Chapter 24

The basketball game ended, and the members of the basketball team were all dejected, even the cheerleaders were listless. The spectators in the stands, who had come to support the basketball team, were very excited, however, because they had watched an exciting game today.

"That kid is quite interesting. You few find out more about him for me," the female headhunter smiled slightly and turned to leave the stands.

Huwen Nu frowned as she looked down at the man. This man always gave her a very mysterious feeling. On Ye Qinxue's birthday, he had stolen the show at the birthday party, and now he had single-handedly defeated the basketball team. She was very curious about who this man was and why she had never heard of him before. She planned to ask Ye Qinxue about him when she got back.

The Literature Club was now filled with cheers. They had won today, and it was a big win. All four of the Literature Club's male members had played, and the Literature Club had won against the basketball team. This greatly enhanced their reputation.

"Yan Xu, I remember you said that if we won, you would crawl around the court and bark like a dog, right?" One of the Literature Club boys, who had been mocked by Yan Xu, looked at him and said.

"Hmph, just a stroke of luck," Yan Xu snorted coldly, thinking it was a miracle.

"What, you dare to say it but not do it?"

"Who knows what tricks you used to win. Maybe you colluded with the basketball team," Yan Xu glanced at everyone disdainfully.

"Ah, the athletes are getting worse and worse these days."

"What's so great about your Literature Club? When you need help, you still come to us athletes. You scholars should just focus on your literature. Why don't you compare your training with ours?" Yan Xu pushed through the crowd and walked out.

"If we win, will you bark and crawl around the training field?" Xia Tian smiled slightly. He hated people like Yan Xu, who lacked ability but still belittled others.

"Fine, we have a physical training course. If you can beat our people, I'll bark and crawl," Yan Xu said and walked deeper into the corridor.

"Let's set it for tomorrow afternoon then," Xia Tian said casually.

"Xia Tian, don't take him seriously. I don't even know him. He just heard we were playing against the basketball team and volunteered to help us," Ye Qinxue advised.

Today was a big day for the Literature Club, and Ye Qinxue planned to hold a celebration and a party. However, Xia Tian said he had something to do and left.

Tang Yan was in a bad mood but also very shocked. She was upset because she had lost the game, but she was also amazed because she had discovered a super player. If properly trained, he would surely become a superstar in the future.

But she had to face another issue: she had lost the bet, so she would have to call Ye Qinxue 'Xue Jie' and that annoying guy 'Qin Qin Da Gong Gong' whenever she saw them.

How could she bring herself to say that?

But if she didn't, she would be a coward, which made her even more depressed.

"Xia Tian, where are you going?" Ye Qinxue asked, puzzled, as she saw Xia Tian heading towards the opponents' rest area.

"I'm going to see my little wife," Xia Tian said without turning back.

"Don't take it seriously. Winning the game is enough. If you really go, it will be very embarrassing for her," Ye Qinxue didn't care about the bet and didn't plan to make Tang Yan call her 'Xue Jie.'

That would be bullying, and she was just trying to get back at Tang Yan.

"Good wife, I'm here to see you," Xia Tian smiled at Tang Yan. Seeing Xia Tian, Tang Yan didn't know what to say. She had never met such a shameless person. She had lost, but he didn't need to deliberately come to make her call him, she could just avoid him in the future.

But Xia Tian actually came to her and asked her to call him by the bet's terms.

"Brat, how dare you talk to the boss like that," Fang Li, who had lost the game and was already upset, said angrily. He knew they had lost, but the other team winning was one thing; coming to their side to cause trouble was another.

"Considering my little wife, I won't take it to heart," Xia Tian said, not looking at Fang Li.

"Stop it, Xia Tian, let's go," Ye Qinxue didn't want Xia Tian to cause any trouble. "Tang Yan, let's put our feud behind us. As for the bet, let's forget it."

"Ye Qinxue, what do you mean? Am I the kind of person who can't take a loss?" Tang Yan, who was not one to back down, said. "Xue Jie, Qin Qin Da Gong Gong."

Tang Yan ran out of the gym, too embarrassed to face anyone.

"How can she just run off like that?" Xia Tian, feeling depressed, walked out of the gym. After leaving, he took a taxi back to the old house.

Yan Xu was extremely frustrated. He had come to help the Literature Club to win Ye Qinxue's favor, but instead, he lost face. He couldn't bear this, especially since they had used his words against him, making him crawl and bark on the basketball court. Although he didn't do it, he felt he had lost all his dignity.

He couldn't tolerate losing face in front of Ye Qinxue.

"Minister Li, the Literature Club guys are too overbearing. I came to help, but they were ungrateful, not only humiliating me but also saying that all the athletes in the Sports Department are useless. They won against the basketball team today, and tomorrow they plan to beat us in sports," Yan Xu exaggerated the situation.

"They only have four male members, yet they dare to be so arrogant. They must be tired of living," Minister Li, who had a fiery temper, said.

"Minister, you didn't see their attitude, especially that outsider they invited. He even said that Minister Li is nothing and not even worthy to carry his shoes," Yan Xu hated that Xia Tian, who had stolen the show, and when he scored, Ye Qinxue even kissed him, which made Yan Xu extremely jealous.

"Did he really say that?" Minister Li asked angrily.

"Yes, he also said he would challenge the Sports Department, claiming that our physical training is not difficult and that he could beat all our top athletes," Yan Xu's words made Minister Li furious.

"Yan Xu, go issue a challenge. I'll teach that brat a lesson."

After Xia Tian took a taxi back to the old house, he waited for about an hour before the man in white appeared. The man in white was still dressed the same, with his sword, as if he never changed his clothes, but they were always spotless.

"Master, you're here," Xia Tian said respectfully. The man in white was his father's good friend and had saved his life, so he naturally respected him.

"Your father never mentioned his martial arts because he didn't want you to follow in his footsteps. But since you've already entered this world, I will fulfill my promise to your father," the man in white continued. "Starting today, I will teach you the Man Yun Xian Bu and Ling Xi Yi Zhi."

"Ling Xi Yi Zhi?" Xia Tian had only seen this skill on TV, performed by Lu Xiaofeng, but he never expected the man in white to teach him this.

"Yes, these were your father's famous skills," the man in white said calmly.

"My father's? So my father must have been a great master?" Xia Tian hoped to learn more about his father from the man in white.

"I haven't practiced these skills, so I can only teach you the cultivation methods and internal energy techniques," the man in white didn't fall for Xia Tian's trick and didn't mention his father.

"Master, is it because my father's skills were not as high as yours, so you didn't bother to learn them?" Xia Tian asked.

"I didn't learn them for one reason, which you must remember: greed is a hindrance. Mastering one skill thoroughly is more powerful than knowing several advanced martial arts," the man in white explained.

"Thank you, Master," Xia Tian said.

"Man Yun Xian Bu is derived from the I Ching and the Eight Trigrams, while Ling Xi Yi Zhi focuses on the body's acupoints and precise attacks," the man in white explained the origins and cultivation methods of Man Yun Xian Bu and Ling Xi Yi Zhi to Xia Tian.

When Xia Tian started learning these skills, he finally understood why his father had made him study various subjects from a young age. The I Ching, the Eight Trigrams, and the body's acupoints were all things he had learned as a child.

At the time, he didn't understand why his father made him study these things, but now he did. Without a basic understanding of the I Ching and the Eight Trigrams, one couldn't cultivate Man Yun Xian Bu. As for Ling Xi Yi Zhi, the requirements were even higher, not only requiring knowledge of the body's acupoints but also exceptional eyesight and an understanding of human muscle structure.

For ordinary people, this would be impossible, but for Xia Tian, who had studied these things from a young age, it was like second nature.

It was as if his father had planned everything from the beginning, laying the foundation for this day. Everything seemed to fall into place naturally.

"Your talent is the best I've ever seen. You will surely carry on and improve your father's skills," the man in white left after teaching Xia Tian for an hour, leaving him to practice on his own.