Character Introduction: Tian Bohuang is a character in the martial arts novel "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer" by the renowned Hong Kong writer Jin Yong. He possesses superior skills in Chinese martial arts and sexual prowess.

The old man's background was far more intricate than Leoric could have ever fathomed. In truth, he had partially guessed right, yet missed the other crucial half.

Indeed, much like Leoric, the old man too had traversed the vast expanse from China. However, unlike Leoric, who hailed from the People's Republic of China, the old man belonged to the illustrious Great Ming Dynasty.

To put it simply, the old man was a Ming dynasty figure. More precisely, he was a notorious rapist of that era, renowned and infamous in equal measure. His reputation was so pervasive that even someone from centuries later, like Leoric, was familiar with his name. For he was none other than Tian Boguang.

In Leoric's former life, there were precious few who had not heard of this name.

"Tian Boguang?" Leoric exclaimed, his eyes widening in disbelief. "You are that Tian Boguang?"

"Which Tian Boguang?" the old man growled. "Is there another one?"

"Oh no, I just wanted to inquire if you know Linghu Chong," Leoric clarified.

"Linghu Chong?" The old man pondered for a moment. "Yu Canghai's eldest disciple from the Huashan Sect? I've heard much about him, but never met him. They say he's quite the drinker."

"And do you know Yi Lin?" Leoric pressed on.

"Who's Yi Lin?" the old man inquired.

"A young nun from the Hengshan Sect," Leoric explained.

"Pah!" The old man spat. "Why would I know any nuns? Bad luck, bad luck."

Indeed, in ancient China, encountering a nun was believed to bring misfortune, especially among travelers. Leoric wasn't certain of the origin of this superstition, perhaps it was a means to shield nuns from harassment. Over time, it became deeply ingrained in society, and Tian Boguang clearly subscribed to this belief as well.

Of course, Leoric neglected to mention that Yi Lin wasn't just any nun; she was also exceedingly beautiful. Had he included that detail, Tian Boguang might have dismissed the notion of bad luck.

It was evident that this Tian Boguang was indeed the same character from "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer." Somehow, instead of crossing paths with Yi Lin and subsequently Linghu Chong, and then facing castration at the hands of Monk Bujiè, he had somehow found his way to this magical realm before those events unfolded.

As a Ming dynasty individual, Tian Boguang was woefully unprepared for such a journey compared to Leoric. He had no exposure to the myriad of online novels and thus lacked any mental preparation for time travel. Upon his arrival, he was bewildered and clueless, knowing nothing of magic or fantasy, even suspecting he had landed in some sort of demonic underworld.

Another unfortunate aspect was that Tian Boguang had directly inhabited an elderly body, unlike Leoric, who reincarnated as an infant and had ample time to learn and adapt.

However, these were not the most dire circumstances.

For a rapist, what could be the ultimate goal? Undoubtedly, it was something akin to "roaming the land with a staff, saving the world with love" – or, more bluntly put, seducing every beautiful woman that existed.

But Tian Boguang, upon arriving in this new world, found himself in the body of a seventy-year-old man. Leoric even wondered if he might be impotent. Possessing full criminal intent yet virtually unable to act upon it – could there be a more tragic fate for a rapist?

Setting aside Tian Boguang's tragic predicament, let's delve into his next course of action.

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Quite simply, as Leoric had anticipated, he intended to take Leoric as his disciple.

Tian Boguang was not only a rapist but also a skilled martial artist. According to Jin Yong's "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer," Tian Boguang was regarded as a mid-tier martial artist, possibly even upper mid-tier, though certainly not top-tier, given his eventual castration by Monk Bujiè.

Thus, he could impart two types of knowledge to Leoric: firstly, martial arts encompassing sword techniques, hand-to-hand combat, internal energy cultivation, pressure point strikes, and lightness kung fu; secondly, his specialized skills as a rapist, which included the arts of the bedroom.

Both areas piqued Leoric's interest – he could utilize martial arts to attain power and the bedroom arts to establish a harem, precisely what he desired. However, after thoroughly examining Leoric's physique, Tian Boguang sighed deeply.

"What?" Leoric inquired.

"Your occipital bone isn't high enough," Tian Boguang replied.

"So what?" Leoric retorted.

"It signifies that you lack the aptitude for martial arts," the old man sighed. "What a pity, I finally find a successor, only to discover he's worthless."

"Hey, hey," Leoric protested. "Who are you calling worthless? Just because my occipital bone isn't high doesn't mean anything. Do you think you're Nanhai E Shen?"

"Who's Nanhai E Shen?" Tian Boguang asked.

"He's... also a rapist, as famous as you... well, not quite as famous," Leoric admitted.

In short, the old man believed Leoric lacked potential in martial arts but decided to give it a try nonetheless. He imparted all his knowledge to Leoric.

Although Leoric doubted that the height of the occipital bone had any bearing on martial talent, it turned out that the old man was right this time. Leoric was indeed not a martial prodigy.

Tian Boguang's most renowned skill, as depicted in "The Smiling, Proud Wanderer," was his lightning-fast sword techniques. He boasted that at his peak, he could deliver seven strikes in an instant.

But no matter how hard Leoric tried, he couldn't manage more than two strikes in the same amount of time.

Failing at sword techniques, they moved on to hand-to-hand combat – with equally disappointing results. Once again, Leoric exhibited his lack of martial talent. Since Tian Boguang was known for his swordsmanship, his unarmed combat skills were mediocre at best. Given an inadequate teacher and an untalented student, the outcome was foreseeable.

"Forget it," Tian Boguang snapped. "Let's try internal energy cultivation."

Internal energy was considered the cornerstone of martial arts. Mastering it would facilitate the learning of other skills. Leoric agreed. Although Tian Boguang wasn't particularly proficient in internal energy, he still possessed a solid foundation. It took Leoric a week to memorize the breathing techniques and chants, and he began practicing meditation to circulate qi through his meridians.

Once again, the old man's assessment proved accurate. An individual of average talent should feel qi within half a month, while Tian Boguang himself felt it after just seven days, describing it as "a warm little mouse running around inside." But it took Leoric three months to barely sense qi, likely due to self-suggestion.

In other words, Leoric was worse than an average talent, possibly even inferior to Guo Jing from wuxia novels.

This was truly disheartening.

As for pressure point strikes, they were virtually unlearnable. This technique required not only memorizing the locations of various acupoints but also channeling internal energy to block the flow of qi. Given Leoric's slow progress in internal energy cultivation, he lacked the necessary power. Using external force to strike acupoints would only injure someone without achieving the desired effect.

The only slightly encouraging aspect was Leoric's aptitude for lightness kung fu, thanks largely to Tian Boguang's effective teaching. For a rapist, lightness kung fu was vital. Throughout history, famous rapists were always masters of agility. Tian Boguang's nickname, "Ten Thousand Miles Solo," attested to his prowess in this area, far surpassing lesser practitioners like "Grass Skimmer."

Although Tian Boguang noted that poor internal energy limited endurance during prolonged chases, short bursts of speed were sufficient for evading danger. If relentlessly pursued, one could only chalk it up to bad luck.

Overall, while not a complete washout, Leoric's martial arts training yielded meager results. Tian Boguang was frustrated but resigned himself to ordering Leoric to memorize all the internal energy techniques and fighting forms, hoping for a sudden breakthrough akin to Guo Jing.

Fortunately, the arts of the bedroom seemed unrelated to the occipital bone, and Leoric excelled in this domain. Tian Boguang praised Leoric's physical endowment, remarking on its impressive size compared to what he had witnessed.

Leoric remained silent, secretly amused. In reality, it wasn't his exceptional endowment but rather Tian Boguang's lack of experience. Humans in this world tended to be larger and develop faster, resulting in naturally larger features.

Thus, while struggling with martial arts, Leoric displayed remarkable talent in mastering the skills of a rapist. Within two years, he had learned nearly everything from Tian Boguang—mixing aphrodisiacs, seduction techniques, sweet-talking girls, disguise methods—all down pat.

The only problem was the lack of practical experience. All knowledge remained theoretical.

The reason for this was simple: not unwilling, but unable.

Because Tian Boguang was now a man stripped of his martial abilities.