Dream of the Red Chamber: Starting with a Chronicle of Tragic Love

As soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of boos erupted from the crowd.

"Is it a girl?"

"Why are girls trying to steal women too?"

"This is boring, boring. What's so interesting about old women fighting? Any man here could easily beat them."

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

Xue Pan originally planned to use the "Tian Ji's horse racing" strategy, relying on the superior martial prowess of Feng Ziying and Jiao Si, and that he would be willing to concede defeat as long as they won.

Hearing that the first opponent was actually a girl, I couldn't help but feel a little envious.

"Brother Feng, Brother Jiao, why don't you let me take the lead in the first round?"

"This situation started because of me, and I would feel quite uncomfortable if I didn't take the lead."

Feng and Jiao exchanged a glance, both understanding what Xue Pan was thinking.

Feng Ziying teased, "You idiot, today's martial arts test is a team competition. You want to show off, but what if the other side sends out their other martial artists first?"

Xue Pan was taken aback, then nodded, feeling that there seemed to be some truth to it.

Well... it's probably better not to go.

Just as he was about to speak, a white shadow swept past in front of the pavilion.

A beautiful and charming figure stood in the center of the field.

"Who from Xue Dalang's family will fight? Xie Baoqin from Jinling awaits you here!"

is her? !

The figure in white turned around in the arena.

On her face, a white veil swayed gently in the wind, revealing a beautiful jawline.

This so-called Miss Xie Baoqin is clearly the same Miss Qin we met at Chongzheng Academy!

"Brother Xue, this person..."

Just as Jiao Si was about to explain, Xue Pan's eyes lit up.

"Brother Feng, Brother Jiao, I'll be right back!"

Without waiting for Jiao Si to stop him, Xue Pan rushed out and ran into the arena.

"My beauty, why aren't you at home dressing up and practicing needlework? What are you doing here joining in the fun?"

"Although Brother Xue is a man who cherishes women, he has announced the martial arts test today, and I'm afraid he won't hold back in his fists and feet!"

Across from him, Miss Qin raised an eyebrow and beckoned to him.

"Brother Xue, why don't you give it a try first!"

"Be careful not to make a fool of yourself and end up losing face!"

Xue Pan frowned.

Miss Xie's voice sounded rather familiar, almost like...

Who does it resemble again?

He rolled his eyes, shaking the distracting thoughts out of his mind.

Who cares? No one can stop me from winning this match!

With a loud shout of "Excuse me!", Xue Pan assumed a fighting stance and charged forward with a yelp.

Before they could get close, a white shadow suddenly appeared in front of them.

He stumbled and fell, his fat face slamming into the mud with a thud.

Even though the soil was soft, Xue Dalang still ended up with his mouth full of mud.

What...what happened?

Is it a ghost?

How come I didn't see anything and then suddenly fell?

Xue Pan propped himself up and wiped his face.

He looked at the veiled girl who was covering her mouth and secretly laughing.

"Little girl, Master Xue tripped and fell because he wasn't paying attention, so it doesn't count!"

"You just wait!"

After saying that, he threw a wild, uncontrolled punch and charged forward again.

Among the crowd, Feng Ziying looked surprised.

"This Six Harmonies Swimming Body technique is unlike that of the Xie family of Jinling; it's more like the 'Long River Rolling Dragon Step' of the former Koxinga."

"But Lord Koxinga is facing a cold reception at court, and I heard he's gone to travel the East Sea. How is it that his footwork has been passed down to this young woman?"

Looking at the scene, Xue Pan had been tricked and tumbled seven or eight times, his head and face covered in mud and grass, looking utterly disheveled.

"I'm not fighting anymore, I give up!"

"My shoes today are so uncomfortable, I feel like I'm going to trip and fall every time I walk!"

"I'm still too soft-hearted; I can't bring myself to lay a hand on the girl! You wait, I'll get my two good brothers to avenge me!"

As he spoke, Xue Pan slunk back off the field.

"Brother Feng, Brother Jiao!"

"Did you see how ruthless that girl was? She didn't hit you, she just kept tripping you up, making you fall and embarrass yourself!"

"You all must help me get revenge!"

As he spoke, Xue Pan picked at his teeth and pulled out several bits of grass.

"In my opinion, Brother Feng's martial arts skills are superior, so let's keep him as a secret weapon to deal with the martial arts champion."

"Brother Jiao, your martial arts are superior to mine; you should be more than capable of dealing with this girl. How about you go ahead?"

Jiao Si shook his head and smiled, then prepared to go on stage.

But Feng Ziying stopped him.

"Brother Jiao, let me go."

"You do not know the depth of this man. This Long River Rolling Dragon Step is a footwork practiced by Lord Koxinga. Back in the East China Sea, he used this footwork to fight against more than a dozen Japanese pirates on his own."

"Just now I saw that this footwork, though less swift as the wind, was agile and mysterious, even surpassing that of Lord Koxinga."

"you......"

Before Feng Ziying could finish speaking, the expression on his face clearly said, "You're not good enough."

Having said that, without waiting for Jiao Si's reply, he leaped into the air and landed in the middle of the field.

"Greetings, Miss Xie, this is Feng Ziying from the Divine Martial General's Mansion."

The girl smiled.

"If it's a martial arts competition, why bother calling someone 'Divine Martial General' or 'Divine Might General'?"

"What, do you think announcing your name in advance will give you an extra advantage?"

"We'll see who's truly capable when it comes to actual combat!"

Forehead......

Feng Ziying choked up and couldn't speak.

Sharp-tongued and sarcastic, leaving one helpless.

He snorted coldly and looked across at the other side.

"As you wish, young lady, let's see how you perform!"

Having said that, he firmly planted his iron horse.

He finally understood the meaning of the "rolling dragon's steps" technique; it all came down to agility.

As for strength, there isn't much.

If I only need to proceed steadily and cautiously, unlike Xue Pan who was so reckless, there is absolutely no reason for me to fail.

Thinking this, Feng Ziying slowly moved towards the other person...

move......

"Hey, Xue Dalang has to be the reckless one, and you have to be the coward. It's really a shame you two are paired up!"

Feng Ziying was startled.

When did this girl come to my side?

He felt a numbness in his head, and then a sharp blow to his ear point.

Feng Ziying's vision went completely black, and she collapsed to the ground, paralyzed.

Who exactly is this girl? How does she even know the "pressure point technique" for petty theft?

When he came to his senses, he had already been rescued by Jiao Si and was now off the field.

Feng Ziying blushed.

But he was interrupted by Xue Pan, who was in high spirits.

"I knew that woman was up to something!"

"Brother Feng, not to brag, but my martial arts skills aren't actually that much worse than yours. It's just that I encountered some sorcery, which is why..."

Clearly, having embarrassed himself first, Xue Dalang felt much better now that his good brother was in trouble with him.

Feng Ziying ignored his nonsense and looked at the two of them.

"Xue the Fool, Brother Jiao, and the Xie family girl, this is a secret martial art."

"Now I have also been defeated. With Brother Jiao's formidable strength, there is absolutely no way I could have won."

"It might be better to forfeit early on..."

But it was interrupted by Jiao Si.

"No."

"We cannot abstain."

"Brother Xue, Brother Feng, we've come this far, how can we just give up?"

"Even if you can't pass the test, don't you want to run into Qian Shuileng again?"

After saying that, he stepped into the arena without looking back.

He slightly cupped his hands and looked at the person opposite him.

"Miss Qin, it's nice to see you again. Thank you for helping me out the other day; otherwise, I would have been eliminated long ago."

Across from her, the veiled girl's eyes shimmered with a mixture of emotions, her expression unreadable, whether it was joy or something else entirely.

"Oh? You mean you're grateful for my kindness?"

"What if I take advantage of your kindness and force you to admit defeat? What will you do then?"

...Huh?

You want me to admit defeat?