Chapter 35: Do You Want to Be My Woman?

Chapter 35: Do You Want to Be My Woman?

"Senior Brother, you are no match for him."

The people in the Arctic Judo Hall laughed, but Ivanova said that Zhou Lang could leave a footprint on a concrete floor with a single kick, so his attack power was obviously formidable, and thus, Krylov could never be a match for Zhou Lang.

"Then I must spar with him. I want to see where this invincible warrior you chose is stronger than me, to make you so enamored with him."

Krylov sneered and immediately lunged at Zhou Lang.

He was worthy of being the head of the Judo Hall; the moment he attacked, he was like a Siberian wolf, fierce and swift. Most people would likely have been scared weak at the knees if targeted by such a person.

Zhou Lang calmly stepped out from beside Ivanova, and the moment Krylov was about to grab him, he slightly turned his body and slammed his shoulder into Krylov.

Krylov's massive body was instantly sent flying, backward for four or five meters, before crashing to the ground.

Fortunately, Zhou Lang did not use a heavy hand; he used finesse. Apart from his buttocks aching from the fall, Krylov did not suffer any injuries.

However, this move by Zhou Lang had already stunned many people. No one had expected that Krylov would be sent flying by Zhou Lang in a single move. Even Ivanova felt shocked, because in Russia, Krylov was a famous warrior, and his Judo mastery was definitely among the top in all of Russia.

"Everyone, attack together! Junior Sister is mine. I will protect her for a lifetime. I cannot give her up to this man!"

How could Krylov be willing to accept defeat? He let out a tiger-like roar and stood up from the ground.

With his shout, a dozen other Russian men immediately surrounded them, encircling Zhou Lang and Ivanova.

"Krylov, if I defeat all of you, will you agree to stop pestering your Junior Sister?"

Ivanova was terrified when she saw her Senior/Junior Brothers preparing to besiege Zhou Lang, but Zhou Lang said calmly.

"If you can defeat the fifteen of us, then you are truly an invincible warrior. If you cannot do it, then you are not worthy of my Junior Sister."

Krylov hesitated for a moment and said.

"Then let's make a bet. All of you come at me together. If I lose, I will never see your Junior Sister again. If you lose, you must no longer pester your Junior Sister. Who your Junior Sister likes and who she wants to marry will be entirely up to her."

Zhou Lang said slowly.

"Good. We Russian men are all hot-blooded, and a promise is worth its weight in gold."

Krylov didn't even think about it and said in somewhat stiff Chinese.

"You go out."

Zhou Lang said to Ivanova, looking completely confident of victory.

"Be careful."

Seeing Zhou Lang so confident, Ivanova said this to him affectionately. After hesitating for a moment, she stepped out of the encirclement because she knew how much Krylov loved her. If Zhou Lang could not defeat all her Senior/Junior Brothers, Krylov would never truly let go.

"Come together."

After Ivanova left the circle, Zhou Lang shouted lightly at Krylov and the others.

"Attack!"

Krylov said something in Russian and was the first to rush toward Zhou Lang.

A dozen Russian men, all coaches at the Judo Hall, moved out together, erupting with a powerful Aura. In the eyes of Ivanova, who was watching, her Senior/Junior Brothers were now like a pack of fierce Siberian tigers, eager to tear Zhou Lang to shreds.

She began to worry for Zhou Lang. Although she had seen Zhou Lang's martial arts and knew he was a true expert, in her understanding, no one in the world could defeat a dozen veteran Judo black belts alone. She knew that no matter how strong Zhou Lang was, once he was grabbed by her Senior/Junior Brothers, he would only be beaten and would not be able to escape.

But at this very moment, she was stunned.

Because she discovered that Zhou Lang had actually flown up into the air, standing in mid-air, just like an Immortal.

Of course, this was not true flight. With Zhou Lang's strength as a Cultivator in the Qi Refinement Stage, he could only stay in the air for a few dozen seconds, which was still far from truly riding the wind or riding a Flying Sword. But for people like Krylov, this was a feat they could only look up to.

Krylov and the others, who had originally intended to besiege him, discovered that their target had flown into the air, and they all lost their composure because the scene before them had exceeded the scope of their understanding.

Just as Krylov and the others were dumbfounded, Zhou Lang swooped down from the air in an instant.

For a moment, leg shadows appeared like mountains. Almost at the same time, Krylov and the others were kicked on the shoulder by Zhou Lang, all sent flying, and then fell to the ground like hail.

"You… are you an Eastern Cultivator?"

Krylov climbed up from the ground and asked Zhou Lang, his voice trembling.

The previous fierce courage was gone from his eyes, leaving only shock and fear. The other Russian men were also completely stunned by Zhou Lang; none dared to rush forward again, standing there dumbfounded.

Zhou Lang had performed that move just to suppress Krylov and the others, making them feel he was invincible so they wouldn't pester him in the future. Seeing that his goal was achieved, he said calmly, "I didn't expect you to have some knowledge."

"Mr. Zhou, I have offended you previously. If you want to punish, punish me alone. It is because I like my Junior Sister that I made the stupid move to attack you; it has nothing to do with my Junior Brothers."

Krylov stood up and said, fearful and trembling.

If Zhou Lang were a Martial Artist, he would still have the conviction to fight, but now that he knew Zhou Lang was a Cultivator, his courage vanished completely. He knew that the legendary Eastern Cultivators could control Flying Swords and take a person's head from a thousand miles away; he could not contend with such a person.

"You are Ivanova's Senior Brother; how could I blame you for such a small matter? As long as you don't make things difficult for your Junior Sister in the future, that will be fine. Also, please keep what happened between us tonight confidential. I like to keep a low profile and don't want people to know I am a Cultivator."

Seeing that Krylov still knew how to be in awe, Zhou Lang did not intend to make things difficult for this Russian man.

"It won't happen again… I will never do it again. We will not talk about what happened tonight to anyone else. Please rest assured, Mr. Zhou."

Krylov nodded repeatedly.

Previously, he felt that Ivanova should marry him because he believed he was the strongest Martial Artist and only he was worthy of protecting Ivanova. But compared to Zhou Lang, his martial arts were simply insignificant.

In his eyes, Eastern Cultivators had the ability to turn the world upside down. Offending such a person meant certain death. He had been afraid that Zhou Lang would kill them to silence them, which was why he had pleaded with Zhou Lang.

Seeing Zhou Lang say this, everyone finally felt relieved.

At this moment, Ivanova also walked to Zhou Lang's side. Krylov said apologetically, "Junior Sister, your wish has come true. You have truly found an invincible warrior. I feel very guilty for my past actions."

The meaning behind his words was to acknowledge the relationship between Ivanova and Zhou Lang.

"Senior Brother, don't say that. I know you are good to me. For my sake, you came to China from Russia to manage the Judo Hall for me. I keep all of this in my heart. Although we are not a match, you are like my brother. I will not leave you all. I will continue to live in the Judo Hall in the future; we will always be one family."

Ivanova also said emotionally.

"Yes, we are one family, together forever."

Krylov and the others all had moist eyes.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Lang also felt happy for Ivanova. To have such a group of Senior/Junior Brothers in life was already very fortunate.

Afterward, Krylov and the others welcomed Zhou Lang into the Judo Hall. After touring the Judo Hall, Zhou Lang came to Ivanova's bedroom.

Ivanova's bedroom was decorated with a very exotic style; being in it made one feel very romantic.

Krylov and the others were tactful this time and quietly left, leaving the private space for Zhou Lang.

"Brother Lang, are you really a Cultivator?"

Ivanova said excitedly.

"Yes."

Zhou Lang nodded.

"Don't Cultivators all hide in Immortal Caves in those famous mountains and great rivers to Cultivate? Why are you still working?"

Ivanova asked curiously.

"I am currently a student at the medical school of Dianxi University. Living in the Mortal World is also a form of Cultivation."

Zhou Lang said, feigning mystery.

"Brother Lang, you are really low-key."

Ivanova looked full of admiration.

"I'll be going now. See you tomorrow."

Afterward, Zhou Lang prepared to leave.

"Brother Lang, it's so late, why don't you stay?"

Ivanova said with a lingering gaze. In her eyes, Zhou Lang was an unparalleled powerhouse, and only by truly becoming Zhou Lang's woman could she tether Zhou Lang's heart.

If he stayed, Zhou Lang would definitely become a man from a boy tonight. Looking at the sexy Ivanova in front of him, Zhou Lang's heart pounded.

"Brother Lang, until you achieve the Golden Core, you had best not sleep with other women, otherwise, it will have a huge impact on your future progress in Cultivation, unless it is a woman who understands the method of Dual Cultivation."

But at this moment, a familiar voice rang in his mind.

"Xiao Xi?"

Zhou Lang certainly knew that this was Xiao Xi, the spirit of the ancestral copper coin, reminding him. And in this world, besides Xiao Xi, who else knew the method of Dual Cultivation?

"I'd better go back. If I stay here overnight, I'm afraid I'll provoke your Senior Brother."

Hearing Xiao Xi say this, Zhou Lang had to suppress the impulse in his heart and said to Ivanova.

"My Senior Brother should have moved on."

Ivanova said, looking slightly shy. Her meaning was very clear: she wanted Zhou Lang to stay.

"Let's give him some time."

Zhou Lang said. Since he had embarked on this path of a Cultivator, he must advance bravely and diligently; he could not let momentary pleasure affect his Cultivation.

"Brother Lang, do you not like me very much?"

Ivanova sensed that Zhou Lang's words were somewhat insincere and asked directly. Although she admired Zhou Lang, her straightforward personality had not changed.

"If I didn't like you, I wouldn't have brought you back, let alone fought with your Senior Brother."

Zhou Lang said.

"Then why won't you stay? I am just a little bit bold, not an indiscreet woman. As of now, I am still a girl."

Ivanova said, clearly telling Zhou Lang that she had not been with a man before; Zhou Lang would be her first.

"Ivanova, I am a Cultivator, not an ordinary person. My lifespan might be several hundred or even a thousand years. Therefore, it is impossible for me to have only you as a woman in my life. I am afraid that I will hurt you. I hope you think it over clearly to see if you really want to be my woman."

Zhou Lang said after thinking.

Ivanova was stunned for a moment. She was also a relatively simple girl and had never considered this issue.

"I'm going now."

Afterward, Zhou Lang got up and left. He was a sincere man, so he said what needed to be said up front to avoid trouble in his harem when he had more women later.