Chapter 181: Chapter 181: Turned into a Matchmaking Meeting _1
The famed name of Mingxuan Pavilion was well known to the crowd, who heard it was an incredibly powerful hidden sect with many skilled fighters lurking within.
The name Lin Mengdie was also known to some.
Compared to the previous opponent, Lin Mengdie’s entrance seemed to bring a sense of anticipation, always seen as much better than that lecherous Great Grandmaster.
"Hey!"
From below, a shout rang out, and a stunning figure appeared in the spectator booth.
After a graceful leap, she landed steadily on the arena platform.
"I am Lin Mengdie from Mingxuan Pavilion. Ye Ming, won’t you hurry up here and fight me?"
Lin Mengdie’s appearance indeed captured everyone’s attention.
Her figure was already perfect, and today, clad in a very practical training outfit, she displayed a most perfect curve under everyone’s gaze.
Her delicate face was one that once beheld was hard to break away from.
Moreover, upon entering the stage, she called out Ye Ming’s name quite familiarly, prompting one to wonder, might there be a story between them?
With the help of the cameras, Lin Mengdie’s facial expressions were also projected onto the big screen.
Some people had already noticed that Lin Mengdie looked at Ye Ming with a rather different gaze.
It seemed like love, yet also like hate, truly stirring up curiosity.
Seeing Ye Ming standing still and not moving, Lin Mengdie grew impatient and stamped her foot, asking, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and get on the stage. Let me defeat you, and then immediately call off our betrothal. Could it be that you’re scared by this lady?"
At these words, the whole venue stirred, and murmurs arose.
"What does she mean by calling off the betrothal? Could it be that there’s really something between them?"
"Could it be that Lin Mengdie is Ye Ming’s fiancée?"
The voices of these discussions were very loud and effortlessly spread to every corner of the venue.
Xu Lele’s brows furrowed tightly, and she suddenly felt a wave of nervousness.
She turned to Xia Ningning and asked, "What’s going on? Ningning, do you already know about this?"
Xia Ningning didn’t want to admit it, but seeing Xu Lele’s pleading gaze, she couldn’t bear to lie to her and nodded.
On the other side, Liang Hao was nearly grinding his molars to dust.
Lin Mengdie’s words had basically announced her relationship with Ye Ming to everyone, leaving Liang Hao close to exploding with rage.
Unless he made a public declaration of love now, he could turn the situation around.
So, he made up his mind. As soon as their battle ended, he would immediately take the stage and express his feelings to Lin Mengdie.
Also showing a puzzled expression was Wang Mengting, seated next to Jiang Long.
She glanced at Ye Ming thoughtfully, her expression slightly changing, then flickered away, not caught by anyone else.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, Ye Ming sauntered onto the platform and said indifferently, "Even if you didn’t look for me to call off the marriage, I would’ve sought you out to do so. There’s no need for such a grand-seeming excuse."
"But since you are up here, I still have to defeat you because I have set my sights on becoming the champion of this Martial Artist Tournament."
Lin Mengdie smirked disdainfully, her face full of arrogance as she said, "Defeat me? You are simply delusional."
"Do you think the people of Mingxuan Pavilion are soft persimmons? Since you are so arrogant, I will let you experience our Pavilion’s unique martial arts. Just don’t cry when you lose."
Ye Ming smiled, clearly Lin Mengdie did not know that he had already experienced their Mingxuan Pavilion’s unique martial arts before.
"Who ends up crying is still uncertain," Ye Ming said nonchalantly.
Lin Mengdie let out another cold snort and didn’t waste any more words.
With a push of her feet, she dashed towards Ye Ming in an instant, her speed not iin the least inferior to that of the lecherous Great Grandmaster from before.
The onlookers all sighed in admiration, noting that this girl was not only beautiful but also remarkably strong; it seemed that Ye Ming was indeed blessed with great fortune.
Ye Ming remained still, standing in place and tracking Lin Mengdie’s figure with his gaze.
He was somewhat surprised because he could tell that Lin Mengdie’s footwork was distinctly different from her senior brother’s, appearing even more mysterious.
With a whoosh, Lin Mengdie sent a pink fist flying towards Ye Ming’s cheek.
In both strength and speed, it was incredibly perfect, signaling that she was not holding back at all and intended to defeat Ye Ming outright.
Naturally, Ye Ming wasn’t going to stand still and be hit; he quickly ducked and stepped back, then, after a brief pause, launched an attack on Lin Mengdie.
Lin Mengdie smiled lightly and praised, "Well done."
She didn’t defend, but instead raised her leg and kicked straight out.
Ye Ming, seizing the opportunity, grabbed her ankle, and their movements were frozen at that moment.
During this critical face-off, Ye Ming’s gaze inadvertently swept to the root of Lin Mengdie’s thigh, where he caught sight of a patch of pink fabric.
Moreover, the range of that fabric was continuously expanding.
"This is..."
Upon closer examination, it seemed that Lin Mengdie’s training uniform had caught on a nail; because the fabric of the pants was very stretchy, there was no ripping sound, so Lin Mengdie hadn’t noticed at all.
After a brief moment of thought, Ye Ming quickly spoke in a lowered voice, "Miss Lin, I suggest that from now on, you only use your upper body to fight me, how about that?"
"Are you scared by my leg techniques?" Lin Mengdie snorted and said, "Don’t try to distract me with that tactic. I won’t accept your proposal!"
Having said that, Lin Mengdie was about to continue her attack.
Ye Ming was greatly troubled. There were cameras all around, and if they caught the scene, Lin Mengdie would be hugely embarrassed.
Not wanting to see Lin Mengdie become the butt of jokes, Ye Ming rushed over and placed his hand on her leg as she was about to lift it.
"Ah! What are you doing? How dare you molest me?" Lin Mengdie was startled by Ye Ming’s action and instinctively reached out to slap him.
Fortunately, Ye Ming was quick and grabbed her wrist with his other hand, whispering in her ear, "Miss Lin, I’m not molesting you, it’s just that you... you’ve had a wardrobe malfunction!"
"Are you sick? I’m not wearing a skirt, how could I have a wardrobe malfunction? Your excuse for molestation is just too flimsy. Let me go!" Lin Mengdie was both ashamed and furious, struggling incessantly, but she was not as strong as Ye Ming.
Their movements were frozen right there.
The crowd saw Ye Ming on the stage, one hand on Lin Mengdie’s thigh, the other grasping her wrist, with Lin Mengdie unable to break free; they could only maintain their current stance, their movements almost scandalously intimate.
After a brief moment of shock, the audience below immediately erupted into discussion.
"This is indecent, what are you two doing up there! How did it turn into a hug?"
"Ye Ming’s conduct is even worse than the lecherous Grandmaster before; not even trying to hide it!"
"I can’t watch, I can’t watch. The young people nowadays really have thick skins!"
"Why don’t you two just kiss in public?"
Lin Mengdie was both angry and embarrassed, about to curse to relieve her frustration when suddenly, she felt a draft on her inner thigh, a cool sensation.
"Why would it feel like this?" Lin Mengdie was puzzled.
Suddenly, as if realizing something, her face turned a deep shade of red instantly.
