Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots -
Chapter 177 - 173 Exciting Infernal Affairs Begin!
Chapter 177: 173 Exciting Infernal Affairs Begin!
Lei Tianhu couldn’t stand the inexplicably oppressive gaze of Jiang Xuan and took the initiative to attack, hoping to quickly end the match.
He raised his tachi and brought it down squarely toward Jiang Xuan.
The spectators couldn’t see Jiang Xuan’s eyes, but they noticed Lei Tianhu’s impatience, wondering how the arrogance Lei Tianhu displayed when he was picking his opponent disappeared so suddenly??
But a second later, when Lei Tianhu launched the first attack and they saw Jiang Xuan’s move, the people around began to understand—
Facing the mighty attack, Jiang Xuan just sidestepped, effortlessly dodging with a light parry.
Lei Tianhu froze and wrinkled his nose, thrusting his sword again in an attempt to save face, but this time Jiang Xuan simply positioned the blade of his sword horizontally in front of him to block the incoming blade.
Lei Tianhu exerted all his strength, gripping the hilt as he pushed forward, but the blade remained firmly lodged against Jiang Xuan’s sword, not advancing an inch.
After a deadlock of about three seconds, Jiang Xuan slightly exerted force in his wrist, spun the blade effortlessly, but with a robust movement, deflected Lei Tianhu’s incoming blade.
Even the sturdy and robust Lei Tianhu was carried backward by that force, retreating two steps.
Xia Ye: ...
"Damn—" Tang Tianjiao exclaimed in surprise.
The people around the venue fell utterly silent.
Seizing the right moment, a glint in his eye, Jiang Xuan, holding his sword in one hand, swung his arm backward, the blade moving swiftly and forcefully across Lei Tianhu’s cheek.
A second later, the crowd watching couldn’t help but draw in a breath of cold air.
All the swords in their Swordsmanship Hall were blunt, but as Jiang Xuan’s internal strength reached the sword, a bright red scratch appeared on Lei Tianhu’s cheek.
Such a wound, caused by scraping with a blunt weapon, wouldn’t immediately bleed, but it was extremely painful!
Lei Tianhu couldn’t see the wound on his face, only feeling a burning sensation.
The whispering voices of the people nearby made his blood rush fiercely upward, making the cut on his face sting even more.
He regained his composure, pivoted on the floor, and launched another attack.
But he was no match for Jiang Xuan; his attacks were futile, and he ended up taking several more hits on his body, with two conspicuous red cross-shaped cuts on his hand, the skin around the wounds swollen.
Xia Ye watched Jiang Xuan’s movements, her expression becoming increasingly intriguing.
Tang Shiji’s eyes were intently focused on Jiang Xuan’s feet. During the few moves just now, Jiang Xuan had not moved an inch, appearing entirely at ease, whereas Lei Tianhu was sweating profusely, bustling about.
Furthermore, Jiang Xuan had been using only one hand the whole time, with his other hand still casually tucked in his suit pocket as usual, never taken out, all his actions serving as the most powerful mockery of Lei Tianhu.
Humiliated and increasingly chaotic, Lei Tianhu lasted less than five minutes overall; Jiang Xuan’s final sword strike positioned right below the thickest carotid artery on Lei Tianhu’s neck.
The man stood upright, forming a straight line with his sword and arm.
He exerted a tiny bit of force in his wrist, and the blade indented Lei Tianhu’s neck.
Lei Tianhu was certain that with just a bit more force, this madman could slice open his artery.
At this moment, his face was covered in beads of sweat the size of beans, the exposed skin red and swollen with abrasions, with several spots starting to ooze blood.
Those from the Dojo had conspired to trick him with their act!
The one he picked, who was actually among the best of the best, let alone those three, even Tang Shiji probably wouldn’t stand a chance!
Furious, Lei Tianhu clenched his teeth with a ferocious glint in his eyes. Out of all his choices, he had unwittingly picked the hidden gem!
Unable to contain his anger and thinking about how to ambush, the coldness on his neck deepened, and his body instantly tensed up.
Jiang Xuan’s disdainful gaze held no warmth. Suddenly, Lei Tianhu felt a chilling fear down to his nerves, not just in swordsmanship but even psychologically, as if he were suppressed by some significant force, his legs involuntarily softening, his body beginning to submit instinctively.
A ’pang’ sound.
Before the fight, the Wild Tachi that Lei Tianhu had revered like a sacred object, readily worshipped, fell to the ground.
He completely lost his chance to fight back.
The challenge match—lost!
Tang Shiji was dazed for a long while. With just one hand, Jiang Xuan managed to leave countless bruises on Lei Tianhu with a blunt sword.
And whether it was thrusts or chops, every move was executed perfectly.
A plain cold weapon became a sharp blade in the hands of Jiang Xuan.
Tang Shiji truly felt the importance of strength in swordsmanship.
He walked over to Xia Ye in a trance: "Expert, his swordsmanship, it must be your teaching, right?"
Xia Ye: ...
Of course, she had never taught him.
Her gaze slowly returned to Jiang Xuan.
That skill...
What exactly was she so anxious to protect just now??
Jiang Xuan tossed the sword aside, casually rolled down his shirt sleeves, walked over to Xia Ye, and took his suit jacket that she was holding.
Seeing her slightly startled expression, he let out a low chuckle: "It wasn’t from the park practice."
Xia Ye nodded slightly, her suspicious eyes scanning his face: "Why didn’t you use both hands just now?"
Jiang Xuan, looking down, replied nonchalantly: "He didn’t require both hands to deal with."
Xia Ye stared at him for a moment, speaking leisurely: "That seems to be true indeed."
His reasoning made sense, but Xia Ye still felt that his one-handed technique was akin to her playing video games with one hand, as if he was hiding something...
Jiang Xuan was also worried that Xia Ye might notice something amiss, which is why he deliberately used only one hand during the match and did not display any fixed routines or movements, just some ordinary techniques he had seen those disciples use when he first came to the Sword Pavilion.
There should... be no problem...
Red-haired and green-haired strode to the center of the venue and picked up the sword Jiang Xuan had thrown on the ground.
"You’re cheating! That sword must be sharpened!"
"You’ve injured my boss, and now you’re going to pay the medical expenses!"
Tang Shiji scoffed coldly, "Those who challenge us can’t even weigh their own strength, get hurt, and have the nerve to ask for medical expenses, truly laughable."
The green-haired one was still quite arrogant, "That’s if the challenge is legit! But you cheated! You used sharpened swords in the duel! This way, you have to compensate! And this round can’t count!"
"You better stop yapping!"
Midway through his rant, Green Hair was suddenly shushed by Red Hair.
While he had been speaking, Red Hair had drawn the sword’s tip across his own fingertip.
He found...
The blade was blunt, truly not sharpened!
Green Hair, in disbelief, snatched the sword and drew it across his palm.
The weakling had no strength, and couldn’t make a scratch.
Green Hair looked at his palm, then at the wounds on his boss’s face.
Finally, his terrified gaze fell on Jiang Xuan.
It was over.
The sword really wasn’t sharpened!
His boss truly lost!
That meant their Swordsmanship Hall was really going to...
Tang Shiji’s timely warning echoed in their ears, "Since the outcome has been decided, Hall Master Lei better keep the promise he made to us. If he goes back on his word, he can’t blame me Tang for being impolite..."
When Lei Tianhu first came, he actually only planned for the loser to close their hall for a month, but then he saw those three standing outside the arena, and a strategy sprang to mind. He thought he held the upper hand, got carried away, and ended up saying he would shut down his dojo for good if he lost.
Who could have known what would happen next...
The disciples unceremoniously kicked the battered Lei Tianhu along with Red Hair and Green Hair out of the Swordsmanship Hall, then turned to gaze admiringly at a certain hidden big shot.
Tang Tianjiao had intended to show off, but to his surprise, the one who ended up outshining everyone was Jiang the boss.
Looking now at the naturally matched pair, Night Bro and Jiang the boss, each smile and glance seemed to be the daily flirtation between a domineering boss and his sister!
The two stayed in the Sword Pavilion until noon before leaving.
Tang Tianjiao saw them to the door and waved enthusiastically at their departing silhouettes.
"Night Bro! See you at school next week!"
Turning around, he collided straight into his grandfather.
"Grandpa, why are you sneaking up on me like this?"
Tang Shiji’s expression was extremely stern, "I wanted to talk to you this morning. You’re not to call her Night Bro anymore. What sort of sloppy nickname is that? It shows no manners at all!"
Tang Tianjiao fell silent for two seconds, "But... that’s how we call each other at school. You don’t understand, grandpa, it’s affectionate."
Tang Shiji adjusted his Kendo Outfit, "Not acceptable!"
Xia Ye was once the master who taught him swordsmanship, even if he was half a mentor.
His granddaughter now calling him mentor by such a casual name, how exactly does that work out in terms of seniority?
Tang Tianjiao, "Then what should I call her?"
"You can call her..."
Having her call him Ancestral Master certainly wouldn’t be appropriate, but there had to be a way to express respect for a master.
Tang Shiji gave it some serious thought for a moment, "Master Xia!"
Tang Tianjiao: "......"
Grandpa is definitely not normal today!
In the car, Jiang Xuan drove at a leisurely speed, "Decided what you want to eat yet?"
Xia Ye remembered that Xu He, when learning she was going out with Jiang Xuan that day, had said they could come home for lunch.
Xu He figured that she couldn’t prevent her daughter from meeting with Jiang, so why not let them come home more often for a legitimate interaction, with the parents informed, which would be more reassuring.
Xia Ye glanced over at Jiang Xuan.
Would Uncle Jiang be willing to come home with her for a meal?
Would he feel uncomfortable?
Or should they...
Just as Xia Ye was about to speak, Jiang Xuan beat her to it, "I don’t know if it would be inconvenient... to go to your house for a meal?"
Xia Ye paused.
Uncle Jiang always seemed to know exactly what she was thinking.
Until today, when she saw him handling the sword, Xia Ye hadn’t really thought in that direction.
But if you link all these things together...
Jiang Xuan, noting her somewhat dazed look, "What are you thinking about?"
Xia Ye, perhaps motivated by some reason, quickly dismissed the thoughts in her mind.
This time, Jiang Xuan... didn’t read anything in her thoughts.
It seemed she was truly spacing out.
Jiang Xuan, "If it’s inconvenient, no problem, I can take you to..."
Xia Ye suddenly laughed softly, interrupting him.
The girl’s seductive eyes shimmered, and her smile was disarmingly harmless, "Of course, it’s convenient. My mom was just saying she wants us to come home to eat~"
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