Invincible Divine Doctor of the Beautiful Lady-Chapter 627 - 613: Jin Country Does Not Allow Men to Outshine Women

Chapter 627: Chapter 613: Jin Country Does Not Allow Men to Outshine Women

Luo Lie lost, defeated by Feng Tian’s relentless barrage of fierce attacks. In truth, the strength of the two was closely matched, and if they had really let loose, Feng Tian might have had a slightly higher chance of losing. After all, it was just a sparring match on the arena, and the designated circle was very small, only about three meters in diameter. Luo Lie’s defeat, being pushed out of the red circle by Feng Tian, was mainly due to Feng Tian’s unpredictable and wild fighting style, which disrupted his stance. By the time he regained his composure, he had already been forced out of the red circle.

Luo Lie patted his clothes and smiled, "I lost, indeed, heroes emerge from the youth. I had long heard about your formidable strength, Feng Tian, truly impressive, and I admire it."

Feng Tian scratched his head and laughed, "Hehe, this doesn’t count, we’re just messing around."

This kind of arena sparring indeed involves a lot of randomness. But it is precisely because of this randomness that such conditions were specifically set for the arena. It’s to prevent things from getting too heated; after all, everyone is just entertaining themselves and not really fighting seriously.

The staff had already brought forward two boxes, and Zhao Wangxu smiled lightly and gestured, "You’ve started with a win, take this privilege and draw two rewards."

Feng Tian immediately became joyful, "There’s such good news? Hehe, well that’s great, I’m not going to be shy then." Feng Tian reached into one of the boxes and pulled out a card, then looked at it and laughed, revealing a big smile, "Can my luck really be this good? I just randomly drew a favor from Huangfu Qingyun. Oh, what’s this, a first kiss? Whose first kiss? Miss Shi Xiangxiang from the Shi Family, who’s that? I’ve never met her. It’s you, huh? I’m not even of age yet, such an inappropriate thing, I don’t want it."

"Hahaha!!!"

Feng Tian’s words drew a burst of booming laughter, amusing everyone.

Zhao Yaya also widened her eyes, "That’s so impure, who would long for a first kiss? But then, looking at her, she’s not that young, does she still have a first kiss? And she’s not good-looking, no wonder it scared people off."

"Don’t talk nonsense," Guo Momo glared at Zhao Yaya.

"Little Feng Tian, you’re already so grown up, it’s about time, don’t end up staying a virgin forever, that would be a disgrace."

"Miss Shi Xiangxiang likes you so much, just make her happy then."

"Haha, I’d love such a romantic adventure too."

Tangyu shook his head and smiled, this really is interesting, even a first kiss is used as a reward, can’t they be less desperate? A high society heiress, it shouldn’t be necessary, right?

Of course, the recipients of these rewards can choose to accept or reject them. Feng Tian’s luck did make everyone else envy him, as among the rewards, the favors from the Five Young Masters of Donglin were the top prizes, and Feng Tian had such good fortune to draw a favor right from the start, making everyone envious.

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Yang Xiaoyu was warming up, eager to get started. Obviously, he was itching to have a match against Feng Tian, but since Feng Tian was Tangyu’s disciple, Yang Xiaoyu also gave Tangyu a querying look. Tangyu obviously understood Yang Xiaoyu’s thoughts and said, "What are you looking at me for? If you want to spar, go ahead. If he loses to you, it just shows he’s not as skilled."

"Hehe, Tangyu, you say that, but I think Feng Tian is very formidable. I haven’t had a chance to spar with him before, and today is a good opportunity. Maybe I’ll be the one who loses. There are so many random factors here, winning or losing doesn’t really matter," Yang Xiaoyu said with a laugh.

Feng Tian indeed had an impressive aura, "It’s boring, can someone skilled please fight me, I’m looking for a defeat!" The phrase ’recklessly youthful’ fits Feng Tian very well. To put it popularly, that’s showing off. But these words are appropriate for Feng Tian, he has the strength and qualification to be arrogant.

"Feng Tian, I’ll take you on," Yang Xiaoyu walked out.

Yang Xiaoyu came from a true military family, a family of generals. Moreover, both being of similar age, they were famously competitive representatives in the upper circles of Donglin City. Naturally, in comparison, Yang Xiaoyu was much more low-key than Feng Tian.

Seeing Yang Xiaoyu step up to the challenge excited Feng Tian, who beckoned with his hand, "Come on, finally someone decent has shown up to boost my spirits, but I hope you won’t disappoint me."

"Hehe, I’ll definitely surprise you," Yang Xiaoyu smirked, and without further ado, charged at Feng Tian like a heavy tank. Physically, Yang Xiaoyu had a slight advantage over Feng Tian. However, for their age, both could be considered exceptionally strong.

The match between them was indeed very exciting. However, in terms of combat experience, Yang Xiaoyu clearly had the advantage. So from the start, Yang Xiaoyu controlled the entire field, leaving Feng Tian only able to defensively respond. Even though there were a few times Feng Tian counterattacked, they were quickly suppressed by Yang Xiaoyu. Feng Tian had learned a mix of styles, incorporating the strengths of various arts and knew how to utilize the changes and connections between different routines to unleash remarkable power. Yang Xiaoyu, however, was more consistent; based on Military Fist, enhanced with Taekwondo, Judo, Thai Boxing, and Sanda, he executed the most simplified and effective attacks. Each one was like a sharp treasured sword, breaking through Feng Tian’s offensive efforts.

The two fought fiercely for about ten minutes, and in the end, it was Yang Xiaoyu who seized an opportunity to push Feng Tian out of the red line, securing the victory.

Thunderous applause was given to both competitors.

After winning about ten matches in a row, finally losing one, Feng Tian conceded with both respect and acceptance to Yang Xiaoyu and then stepped back.

"Useless, to lose just like that—not bad you didn’t claim to be the master’s disciple; otherwise, you would have really shamed the master," Fang Yishui, the senior sister, didn’t hesitate to admonish Feng Tian.

Feng Tian pouted and said, "Senior sister, you can’t just say that. I didn’t use the three ’Tai Chi Mysteries’ techniques taught by our master. Otherwise, I might not have lost. Besides, I’ve already won more than ten matches; losing one isn’t much—it’s not like I can always dominate the arena, that would be embarrassing. However, Yang Xiaoyu truly is formidable; I can hardly find any weaknesses or flaws in him. His offense and defense are very stable, and he possesses strong explosive power; each move and countermove has tremendous destructive power. Senior sister, if you’re not convinced, why don’t you try it yourself? Your honor will depend on you regaining it."

"Of course, when it comes down to it, it’s still up to me, the senior sister, to take charge. Once I step in, success is assured," Fang Yishui said.

Yang Xiaoyu didn’t have as good luck as Feng Tian and didn’t draw a favor from the Five Young Masters of Donglin.

The competition continued, and once Feng Tian had left the arena, it was Yang Xiaoyu’s turn to dominate, and the sparring lost its appeal.

"Now it’s my turn," Fang Yishui suddenly rushed forward. As Fang Yishui stepped onto the stage, it did make many people widen their eyes. It wasn’t that women couldn’t compete on this platform, but it indeed was the first time a woman had stepped up to challenge at the Dragon Phoenix Banquet.

"What is this, can she even do it?"

"Isn’t that the young lady of the Fang Family? Does she think just because she knows some Taekwondo, she can compete here?"

"Haha, now there’s something interesting to watch."

Fang Zhendong also widened his eyes slightly, but thinking of Fang Yishui’s strength, he could only let her be.

Fang Yishui looked around and said, "What I’m demonstrating is that Jin Country doesn’t allow men to belittle us. How dare you look down on women? I will show you that women can be formidable too."

"Right, go Fang Yishui, fight for us girls!"

"Go on, defeat Fang Yishui, we girls need to make a statement too."

Fang Yishui did win the support of those female spectators.

Yang Xiaoyu just widened his eyes and scratched his head, looking a bit troubled as he said to Fang Yishui, "I don’t fight with girls. How about I just forfeit? I really can’t bring myself to hit you."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, no forfeiting allowed. I want a proper fight with you. You’re also looking down on me, aren’t you? You might not necessarily beat me," Fang Yishui said.

"I’ll just forfeit, alright? I also feel like I can’t beat you. Just let me forfeit," Yang Xiaoyu said.

Fang Yishui got angry, and without another word, launched an attack on Yang Xiaoyu using Military Fist. However, being a girl, she naturally wasn’t as strong in all aspects and lacked intense advanced training, so her offensive power wasn’t very strong. Yet, compared to average people, she was somewhat stronger. Once Fang Yishui started her attack, it sparked another round of loud cheers. A woman fighting is naturally more interesting than a man.

Yang Xiaoyu’s eyes momentarily flashed with surprise, clearly not expecting Fang Yishui to be so formidable. ’Formidable’ here is relative, of course.

Yang Xiaoyu kept retreating while defending, which made him look somewhat awkward. He really didn’t want to fight a girl; hitting her would be problematic no matter where. As Yang Xiaoyu retreated, he stepped out of the designated circle and immediately waved his hands, saying, "Alright, I’ve lost. You’ve won. I am impressed, Miss Fang truly is a heroine among women." After that, he swiftly turned and left, which irritated Fang Yishui so much that she stomped her foot and called out, "Hey, don’t go, don’t deliberately lose to me. That’s just boring. Fight me seriously, really, how frustrating."

Although Fang Yishui won, the victory wasn’t satisfying at all, as Yang Xiaoyu had let her win. She had been looking forward to a real fight with Yang Xiaoyu to prove her strength and bring honor to her master, but the infuriating Yang Xiaoyu wouldn’t fight her.

This outcome brought a wave of sighs from the crowd.

Feng Tian looked at Yang Xiaoyu with sympathy and said, "It’s good you forfeited quickly, otherwise you would have been in serious trouble later."

Yang Xiaoyu raised an eyebrow, looking puzzled at Feng Tian. Feng Tian added, "You shouldn’t underestimate my senior sister; she’s really strong. She even knocked me down last time. She just hasn’t shown her real strength yet. Once she goes berserk, you’d probably end up in trouble too."

Yang Xiaoyu broke out in a cold sweat. Was Fang Yishui really that fierce? But then, looking at Tangyu, Yang Xiaoyu felt relieved—being the disciple of Brother Tangyu, it’s no surprise she’s formidable.

Fang Yishui’s frustrations were quickly dispelled by her luck in the draw; she also won a favor from the Five Young Masters of Donglin, specifically Su Bachang’s favor.