Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 66: Just Asking If You Agree

Chapter 66: Chapter 66: Just Asking If You Agree

Chen Dashan despised people who put on airs the most, and found the demeanor of Liu Qingquan’s Lin Bao extremely irritating.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

On this side, the booming drum sound filled the air, as the host, dressed in a bright red silk cheongsam, entered the stage and announced the official start of the competition, featuring Lin Bao and Peng Hu in the first match.

"Brother Chen, I’m counting on you!"

Peng Hu clasped his hands in a salute, then reached out to pat Chen Dashan’s shoulder.

On the other side, Liu Qingquan took a few quick strides and effortlessly leaped onto the stage.

Watching his agile figure, many in the crowd cheered, "It’s Master Liu, Master Liu has entered the ring!"

"I know Master Liu’s strength. In the past years, he broke iron rods with bare hands and shattered large stones!"

"He defeated a Tai Chi Master in a single move; Master Liu is the real expert."

"That guy is definitely done for..."

Hearing the crowd’s comments, Chen Dashan casually stepped onto the stage, looking indifferent as he faced Liu Qingquan.

Liu Qingquan laughed, "You, a wild card, making it to this stage means you’ve lived a fulfilling life!"

The venue instantly became tumultuous, sounding like thunder.

Waiters shouted, "Place your bets, no more bets!"

The audience also hurriedly took out their money, eagerly placing bets on the match between Chen Dashan and Liu Qingquan.

"Liu Qingquan, I’ve put all my money on you today! Hurry up and take down that clueless kid!"

"Exactly! Liu Qingquan! Don’t disappoint us!"

In the midst of noises loud enough to cause earaches.

Here, Liu Qingquan tried a sneaky trick, hoping to intimidate Chen Dashan by applying a squeezing technique.

But Chen Dashan squeezed back with even greater force.

Liu Qingquan rubbed his slightly painful wrist and sneered, "Huh, didn’t expect you to be quite strong, eh?"

Chen Dashan responded nonchalantly, "Not sure about being strong, but I’m strong enough to handle you!"

"You arrogant brat!"

A vein bulged on Liu Qingquan’s forehead.

After that, he tensed his legs and charged directly at Chen Dashan.

His movements were so fast that the audience couldn’t clearly see what he did.

Before they knew it, Liu Qingquan had already rushed up to Chen Dashan, aiming a hand chop straight at his face!

This hand chop was forceful and carried a strong gust of wind.

An ordinary person would either die or be severely disfigured if hit.

But Chen Dashan casually caught the hand chop.

Afterward, he disdainfully asked, "Is this what the National Martial Arts Association has to offer, or did you not have breakfast?"

"Waaaah!"

Liu Qingquan let out a war cry, trying to pull his hand back and prepare for a second round of attack.

But Chen Dashan didn’t give him the chance.

Chen Dashan’s grip was as strong as steel, firmly holding onto Liu Qingquan’s wrist.

Liu Qingquan was momentarily stunned, thinking to himself that this was bad.

This time, he pushed against Chen Dashan with one foot, trying to tug his hand free like a tug-of-war.

But his wrist, held in Chen Dashan’s grasp, was stuck as if clamped in place, impossible to pull free.

"Damn, how is he so strong!"

Liu Qingquan was so frustrated he nearly swore aloud.

At that moment, suddenly, a series of crisp cracking sounds could be heard from the platform.

Others might not know, but Liu Qingquan, as the person involved, felt it most vividly!

Chen Dashan was actually gradually crushing his wrist!

"Aaaaah!!"

Excruciating pain prevented Liu Qingquan from thinking, and he desperately tried to pull his wrist out of Chen Dashan’s grasp.

Suddenly, Chen Dashan’s palm relaxed.

Liu Qingquan instantly fell backwards, and had it not been for the railing around the ring,

he would have been directly thrown out and declared the loser.

"Hmph! Don’t be so arrogant! I was just testing you earlier, wait till I use my full strength. A brute like you, who possesses only strength, is nothing!"

Before he could finish, Liu Qingquan was suddenly stunned.

Because he realized that Chen Dashan, who had been standing there, had vanished.

At that moment, Liu Qingquan suddenly felt someone heavily pat his shoulder.

Chen Dashan’s deep voice, filled with a chilling killing intent, reached Liu Qingquan’s ears.

"Are you... looking for me?"

Liu Qingquan was immediately so frightened that he couldn’t move.

All his life, he had participated in many contests, but never before had he felt such intense killing intent from an opponent.

If possible, he would have loved to travel back in time and slap his earlier self twice.

Even though it had only been one move earlier, the experienced Liu Qingquan had realized that he was no match for Chen Dashan.

This was not only in terms of strength but also their understanding of combat was completely different.

Liu Qingquan was merely competing in a match, while Chen Dashan... he felt that this man could really kill him!

While there was a stalemate on the stage,

the audience below was perplexed.

These two had only touched twice and now they were just standing there not moving?

What were we watching for then!

Thus, the audience started shouting, urging them to stop confronting each other and to start fighting! Fight! Fight now!

Their shouting was even more fervent than when Liu Qingquan had first entered the stage.

These audience members had all paid a hefty price, and they wouldn’t accept such a mediocre contest.

Chen Dashan, hearing the cheers from the audience, also scoffed coldly.

"It seems today... blood must be seen indeed."

Liu Qingquan, startled, quickly asked, "What do you want to do—Oh!!"

Chen Dashan didn’t wait for him to finish speaking and delivered a whip kick so fast it was barely visible, landing on Liu Qingquan’s stomach.

The kick didn’t seem like it could have been delivered at a humanly possible speed.

After taking the hit, Liu Qingquan flew backward for about five or six meters!

He directly cracked the railing of the ring.

Liu Qingquan lay in a corner of the ring, convulsing like a dead dog.

Dark red blood continuously flowed out of his mouth.

He felt as if Chen Dashan had shattered all his internal organs with that kick!

Obviously, this was not something the audience wanted to see.

Immediately, rotten tomatoes, stinky eggs, along with a few cabbage leaves and angry curses, suddenly stormed the stage.

"Liu Qingquan! You motherfucker, get up! I paid a lot of money betting on your win! If you lose, I’ll flay you alive!"

"Damn, you dare to lose to a youngster, Liu Qingquan you are a complete waste!"

The Liu Qingquan lying on the ground was also filled with fear and anger.

These spectators, who were speaking without any pain, had no idea of the immense pressure one had to endure when facing Chen Dashan.

However, Liu Qingquan, a member of the National Martial Arts Association, could not forsake his dignity.

He saw him propping himself up with his hands on the ground, gritting his teeth, attempting to forcibly stand up to continue the fight.

But as soon as he started moving, Chen Dashan walked over and directly stepped down on Liu Qingquan’s head.

The solid, cemented ground was indented by Liu Qingquan’s head.

Chen Dashan sneered and said, "Let me ask you... do you concede or not?"