Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me-Chapter 509 - 471: Martial Contest_1

Yu Sisi climbed into bed, lay down, then turned to look at Lu Chuan and patted the spot next to her. "Come over here."

Lu Chuan coughed lightly and pointed to a chair not far away. "Well, I exhausted quite a bit of energy infusing Sun Jiahao with power, so I need to cultivate tonight to recover. I won’t get into bed. That chair seems just right for me."

A fierce aura filled the room in an instant as Yu Sisi glared at Lu Chuan, her voice lowering a notch. "Come over here!"

Left with no choice, Lu Chuan walked over obediently and lay down next to Yu Sisi.

Yu Sisi rolled over, embracing Lu Chuan. "Put your hand on me."

Lu Chuan: "Ah? Is that okay? Didn’t you say this is Ling’er’s body and that I shouldn’t touch it?"

Yu Sisi commanded sharply, "Hurry up, and stop talking nonsense!"

Lu Chuan reluctantly placed his hand on Yu Sisi’s buttocks. "Is it okay to put it here?"

Yu Sisi’s face immediately turned livid as she bellowed, "I meant for you to hold me, not to take advantage of me!"

Frightened, Lu Chuan quickly moved his hand up to her back. "Then you should’ve just directly told me to hold you, not to ’put my hand on you’. How was I supposed to know what you meant?"

Angered, Yu Sisi glared at Lu Chuan, once again feeling the urge to rough up this fellow, before she finally bit down on his shoulder.

Lu Chuan howled in pain. "Why are you biting people now?!"

Yu Sisi felt somewhat relieved after venting, then continued holding Lu Chuan. "Hold me and go to sleep."

With an aggrieved expression, Lu Chuan didn’t dare say anything else and wrapped his arms around Yu Sisi.

Resting her head on Lu Chuan’s arm, Yu Sisi closed her eyes and gradually fell asleep. Before long, her breathing became even.

Lu Chuan was somewhat surprised. He had expected Yu Sisi to play some sort of trick on him, but she had simply wanted him to hold her while sleeping.

Feeling the steady rhythm of Yu Sisi’s breathing, Lu Chuan also calmed down, closed his eyes, and began to breathe rhythmically, commencing his cultivation.

Yu Sisi had a peaceful night’s sleep, without any sleep-talking.

The next morning, Lu Chuan began teaching Sun Jiahao top-grade combat techniques and also passed on an Earth Rank top grade martial arts skill.

Lu Chuan had intended to pass on a Sky Rank martial arts skill, but considering that he and Yu Sisi were only in White City for the Yang Restoration Stone and would soon leave, he thought better of it. Giving Sun Jiahao a Sky Rank skill could potentially bring him trouble, so he settled for an Earth Rank top grade skill instead. This ensured Sun Jiahao would have decent strength without attracting the attention of more powerful martial artists.

Moreover, the lower-ranked martial arts skill Lu Chuan taught Sun Jiahao was a combination skill. When viewed separately, each move had the prowess of an Earth Rank top grade martial arts skill, and once he fully mastered the combination, he could even display the power of a Sky Rank martial arts skill.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed. Under Lu Chuan’s tutelage, Sun Jiahao gained enormous confidence in his own abilities, even mastering one move from the Earth Rank skill, which was testament to his genuine martial talent.

Meanwhile, every night for those three days, Yu Sisi would wrap her arms around Lu Chuan while sleeping, as if it comforted her in some way. Naturally, Lu Chuan didn’t dare complain. He obediently held Yu Sisi each night and refrained from doing anything inappropriate.

The last day of the martial competition for the marriage proposal.

In front of the Wen City Martial Arts Hall.

Duan Shuiliu sat on the platform, appearing utterly bored.

Because in the previous days, all who were confident to challenge had already done so, the last day was almost over without a single challenger appearing.

Despite the absence of challengers, the number of people in front of the platform continued to grow because Li Wencheng had announced that, at the end of today’s competition for marriage, he would declare Duan Shuiliu’s engagement to his daughter and distribute wedding candy to the crowd. These people were there for the excitement.

"The eldest senior brother of Wen City Martial Arts Hall is truly formidable. He’s defended the platform for seven days straight, and no one in White City could beat him. Looks like Li Wencheng’s beautiful daughter is going to end up with this young man."

"I have to say, Li Wencheng’s daughter is indeed beautiful and has a great figure. If I weren’t past the age limit of thirty, I would have definitely gone up to challenge him."

"I heard that Li Wencheng set up this competition because his daughter has someone she likes. That person should have come to challenge Duan Shuiliu. How come after so many days, we have yet to see him?"

"You don’t know about this, but the guy Li Wencheng’s daughter likes is a doctor, a researcher, not a martial artist. If he came to challenge Duan Shuiliu, he would probably get beaten to death."

"When will this competition end? Nobody’s going to challenge him anyway, so why not just announce the end earlier? I’m looking forward to grabbing some wedding candy!"

...

Soon after, Li Wencheng, the master of Wen City Martial Arts Hall, walked out with a group of his disciples.

With only half an hour left until the close of the arranged competition, he was naturally there to announce Duan Shuiliu and Li Ruohan’s marriage.

Seeing Li Wencheng approaching, Duan Shuiliu quickly stood up, bowed respectfully with his fist in his palm, then said, "Master, it seems that no one else is coming to challenge today. Everyone seems to be getting impatient, so why not announce the end of the competition early? Waiting any longer is unlikely to change anything."

The spectators who were there for excitement also chimed in, urging Li Wencheng to declare the competition over, as they were eager for the wedding candy.

Considering the situation, Li Wencheng thought ending it early wouldn’t be an issue and said with a smile, "Alright, since everyone can’t wait, there’s no need to waste another half hour. So, I hereby declare that this martial competition for marriage..."

"Wait a moment!"

"I want to participate in this martial competition for marriage!"

A shout suddenly interrupted Li Wencheng.

The crowd turned to look in the direction of the sound.

The newcomers were none other than Lu Chuan, Yu Sisi, Li Ruohan, and Sun Jiahao, who had hurried over.

And the one shouting was none other than Sun Jiahao.

"Isn’t that the kid who’s head over heels for Li Wencheng’s daughter? Wasn’t it said he’s just a scholar who has never practiced martial arts? He actually dares to challenge Duan Shuiliu? Has he lost his mind?"

"He’s probably trying to make one last stand for the one he loves, but it’s just impossible. How could someone who has never practiced martial arts beat a Grade 9 Grandmaster!"

"I thought this martial arts tournament for marriage was about to end, but who could have thought we’d stumble upon such an entertaining scene? Today’s visit was not in vain!"

...

When Li Wencheng saw Li Ruohan and Sun Jiahao, his brows instantly knitted together. He stepped forward and barked, "You’re being ridiculous! You want this kid to join the martial arts tournament for a potential marriage. Are you not afraid he’ll get killed?"

Li Ruohan raised her head and said, "The martial arts tournament for marriage is open to all the men in White City who are under thirty. Why can’t he participate? Besides, it’s not over yet. You can’t stop him from participating just because you disapprove of him!"

Sun Jiahao also spoke with solemnity, "Uncle, since you’ve hosted this martial arts tournament for marriage, then we must follow the rules and not treat anyone differently. Otherwise, your tournament will have no credibility, and Ruohan will definitely not accept the result of this marriage contest!"

Li Wencheng narrowed his eyes. He wanted to scold Sun Jiahao, but upon further thought, he realized this was an opportunity to completely sever the connection between Li Ruohan and Sun Jiahao.

As long as Sun Jiahao lost to Duan Shuiliu, Li Ruohan would have no reason to refuse marrying Duan Shuiliu!

So he replied coldly, "Be that as it may, since you insist, I won’t stop you. But think it over. There is no life or death on the stage. If you end up dead or crippled, don’t blame me for not warning you!"

"Since I’ve dared to come, it means I’m prepared!" Sun Jiahao didn’t hesitate anymore and directly ascended the stage.

Duan Shuiliu, seeing Sun Jiahao, couldn’t help but show a cold smile. He said, "Do you really think by challenging me now, you can prevent Ruohan from marrying me? Not only will this do nothing to change the outcome, but it will also give me the chance to thrash you thoroughly. Do you think it’s worth it?"

Sun Jiahao snorted coldly and said, "Don’t be so sure of yourself, you might not be able to defeat me!"

Duan Shuiliu laughed heartily, saying, "What, do you really think you’ve gone from a weakling incapable of trussing a chicken to a master who can stand against a Grade 9 Grandmaster like me in just a few days? Stop joking around, will you!"

"Whether I’m joking or not, let’s find out!" Sun Jiahao assumed a fighting stance.

Duan Shuiliu’s eyes narrowed. The Grandmaster’s aura unfolded in its entirety, "If you’re seeking death, then I’ll oblige!"

The crowd, sensing the full force of Duan Shuiliu’s Grade 9 Grandmaster aura, couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.

"It looks like he’s going all out this time. I doubt that delicate boy can withstand even one of his moves."

"This must be the true strength of Duan Shuiliu. He’s been holding back in his previous challenges."

"A Grade 9 Grandmaster is truly terrifying. Li Wencheng has indeed taken on a good disciple!"

...

Without a moment’s hesitation, Duan Shuiliu charged at Sun Jiahao. He didn’t intend to pull any punches because he wanted Sun Jiahao to realize he was completely outclassed as his opponent.

A punch filled with the force of a Grade 9 Grandmaster smashed towards Sun Jiahao.

The crowd couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat for Sun Jiahao.

Li Wencheng also squinted his eyes, not expecting his disciple to make such a fierce move straight away. For an ordinary person like Sun Jiahao, taking such a punch could very well be fatal.

"He’s brought it upon himself, so he can’t blame others if it ends badly for him."

Watching the punch from Duan Shuiliu smash towards him, Sun Jiahao showed no sign of panic. After channeling his internal power, he reached out and grabbed Duan Shuiliu’s fist.

A strong force dispersed in all directions, causing a gust of wind to arise.

The anticipated image of Sun Jiahao being slammed away didn’t occur. Instead, he stood his ground, unmoved and effortlessly withstood Duan Shuiliu’s full-powered strike!

This scene shocked everyone!

"How is this possible!"

"He actually caught the full-force strike of a Grade 9 Grandmaster!"

"Am I seeing this right? I thought you all said he wasn’t trained in martial arts!"

...

The whole place suddenly erupted.

Li Wencheng, too, wore an expression of disbelief, "How is this possible? The way he channeled his power just now was in no way inferior to Duan Shuiliu. But he’s clearly not a martial artist!"

Only Li Ruotong, at this moment, was overcome with excitement, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. She knew that this time, no one could stop her and Sun Jiahao from being together!

On the stage, Duan Shuiliu was also stunned, astonished that his uncompromising strike had been so easily caught.

He looked at Sun Jiahao, his heart involuntarily filled with a measure of wariness.

Sun Jiahao looked back at him and said indifferently, "You’re nothing special after all!"

Then a powerful force erupted, forcing Duan Shuiliu back to the edge of the stage.