Chapter 107 Yun Zizhuo's Teacher Arrives...
The note read: Cousin, my teacher is critically ill, on his last breath. I've already arranged for a flight, and I'm heading to Sichuan Province. You don't need to worry. As for the martial arts competition, don't worry, I'll be back as soon as my teacher's condition stabilizes!
I will definitely help you get your revenge!
Silence fell over the crowd for a moment, followed by a burst of uproarious laughter, each face etched with mockery.
They simply didn't believe it. What kind of coincidence was that? A sick teacher? A story for the ages!
"Hahahaha, so the so-called master from Sichuan chickened out!"
"How laughable!"
"Who isn't saying that? 'Master critically ill' – it's obvious he's afraid of fighting Chen Xuan, afraid of being beaten to death, so he's made a run for it!"
Listening to the surrounding taunts, Huang Tiancheng's face turned green. He wished he could tear the note in his hand to shreds, his body trembling slightly.
Chen Xuan instantly understood what was going on. It turned out that fellow had already planned his escape route, no wonder he was so confident.
He couldn't help but laugh and cry.
He guessed that the martial arts master from Sichuan had been scared out of his wits long ago!
However, to save face, he gritted his teeth and said, "My cousin is a renowned martial arts master. How could he flee without a fight? His teacher must be critically ill! You're all talking nonsense!"
"Who are you trying to fool?"
"Why is his teacher sick now, and not at other times?"
"Exactly! If you're going to lie, at least draft it. We're not idiots; we're not that easy to fool!"
The people around immediately retorted against Huang Tiancheng.
Huang Tiancheng gritted his teeth, "My cousin is a dignified martial arts master from Sichuan. He has defeated so many martial arts masters. Such a powerful figure, how could he chicken out?"
As soon as he said this, it made people start to ponder.
"That's right, the master from Sichuan has defeated so many people. Even if he's no match for Chen Xuan, he should at least have some dignity. Otherwise, if it gets back to Sichuan, he'll be utterly shamed."
"Could it be that the Sichuan master's teacher is truly critically ill?"
"Perhaps it's really possible..."
Many people began to speculate, and half of them started to believe Huang Tiancheng.
Their reasoning was that the Sichuan master was also a martial arts expert; he should have some dignity, right?
But they had no idea that compared to dignity, the Sichuan master Yun Zizhuo valued his life more. Chen Xuan's killing of Su Ning yesterday had already scared Yun Zizhuo witless. How could he care about dignity now?
Seeing that a portion of the crowd had believed him, Huang Tiancheng breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Chen Xuan and said, "Kid, my cousin's teacher is critically ill. You wait a few more days. When my cousin returns, you can have your match then!"
Before his words had even finished, a voice with a strong Sichuan accent suddenly rang out: "Zizhuo, where are you? Your master has arrived, and you don't even come to greet me?! This is unacceptable!"
Yun Zizhuo?
Master?
In an instant, the entire venue fell silent.
Everyone turned their heads to look. They saw a middle-aged man in a Tang suit standing at the entrance of the Sichuan restaurant, looking around!
Upon seeing this person, Huang Tiancheng's face turned as colorful as a cosmetic shop, displaying every hue imaginable.
This was none other than Yun Zizhuo's teacher!
Wasn't it said that Yun Zizhuo's teacher was critically ill, on his last breath? How was he appearing in Jiangnan Province?
With this thought, Huang Tiancheng's head buzzed.
Lei Bingcheng saw everyone staring at him with wide eyes, and couldn't help but frown. However, he quickly realized that these people must know he was Yun Zizhuo's teacher, and that's why they were looking at him with such shock.
He knew very well the stir Yun Zizhuo had caused in Sichuan Province, which had even shaken the martial arts forums.
Before, in Sichuan, because of Yun Zizhuo, many people wanted to become his disciple, and he had enjoyed a good deal of prestige.
Now, these people in Jiangnan Province must be looking at him for the same reason.
Although he hadn't achieved great honors, he had a good disciple!
He couldn't help but sigh with emotion!
Unconsciously, Lei Bingcheng straightened his chest, his face filled with arrogance.
As a martial artist, having such a good disciple was enough!
His life was complete!
He walked with a swagger and approached Huang Tiancheng, asking calmly, "Huang Tiancheng, your cousin?"
On their first day in Jiangnan Province, they had lodged at the Sichuan restaurant, so they naturally knew Huang Tiancheng.
"Master Lei, why are you here?"
Huang Tiancheng's expression was stiff, and he spoke with disbelief.
Lei Bingcheng smiled, "I finished dealing with matters in Sichuan Province, and then I came from the provincial capital. Did something happen?"
Huang Tiancheng instantly understood. It turned out he had been deceived. Lei Bingcheng was not sick at all, and Yun Zizhuo had chickened out!
He guessed that Yun Zizhuo himself would never have imagined that Lei Bingcheng would rush over from Sichuan Province at this time, otherwise, he would never have resorted to this terrible plan.
Lei Bingcheng scanned the crowd. When he saw the reporters holding their cameras and microphones, his eyes lit up, and he smiled.
"You are reporters from the Jiangnan Province news media, aren't you? Are you here to interview Yun Zizhuo? Hahaha, that's perfect. My name is Lei Bingcheng, and I am Yun Zizhuo's teacher. You might as well interview me too!"
"Let me tell you, I went through immense hardship to train such a good student as Yun Zizhuo!"
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, there was an uproar.
Everyone exchanged glances. They immediately realized that Lei Bingcheng was Yun Zizhuo's master.
Didn't Yun Zizhuo write on the note that his teacher was critically ill? Why was he perfectly fine now?
A reporter, understanding the situation, immediately stepped forward with a microphone and tentatively asked, "Master Lei, weren't you supposed to be bedridden and on your last breath? How did you manage to rush over from Sichuan Province?"
Lei Bingcheng's face darkened. What kind of question was this reporter asking?
What did he mean by 'on his last breath' and 'bedridden'?
Wasn't this cursing him?
If it were any other time, he would have flown into a rage.
But now, facing numerous media outlets, if he lost his temper, he might be ridiculed. This was Jiangnan Province's territory, not Sichuan Province. He had to perform better, lest he bring shame to Sichuan Province.
Therefore, he maintained his smile and said, "My health has always been very good. I have a hearty appetite for everything. Yesterday, I even sparred with a master, and this morning I ran ten kilometers in one go. How could anything be wrong with me?"
As he spoke, Lei Bingcheng even raised his arm, showing off his biceps.
"Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course, it's true! Would I lie about such a thing?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings erupted!
"Damn, the Sichuan master Yun Zizhuo's teacher is fine, doesn't that mean the Sichuan master Yun Zizhuo was spouting nonsense!"
"Yes, his teacher from Sichuan is standing right here, full of life!"
"Then he must have chickened out."
Chen Xuan couldn't help but burst out laughing, covering his stomach as if it ached from laughter.
This was simply too hilarious!
The Sichuan master Yun Zizhuo had portrayed his teacher as being on the verge of death, but unexpectedly, the Sichuan master's teacher had shown up. It was too funny...