cold light as he thrust it toward Su Yuanyuan.

Su Yuanyuan stood still, and Ma Wencai's movements seemed incredibly slow to her. Just as his sword was about to pierce her eyes, she dodged to the side.

With his right hand gripping the hilt tightly, he gathered his strength and chopped down. The sword and blade clashed, sparks flying, and with a crack, the sword in Ma Wencai's hand broke in two.

He opened his eyes wide in disbelief. Su Yuanyuan slapped him on the chest, and Ma Wencai staggered back more than ten steps before stopping.

Su Yuanyuan didn't use any force; she just pushed him away, so Ma Wencai wasn't injured.

He was still in shock when Su Yuanyuan smiled slightly, put away her knife, and said something.

"Nothing!"

He felt a secret sense of satisfaction; so this was what it felt like to bully the weak.

Ma Wencai snapped out of his daze, just in time to hear her words, and his face immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot. "You!"

Su Yuanyuan raised her chin. "What's wrong with me? You still won't admit defeat?"

Seeing that things were not going well, Zhu Yingtai quickly ran over and stood in the middle.

"Brother Wencai, how are you?"

As he spoke, he put one hand behind his back, gesturing to Su Yuanyuan to stop talking.

Su Yuanyuan was even more unhappy, and she glared fiercely at Ma Wencai from behind Zhu Yingtai.

Ma Wencai curled his lips, took the fan from Zhu Yingtai's hand, glanced at her smugly, and smiled gently at her.

"I'm fine, don't worry. I didn't expect your brother to be so good at kung fu."

Su Yuanyuan crossed her arms and watched them chat happily. Zhu Yingtai was led further and further away by him, completely forgetting that she was still behind him.

Su Yuanyuan slowly revealed a cold smile.

Ma Wencai, you just wait!

To be honest, the archery and horsemanship taught at the academy was a bit boring. It was just standing there, shooting arrows at a target, and riding a horse had to be done properly.

Even this was something most students couldn't do, so Su Yuanyuan was a little bored and wanted to teach Zhu Yingtai, but Ma Wencai beat her to it.

Seeing that Zhu Yingtai was also happy, she didn't go over to disturb her. Although she didn't like Ma Wencai, Su Yuanyuan had no objection to him becoming her brother-in-law.

Ma Wencai is the son of the prefect, so Madam Zhu and Master Zhu certainly won't object. This is better than him turning into a butterfly with Liang Shanbo.

"Brother Zhu, why aren't you practicing? Is it because you don't know how? Do you want me to teach you?"

As if on cue, Liang Shanbo saw her standing alone and came over to strike up a conversation.

Su Yuanyuan rolled her eyes speechlessly. She had just seen it; he could only hit seven out of ten targets, and he still wanted to teach her.

"No need, I can do it all."

"Then why not practice? You know, archery is also tested, and you can't cram for it at the last minute."

Seeing that Su Yuanyuan remained unmoved, he pursed his lips, intending to continue persuading her.