Chapter 200 - Challenge
Chapter 200 of "Invincible Little School Doctor" introduces the scene: It turned out, the ringtone of the phone was from the message notification system of... Keep going!
It turned out, the ringtone of the phone was from the message notification system of the Huaxia Dragon Group.
And the sender of the message was none other than âAncient Martial Arts Sky Feather Alliance â Ling Xiaotian,â whom he had just befriended.
However, perhaps Ye Haochuan came up with a witty response, which mocked the sender, bragging like a tough guy, which got the guy quite hot-headed.
The tone in the message was very unfriendly, full of swearing and even challenging to a duel.
Ye Haochuan, who had been worried about not having a chance to avenge Han Dazhuang, immediately replied, âIâd be happy to oblige.â
Afterward, Ling Xiaotian sent a series of angry emoticons and said, âYou brat, daring to challenge our Tianyu Alliance, youâre dead meat.
Just you wait.â
Then, he sent a map similar to the location feature on WeChat, pinpointing the place for the duel.
Ye Haochuan checked the map for the designated duel location, which was not far from Haishan University, and sneered, âThis idiot, just you wait for me.â
After arriving in the kitchen and sharing a passionate kiss with Han Xueâer, Ye Haochuan called Han Dazhuang out.
Han Dazhuang was quite baffled, but once outside the rental home, and informed by Ye Haochuan that they were about to take revenge, he instantly became spirited.
âBrother-in-law, where are they now?â Han Dazhuang asked, clenching his fists.
âYouâll know once we get there,â Ye Haochuan replied.
The two were then ready to take the elevator downstairs, but as the elevator doors suddenly opened, a familiar figure appeared before them.
âMaster!â
It was Jiang Shuying, just right in the elevator.
At that moment, she was carrying various large and small plastic bags filled with household items.
Her dress was simple and modest, the epitome of a homey little woman, refreshing to behold.
Ye Haochuan paused, âWhat are you doing here?â
Jiang Shuying asked instead, âMaster, it seems like we really have a telepathic connection, huh?
I havenât even told you where I rented my apartment, and youâve found it so quickly.â
Telepathic connection?
If itâs really that mystical, wouldnât I have become a fortune teller?
Ye Haochuan smiled wryly, shaking his head, and gestured behind him, âYour junior mistress lives right here.â
âJunior mistress?â Jiang Shuyingâs eyes widened in disbelief, thinking, thereâs a junior mistress too?
Seeing her thoughts, Ye Haochuan glared at her, signaling her to watch her words.
Jiang Shuying immediately caught on, covering her mouth and giggling to herself.
Is the master being too flirty?
Han Dazhuang, standing beside them, was utterly oblivious to their coded conversation.
Ye Haochuan pointed to Han Dazhuang and said to Jiang Shuying, âThis is your junior mistressâs brother, Han Dazhuang, also my brother-in-law.â
âMaster Uncle Han, nice to meet you,â Jiang Shuying greeted sweetly.
Han Dazhuang was taken aback, then hurriedly waved his hands, indicating it was inappropriate.
Ye Haochuan also felt this form of address wasnât quite right.
Although Han Dazhuang was his brother-in-law, he was also being taught martial skills by him, which technically made him a student just like Jiang Shuying.
Moreover, Han Dazhuang was hardly a few years older than Jiang Shuying, and her calling him that felt somewhat odd.
So he said, âShuying, no need to be so formal.
Just refer to Dazhuang as âBrother Dazhuangâ since youâre of the same generation.â
Han Dazhuang immediately agreed, âYes, yes, letâs just call each other as equals.
If you donât mind, I can call you âlittle sisterâ.â
Jiang Shuying had no objections, and soon, she and Han Dazhuang were calling each other brother and sister.
âBy the way, Master, where are you guys heading?â Jiang Shuying suddenly asked.
âThisâŚâ
Ye Haochuan was hesitating about how to explain when Han Dazhuang burst out resentfully, âWe were going to take back our place.â
âTake back our place?â
Jiang Shuying, who worked as a journalist adept at both overt and covert investigations, immediately understood what that entailed and clamored to join in the excitement.
âYou donât have any martial arts skills, what are you going to do there?
Just stay at home,â Ye Haochuan said sternly.
Jiang Shuying immediately looked aggrieved, âMasterâŚâ
Her voice was so coquettish that Ye Haochuan felt his bones lighten a few notches.
Having no other choice, Ye Haochuan then promised to teach her the cultivation method of the Longevity Technique to curb her eagerness to join in the excitement.
Jiang Shuyingâs rented house was right next door to the house rented by the siblings Han Xueâer, very close indeed.
In a sense, Jiang Shuying did have a kind of tacit understanding with Ye Haochuan, which impressed him greatly.
Jiang Shuyingâs rented house was still clean and tidy, though it perhaps lacked a bit of liveliness due to just having moved in.
After teaching Jiang Shuying the cultivation spell of the Longevity Technique, Ye Haochuan then rushed with Han Dazhuang to the agreed-upon place for the challenge.
Ten minutes later, Ye Haochuan and Han Dazhuang arrived at a deserted wilderness.
At that time, the night was cool as water, and all was silent, but Ye Haochuan, guided by his keen intuition, sensed a murderous aura in the air.
With a thought, Ye Haochuan activated his Perspective Eyes and looked out, only to see three figures hidden behind a huge rock some dozens of feet away.
âSince youâve come, why not show yourselves?
What kind of men hide behind rocks, showing head but hiding tail?â
Ye Haochuanâs voice resonated from his Dantian, loud and clear.
A moment later, a burst of loud laughter came from afar, and as the laughter grew closer, three figures appeared in front of Ye Haochuan and Han Dazhuang.
The dim night light did not affect Ye Haochuanâs vision at all.
In his view, among the three men, besides the leader whose cultivation was remarkable, having stepped into the Postnatal Early Stage, the other two were insignificant.
This struck Ye Haochuan as odd, as after befriending each other, he could check the otherâs ID information and the opponent should have seen his as well.
That someone in the Postnatal Early Stage would dare to challenge him, who was in the Postnatal Mid-Stage, was extremely bold.
Something abnormal was definitely a sign of trouble; either this guy had something formidable, or there were some other masters around to back him up.
Ye Haochuan remained alert, but after scanning the surroundings, nothing notable was discovered under his Perspective Eyes within a hundred yards.
Thus, Ye Haochuan refocused his attention back on the leader.
The man appeared quite young, about twenty-five or twenty-six, and had a very handsome face, although his complexion was somewhat pale, and his narrow eyes glinted with a sinister and venomous light.
Coupled with his spiky, mohawk-style haircut, he seemed quite rebellious and nonconformist.
âAre you the asshole with that ID name?â the man with the mohawk asked, his voice carrying a mocking tone.
Although the other had not yet introduced himself, from that sentence alone, Ye Haochuan was almost certain that it was undoubtedly Ling Xiaotian.
Hearing the other insult him, Ye Haochuan felt a surge of anger but chuckled hehe, âSo youâre the guy whose head kinda looks like a badass, Ling Xiaotian, huh?â
âHmph!â
Ling Xiaotian, annoyed, had originally had a rather impressive ID avatar, but it was ruined by that clever retort.
He shouted, âSince weâre from the same sect, letâs cut the crap and compete with our skills!
Hmph, dare to insult me, and I will beat you so badly youâll understand why the flowers are so red!â
Ye Haochuan had long intended to teach him a fierce lesson and was about to make a move when Han Dazhuang came up indignantly and said, âThatâs right, brother-in-law, it was him who maliciously broke my shin.â
Ye Haochuanâs gaze turned icy, and he spoke in a deep voice, âDonât worry, Brother Dazhuang, after I deal with him, Iâll make sure you can personally take your revenge!â