Chapter 195: Martial Arts Hall

Ye Bufan keenly sensed the change in his tone and asked, “What’s wrong, Second Brother? Is something the matter?”

“It’s hard to explain in a few words. Tell me where you are, and I’ll come find you now.”

“Alright, I’ll send you my location.”

As Ye Bufan spoke, he sent his home’s location information, and about half an hour later, Han Shuai arrived at the villa’s entrance.

The He Family’s efficiency was indeed high; while Ye Bufan was sleeping, the main gate had already been replaced.

Ye Bufan went outside and was startled when he saw Han Shuai. His Second Brother was beaten black and blue, looking very miserable.

Han Shuai surveyed the villa and exclaimed to Ye Bufan, “Brother, your house is too beautiful! When did you buy it?”

“Forget the house for now. Tell me about your face. Who beat you like this?”

Saying that, he led Han Shuai into the villa’s living room. After a quick examination, he found that they were just superficial wounds and hadn’t damaged any bones. He then took out his self-concocted Golden Sore Medicine to treat the injuries on his face.

“Second Brother, quickly, how did you get your face like this?”

Han Shuai said, “Don’t even mention it. Last night, I went out drinking with friends…”

Ye Bufan chuckled, “What, you got beaten for harassing a girl?”

“Nonsense, how could I do something like that?”

Han Shuai then began to recount what happened. It turned out that after the Night Not Central KTV incident, he was extremely envious of Ye Bufan’s skills, so he enrolled in the academy’s Martial Dao Hall, hoping to learn a few Moves.

Although the school was on holiday, the director and vice-director of the Martial Dao Hall hadn’t left. They partnered with several other students to open classes and recruit students, earning some pocket money for the next semester.

Han Shuai got along very well with the students in the hall. After practice yesterday, he went out to eat with two other people. Unexpectedly, on their way back, they encountered two drunk Africans harassing a Chinese girl, refusing to let go of her.

The few of them, filled with a sense of justice, went to stop them, but the two Africans, relying on their strong Physiques, didn’t take the three of them seriously, so they started fighting.

Although there were three of them on their side, they were all new students at the Martial Dao Hall. Even with an extra person, their strength wasn’t much different, and both sides ended up with injuries.

They originally thought the matter was over, but unexpectedly, the two Africans found the academy’s Martial Dao Hall today by following the address on their martial arts uniforms. They issued a challenge, stating that they would bring people over to kick the hall tomorrow morning.

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Ye Bufan’s expression darkened. He hadn’t expected these black people to be so arrogant on Chinese soil, not only harassing girls but also daring to come to their doorstep for revenge.

He asked, “Did you accept the challenge?”

“Of course, we accepted the challenge,” Han Shuai said. “Life and death are to be taken lightly; if you’re not convinced, then fight. We Chinese men would rather be beaten to death than scared to death, especially by black devils who come knocking on our door.

The director said that no matter who they bring tomorrow, we will face them.”

Ye Bufan nodded and said, “Good for you, you have backbone.”

Han Shuai said, “We have backbone, but everyone in our Martial Dao Hall are students from our academy, or new students from society. I just feel a bit uncertain about this, so I came to find you.

You come and take charge for us tomorrow. If the opponents are all weaklings, we’ll just wipe them out.

If the opponent truly brings a master, then it will be up to you to act. We can’t let China lose face.”

“No problem.”

As a Chinese person, Ye Bufan felt obliged to help with such matters and immediately agreed. However, he then remembered his agreement with Qin Chuchu and asked, “What time is it, and where is it?”

Han Shuai said, “Tomorrow at ten in the morning, at our academy’s Martial Dao Hall.”

Ye Bufan’s expression turned cold, and he immediately understood. It turned out that Cao Xiaowan’s boyfriend was actually an African challenging China.

Han Shuai asked, “What’s wrong, Xiaofan, is there a problem?”

That day at Night Not Central KTV, he personally witnessed Ye Bufan defeat A Bao with one punch and easily defeat dozens of Ma Jiuye’s thugs.

So, in his opinion, as long as Ye Bufan could appear, their side would be invincible.

Ye Bufan said firmly, “No problem, I will definitely be there tomorrow.”

He didn’t care if the other party was Cao Xiaowan’s boyfriend; as long as they dared to challenge China’s prestige, he would certainly make them pay the price.

“Good for you, Xiaofan.”

At this moment, Han Shuai’s facial injuries were almost treated. He touched his no longer swollen cheek, looked in the mirror, and asked in amazement, “Xiaofan, we both study Chinese medicine, why are you so outstanding?”

Ye Bufan said, “Alright, you either sleep in class or watch short videos. When have you ever studied Chinese medicine?”

Han Shuai chuckled sheepishly, “Let’s not talk about that, Xiaofan. Your skills are so good, can you teach me

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, so I won’t get beaten black and blue next time.”

Ye Bufan said, “That’s simple. As long as you’re willing, I can turn you into a master anytime.”

He wasn’t boasting. With his current Cultivation and Medical skill, helping Han Shuai enter the ranks of a Martial Artist was not difficult at all.

“Willing, of course, willing,” Han Shuai said excitedly. “As long as you can help me improve my Cultivation, I’m willing to give you the position of Second Brother in our dorm.”

“Forget it, you keep the Second Brother position. I can’t take it.”

Ye Bufan said, “You order some takeout first. I’ll go prepare. After dinner, I’ll help you improve your Cultivation.”

After speaking, he turned and entered the Alchemy room he had prepared, beginning to refine the Marrow Cleansing Pill.

He now had a large reserve of medicinal ingredients in his Storage Ring, and soon gathered all the Medicinal Pills for Alchemy.

Half an hour later, the Medicinal Pills were successfully refined. He had refined a total of nine Marrow Cleansing Pills and put them all into a small jade bottle.

After coming out, Han Shuai had already ordered a large table of takeout, all of which were Ye Bufan’s favorite foods.

He said ingratiatingly, “Xiaofan, quickly eat. Once you’re full, you can help me become a master.”

The two of them had a simple dinner. Ye Bufan had him sit cross-legged and chose the Purple Sun Art from his Legacy, a Cultivation Technique most suitable for his Physique.

He first explained the important points of the Cultivation Technique, then gave him the Marrow Cleansing Pill to eat, helping him cleanse his Marrow and bones while also helping him improve his Cultivation.

If he had only eaten the Marrow Cleansing Pill, it would only help Han Shuai improve his Physique. But with Ye Bufan, a Profound Rank master and a super divine doctor, helping him, he also laid the foundation for becoming a Martial Artist while cleansing his Marrow and bones.

About two hours later, Han Shuai felt the surging True Qi in his Dantian and was able to circulate it on his own according to the Purple Sun Art’s circulation route.

In terms of Cultivation, he had already entered the ranks of a Yellow Level Warrior, but his practical combat experience and Moves were far too lacking, requiring continuous Cultivation afterward.

Han Shuai slowly opened his eyes, felt his newfound strength, and excitedly leaped up.

Since he had just improved his Cultivation, he couldn’t adapt to his abilities yet. This jump was too forceful, and he crashed into the ceiling with a bang, stirring up dust everywhere.

Ye Bufan exclaimed, “My goodness, are you trying to demolish my house?”

Han Shuai rubbed his head and shouted excitedly, “Xiaofan, if I meet those two black devils again, I’ll beat them until they’re crawling on the ground.”