Medical and Martial God-Chapter 133: The Troublemaker

The stadium. The soccer field.

Last night, under the cover of darkness, Kuroki Suzu had brought her six remaining Eighth Grade Grandmasters to the soccer field. She was afraid of being sniped if she went out during the day.

"Lady Kuroki Suzu, will the Ancient Martial Circle of Jin Ye City really show up for the challenge?" Makino Shuichi asked.

"I have already informed all the Ancient Martial Families and Sects in Jin Ye City. Based on the so-called ’spirit’ and ’dignity’ of the Xuanse people, they will come, even if they know it’s a path to certain death," Kuroki Suzu said, her voice dripping with confidence, as if she had the entire Jin Ye City Ancient Martial Circle in the palm of her hand.

"Then how should we fight them when they arrive?" Makino Shuichi asked.

"Beat them to an inch of their lives, but don’t kill them," Kuroki Suzu said through gritted teeth. "We have already lost eight people since we set foot in Jin Ye City. On top of that, Ito Meiya is missing, and I fear the worst for him. Today, we will cripple every martial arts master from Jin Ye City who comes to this arena. We will have our revenge for our fallen."

"Understood!" The expressions of Makino Shuichi and the other five Eighth Grade Grandmasters turned manic. The thought of crippling a large number of Xuanse masters made them all incredibly eager to begin.

Just then, Zhu Xiaowen arrived, leading a large and imposing group. Nearly everyone from Jin Ye City’s local Ancient Martial Circle was present. Of course, most were just there to watch.

"Heh, quite a crowd you’ve brought," Kuroki Suzu remarked with a cold sneer. She walked up to them and deliberately asked in the Sang Jing language, "Who is the spokesperson for the Ancient Martial Circle of Jin Ye City?"

"Speak a human language. Don’t use that bird-chirping you call a language," Zhu Xiaowen said, her face devoid of expression.

"You..." How dare this girl speak to me with such an attitude! And she called the Sang Jing language bird-chirping! She’s asking for death! Kuroki Suzu was seething internally, but on the surface, she forced a smile and switched to English. "Have the spokesperson for the Jin Ye City Ancient Martial Circle speak with me."

"You don’t speak Xuanse?" Zhu Xiaowen asked.

"I don’t understand what you are saying," Kuroki Suzu feigned, pretending she couldn’t understand the language.

"Dumbass," Zhu Xiaowen replied with a slight smile.

"Bastard, who are you calling a dumbass?!" Kuroki Suzu snapped, her rage flaring.

Zhu Xiaowen laughed. "See? You understand Xuanse just fine." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Kuroki Suzu was speechless. She suddenly realized she was no match for this girl in a war of words. "Who are you?" she asked.

"I am the Leader of the Jin Ye City Ancient Martial Circle, Zhu Xiaowen!" Zhu Xiaowen introduced herself.

"Zhu Xiaowen?" Kuroki Suzu found the name somewhat familiar. Suddenly, she remembered. Yesterday, Ming Yue had mentioned several people Ye Xiu cared about, and one of them was the young lady of the Zhu Family, Zhu Xiaowen. "You’re Zhu Xiaowen, the young lady of the Jin Ye City Zhu Family?"

"That’s right!" Zhu Xiaowen nodded.

Kuroki Suzu was ecstatic. What an unexpected windfall. I’ve searched high and low to no avail, and now the solution has just fallen into my lap. As long as I have Zhu Xiaowen as a hostage, I can manipulate Ye Xiu however I want.

However, she didn’t make a move just yet. Instead, she got straight to the point. "Today, I have set up this arena to test our skills against your Xuanse martial arts masters. Are all these people here to fight?"

"Who fights is my business. You don’t need to worry about it," Zhu Xiaowen stated.

"Fine. In that case, let’s begin!" Kuroki Suzu couldn’t be bothered to talk to Zhu Xiaowen anymore. The girl’s words were like knives, and it was infuriating. She turned to her six Eighth Grade Grandmasters and commanded, "Makino Shuichi, you’re up first."

"As you command!"

Makino Shuichi immediately strode onto the soccer field. He drew his katana, pointed it at Zhu Xiaowen and her group, and bellowed arrogantly, "I am Makino Shuichi! Who dares to face me?"

"Elder Su, if you please," Zhu Xiaowen said to the gray-haired old man, Su Longtu. In truth, only eleven Eighth Grade Grandmasters in the Jin Ye City Ancient Martial Circle were capable of fighting today.

"Alright!" Su Longtu, carrying his sword, strolled casually onto the soccer field. He addressed Makino Shuichi, saying, "I am Su Longtu of the Jin Ye City Su Family. You are a guest from afar, so as the host, it is my duty to show you courtesy. I will allow you the first move."

"A piece of trash, and an arrogant one at that!" Makino Shuichi was disdainful but didn’t bother arguing with Su Longtu. He raised his katana, about to strike.

Just then, the situation changed abruptly.

A figure shot forward at a startling speed, so fast that they left a trail of afterimages. Aside from Kuroki Suzu, no one else could even get a clear look at the person’s appearance, let alone their clothes or gender. Before anyone knew it, the figure had already charged right up to Makino Shuichi.

Only then did everyone get a clear look. The assailant was a woman, clad in a tight white T-shirt, blue skinny jeans, and white canvas shoes. A black plastic bag was pulled over her head, and a small red backpack was slung over her shoulders.

Upon reaching Makino Shuichi, she pulled a butcher’s knife from seemingly nowhere, stabbed him once, and then, as quickly as she had appeared, sprinted away.

By the time everyone present processed what had just happened, Makino Shuichi was already on one knee, clutching the area over his heart.

"What the..."

Everyone was completely dumbfounded. How had a proper arena match suddenly gone so completely off the rails?

Ye Xiu, who had followed An Dongye here, was also stunned. He would never have imagined in a million years that An Dongye would skip her morning training to come to a soccer field and murder someone. If you’re going to kill someone, just kill them. It’s not like you can’t win in a fair fight. What was the point of dashing in, stabbing the guy, and then immediately running away? And if you don’t want anyone to recognize you, buy a mask or a hood, or even pull a stocking over your head. Pulling a black plastic bag over your head is just utterly classless.

"Makino Shuichi..." Snapping out of her shock, Kuroki Suzu rushed to his side. "Are you alright?"

THUD!

Makino Shuichi collapsed to the ground, dead.

Only then did everyone clearly see the large wound over his heart, from which blood was now gushing.

"Damn it!" Kuroki Suzu roared in fury.

The other five Sang Jing Eighth Grade Grandmasters were also enraged.

"Zhu Xiaowen, is this the character of your Xuanse Martial Artists? We came for an honorable match in the open, and you send someone to launch a sneak attack!" Kuroki Suzu shouted angrily.

Zhu Xiaowen looked completely bewildered. "You might not believe me, but I have no idea what just happened either."

"That person wasn’t sent by you?" Kuroki Suzu demanded.

"If Jin Ye City had an expert of that caliber, I would have simply sent them to defeat you openly and honorably. A sneak attack like this only brings shame to our Jin Ye City Ancient Martial Circle," Zhu Xiaowen said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Su Longtu and the others were also in an awkward position. A grand duel between masters of two nations had been completely derailed by some random shit-stirrer. Su Longtu, in particular, stared at the dead Makino Shuichi. That was supposed to be his opponent! He hadn’t even drawn his sword yet, and his opponent had been poached.

Who the hell was he supposed to complain to about this?!

"Fine. I’ll take your word for it for now. Let’s continue," Kuroki Suzu said, deciding that Zhu Xiaowen had a point. She looked toward the men in her group and ordered, "Yamazaki, it’s your turn!"

"As you command!"

The Grandmaster called Yamazaki leaped down from the spectator stands, drew his katana, and charged toward Su Longtu.