Reborn Divine Doctor: The Abandoned Girl's Legend
Chapter 146 - 16: Catching the Thief along with the Stolen Goods

Chapter 146: Chapter 16: Catching the Thief along with the Stolen Goods

According to the rules of Hongwu Hall... strength is revered...

"Second Miss Lan, do you mean to..." The voice of Heir Qing carried a trace of doubt.

Before his words could fall, suddenly a light and extraordinary figure glided through, dancing like a colorful phoenix, fluttering as if soaring. With a few thumping sounds, those who had been surrounding Ye Lingyue were all lying on the ground, groaning incessantly, unable to climb back up.

"Listen up, I, Ye Lingyue, challenge Yu Zhao to a duel. If I lose, I’ll accept a body search. But if I win, Yu Zhao will kneel thrice and kowtow nine times, admit his wrong towards Liu Cheng, and from now on, he will cease to harass him," said Ye Lingyue, her Liu Mei eyebrows lifted. Despite being a woman, at this moment, her heroic spirit was astonishing.

Hong Yulang and Yu Zhao were both stunned.

In Hongwu Hall, challenges between martial artists were not uncommon, but for a low-cultivation to challenge a high-cultivation martial artist, and moreover, for a female martial artist who had just arrived for a day to challenge a male martial artist, that was unprecedented.

"Ye Lingyue, don’t think that just because you are Lan Yingwu’s daughter, you can look down on everyone just like your sister. If we really fight, don’t blame me if you end up losing arms or legs," Yu Zhao, caught between shock and disdain, said after taking off his outer garment, his eyes fierce as he stared at Ye Lingyue while a bloodthirsty smile hooked at the corner of his mouth.

The martial artists around hurriedly carried away those who had fallen.

Those people didn’t know what had happened; after they fell, they were like smashed persimmons and couldn’t get back up.

"Young Master Hong, who do you think will win between them?" Heir Qinghai lowered his eyes, hiding the gleam within, and spoke with an air of nonchalance, as though he was simply chatting with Hong Yulang about everyday matters.

"Do I even need to say? Yu Zhao has reached Postnatal Great Success and possesses the Seventh-Grade Martial Arts technique Little Dragon Hand. That bastard is overestimating her own abilities, it’s a joke, laughable to the extreme," said Hong Yulang, who had only met Ye Lingyue once but already found her disagreeable.

"Then why don’t we make a bet? How about your newly acquired Red Horse as the stake? If I lose, I’ll hand over a set of Xuan-grade Treasure Armor," suggested Heir Qinghe.

Heir Qinghe’s words startled Hong Yulang for a moment, who then became ecstatic.

Everyone in Hongwu Hall knew that Hong Yulang had received the Red Horse, comparable to a Fifth Stage Spiritual Beast, as a fourteenth birthday present from Marquis Hong. Hong Yulang had just received it not long ago and had yet to tame it.

Xuan-grade Treasure Armor, even within An Country Marquis Mansion, was possessed only by his eldest brother and his astonishingly talented sister, Hong Mingyue. Though deeply loved by his parents, Hong Yulang only had a Yellow-grade Treasure Armor.

In Hong Yulang’s view, the Lan family’s little bastard stood no chance against Yu Zhao; this Xuan-grade Treasure Armor was practically a gift.

"Alright, Heir Qinghe, then we have a deal. However, in my view, it’ll take no more than ten moves for Yu Zhao to secure the victory," declared Hong Yulang confidently, nonchalantly flicking his folding fan against the back of his hand.

Ten moves, huh... Heir Qinghe simply smiled lightly.

If he hadn’t seen it wrong just now, those martial artists who had fallen couldn’t get up because their vital acupoints had been struck.

Having each strike hit the vital acupoints, this Second Miss Lan was surely not as harmless as she seemed.

By now, a clearing had opened up on the field.

The match between Ye Lingyue and Yu Zhao had begun.

From the start, both utilized Basic Martial Arts.

The technique employed by Yu Zhao was precisely one of Hongwu Hall’s Basic Martial Arts, the Seventh-Grade Martial Arts technique Little Dragon Hand.

This set of Martial Arts, known for its nimble hand movements and vigorous Primordial Power, possessed the might to break mountains and shatter stones.

In contrast, that person from the Lan Residence...

Upon seeing Ye Lingyue’s fist technique, someone couldn’t help but let out a "pfft" of laughter.

It was actually the Nine Tier Martial Arts, Thunderclap Fist.

This fist technique, Thunderclap Fist, is something that these young masters and misses, who have been learning martial arts since childhood, could identify at a glance.

Even the bodyguards of their households practiced Thunderclap Fist. They had assumed that Second Miss Lan, coming from the Lan Residence, would at least know some martial arts from the General Mansion; who knew it would actually be Thunderclap Fist.

Feng Xue and Liu Cheng stood by, their complexions pale from fear.

Liu Cheng was even more remorseful, wishing that rather than enduring this outcome, he would have preferred to be humiliated today and just accept it.

"It looks like there’s no need for ten moves. Heir Qinghai, I must really thank the Princely Heir for the Xuan-grade Treasure Armor this time," Hong Yulang taunted, someone who doesn’t even qualify to learn the Lan Family’s Martial Arts, a mongrel.

Yu Zhao’s Little Dragon Hand was closing in on Ye Lingyue, aiming for the empty door on her back with a palm strike.

Just as Yu Zhao thought he could defeat Ye Lingyue in one move,

he felt as if he had hit an invisible wall.

Yu Zhao hadn’t come to his senses, still thinking he was hit by Ye Lingyue’s hidden move, dizzy and disoriented, when something smashed into his back.

Just as Yu Zhao was knocked senseless by Ye Lingyue’s "Blink Shield," unable to distinguish north, south, east, and west, seven streaks of Thunderflash cut through the air, with seven punches hitting Yu Zhao’s chest, causing his breastbone to emit a cracking sound.

Seven streaks of Thunderflash?

Isn’t the Nine Tier Martial Arts Thunderclap Fist supposed to have only six paths of Thunderflash?

By now, the martial artists spectating had noticed something amiss.

The usually arrogant and domineering Yu Zhao, at this moment, was like a headless fly, completely defenseless,

All his attacks were blocked by the unseen, intangible "Blink Shield." Yu Zhao had no idea it was because of spiritual power; he was in a state of panic, thinking he had run into some Evil Technique.

But it wasn’t over yet, Ye Lingyue’s right hand suddenly changed moves. The pinching force of the Flower Pinching Jade Shattering Hand gripped Yu Zhao’s clothes.

With a ripping sound, Yu Zhao’s upper garment was torn off.

Then another sound ensued, this time, Yu Zhao’s pants were also torn down.

The audience only heard ripping sounds one after another, and soon, the well-dressed son of the Minister, Yu Zhao, was left in nothing but his underpants.

As everyone looked at each other in disbelief, something fell out from the crotch of Yu Zhao’s pants.

"Isn’t that Yu Zhao’s money pouch?!" Feng Xue, with her sharp eyes, immediately recognized the item.

"Well done, Yu Zhao, calling ’thief’ to catch the thief, you slandered me!" Liu Cheng rushed forward, grabbed Yu Zhao, and angrily questioned him.

"The outcome has been decided, and the thief of the money pouch has been revealed. I request Heir of Qinghe to grant me and Liu Cheng justice." Ye Lingyue, with a face neither flushed nor breathless, bowed to Heir Qinghe, and throughout the process, she didn’t glance at Hong Yulang even once.

"It’s a misunderstanding, I clearly already... I... Brother Hong, it’s that woman, she used an Evil Technique, my attacks were all blocked earlier on, she must have used an Evil Technique," Yu Zhao’s face was uglier than if his own mother had died. His pig-like brain couldn’t understand how, when the money pouch was clearly planted on Liu Cheng, it ended up back on his own person.

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