Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Wushu was unlike taekwondo, free combat or wrestling. It required long term perseverance. When one succeeded in learning Wushu, one’s reaction speed and agility would be increased and these were crucial in battles. As for those who learned Wushu, they usually started training at a very young age.
That was why everyone was astonished when they heard that Yun Jian knew Wushu as well.
“Yun Jian’er, you know Wushu too?” Chu Ning who stood nearby asked in surprise after a momentary stare on Yun Jian.
“She’s a genius! A prodigy! She knows Wushu! Hahaha, she’s the daughter of my old pal now. My comrade’s asked me to teach her well, so she’s in my team next semester for sure!”
“None of you can fight with me for her! Haha!”
Yu Shaoluo quickly claimed when he grew ecstatic listening to what Yun Jian said.
His old pal slash comrade here referred to Ge Junjian.
The other drillmasters were unhappy with Yu Shaoluo’s claim and were about to speak up to contest for Yun Jian when Gu Chisi’s incongruous voice sounded. She was talking to Yu Shaoluo with a tinge of jealousy in her tone.
“Sir, does she really know Wushu just because she says she does? Not everyone could learn Wushu! My Chen-gege’s master is an expert who lives in seclusion and took Chen-gege as his disciple back then because he saw Chen-gege’s talent!”
“My Chen-gege is that master’s only disciple! How could she possibly be as good as that? Besides, who knows if what she’s learned is genuine Wushu?”
Gu Chisi was furious at being slapped by Yun Jian but considering the latter’s ability, she dared not go forward to her rashly and could only boast arrogantly. By going Chen-gege here and Chen-gege there, it was apparent how proud Gu Chisi was right now.
The students there had even gasped while some exclaimed “whoa” audibly when they heard that Duan Xinchen’s master was some masterly man who lived in seclusion. After all, a master in seclusion warranted endless fantasy in this era. Some people even felt that a master in seclusion was a presence relevant to an immortal.
Hearing the gasps and exclamations from her peers, Gu Chisi raised her chin in pleasure. Boasting about how good her Chen-gege was felt as if she was boasting about herself.
After what Gu Chisi said, Duan Xinchen kept his eyes on Yun Jian. He continued to say something that sounded incredibly manly after Gu Chisi.
“I don’t want to fight you. It won’t be nice if I hurt you.”
Duan Xinchen’s gaze dimmed a little as he spoke. His dark orbs on Yun Jian was extremely tender, like a teenage boy in love looking at his girlfriend. Those who had no idea of the situation might really think that he was romantically involved with Yun Jain.
“Then fight me!” Yun Jian pressed her lips together; before she could say that, it was a familiar and deep voice of a guy who spoke up from the door.
Si Yi was seen walking in from the cafeteria door with Mo Sen and Ya Dang escorting him closely.
Duan Xinchen arched a brow as he watched the handsome and tall Si Yi who had appeared out of the blue stand himself next to Yun Jian. A foreboding sense flooded his system. With a frown locked in place, Duan Xinchen asked the fine man in front of him, “Who are you?”
“Her man!” Si Yi’s sharp eyes were gleaming like a hawk as he looked at Duan Xinchen while he pulled Yun Jian into his arms, declaring his right and place in front of everyone.