The Kicking Begins (Revised)
Ma Benwei quickly jogged to catch up. He hadn't expected Liu Chang'an to call him to come and challenge the venue on the live stream, but it was undoubtedly a surprise, even though the risk was great... Pu Shougeng was very famous in Junsha. Anyone who frequented bars knew that most of the bar owners on the entire bar street had some connection with Pu Shougeng, and some of them were even run by Pu Shougeng's own disciples.
He started his live stream on his way here, did a lot of pre-event promotion, mobilized his loyal group members, went around recruiting people, and even used Liu Chang'an's current popularity to buy all sorts of marketing tools on Weibo. Now, not long has passed, but his live stream has finally recovered its peak popularity, and it seems that it will rise further.
However, his livestream angle was inevitably sneaky; he could only capture Qin Yanan's back at most, not daring to show Qin Yanan face. Liu Chang'an going to challenge the competition was fine, since no one knew his true background. But Qin Yanan was different. After all, many people within the South Hunan system already knew her. The daughter of a big boss from South Hunan going to challenge the competition? And it was Ma Benwei who revealed it. This would naturally silence the public, but how unlucky Ma Benwei would be was hard to say.
Liu Chang'an and Qin Yanan arrived at the entrance of the martial arts gym. Ma Benwei followed at a distance, as if he were preparing to commentate on MMA or UFC. He spoke animatedly, saying that he and Liu Chang'an had a good relationship, that Liu Chang'an's windmill dance last time was just for the show, and that he was now the exclusive live streamer, and so on.
With the gates wide open, it was clear that preparations had been made. Anyone who stood idly by the entrance of the martial arts school for so long would have been noticed. Not many people in the school originally knew what Liu Chang'an looked like, but since the eldest and second eldest brothers had been beaten up, they would inevitably go to find out. Seeing Liu Chang'an, this uninvited guest standing opposite them glaring, someone had already reported it to Pu Shougeng.
"Don't think I don't know what you're up to." The third daughter, sitting opposite Pu Shougeng, held her teacup with her slender, pale fingers and looked at Pu Shougeng coldly.
"Third Miss, when we first met more than ten years ago, I learned what it meant to fall in love at first sight. Over the years, I have obeyed your every word because I respect and love you. But even now, I still don't have the right to touch your little finger. Men will always have a day when they give up and get tired of each other." Pu Shougeng was no longer as cautious as before, staring directly at the stunningly beautiful but venomous woman in front of him.
"I have no interest in men, you know that, so why bother?" The third young lady said calmly. She had heard this kind of confession too many times, and felt nothing but annoyance and amusement. "If you want to die, I won't stop you, but do you know the true identity of Countess Karnstein, who sent you the secret medicine?"
"How would I know? Besides, I haven't had the chance to meet this lady. The only person who contacted me was her maid. I heard that you and she are of similar status among the Five Constants. If you are willing to reveal some information, I will naturally be extremely grateful." Pu Shougeng sized up the Third Miss. This was an era of flourishing scientific research, but it was also an era with more and more unsolved mysteries. In his opinion, whether it was the Third Miss or the even more mysterious Countess Karnstein, their mystery was only because they possessed scientific achievements that were not suitable for public disclosure.
"The Five Constants... I am merely a proxy, I dare not stand shoulder to shoulder with the other four." The Third Sister gazed out the door, her gaze seemingly piercing through the layers of doors and landing on the few who were preparing to challenge the master.
"I've heard that the position you're representing originally belonged to the most powerful one. I hope that one day the Third Miss will witness the return of the king." Pu Shougeng smiled. "It's not that the Third Miss isn't interested in men, it's just that she's not interested in any man other than that one."
"Insolence!" Her expression changed abruptly, the teacup in her hand shattered, and she snorted heavily, "What do you know? You're just spouting nonsense based on hearsay!"
Pu Shougeng cupped his hands in greeting, bowed his head, and stepped back to leave.
The third sister casually tossed a small bottle with a display screen and identification device over, containing a small black capsule.
This small bottle alone gives off a sense of cutting-edge technology, let alone the pills inside.
"Countess Karnstein's products have too many side effects. This can help you stay calm and prevent you from going insane in the event of an accident."
"Thank you." Pu Shougeng was overjoyed. It seemed that this was no longer a gamble, but a sure win. He had originally worried about unexpected events and side effects, and that even if he won, it would bring some difficult troubles. But with the things from the Third Miss, he would only gain increased strength and physique, while eliminating the side effects. So, who else but him would be the ultimate victor?
Although the Third Sister inadvertently revealed that Liu Chang'an seemed to have some extraordinary bloodline, truly powerful bloodlines are all short-lived, lasting only two generations. Moreover, the second generation is vastly different from the first, and then they die out completely. Those that can last for several generations are definitely not very good; this is an irrefutable theorem.
At this moment, Liu Chang'an, Qin Yanan, and Ma Benwei had already entered through the gate.
Pu Shougeng's two disciples, dressed in white robes and trousers, bowed respectfully, befitting scions of a prominent family. Their chins were slightly raised, showing no sign of losing face despite the challenge. They did not appear agitated by the challenge.
"See, they didn't swarm to beat me up like you said," Liu Chang'an said to Qin Yanan, his tone somewhat pleased. Qin Yanan wasn't just similar to Ye Sijin in appearance; she had also inherited some of Ye Sijin's temperament, which made Liu Chang'an very gratified.
After all, if elders see an old friend who has completely lost the temperament and talent of that friend, they will inevitably feel sorry for them and sigh with regret.
"You're not satisfied that others haven't beaten you up?" Qin Yanan said irritably. Don't you understand what it means to avoid danger? Qin Yanan's hands were in her small bag, but she didn't relax them for a moment.
"Is the newcomer Liu Chang'an, who defeated two of my martial arts school's senior brothers?" A bald young man blocked Liu Chang'an's path.
"Yes." Liu Chang'an casually pushed him aside.
The bald young man stumbled and fell to the side. He grabbed onto a clump of bamboo but still couldn't steady himself and fell into the water with a splash.
Qin Yanan had witnessed Liu Chang'an easily subdue Ma Benwei and his six companions with a stick at the slightest provocation, but this young man had only casually asked, "Is it appropriate for you to throw them into the water?"
"They've started fighting, everyone saw that? This is real strength. They came here to challenge us, why should we be polite? I think they're just putting on airs, not coming with sticks to fight, and then asking us questions in such a nonsensical way. Brother Chang'an did the right thing, giving them a show of force right from the start..."
Ma Benwei provided commentary from behind, filling the live broadcast room with a cheerful atmosphere.
"Shut up!" Qin Yanan glared angrily at Ma Benwei.
Ma Benwei coughed lightly. He could only turn a deaf ear to the requests in the live broadcast room for him to show the beautiful woman's face. It would be more appropriate to secretly show her back. The more he did this, the more the viewers in the live broadcast room screamed like insects in spring.