Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 175 Challenge from Senior Brother

Chapter 175: Chapter 175 Challenge from Senior Brother

"Senior brother..."

Wu Hongling, anxious, frowned and said, "You are no match for Master Chen, by doing this..."

Feeling helpless, Wu Hongling knew Dashan’s strength well. Adding the platform contest from last time to Dashan’s performance today, she dared to affirm that Dashan was an Inner Strength Master, whereas Du Xinyuan was clearly no match for him.

The goddess he thought about day and night actually looked down on him so much that Du Xinyuan felt his lungs were about to explode with anger.

Turning his head and looking at Dashan with a challenging tone, he said, "Are you scared?"

Dashan almost laughed. He didn’t want to bother with him at first, but this youngster was asking for death. He said coldly, "Speak, how shall we compete?"

"If I lose, I will kowtow and apologize to you, and if you lose, you will have to kowtow and apologize to me."

Du Xinyuan gritted his teeth.

Dashan said coldly, "It’s agreed then!"

Their gazes met, filled with the smoke of battle.

Wu Hongling didn’t know what to do for the best, she looked at Du Xinyuan with concern, but she could only follow behind them both to the platform.

...

A quarter of an hour later, at the Feiyun Villa platform.

Around 11 o’clock noon, the villa was sparsely populated. Plus, Wu Hongling didn’t want Du Xinyuan to lose face, and had instructed in advance that no one from the villa should come near, so when the three of them arrived at the platform, there was no one else around.

Du Xinyuan took a few quick steps, rushing onto the platform first.

He wanted to make Dashan beg for mercy at his feet and to show his junior sister who the real strong one was.

Seeing Dashan step onto the stage, Wu Hongling followed behind Dashan and cautiously said, "Master Chen, please be merciful. My senior brother and I are close as siblings, you..."

"Hongling, shut your mouth!"

On the platform, Du Xinyuan shouted angrily.

He couldn’t understand why his normally proud junior sister was being so humble in front of this damned man, and Du Xinyuan felt a pain in his chest from the anger.

Seeing Dashan enter the arena, he couldn’t wait to give Dashan a bloody lesson.

"Ah!"

"Die, you cur!"

Du Xinyuan shouted angrily, clenching his fist and charging at Dashan. With the strength of an Outer Strength Peak, his speed was fast, and the power behind his fist was sharp—one could feel the hot wind before the fist even arrived.

Dashan didn’t move an inch, as in his eyes, Du Xinyuan’s actions were incredibly slow.

At that moment, Du Xinyuan had used all his strength, determined to make Dashan kneel and beg for mercy. But before he could approach Dashan, Dashan, with his hands behind his back, raised his foot for a kick.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise as Du Xinyuan got kicked away by Dashan’s foot, the force was immense. Du Xinyuan was kicked from the middle of the platform, directly flying several meters away and the tremendous impact caused his body to crash into the protective barrier around the platform.

His body then rebounded back, landing heavily on the ground.

"Pfft!"

Du Xinyuan lay on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, one hand clutching his chest in pain that distorted his face, while looking up at Dashan.

Dashan stood in the middle of the platform, looking down at Du Xinyuan from above, and said leisurely, "Do you still want to fight?"

His man’s pride trampled, Du Xinyuan clenched his teeth, trying to rise from the ground, his chest felt as if it was ripping open with a piercing pain.

Du Xinyuan was shocked. Dashan’s strength was greater than he had imagined.

"Senior brother, you can’t beat him!"

Wu Hongling, her face full of worry, stood below the platform, looking up and urging Du Xinyuan to give up.

The more Wu Hongling looked down on him, the more Du Xinyuan wanted to prove himself, but what he didn’t expect was that Dashan’s strength was so strong that he couldn’t even get near him, let alone fight.

Du Xinyuan propped himself up on the protective belt and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.

With a fierce glare, he stared at Chen Dashan, panting heavily, "I was careless just now, I don’t believe there can be such a young Inner Strength master in this world."

Having said that, Du Xinyuan once again gathered his strength and moved toward Chen Dashan.

His speed was slower this time, his steps unsteady; it seemed the kick he had suffered earlier had seriously injured him.

Chen Dashan didn’t give him a chance, seizing the moment to land another hefty slap before Du Xinyuan could get close, sending him flying out and sprawling, motionless on the platform.

"Senior brother!"

Wu Hongling’s pupils shook as she quickly rushed onto the stage.

Once on the stage, life and death were disregarded!

She and Du Xinyuan had grown up together, and though they had no romantic feelings for each other, they still shared a bond like siblings, and she didn’t want Du Xinyuan to get hurt because of her.

"Wu Hongling, watch out!"

Before Wu Hongling could get close to Du Xinyuan, Chen Dashan launched an attack. Wu Hongling’s brows knitted slightly as she instinctively dodged Chen Dashan’s strikes, feeling a spark of anger within her.

Chen Dashan had beaten up her senior brother at Feiyun Villa, and now he was challenging her.

He was showing no respect for Feiyun Villa!

"Thirty-six teeth clack, hands cradle Kunlun, left and right ring the heavenly drum, hear twenty-four degrees..."

As Chen Dashan struck, he led Wu Hongling’s moves, corresponding to the Heart Method Mantra. Wu Hongling shuddered upon hearing it, recognizing the mantra.

Instantly, with a clear mind, she followed Chen Dashan’s guidance and mantra, practicing each move and gesture.

Du Xinyuan, lying on the ground, watched the ambiguous contest between the two with rage, spitting out another mouthful of fresh blood.

After half a quarter of an hour.

Wu Hongling was drenched in sweat, gasping for breath, her face radiant and her eyes bright with joy. Her ample chest heaved with her quick breaths, quivering continuously.

Her beautiful eyes fixed on Chen Dashan, unable to hide her joy and reverence.

"How do you feel?"

Chen Dashan asked.

Wu Hongling panted, a slight smile on her lips. She dropped to one knee and, with a salute, said, "Disciple Wu Hongling, pays respect to Master!"

Chen Dashan laughed, eyeing his new disciple with satisfaction.

Her aptitude was good; she had learned after just one lesson, and key to it was her smashing figure. What teacher wouldn’t want to teach such a beauty?

"Junior sister..."

Du Xinyuan, still lying on the ground, looked on in disbelief, his fists pounding the floor with frustration.

No matter how he called out, Wu Hongling was unmoved, turning to Chen Dashan and declaring, "From today onward, I will strictly follow Master’s teachings, and no one shall question Master’s strength."

"In just a few short minutes, under Master’s guidance, I’ve progressed more than I did in three arduous years of practice, as if the bottleneck I faced before has started to loosen."

Wu Hongling was radiant with joy, for nothing was more important to a Martial Arts Fool than an improvement in cultivation.

Upon hearing Wu Hongling’s words, Du Xinyuan went rigid on the spot. He had lost!

Chen Dashan’s strength was beyond what he could have imagined; he was utterly convinced of his defeat.

"Rise,"

In the center of the ring, Chen Dashan bent over to help Wu Hongling up from the ground. His eyes fixed on her protruding chest, he said with a mischievous grin, "As I said before, taking a disciple requires sincerity, and the Heart Method has been imparted to you; now it’s time for you to keep your promise."

"I..."

Wu Hongling, her cheeks flushed with shyness, gazed at Chen Dashan’s handsome face, bowed her head, and slipped the neckline of her shirt down to her fragrant shoulders.

One round and soft hemisphere was half exposed, causing Chen Dashan’s throat to go dry with desire.