213: Chapter 213 I Admit Defeat

"You are sensible."

Hearing Chen Shanzhi's resolute reply, the corners of Ouyang Wanqing's lips finally couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing a gentle curve.

She gave a light huff and cast a deep, meaningful look at Chen Shanzhi with her beautiful eyes:

"Remember what you said today. If you dare to stand this young lady up tomorrow..."

Although Ouyang Wanqing didn't finish her sentence, the meaning was quite clear. If he dared to stand her up, she naturally wouldn't let Chen Shanzhi off easily.

After speaking, Ouyang Wanqing elegantly adjusted her water-blue skirt, which wasn't even messy in the slightest.

Subsequently, amidst Chen Shanzhi's somewhat astonished gaze, she slowly raised her right hand.

Her voice, imbued with the pure True Qi of her Xuanguan Eleven Apertures, instantly pierced through the milky-white barrier surrounding them.

Crisp and loud, it resounded throughout the entire tall and spacious Central Martial Arts Arena:

"I admit defeat in this match."

The words "admit defeat," bolstered by True Qi, were like a heavy bomb, fiercely slamming into the crowd on the spectator stands around the Martial Arts Arena.

The Academy Disciples, who had originally stretched their necks and widened their eyes, ready to watch a good show, froze in place in unison at that very moment.

The entire Martial Arts Arena was deathly silent.

After a few breaths of time, the entire Central Martial Arts Arena was like a volcano that had been ignited.

It instantly erupted with an uproar and commotion that nearly blew the roof off!

"She... she admitted defeat?"

"How is this possible? Ouyang Wanqing's poem 'Moon' just now had talent near Condensation. I don't believe that Young Lord Chen or whatever could write a poem reaching that level. Ouyang Wanqing clearly had the victory in her grasp; why would she suddenly admit defeat?"

"Rigged! It's definitely rigged!"

"What kind of love potion did that scoundrel Chen Shanzhi feed Senior Sister Ouyang? What exactly happened inside that soundproof barrier just now?"

Amidst the nearly frantic condemnation and the clamor of disbelief.

The milky-white True Qi barrier on the high platform, following Ouyang Wanqing's admission of defeat, slowly turned into countless starlight motes and dissipated into the Void Realm.

Ouyang Wanqing paid no heed to the astonished gazes of those on the spectator stands.

With her hands behind her back, the corners of her delicate lips curled slightly into a secret, triumphant arc.

She then moved with light steps, walking down the high platform with graceful posture, and headed straight toward the exit of the Martial Arts Arena.

Leaving behind only Chen Shanzhi on the high platform, who was feeling somewhat between laughter and tears.

"Swish!"

Shortly after Ouyang Wanqing left, the Void Realm on the high platform trembled slightly.

Palace Master Su Jianqing, wearing black ice-silk stockings, appeared silently beside Chen Shanzhi.

Although her face was covered by that sky-blue silk scarf, her beautiful eyes were currently full of suspicion and scrutiny as she stared at Chen Shanzhi.

"Young Lord Chen, your methods are truly heaven-reaching."

Palace Master Su Jianqing asked with some curiosity: "The Prime Minister's lineage in the imperial court has always been a mortal enemy of your Zhenguo Marquis Mansion. You little fellow, what kind of shady methods did you use inside that soundproof Formation just now? You actually managed to make that proud Daughter of the Prime Minister voluntarily admit defeat on the spot?"

Due to the existence of that True Qi barrier earlier, Palace Master Su Jianqing naturally had no interest in spying on the conversation between the two inside without disturbing the Formation.

But now, she was becoming increasingly amazed by Chen Shanzhi's ability to attract women.

However, as an Academy Palace Master who only thought about slacking off with her legs crossed and enjoying a leisurely life all day long.

She was obviously too lazy to waste brain cells on this kind of irrelevant gossip.

Watching Ouyang Wanqing walk away, the corners of Palace Master Su Jianqing's mouth, hidden under the silk scarf, even inadvertently curled into a happy arc.

This is really great; since Ouyang Wanqing admitted defeat, this poetry class medal challenge naturally comes to an end.

This Palace Master can finally... go back early today and comfortably catch up on a beauty sleep!

Thinking of this, Palace Master Su Jianqing didn't want to stay for even another moment; that resentment of a corporate slave eager to get off work instantly transformed into unparalleled efficiency.

She cleared her throat, and the True Qi within her body instantly surged.

"This Palace Master announces that the winner of today's poetry class medal challenge is Chen Shanzhi of the Heaven Class!"

"The medal shall continue to be held by Heir Chen."

As soon as her words fell. Before the Disciples below could recover from the uproar.

Palace Master Su Jianqing flicked her sleeves, skipping even the routine pleasantries and concluding remarks.

"Swish!"

A streak of white light flashed. Palace Master Su Jianqing's figure instantly turned into a stream of light and vanished into thin air before everyone's eyes.

Leaving behind countless students on the spectator stands looking at each other, somewhat bewildered in the wind.

"This... is it over already?"

Below the Central Martial Arts Arena, the crowd surged. The clamor of voices came in waves like heat, and the Disciples on the spectator stands were still discussing Ouyang Wanqing's sudden admission of defeat.

In a corner of the crowd, Tang Liu was standing quietly on one side under the platform.

His originally sinister face, the moment he heard Ouyang Wanqing admit defeat in public, became completely blacker than the bottom of a pot.

"Hmph, truly a good method."

Tang Liu looked at Chen Shanzhi on the high platform, who was carelessly waving his folding fan, and sneered sarcastically:

"This Young Lord Chen has no other skills in the capital, but his methods for seducing women have become increasingly perfected."

He turned his head and looked at Shen Lingfu, who was standing beside him wearing a pink dress and appearing charming and lovely, and continued:

"I had thought that Ouyang Wanqing, as the Daughter of the Prime Minister, would surely be able to see through this person's true colors."

"But who would have thought that she would also be fooled by his few words until she lost her bearings, and actually admitted defeat directly in public."

Tang Liu wore a sneer of disdain on his face, deliberately puffing out his chest in front of Shen Lingfu, with the demeanor of an upright gentleman:

"Lingfu, I, Tang Liu, despise these spineless cowards who rely on their family background and spend their days hanging around women."

"In my opinion, a real man standing between heaven and earth should be single-minded and unwavering until death when it comes to love."

He looked affectionately at Shen Lingfu's pair of watery, big eyes, his voice, deliberately suppressed by True Qi, sounding gentle and magnetic:

"Just like me, Tang Liu; ever since I saw you, Lingfu, my heart has not been able to hold anyone else. And I would absolutely never be like Chen Shanzhi, going out and flirting with some disreputable women."

Saying this, Tang Liu licked his dry lips, leaned half a step forward, and with a look of expectant, ingratiating smile, asked:

"By the way, Lingfu, do you have any free time tonight? I have always been unable to understand those few points the teacher spoke about during the zither class a few days ago regarding finger technique and True Qi rhythm. I would like to consult and ask you for advice in private."