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Looking at me, Solemn asked, "Are we heading back now?"
I chuckled, "If you don't want to leave, you might as well stay here and keep the female ghosts of J Country company. It would also showcase the charm of our men from Our Country!"
Solemn pushed me away, saying, "Get lost! I'm not that desperate yet!"
With Ruo Yu taking care of things at the police station, I felt at ease. So I had Solemn take me home to sleep.
As soon as I stepped inside, Xuan rushed over. In my busyness, I had completely forgotten to feed him. I quickly went to San Zhu Qing Xiang.
Only then did he settle down a bit. I went straight upstairs and buried myself under the covers, falling into a deep sleep.
I was jolted awake again by the urgent ringing of the phone.
I reached for the phone and weakly said, "Hello?"
On the other end was Solemn's frantic voice, "This is bad. Something big has happened!"
I pulled the receiver away a bit but could still hear Solemn's voice. Once he calmed down a little, I said, "If there's something going on, just hang up. I need to catch up on my sleep!"
Solemn's tone turned serious, "A delegation from J Country just arrived, and their first stop is H Medical University. Accompanying them are people from the Special Investigation Bureau."
People from the Special Investigation Bureau? What kind of trouble were these short-statured folks stirring up? What were they doing at H Medical University?
Before I could ask further, Solemn rattled off everything in one breath. "Ling Feng, you have no idea how those J Nationals are; their eyes practically reach their foreheads. One of the Special Investigation Bureau guys couldn't stand it and challenged them to a match. He ended up getting beaten half to death! Now our side is furious; if it weren't for the leaders holding us back, we would have already started fighting. Right now, the J Nationals have set up a challenge: three matches, and whoever wins two stays. There's only one match left."
Solemn swallowed hard and continued, "This is about Our Country's face! Ling Feng, if you can't win this fight, how will you face our Jiangdong folks?"
"Wait a minute, did I agree to anything?" I interrupted Solemn's rambling.
Solemn sounded surprised. "Ling Feng, are you even a man? They've already bullied us right to our doorstep, and you still want to stand by and do nothing? I used to think you were decent..."
I was met with a busy signal. After hanging up, I took a taxi directly to H Medical University.
This was intolerable. Did these little bullies think they could trample over my great nation? How dare they act so arrogantly on our turf?
From a distance, Solemn spotted me and hurried over like a sycophant, grinning with obsequiousness. "Ling Feng, you're the only real man here. I knew you wouldn't miss this. I was right about you."
The arena was set up in the indoor gymnasium, and there were only a few spectators. To my surprise, I recognized someone familiar; it turned out that the Special Investigation Bureau had sent him here!
Han Che greeted me with a smile as I approached. "Ling Feng, long time no see!"
I extended my hand for a shake. "Yeah, it's been a while."
Then I noticed that the other people present were also old acquaintances: Lu Yao, Cai Ning, and Ren Yi from the reservoir case. There were also local figures Ji Kun, Qiu Yang, and Lu Yuan!
Leading the group from J Country was a middle-aged man in a suit with a handlebar mustache.
Solemn leaned in to whisper to me, "The leader is called Yamamoto Taro. The six people behind him are his disciples, while the others are just accompanying personnel."
One guy, sporting an Eastern curved sword at his waist, was acting like a clown, gesturing wildly at us with an extremely arrogant expression. Whatever he was saying surely wasn’t pleasant.
The translator beside me turned red in the face, unsure whether to translate or not! I waved my hand dismissively. "A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory. No need to translate; we don't want to dirty our ears with their nonsense."
I gave a thumbs-up and then slowly turned it down as I walked to the center of the arena. These fools were truly overconfident; if I didn’t make them cry for their mothers today, then I certainly didn’t deserve the surname Ling.
Yamamoto Taro glanced at me and started chattering away with his followers. After some arguing, a woman with a stunning figure and shoulder-length hair approached me.
"Matsushima Kazumi, pleased to meet you!" She slightly bowed forward.
"Ling Feng!" I returned the gesture.
Matsushima Kazumi was dressed entirely in black, her face covered by a veil that revealed only her eyes.
I hadn’t even processed what was happening when I lost sight of Matsushima Kazumi. Her speed was astonishing!
A ninja! A female ninja!
I felt the flow of air around me, and suddenly, a long sword shot up from the ground. Luckily, I reacted quickly and dodged it; otherwise, I would have lost my leg.
I didn’t expect that this was just a sparring session, yet Matsushima Kazumi came at me with lethal intent right from the start. Initially, I had planned to go easy on her since she was a woman, at least not to make her lose too embarrassingly.
But my temper flared. I pulled out the Ruyi Stick and slammed it down onto the ground, forcing Matsushima Kazumi to reveal her true self.
Matsushima Kazumi leaped high into the air and casually threw a concealed weapon at me. The star-shaped projectile was all deflected by my Ruyi Stick.
Seizing this opportunity, Matsushima Kazumi closed the distance and swung a gleaming J Country Longsword at me from an incredibly tricky angle.
I didn’t dodge; I took her strike directly as the sword pierced my shoulder. With all my strength, I swung the Ruyi Stick hard at her waist.
Matsushima Kazumi didn’t expect me to fight back like this, so despite her speed, she couldn’t match the reach of my Ruyi Stick.
One sword for one stick; I didn’t come out too badly. I had put all my strength into that swing.
I pulled the sword out of my shoulder and tossed it aside, where it quivered as it embedded itself in a nearby wooden door.
Matsushima Kazumi lay on the ground, motionless. I walked over slowly with my Ruyi Stick in hand.
Just as I was about to deliver another blow, Matsushima Kazumi suddenly executed a swift roll and attacked my lower body with her legs like scissors.
The Ruyi Stick was long, but in close combat, its usefulness diminished. Moreover, since she wasn’t using any weapons, I didn’t want to be seen as bullying her, so I retracted the Ruyi Stick.
In close quarters, I had never feared anyone. With over ten years of hard training under my belt, how many ordinary people could match that?
Eastern Ninja Techniques thrived on deception and surprise. My strength lay in solid combat skills.
Fortunately, my senses are much sharper than those of an ordinary person. With Fo Xi as a medium, it was impossible for Matsushima Kazumi to launch a surprise attack on me!
For a moment, we found ourselves in a stalemate. I wasn't in a hurry; I could afford to take my time. Let's see who can last longer!
After a while, Matsushima Kazumi's speed noticeably decreased. I seized the opportunity and delivered a punch directly to her chest!
Matsushima Kazumi clutched her chest and took a few steps back. Just as she was about to advance again, a voice stopped her. She shot me a resentful glance before turning back to stand behind Yamamoto Taro.
Curious, I asked, "Is this their way of admitting defeat?"
Yamamoto Taro replied, "Indeed, heroes emerge from youth. Aimi is still young and naturally not a match for Ling Sang!"
I was taken aback; that turbulent energy was still youthful? This development seemed a bit too good!
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