My Silly, Sweet Wife

”Move aside, please move aside!”

Shang Wen Dong pushed through the crowd, clearing the way for Ye Guichen to enter.

To prevent anyone from causing trouble on purpose, Ye Guichen had Chen Ziran and Linglong wait at the pharmacy.

Seeing Ye Guichen return, Fang Yu hurried up: ”Brother Ye, you’re finally here.”

Ye Guichen nodded and looked inside the martial arts hall.

Thanks to the support from the Martial Arts Association, the hall quickly recruited a lot of students after it opened. But now, the place was a mess.

Although those students were not highly skilled, there were more than twenty of them combined.

Now, all of them were lying around haphazardly, not heavily injured but unable to get up for the moment.

In the center of the hall, a figure stood proudly.

With her back to the door, holding a Hunyuan Iron Rod, her petite figure made Ye Guichen frown.

”Who dares to be so reckless and come here looking for trouble?”

Seeing Ye Guichen remain silent, Shang Wen Dong rushed towards the opponent.

Simultaneously, Shang Wen Dong unleashed the Judge’s Pen, aiming at the opponent’s back.

”Let’s see if there’s anyone in the Tianhe Martial Arts Hall who can actually fight!” the opponent said, turning around, revealing a delicate face.

The face looked young, almost childish, with a playful smirk.

Seeing Shang Wen Dong’s Judge’s Pen coming at her, she didn’t hold back: ”Finally, someone who can put up a fight.”

The iron rod swung up with a whooshing sound, not dodging at all, directly striking towards the Judge’s Pen.

Shang Wen Dong was startled. He didn’t expect the opponent to be a woman, and quite short, but her rod’s momentum felt like a mountain pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe even from meters away.

”So strong!”

Shang Wen Dong, an esteemed Mid Grade expert in the hall, couldn’t have expected such a formidable challenger.

Not daring to confront directly, he quickly dodged the rod while the Judge’s Pen in his hand danced like a lotus, swiftly spinning towards the opponent.

The opponent sneered: ”Nice weapon, but not enough to hurt me!”

The Hunyuan Stick suddenly changed direction and struck the Judge’s Pen with a thud.

The rapidly spinning Judge’s Pen emitted a buzzing sound, lost control, and flew off to the side.

Shang Wen Dong’s expression changed, shocked at the rod technique’s ferocity. As he prepared to retrieve the Judge’s Pen, another strike from the opponent was already upon him.

”Not good!” Trying to dodge, he found the rod too fast, and if it hit, several bones would surely break.

The rod was almost upon him when its force suddenly lessened, merely knocking him back without intent to harm.

The precision of control made Shang Wen Dong feel ashamed.

In a few exchanges, he landed awkwardly, feeling deeply humiliated once he struggled to his feet.

The crowd gasped.

”What an incredible girl!”

”Her rod technique is dazzling!”

”Amazing, truly amazing!”

Shang Wen Dong bowed his head before Ye Guichen: ”Mr. Ye, I have failed.”

Ye Guichen did not blame Shang Wen Dong, waving it off: ”It’s understandable you’re not her match.”

Then he looked over to the side.

Ning Chengwen, eager and excited.

”Thinking of giving it a try?” Ye Guichen asked Ning Chengwen.

Ning Chengwen nodded eagerly: ”This woman is incredible.”

”Alright, if you want to try, go ahead. Don’t use weapons.” Ye Guichen patted his shoulder.

Ning Chengwen grinned: ”Alright, immortal brother, I’m going in!”

He tossed his iron rod aside with a clang and boldly stepped up to the woman: ”Ning Chengwen, here to learn from you.”

The woman glanced at Ye Guichen: ”Interesting, a Cross Training Master? Since I came to challenge, I’ll thrash everyone until you’re convinced.”

She tossed her stick aside, and without wasting words, lunged at Ning Chengwen, fist raised.

Ning Chengwen didn’t dodge, crossing arms above his head to block.

Bam!

With a dull thud, her fist landed on his arms.

Thud!

Unable to withstand her immense strength, he fell to one knee.

Yet his eyes burned with boundless fighting spirit: ”Haha, great! I love this strength!”

His fists pushed outward, scattering her punch. He countered with a blow to her abdomen.

Onlookers were dumbstruck.

Their fight seemed simplistic, with each strike exuding terrifying power.

Fang Yu was in awe: ”Brother Ye, this woman is so strong.”

Shang Wen Dong, equally shocked, saw Ye Guichen observing calmly and couldn’t help asking: ”Mr. Ye, do you know this woman?”

Ye Guichen nodded: ”Of course. She is Gongsun Fengying, Vermilion Bird Tower’s top genius. Her martial arts prowess and cross training skills are incredibly formidable. For you to withstand three moves is impressive. Haha, if that last strike had hit you fully, you’d be dead.”

”What? Skilled in both martial arts and cross training?” Shang Wen Dong was astounded: ”Is that even possible? And she seems so young!”

Ye Guichen laughed: ”The world is vast; nothing is impossible.”

Shang Wen Dong frowned, watching Ning Chengwen and Gongsun Fengying fight. Seeing Ning Chengwen start to falter, he worried: ”It looks like Ning Chengwen can’t hold on.”

Ye Guichen remained uninterested: ”If Ning Chengwen could beat Gongsun Fengying after a few months of training, that would be terrifying. Losing is normal. However, this is a rare opportunity for Ning Chengwen to toughen up.”

Thinking, Shang Wen Dong asked: ”So you’ll let Gongsun Fengying run rampant in our hall?”

”No matter, let Ning Chengwen toughen up first. He should last ten moves.” Ye Guichen calmly replied.

In no time, Gongsun Fengying and Ning Chengwen had exchanged dozens of moves.

She was clearly superior, though she hadn’t used lethal force.

Ning Chengwen, though beaten and bruised, hadn’t fallen, seemingly determined to fight until the last breath.

After a few more moves, Gongsun Fengying lost patience: ”Fool!”