My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 203 - 0203: Who Can’t Do That!

Chapter 203: Chapter 0203: Who Can’t Do That!

"Really? Then let’s make a bet, if I can beat you, you return the item to me,"

Tang Ming said with a cold snort.

"Are you suggesting a one-on-one duel?"

Mei Dufeng’s eyes shifted as he asked, "And if you lose?"

"If I lose, I’ll give you another detoxification pill."

Tang Ming said without even blinking.

"Heh, we have the upper hand right now, why should we duel with you?"

Mei Dufeng was a bit confused by Tang Ming’s tactic and still somewhat worried.

"Truly shameless. Aren’t the people of Poison Sect going to accept a one-on-one challenge, or do you only know how to gang up on the fewer? Then, I really have to go out and inquire if your Poison Sect is that kind of third-rate sect that only achieves victory with numbers."

Tang Ming said with biting sarcasm, angering Long Duba behind Mei Dufeng immensely.

He was a Peak of Nine-star martial artist, and Mei Dufeng was also a Nine-star Martial Artist, and he was proficient in poison techniques. In their view, they far surpass Tang Ming in combat experience. If they really relied on outnumbering their opponent for victory, that would indeed be humiliating for the sect if word got out. Considering this relationship, Long Duba spoke up, "Junior brother, go teach this arrogant brat a lesson and let him understand our Poison Sect’s might."

Upon hearing this, Mei Dufeng immediately perked up and said, "Senior brother, rest assured, I guarantee to make this kid regret what he’s just said."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Mei Dufeng had already made the first move, quick as a gust of wind, his hands moving through the air with a series of thunderous noises, showing the formidable strength of a Nine-star Martial Artist was no mere talk.

Tang Ming had long been prepared for battle, keeping his eyes on Mei Dufeng. As the latter took advantage of the moment to start his attack, Tang Ming was not surprised in the least and calmly readied himself.

A punch came thundering down like a massive hammer, with martial energy around the fist twirling like thunder and lightning. Tang Ming did not dare to neglect it, for the opponent’s Nine-star strength was real, and a direct hit would certainly result in injury.

He moved and dodged continuously, his body twisting like a dragon or snake, appearing to be right beside Mei Dufeng, but Mei Dufeng’s punches just couldn’t land on Tang Ming.

Momentum waxed and then waned – Mei Dufeng, after all, wasn’t as experienced and profound as Long Duba. He had wanted to use overwhelming force to defeat Tang Ming right from the start, but had not anticipated Tang Ming’s own movement technique to be just as adept, completely avoiding his attacks.

"Damn it, can’t lose face."

Mei Dufeng felt his martial energy weakening intensively and wanted to finish Tang Ming quickly. He secretly activated his poison skill, and his fists turned into palms.

With each motion of his hands, he released streams of poison powder and gas, enveloping the area and constantly corroding Tang Ming’s body.

"Heh, kid, just wait for your death," Mei Dufeng sneered coldly as his movements became more leisurely.

Tang Ming seized the moment to rally and went from defense to offense, throwing a barrage of punches and kicks at Mei Dufeng.

Mei Dufeng’s punching and kicking techniques were inherently weak, and after depleting some of his strength earlier, he now struggled even more. After a few exchanges, he was running out of steam. Tang Ming took advantage of a gap in Mei Dufeng’s defense and launched a palm strike as fast as lightning.

"Bang"

With a sound, Mei Dufeng took a palm to the chest and flew backward like a kite with a broken string, landing several meters away.

"Junior brother!"

"Junior uncle!"

Long Duba and his two disciples almost shouted at the same time, Long Yi and Long Er quickly went over to help Mei Dufeng up.

Mei Dufeng’s defeat by Tang Ming was like a slap in the face for Long Duba.

"How is this possible, my poison skill had no effect on him."

After climbing back to his feet, Mei Dufeng looked at Tang Ming with a face full of shock.

"Younger brother," Long Duba said, "this lad has hidden his true strength, he’s a Nine-star Martial Artist, and he has ways to resist the corrosion of your poison skills."

"So that’s how it is."

Mei Dufeng looked at Tang Ming, his eyes filling with even more hatred.

"Now that you have lost, you can return my things, right?"

Tang Ming spread his left hand and asked.

"Return them to you?"

Mei Dufeng suddenly let out a cold laugh:

"Elder brother, let’s join forces and kill this youngster."

"Very well, for the sake of the Sect’s reputation, I must play the villain today."

Long Duba flicked his sleeves, and immediately, a powerful Martial Energy made his sleeves flutter loudly.

Long Duba was also a Nine-star Martial Artist, only now he was at his peak, much stronger than Mei Dufeng.

Tang Ming, seeing that the people of Poison Sect were not keeping their word, couldn’t help but curse, "As expected, you are a bunch of shameless scoundrels, agreeing to a one-on-one duel and now ganging up on me."

"Haha, I promised to fight you alright, but I never agreed on how many people would face you. Blame it on your own stupidity, boy, wait to die."

Mei Dufeng sneered viciously, with Long Yi and Long Er also readying themselves in the background.

If the four of them struck together, Tang Ming was well aware that he had no chance of winning, especially since the biggest threat was Long Duba, an overpowering Peak Nine-star Martial Artist—it was already difficult enough to face him alone, let alone with three others.

In a daze, Mei Dufeng took the first shot. With their numbers advantage in the four-against-one scenario, they attacked without any hesitation, their poison skills sweeping through the area.

Then, Long Yi and Long Er quickly joined the fray to assist, while Long Duba stood by, adding pressure to the situation.

Surrounded in a circle of enemies, Tang Ming was pressed into the center and soon found himself overwhelmed. Especially with Long Duba on the periphery, who hardly gave Tang Ming any chance to counterattack—every time Tang Ming tried to repel Long Yi or Long Er, Long Duba would press in, leaving Tang Ming struggling to cope.

"This is no good, if I keep fighting like this, I’m going to wear myself out."

In the thick of the poison fog, Tang Ming made a quick decision and struck a palm at Long Duba, releasing his own poison skill.

Long Duba thought little of Tang Ming’s methods, effortlessly deflecting the attack, but suddenly felt dizzy, losing consciousness without any guard and collapsing heavily to the ground.

Seeing his elder brother faint, Mei Dufeng was shocked and quickly retreated from the fray. A slight sniff of his nose revealed the spread of a toxic gas in the surroundings. He was very familiar with the poisons of the Poison Sect, but what he smelled now was certainly not of their making.

"You can use poison too?"

Mei Dufeng looked at Tang Ming in surprise and asked.

"Did you think you were the only ones who knew how?"

Seeing that the people from Poison Sect had stopped attacking, Tang Ming also ceased his own attacks.

Hearing this, Mei Dufeng immediately took an antidote from his pocket to help Long Duba expel the poison, but after trying three different types to no effect. Not only were the people of Poison Sect experts in refining poisons, they were also adept at crafting Detoxification Elixirs, but now Mei Dufeng realized he had no idea what poison Tang Ming had used on Long Duba, let alone how to counteract it to save him.

"What poison have you used, and why is it so powerful?"

Mei Dufeng looked at Tang Ming and asked in amazement.