299: Chapter 298: Letting You Off Easy 299: Chapter 298: Letting You Off Easy “Bang!”
He Ye was sent flying by a push-hand strike, traveling a full five ters before crashing heavily to the ground.
The spacious wrestling gym suddenly fell silent you could hear a pin drop.
He Ye had lost; He Ye had actually lost to a girl!
Moreover, he had clearly been in the lead just monts ago.
Why did he hold back that kick?
Had he followed through, wouldn’t he have won?
What exactly happened?
Everyone was dumbfounded, filled with confusion and disbelief.
The top fighter of Donglin University, He Ye, had actually been defeated by a girl.
If word got out, countless people would probably think He Ye was all bark and no bite.
“I won; I really won.” Fang Yishui was also stunned for three seconds before she realized what had happened and suddenly burst with joy, sowhat in disbelief.
These three consecutive moves were incredible; she had no idea how it happened, but she had sent He Ye flying, and so far at that.
She beca more convinced that Tangyu was truly a master and felt extrely proud of her decision to beco his disciple.
Giggling, having such a formidable master, she could do anything in the future—who would dare to bully her then?
Thinking about it, Fang Yishui felt utterly delighted.
He Ye’s face was ashen, with a deathly pallor, looking even worse than if his parents had died.
He had lost, he actually had lost—to a girl no less.
He could not bear this kind of defeat.
What made it even harder for him to accept was that he had been on the verge of losing; why had his leg gone numb all of a sudden, and now it had recovered?
What exactly was going on?
Moreover, those three moves that Fang Yishui demonstrated remained vivid in his mind, terrifying him.
Thinking about those moves, He Ye was still in shock; just now, he had been like a powerless chick, unable to resist at all under those strikes—he felt he had no choice but to take the blows.
That terrifying force also shocked him; how could soone as frail as Fang Yishui unleash such great power?
To actually send him flying five ters.
Questions surfaced in He Ye’s mind as he grew incredibly calm, realizing a whole new respect for National Arts.
Apparently, National Arts were truly profound; he now knew his previous beliefs were wrong.
Combat Technique was not the best— he had lost to just three moves of National Arts.
Mocking National Arts?
Heh, he now understood he truly had no right to.
Fang Yishui hopped and skipped over to Tangyu’s side and hugged him tightly, “Hehe, Master, you are miraculous; you’re my idol.”
This scene made many of Fang Yishui’s admirers jealous and envious.
Fang Yishui’s reputation at Donglin University was quite prominent, hailed as the beauty of the School of Managent and even the campus beauty.
Naturally, there were quite a few male students smitten with her.
“Ahem, keep it modest, don’t make others too jealous,” Tangyu said.
But Fang Yishui boldly wrapped her arms around Tangyu’s neck and swayed her body.
This casual action was significant as Tangyu felt two soft masses chaotically bumping and pressing against his chest.
For him, an old bachelor, how could he bear it?
And to make things worse, it was his own disciple.
Tangyu pushed Fang Yishui away; only then did she snap out of her gaiety, though the joyous look still lingered on her face.
“Hehe, He Ye, you lost.
Rember our bet, no more disparaging National Arts.” Fang Yishui spoke as he looked toward He Ye, who was still sitting on the ground.
After finishing his sentence, he imdiately grabbed Tangyu’s hand and said, “Master, let’s go.”
Tangyu was sowhat speechless, calling out “master,” but could you please not do sothing that goes against all proper conduct?
It was the first ti a girl had taken his hand voluntarily.
Although Tangyu wanted to earnestly criticize Fang Yishui, considering she had indeed contributed a little to the cause of National Arts just now, it didn’t seem appropriate to criticize her at this mont.
He could only take the loss and let her hold his hand, holding that bony-yet-boneless hand was indeed quite comfortable.
“You can’t leave!” Several figures rushed over and blocked the way for Tangyu and his companion, clearly supporters of He Ye.
“What, you want to gang up on us now?” Fang Yishui said, displeased.
“Let them go,” a sowhat hoarse voice commanded, as He Ye stood up and spoke.
Only then did those people step aside, watching as Tangyu and Fang Yishui walked away hand in hand like a couple of young lovers.
They were not acting like disciples at all but evidently like a couple.
Could it be that there’s a new way to refer to your boyfriend as ‘master’?
After leaving the combat gym, Fang Yishui finally burst into open laughter, “Today was really satisfying, so exhilarating.
I never thought I would actually beat He Ye, so does that make the top fighter at Donglin University now?
Hmm, that seems pretty good.”
“You should be humble,” Tangyu said.
“Why be so humble?
I’m not going to be falsely modest—that’s confidence.
By the way, master, why did He Ye suddenly stop his kick earlier?” Fang Yishui asked curiously, believing it must have sothing to do with Tangyu.
“How would I know, maybe his leg cramped up,” Tangyu replied.
“Uh—”
Tangyu’s gaze shifted as he saw a familiar figure approaching, it was Liu Shiyi, who he hadn’t seen for several days.
Liu Shiyi also saw Tangyu and Fang Yishui, and she couldn’t help but halt, sweeping her eyes over their joined hands before quickly averting her gaze.
Her brows furrowed slightly.
Were Tangyu and Fang Yishui together now?
Noticing Liu Shiyi’s look, Tangyu quickly withdrew his hand and gave Liu Shiyi a smile, saying, “What a coincidence.”
“Yes, such a coincidence,” Liu Shiyi replied.
Fang Yishui looked at Tangyu with a strange expression and asked, “Master, do you know Liu Shiyi?”
On hearing Fang Yishui’s odd way of addressing him, Liu Shiyi was slightly taken aback, a flicker of confusion passing through her eyes.
“Yeah, I’ve known her for a while, even before you,” Tangyu said.
“Do you two know each other?”
“Of course, we’re from the sa school.
We’re both so pretty and famous.
Liu Shiyi is the belle of the Traditional Chinese dicine faculty, and I’m the belle of the Business Managent faculty.
How could we not know each other?
Hehe, master, if you go around saying you know both of us belles, you could definitely make others die of envy,” Fang Yishui replied.
“That’s true,” Tangyu did not deny and adding Guo Momo would only make others more envious.
Liu Shiyi said, “Tangyu, Fang Yishui, I have so other matters, so I won’t disturb you two.
Carry on.”
“Don’t misunderstand, Fang Yishui and I aren’t in that kind of relationship, she’s my disciple,” Tangyu explained, knowing Liu Shiyi had misunderstood.
“Hey, Master, why are you in such a hurry to clarify our relationship?” Fang Yishui sounded sowhat displeased, “It’s my first ti holding a guy’s hand, after all.
What’s up with you, Master?
Nowadays, a master-disciple romance isn’t that unusual.”
Upon hearing Tangyu’s explanation, Liu Shiyi felt sowhat relieved and smiled slightly, “I didn’t misunderstand anything, I really do have other matters.”
“Oh, then you go ahead,” Tangyu nodded.
Liu Shiyi had just taken a step but then stopped, hesitated for a mont, and then asked Tangyu, “Tangyu, could you do a favor?”
“Right now?” Tangyu said, naturally willing to help a beauty.
“Not now, are you free tomorrow?
I’ve been conducting an experint for a week without success, so I was hoping you could help out,” Liu Shiyi explained.
“Tomorrow, well, I should be busy in the morning, but let’s see in the afternoon.
If I am free in the afternoon, I’ll give you a call,” Tangyu said.
“Hmm, alright, thank you,” Liu Shiyi nodded and then took her leave.
Fang Yishui’s gaze swept over Tangyu, “Yo, Master, you seem quite taken with Liu Shiyi, the great beauty.
Do you like her?”
“Not really?”
“Liar, with that lusty look you had just now, it’s obvious you were interested in her.
You can fool others, but not .”
“Er, my expression was very proper, okay?
Don’t tarnish my reputation.”
“Proper?
Then why were you staring at her chest so intently just now?
And why did you keep squeezing my hand when you held it?
Seed like you were enjoying it, huh?”
“Er—I didn’t.” He couldn’t admit to such a thing, not even under torture.
“Still denying it, huh?
Master, I’ve just realized that you’re quite lecherous too.
I thought you were different, but it turns out you’re like all n, all equally lecherous.
But—I like that, hehe,” Fang Yishui said.
“…”
Tangyu looked at Fang Yishui sowhat warily.
Could she be so kind of female rogue?
In this dark night, with grassy fields and forests around and hardly any people, what if she developed lustful intentions and decided to force sothing onto him?
What would he do, shout or not?
To shout would be too embarrassing for a man like him; not to shout would put his virtue at risk.
Choosing between face and virtue, Tangyu still valued his reputation more.
After all, he was a disciple of the Ghost Doctor, he could lose his own reputation, but not his master’s.
So, if it ca to being molested—then so be it, he’d accept it.
“Hey, Master, what are you doing, drooling all over?” Fang Yishui suddenly exclaid.
Tangyu discreetly swallowed back his saliva, “It’s nothing, I was just thinking about sothing important.
Let’s hurry on.”
“What’s the rush, Master?
Just one question, do you have a girlfriend?” Fang Yishui asked.
Tangyu really didn’t want to answer that.
Being as handso, exceptional, talented, and a perfect man like him was a Divine Doctor’s disciple, and still single—to admit that publicly would be too embarrassing.
Just to think about it brought tears.
“Hehe, I can tell from your reaction that you don’t.
No wonder you looked so eager when you saw with Liu Shiyi.
Well, no need to let the opportunity slip by, Master, how about I make it easy on you and beco your girlfriend?”
Fang Yishui said, then struck a very comical pose, hands on chin, batting her eyelashes flirtatiously at Tangyu, all delicate and enticing enough to tempt him into agreeing.
“Not good!” Tangyu firmly rejected.
“Why?” Fang Yishui looked surprised.
“I can’t lose that face,” Tangyu said.
“What—?” Fang Yishui suddenly cried out, staring angrily at Tangyu, “What do you an by that, Mr.
Tang?
Am I not good enough for you?
You say it’s embarrassing, isn’t that hurtful?”
“…”
Tangyu’s face turned red, and he quickly explained, “Don’t get worked up, I didn’t an it like that.
Since we’re master and disciple, if you were to beco my girlfriend—that would ss up the natural order, and we’d face moral condemnation.”
“…”
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