The Goddess's Personal Doctor
Chapter 478: Comparing Talents

Chapter 478: Chapter 478: Comparing Talents

When Yang Yu entered the Xia Family Banquet Hall and saw hundreds of handsome men and beautiful women, he too was shocked by the strong lineup before him.

What kind of virtue and ability did he possess to attract the elite young gentry of Yanjing to come out in full force?

Yang Yu was surprised, and so were the elite young men and women: "Is this... Xia Yu?"

"No way? Xia Yu is this beautiful?"

"I heard that Xia Yu always meets people while wearing a human skin mask, she must have taken it off today, right?"

The beauty and intelligence of Miss Xia, who had been whisked away by this guy from Tianhai City, was unbearable to tolerate!

Many Young Masters looked at Xia Yu with blatant desire, growing even more envious of Yang Yu.

Li Chengyang also saw Xia Yu’s true face for the first time and instantly felt as if she had stolen his soul.

Previously he only knew of Xia Yu as the female Zhuge, but he had no idea her beauty was on par with her intelligence!

"What are you guys doing?" Xia Yu glanced at these people, "He Fei, last time you brought your uncle over for advice, it was one thing not to thank me, but now you actually bring people to cause trouble at my house?"

"And you, Xu Jiong, Lin Tian, Cheng Yongjia..." Xia Yu named them one by one, as all of them had received Xia Yu’s favors in the past.

With a casual mention, more than thirty people immediately showed ashamed expressions and subconsciously stepped back.

Li Chengyang laughed, "Xia Yu, we are all outstanding individuals of the same generation in Yanjing. Hearing that you brought the number one Young Master of Tianhai back to Yanjing, we merely thought we should show the host’s courtesy and exchange some feelings with him. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Could it be that the number one Young Master of Tianhai, Yang Yu, can’t be seen in public?"

As soon as Li Chengyang said this, someone immediately agreed: "I heard that Yang Yu was just a bricklayer with a high school diploma, who worked as a cowherd in nightclubs and clung to rich women to achieve what he has today, so it’s quite normal for him to be uneasy in front of us truly outstanding young people."

"Yeah, what does he have that can compare with us? Who can last longer?"

"Hahahaha..."

The men let out sleazy laughter, unabashed.

Their mission today was to embarrass Yang Yu as much as possible.

It couldn’t be helped; who made Yang Yu offend Second Young Master Li?

In the past, Second Young Master Li might not have been worth their flattery, but times have changed. It was said that Young Master Li had made a mistake and was repenting, while Second Young Master Li was being groomed as the successor, so naturally, they needed to develop a good rapport with him.

Facing these provocations, Yang Yu wasn’t the least bit angry: "Only you bunch of chickens and dogs are fit to compare with me? Having a good background doesn’t mean you are better than me. Using your background to compare with me, how insecure are you?"

"Fine then, we can compare other things as well," Li Chengyang said with a smile. "Each of us siblings in Yanjing is talented in various fields. Whatever you can do, they can compete with you in that, making you lose convincingly."

"Right, no fighting though. We are civilized people."

Li Chengyang knew how good Yang Yu was at fighting; competing in martial arts with Yang Yu was purely seeking his own suffering.

"Alright, let’s compete then," Yang Yu said to them, "what are you all good at? Let me see if I can do any of that."

"I’m good at dancing; do you want to compete in dancing with me?" A svelte young woman giggled, "The vulgar dancing you do in nightclubs, I can’t do that, tee-hee."

"Don’t worry, we’ll compete in serious dancing," Yang Yu said. "But I don’t trust you people to judge. I want to post our competition online and let netizens judge, what do you think?"

"No problem," Li Chengyang agreed very readily because he didn’t think that, in competing in other talents, these outstanding young people of Yanjing would lose.

If they couldn’t outfight Yang Yu, they would still shame him severely in other ways!

"Good," Yang Yu said with a smile. "Xia Yu, you film the video and upload it online. Oh, cover up the faces. I wouldn’t want people to see my face later and feel like garbage, making them feel inferior."

"Haha... this guy is too confident."

"No, he’s too shameless, haha!"

"Just a country bumpkin, even if he taught himself talents, how impressive could he be?"

Everyone laughed at Yang Yu, but Yang Yu didn’t bother with them.

Some people just have loose lips, and arguing with them isn’t very meaningful, just smack them with actions and facts.

"Ladies first." Yang Yu said, "Miss, you go first. Remember, dance the one you’re best at so that if you lose later, you won’t feel you didn’t give it your all."

"Hehe." The woman sneered, "Don’t worry, if I lacked even that sportsmanship, then I really would be shameless. Remember my name, it’s Chen Youran."

Chen Youran stepped onto the stage of the banquet hall, and began to gracefully dance.

I must say, this woman truly had something to be proud of when it came to dancing.

The dance she performed was the peacock dance, comparable even to that Yang-surnamed dance master who was renowned in Xia Country for the same dance.

With swaying figures and elegant moves, she genuinely captivated and amazed the audience.

As the dance ended, the place instantly erupted into loud applause: "Good, Youran is truly amazing!"

"She dances so well!"

"Getting to see Youran’s peacock dance, tonight wasn’t a waste at all!"

Very confident, Chen Youran stepped off the stage and said to Yang Yu, "It’s your turn now!"

"No problem." Yang Yu climbed onto the ring nonchalantly, and instantly stripped off his shirt revealing sharp, defined muscles.

"My goodness, this guy!"

"Deserving of being a rich lady’s man, those muscles, even I feel inferior as a man!"

"Uh...I finally understand the joy of a wealthy woman."

"..."

Li Chengyang sneered, "Indeed, can’t break away from the flesh-selling routines, eh!"

Yang Yu ignored what they were saying and played the accompanying music directly.

Boom! Boom! Boom boom boom boom!

The music started with explosive drum sounds, deafening, and Yang Yu danced to the rhythm of this drumming.

Watching Yang Yu on stage performing large dance moves like beating the drum, leaping, and stamping ft, people felt as if they’d entered an ancient battlefield.

Drum beats, sounds of combat, and horse neighing... these sounds, accompanied by the music and Yang Yu’s movements, ebbed and flowed as if Yang Yu was the master of this battlefield.

Blood, fervor, despair, bloodshed... as Yang Yu performed, the audience genuinely experienced these emotions.

This was no dance, it was clearly an unprecedented song of the battlefield!

Boom!

With the final drum sound hitting the ground, Yang Yu stopped, sweat dripping down his distinct muscles, endowing his perfect physique with a roiling of masculine hormones.

The entire hall was silent, utterly quiet!