268: Chapter 267: The Challenge 268: Chapter 267: The Challenge Early morning, residential area, grassland.
“Master, you’re half an hour later than usual today, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time,” Fang Yishui came up and said.
Tangyu glanced at her, noticing two bottles of Energy Water beside her, and smiled secretly, thinking to herself that this girl was attentive, “I didn’t sleep well yesterday and got up late today.
Since you were here, you should have practiced first, why wait for me?
I won’t necessarily come every day.”
“I practiced for a while, just taking a rest now,” Fang Yishui said.
“Oh, then continue on your own, I’ll start with a run,” Tangyu said.
Fang Yishui immediately grabbed Tangyu, “Don’t go, Master, you still need to teach me.
Those three styles are so magical and powerful, I feel much stronger already.
Haha, yesterday I beat Ye Dayong so badly, it was exhilarating.
You don’t know how annoyed I was before with the members of the Sanda club, everyone ignoring our profound Hua Country’s National Arts and going after those flashy Combat Techniques and Taekwondo, it was irritating.
I must enhance my strength and show those people what Hua Martial Arts really are.”
“If you keep going, will you start talking about the great realm of promoting National Arts?” Tangyu said.
“Yes, yes, Master, you really understand me, that’s exactly what I think.
No, I should say I have thought this way since I was a child.
A woman should not be inferior to men, right?
I want to master Kung Fu,” Fang Yishui nodded her head immediately.
Tangyu gave a faint smile, growing to like Fang Yishui even more.
It’s rare to find someone so passionate about National Arts and wanting to promote it, which Tangyu definitely approved of.
“Alright then, perform it once for me to see,” Tangyu said.
Fang Yishui had a major breakthrough yesterday, managing to execute two styles, and he had quite some expectations for her.
Maybe she could even bring him a little surprise.
Although he was reluctant to accept this disciple at first and didn’t fully acknowledge her from his heart, since he had taught her, she was somewhat a disciple.
And being his only half-disciple, he shouldn’t neglect her.
As long as Fang Yishui was capable of learning, Tangyu would not be stingy.
It was just a set of Tai Chi Mysteries; if someone could really learn it, Tangyu would be thrilled.
Fang Yishui smiled and immediately started performing the styles, but she still only managed the first two styles.
Nonetheless, this still slightly brightened Tangyu’s eyes, because the way she connected the Second Style to the Third Style, Fang Yishui almost reached the subtle Artistic Conception that would allow her to link the three styles together.
This significant progress in just a day was indeed surprising.
She was now just a hair’s breadth away from the Third Style, which meant mastering the three styles was definitely in sight.
A genius, indeed a martial arts genius.
Tangyu had already made up his mind, once Fang Yishui mastered the first three styles, he would truly acknowledge this disciple, which seemed not far off now.
Stumbling upon a genius disciple was indeed a delightful matter.
Fang Yishui pursed her lips, “Master, what do you think?
I practiced almost all day yesterday, but I still couldn’t perform the Third Style.
I feel like I’m so close, yet I can’t break through that little bit, which is quite frustrating.”
Tangyu smiled and nodded, his eyes expressing admiration, “Your progress is significant, surprising me.
Even when I practiced these Tai Chi Mysteries, I was only a bit faster than you.
Being able to grasp the first two styles in just two or three days is exceptionally rare.
It’s not an exaggeration to call you a martial arts genius.”
Fang Yishui had heard compliments all her life, which made her ears practically callous, but hearing it from Tangyu’s mouth made her exceptionally excited, as if she might jump for joy, she smiled happily, “Really, Master?
Have I really performed that well?” Perhaps before, Fang Yishui didn’t genuinely address Tangyu as Master, only wanting to learn something from him.
But after yesterday’s incident with Ye Dayong, she truly admired Tangyu and sincerely acknowledged him as her master.
Just teaching her a simple technique managed to defeat the vice president of the Donglin University Combat Association, which to Fang Yishui seemed incredulous.
To say Ye Dayong had no strength?
That was clearly self-deceiving, as Fang Yishui had fought with Ye Dayong before and knew his strength; she was definitely no match for him.
But at the crucial moment, using those two styles, she took down Ye Dayong, whose shock still made Fang Yishui click her tongue when she thought about it.
Describing it as magical was more than appropriate.
Admiration naturally brought respect.
“Hmm, you really did perform well.
Following this trend, it would take you three to five days to grasp these three styles at a slow pace.
If it’s fast, it’s unpredictable; you might have an epiphany and master them all at once,” Tangyu nodded.
“Hehe, I knew I was a martial arts genius; my grandpa has been saying that since I was little.
Don’t worry, Master, I will definitely master these three styles in three days, at most.
Then you must teach me the real thing, what’s it called, oh right, the Tai Chi Mysteries,” Fang Yishui confidently said.
Men’s confidence is a form of narcissism, while a woman’s confidence is a kind of charm.
“Humph, another man and woman alone in the great outdoors, truly a perfect dating spot,” just then, a harsh, unpleasant voice rang out, and a figure walked towards them, it was none other than Ye Dayong, who had been defeated by Fang Yishui yesterday.
Fang Yishui’s face suddenly showed a hint of anger as she glared at Ye Dayong and retorted sharply, “A dog’s mouth can never spit out ivory; this early in the morning, I have to listen to a buzzing fly.
You, a defeated lackey, what are you doing here?
Don’t tell me you want to compete with me?
But I don’t spar with losers.
I thought you brought reinforcements, but here you are alone, spouting nonsense with such thick-skinned audacity.
I despise boys like you the most.”
Her words evidently made Ye Dayong’s face turn immediately green, his eyes flashing with anger.
However, he really didn’t dare provoke Fang Yishui further, considering this girl’s significant backing was beyond his league to mess with.
“I don’t want to bicker with you, a good man doesn’t argue with a woman.
A single victory or defeat doesn’t mean much; yesterday I was just too careless.
You know very well the extent of your abilities,” Ye Dayong said.
“Yeah, of course, I know, it’s only you who doesn’t.
Don’t be too arrogant.
Since ancient times, success and failure define the hero.
You lost, just accept you lost, stop making excuses.
It’s embarrassing you’re even a man; I’m starting to doubt it because you can’t accept defeat,” Fang Yishui’s words were relentless, each one stabbing directly into Ye Dayong’s heart, causing immense pain.
Normally, Ye Dayong would have been furious.
But with Fang Yishui, he could only suppress his anger, for the time being.
Tangyu, watching the drama unfold, couldn’t help but smile at Fang Yishui’s sharp tongue.
“Fang Yishui, speak with a bit more courtesy, remember who you are,” Ye Dayong said with a cold face.
Fang Yishui was defiant and retorted, “Why should I be polite to you?
Who do you think you are that I should be polite?
Do you think you’re a handsome guy or that you have a good relationship with me?
Sorry, but I don’t know you at all, and you’re not at all handsome.
Since you meet neither condition, why should I treat you politely?
Do you really think I am of such low status that I should be kind to every Tom, Dick, or Harry?
I can’t think of a single nice thing to say to someone like you.
Annoy me further, and believe me, I’ll print out the story of your defeat in giant posters all around Donglin University.”
Tangyu found this amusing; indeed, a woman’s venom is deadliest.
One should not easily provoke a woman.
Ye Dayong was so angry he almost spat blood, his body trembling, his face turning from green to purple, his fists clenched so tight that his knuckles turned white.
Under normal circumstances, he would have resorted to violence.
But facing Fang Yishui, all he could do was grit his teeth and endure.
“I didn’t come here for you today; I’m here to pass a message from our club president,” Ye Dayong said.
“Oh, looking for me,” Tangyu said with a light smile, looking at Ye Dayong.
“Yes, this is a challenge from our club president to you.
Tomorrow night at eight, at the Donglin University Sanda gym, our president will be waiting for your esteemed arrival,” Ye Dayong said, his gaze challenging as he looked at Tangyu.
“Wow, your club president wants to challenge my master?
That’s truly overestimating yourselves.
These days, people who are arrogant, narcissistic, and self-destructive really abound.
Master, our chance to make a name for ourselves has come.
Let’s accept his challenge, and crush him thoroughly.
That way, we’ll immediately become the most sought-after figures in Donglin University and take a significant step in promoting our National Arts,” Fang Yishui said, her excitement growing towards the end.
From Fang Yishui’s words, Tangyu could tell that the Donglin University Sanda Club must be quite influential.
However, he felt no thrill about such a challenge.
“I don’t know your club president, and I’m not excited to accept his challenge,” Tangyu still shook his head.
“Laughing off, not daring to accept?
Seems like you’re not much after all.
Just stop misleading others,” Ye Dayong coldly sneered, knowing that provocation was a good way to anger his opponent.
Tangyu was unaffected by this provocation, but Fang Yishui was visibly angered, glaring at Ye Dayong, “What did you say?
My master is afraid of your club president, huh?
We don’t even need my master to handle your president; I’m enough.”
“Forget about these people; martial arts isn’t for proving who’s better,” Tangyu said.
“How noble, yet only the incompetent and cowardly would say such things.
All your talk about how potent National Arts are, what a joke.
Who practices National Arts these days, even Tai Chi?
That’s just for old people trying to stay fit.
Practical combat techniques like Sanda and Taekwondo are what’s real.
All that ornamental stuff is useless.
No matter how much you inflate it, it won’t change the reality.
It’s not that I look down on National Arts; I just don’t recognize them at all,” Ye Dayong sneered again, full of mockery.
“Damn it, an uncle can bear it, but an aunt cannot!
Master, don’t hesitate, accept the challenge.
If we don’t teach that guy a lesson to the point he’s scrambling for his teeth, he won’t learn the strength of National Arts.
To insult National Arts is absolutely unacceptable,” Fang Yishui said, filled with righteous indignation and extreme irritation, grabbing the challenge letter directly from Ye Dayong’s hands.
Seeing Fang Yishui taking the challenge letter, Tangyu couldn’t say much.
He just curled up the corners of his mouth, revealing a mysterious smirk.
“Great, you’ve accepted the challenge, so no backing out now.
Tomorrow night at eight, the Sanda gym will expect you on time,” said Ye Dayong before quickly departing.