Urban Super Medical Saint

"Pssh, fancy moves but no substance? Don't confuse ignorance for superiority! Martial arts are profound and have a long history. In Huaxia Country, Taekwondo is merely a branch of martial arts." Lv Chongliang, from a Qimen family, might act all goofy and sleazy, but he's actually quite proud. So when he heard Sun Wenjun and the Koreans belittling Huaxia's martial arts, he couldn't help but jump out and scoff.

"Oh come on, what's all this about profoundness and ancient origins? What's the point in talking? You often say, 'If it's a donkey or a horse, pull it out for a stroll,' right? If you're capable, then let's just compete!" Park Jung-yong said disdainfully.

Lv Chongliang, coming from a Qimen family, mainly excels in divination and fortune-telling, and tends to be a bit lazy. Over the years, he hasn't exactly been practicing intensely through harsh winters and summers, but he has continued to practice his internal energy and learned a few sets of fist techniques.

With his cultivation, he can't compare to a real combat master, but he can surely handle two or three ordinary men. Park Jung-yong had only practiced Taekwondo for a period and knew a bit of flashy moves, so Lv Chongliang was certainly not afraid of him.

"Fine, let's compete when Golden Mountain comes back," Lv Chongliang immediately replied.

"Alright, just don't make excuses to avoid the fight then." Park Jung-yong was slightly taken aback, then immediately expressed excitement and disdain, as if he had already secured victory over Lv Chongliang.

Although Sun Wenjun and the others didn't exaggerate like Park Jung-yong, they equally revealed their disdain for Lv Chongliang, evidently thinking that Lv couldn't possibly win.

"Initially, I thought I'd just give you a little lesson since you've come from afar, but with what you just said, it seems I need to teach you a lesson to show you the strength of Huaxia's martial arts," Lv Chongliang said coldly.

"With that physique of yours? Haha, better cut down on the bragging," Park Jung-yong said contemptuously as he glanced at Lv Chongliang.

Apart from his shiny, greasy hair, Lv Chongliang's appearance and physical stature were quite ordinary, whereas Park Jung-yong was somewhat tall.

Seeing this, He Guizhong and others couldn't hide a hint of worry in their eyes.

Just from the physical aspect, they found it hard to be confident in Lv Chongliang; furthermore, his goofy demeanor didn't seem like that of a true martial arts master—more like a master of talking!

Only Ge Dongxu had a smirk on his face which suggested he was looking forward to the drama.

After all, Lv Chongliang was the grandson of the revered fortune-teller Lv Xinghai; handling a show-off Korean should be no problem.

In the midst of the conversation, the ticket check began.

Everyone stopped arguing and queued up for ticket checking.

Interestingly, the seating of Ge Dongxu and his three companions was right next to where Lv Chongliang was sitting, while Sun Wenjun and his group were far apart.

"Lv Chongliang, can you really fight? That Park Jung-yong might not be a master from the Taekwondo Association, but he's somewhat formidable. I'm not sure I could even handle him," He Guizhong asked with some concern after everyone found their seats.

"Pssh, Taekwondo primarily focuses on leg techniques, so a strong base is essential. Look at the way he walks—light and breezy. How powerful could he be with just flashy moves? I'm not bragging, but taking on two or three like him would be no issue," Lv Chongliang boasted confidently.

"No way, you've actually trained?" He Guizhong asked, his eyes lighting up instantly.

"Nonsense, do I look like the kind of fool who would just walk up and get slapped in the face?" Lv Chongliang replied with an annoyed roll of his eyes.

"That's true! You even dared to trick Teacher Nico, how could you be a fool!" He Guizhong and the others recalled Lv Chongliang's various deeds, and their worries significantly subsided.

"But you know we're not real martial arts masters. A lot of the time, it's about who's stronger or has more brute force. Park Jung-yong is over six feet tall, and he's also physically fit—can you really handle it?" However, He Guizhong soon started to worry again as he looked at Lv Chongliang.

"Pssh, don't judge by my size—I'm stronger than you for sure," Lv Chongliang said confidently.

"Oh please!" He Guizhong naturally appeared skeptical.

"Don't believe it, huh? How about we compare our hand strength then?" Lv Chongliang said.

"Let's do it." He Guizhong immediately responded.

So, the two put their elbows on the countertop between rows of seats and clasped hands.

Li Chenyu and Lu Lei instantly focused excitedly on the gripping hands, while Ge Dongxu just shook his head and laughed, knowing without looking that He Guizhong would definitely be the one to lose.

And just as expected, no sooner had He Guizhong exerted strength than he was overpowered by Lv Chongliang with a slam, his hand pinned down on the countertop.

"Damn it, that doesn't count, I wasn't ready yet!" He Guizhong, taken aback, immediately protested.

So they started over, but the result was the same.

"Damn, who would have thought, Lv Chongliang, you with your skinny arms and legs, to have such strength? Now I'm truly reassured." After losing several rounds of arm wrestling to Lv Chongliang, He Guizhong finally admitted defeat, while Li Chenyu and Lu Lei were already dumbstruck, only Ge Dongxu remained smiling silently.

"Cut it out, did you forget my nickname is Lv Semi-Immortal? Would I dare to use that nickname without some skills? Right, Ge Dongxu?" Lv Chongliang said, looking towards Ge Dongxu with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Being good at reading people and predicting fortunes, Lv Chongliang had naturally noticed Ge Dongxu's reactions.

"Of course, you being as cunning as you are, how could you agree to a challenge without being sure of yourself?" Ge Dongxu replied.

"Damn, I may be cunning, but I'm not as cunning as you! Even the school belle fell into your trap without realizing, because of your deceitful facade." Lv Chongliang retorted disdainfully.

"What school belle, what trap? What's this all about?" He Guizhong and the others immediately asked curiously.

"Of course, it's the long-legged school belle, Xu Yanran. At the start of school, Xu Yanran, Ge Dongxu, and I were sitting together..." Lv Chongliang, somewhat unwillingly, recounted the incident of Xu Yanran sleeping on Ge Dongxu's shoulder overnight on the train.

"Damn, beast!"

"My long-legged school belle!"

"Boss, I'm convinced!"

"..."

"Can you trust what Lv Semi-Immortal says?" Ge Dongxu, seeing everyone eyeing him with envy, couldn't help but laugh and cry.

"If it were someone else, I wouldn't believe it, but since it's you, I do. Tell us, boss, how did it feel to have the school belle leaning on you?"

"Did you touch that spot? Was it nice and full?"

"Did you take the chance to cop a feel while she was asleep?"

"Nonsense, do you even need to ask? With the school belle snuggling up to you in her sleep, could you resist taking the opportunity to cop a feel?"

"Does that mean the long-legged school belle of my dreams has been tainted by our boss?"

"..."