Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 637: A Beautiful Misunderstanding

The live stream comments surged.

[I just love seeing them act like they’ve never seen the world]

[Hahaha, you wouldn’t believe it, but when we say we have Inner Strength, we really do]

[But among all the disciples of the Heavenly Cloud Sect, it seems only the third senior brother’s Inner Strength is special]

[That’s the charm of our martial arts]

[I hate to admit it, but it seems like until now, not many people in our country have Inner Strength, and those who do are basically all in the Heavenly Cloud Sect]

[I want to join the Heavenly Cloud Sect even more now!]

[Dream on, I’ve checked; they don’t take apprentices]

[But to freeze someone just like that isn’t good, especially since they’re foreign guests. What if they get hurt?]

[Are you worried about someone who was teasing others? That person was too frivolous]

[Alright, alright, then why don’t you take the third senior brother’s place and get teased?]

The spectators finally came to their senses after a while, and then started chattering in various languages.

This time, they no longer assumed that Tantai Yi’s delicate appearance meant he was weak. Each one gazed at Tantai Yi with eyes of admiration and respect.

Having understood the truth that appearance can be deceiving, their gaze upon Duan Xiayou and Li Zhou changed as well.

Could it be that these two who appear young and handsome are actually masters too? If the white-haired, golden-eyed gentleman can freeze people, could these two create wind or fire?

Most of their conversation was in foreign languages and private chats. Even with a translator in Tuanzi’s group, it wasn’t easy to catch everything. Even if they did catch it all, it wouldn’t be appropriate to translate private chats directly.

However, the venue was equipped with many cameras and some audio equipment, allowing viewers in the live stream to hear quite clearly.

Some of the viewers understood foreign languages and helped translate, posting it online.

[Pffthaha, they actually think the eldest senior brother and fourth senior brother can cause wind and fire]

[What do wind and fire even mean, this isn’t martial arts, it’s fantasy!]

[I feel like foreigners have a stranger view of us now]

[Then what do they think Miaomiao can do?]

Those foreign martial artists really did start discussing Tuanzi, who had been watching them eagerly.

Initially, someone said, "What if this little kid is also hiding his true capabilities?"

"Impossible," someone confidently objected, "Young, handsome, and delicate-looking might indicate a skilled warrior, but a little child couldn’t be one. How long could she have trained? She probably can’t even pose properly. She’s just a mascot!"

"Yeah, I also think she’s a mascot!"

[Uh-oh, knowing appearance can be deceiving, why not guess boldly?]

[That’s normal, right? Initially, we also thought Miaomiao was just a cute kid who could only act cute and sell adorableness, but later, we all admired her Little Heroine stance]

[I think they should be thankful Miaomiao doesn’t understand]

[The Little Heroine getting angry is really scary!]

The system was similarly grateful.

It had long heard the term ’mascot,’ and in fear of its host losing her cool, deliberately concealed it.

As it translated again, it mentioned the wind and fire but didn’t mention the mascot.

[Miaomiao: Hahaha, Master might have mentioned Inner Strength that’s a bit hot, but I don’t have it, and I haven’t heard of anyone who does]

As far-fetched as this speculation is, it indirectly proves that these foreigners recognize the senior brothers’ abilities.

So, Tuanzi only focused on one matter.

[Miaomiao: What do they think of me? Watching me all the time, are they planning to challenge me one by one?]

The system went silent for a few seconds.

[Ancient Martial System: If you’re so keen on sparring, take the initiative]

It didn’t dare to say that those people had never thought of challenging the host from the start.

Tuanzi rubbed her hands eagerly.

She had always been a social expert.

After dropping any pretense of shyness, she confidently walked over to a curly-haired, black-eyed man.

She had observed for a while and judged that this person had quite good skills among them.

A mature Little Heroine had to challenge strong opponents.

The curly-haired, black-eyed man looked a bit dazed at the little Douding in front of him.

He asked in his native language.

Tuanzi had the system for translation, but since she couldn’t speak foreign languages, she gestured towards the practice field, meaning, "I want to challenge you, spar with me."

The curly-haired, black-eyed man didn’t think of it that way at all. Seeing many people crowded around the practice field, he thought he understood the situation.

"Too many tall people blocking your view of the sparring," he moved his long legs towards the practice area, "I’ll tell them to make a space for you."

Tuanzi didn’t understand.

The system was still pondering how to translate without upsetting the host, but upon seeing Tuanzi happily skipping towards the practice field, it realized the host had misunderstood.

It felt even more conflicted.

The audience was also dumbfounded.

[Is this a complete misunderstanding?]

[If I’m not mistaken, Miaomiao is challenging this person, but he thinks Miaomiao is too short to see the match and plans to make her a place to watch]

[Oh, what a beautiful misunderstanding]

[Curious to see Miaomiao’s expression when she learns the truth]

[You’re so mean, you!]

Tuanzi followed the curly-haired, black-eyed man with a beaming smile.

The man greeted others, quickly making space for her. He turned and waved at Tuanzi, saying in his native language, "Stand here to watch, the view is better."

Tuanzi still didn’t understand, cheerfully stepping forward, graciously gesturing for him to proceed.

The man looked confused, "Are you asking me to watch too? I can see just fine from the back."

Tuanzi was equally puzzled, "Weren’t we going to spar? Why aren’t you going in?"

They stared at each other, wide-eyed.

The accompanying translator noticed the situation and quickly approached to inquire.

He translated Tuanzi’s words.

The curly-haired, black-eyed man widened his eyes, waving his hands urgently, "No, no, no, I can’t bully a child."

The translator glanced at Tuanzi’s chubby cheek, earnestly saying, "She’s really good; she’s very famous in our country, many people know her."

The man shook his head, "Don’t try to fool me. Our country has child stars too, famous and with lots of fans at a young age."

Translator: "..."

He pondered for a moment and then translated the man’s words to Tuanzi.

Seeing Tuanzi’s dumbfounded expression, on the verge of turning into a simplistic drawing, he quickly added, "They’re judging by appearances. Why don’t you show some skills? You’d definitely have many challengers."

Tuanzi snapped back to reality, puffing her cheeks and huffing, "Judging by appearance, underestimating the enemy, they’ll all lose terribly!"

The translator couldn’t be as straightforward as the contestants, "So, do you want to show some skills? I can get you a sword; you could use Master’s Secret Skill, Listening Wave Swordsmanship."

No sooner had he finished speaking than there were exclamations from nearby. They looked over to see that Duan Xiayou had accepted a challenge from a foreign martial artist, and the two were sparring. The opponent used a local combat Swordsmanship, while Duan Xiayou used the Listening Wave Swordsmanship.

After exchanging a dozen or so moves, Duan Xiayou swiftly executed a flower-like flourish, disarming his opponent easily and winning the match effortlessly.

Around them came loud applause.

Many foreigners were inquiring about what this Swordsmanship was.