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Chapter 91, What to do if you break your blind date's leg? (Please subscribe)
"what?"

Zhang Xian thought he had misheard and was completely bewildered.

"Can you take a beating?"

Tang Aoxue repeated it again.

"Uh, why do you ask that?"

Zhang Xian asked back with a suspicious look.

The first thing they ask each other is if I can take a beating. What kind of behavior is that? Is this a blind date?

"I have a bad temper and I like to use my fists."

"So I need to ask in advance, otherwise if we really get together in the future, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it."

Tang Aoxue's words were quite direct.

"Uh, so if we're together, I'm very likely to experience domestic violence?"

"Yeah, pretty much, but I'll try my best to control it!"

In fact, Zhang Xianzhen couldn't connect the beautiful woman in front of him with a "domestic abuser".

"Here's the thing: putting aside whether I can take a beating or not, I don't think you can beat me at all!"

Zhang Xian shrugged.

Are you kidding me? He's a newly minted fighting master.

Domestic violence?
How can it be!

He's the only one who gets to hit people!

"I can't beat you?"

For some reason, Zhang Xian seemed to see a flame burning in Tang Aoxue's eyes.

He succeeded in provoking his blind date with a single sentence?

"I'm just stating the facts."

Zhang Xian shrugged: "You are a woman and I am a man. First of all, I have a natural advantage in terms of physical fitness."

"Really!"

"Then we can have a friendly spar!"

Tang Aoxue subconsciously moved her wrists.

"Discussion?"

"There's a fighting gym on the fourth floor of the mall. I'll go there for a fight."

Tang Aoxue immediately said.

"Uh, this"

Zhang Xian was at a loss for words. They had only been on a blind date for less than two minutes, and they were already about to fight. Was that reasonable?
"Don't you dare?"

"Didn't you just say I couldn't beat you?" Tang Aoxue curled the corners of her lips arrogantly.

"It's not that we're afraid, it's just that, aren't we here for a blind date?"

"Defeat me, and I'll do whatever you say!"

"Do whatever you want!"

Tang Aoxue replied calmly.

"Uh, this"

Zhang Xian was somewhat tempted. The phrase "do whatever you want" made his mind wander, though he didn't know if his imagination was correct.

Is it really true that you can do whatever you want?
"It's what you think!"

Tang Aoxue snorted coldly, seemingly seeing through Zhang Xian's thoughts.

"Uh, you know what I'm thinking?"

Zhang Xian asked the question subconsciously.

"What else can a man think about!"

Tang Aoxue's eyes revealed undisguised disgust and disdain.

"Since you've put it that way, let's go!"

Zhang Xian's short temper flared up too. You look down on men, don't you!
It's obvious he's never been beaten with a stick!
Thinking of this, Zhang Xian activated his Bagua Eye skill and looked at the top of Tang Aoxue's head. Sure enough, there wasn't a single red thread, not even one connecting to her hands.

Zhang Xian was right; the other person really had never been beaten with a stick!

It's clean!

Zhang Xian became even more excited.

The two got up to leave the coffee shop, just as the waiter brought over their freshly made lattes.

"Little sister, please add more ice!"

"I'm going to pack the latte up and take it with me," Tang Aoxue said.

"Oh well."

The weather had already turned cold, and the waiter didn't understand why this beautiful lady wanted to add more ice.

Zhang Xian was also curious, and Tang Aoxue told him that the ice cubes could be used to apply an ice pack to him later.

Zhang Xian was speechless again. The other party had already planned out the aftermath of the attack. It was just a bit too much of a stretch!
They completely disregarded him, this fighting master.

Fourth floor of the shopping mall.

Aohu Fighting Center.

Tang Aoxue navigated the route with the ease of someone returning home.

"Aoxue, why are you up so early today?"

In the training area, a muscular man was hitting a punching bag. Upon seeing Tang Aoxue, he immediately stopped.

"I want to fight him."

"Find him a set of protective gear."

Tang Aoxue pointed to Zhang Xian, who was following behind.

"Hmm, wait a minute."

The man glanced at Zhang Xian but didn't ask any further questions, clearly indicating that this wasn't the first time something like this had happened.

"Aoxue, you've brought people here to spar again."

"Is it a colleague from the police force or a blind date?"

A man who looked like a coach approached and, while asking questions, his gaze involuntarily swept over Zhang Xian.

His words provided Zhang Xian with a crucial piece of information: Tang Aoxue's profession was actually a police officer.

"Here for a blind date."

Tang Aoxue casually replied, then pointed to the octagonal cage not far away: "We'll go there to fight in a bit. It's not too late to back out now."

"As long as you keep your word."

Zhang Xian smiled and shrugged.

"Don't worry, I, Tang Aoxue, always keep my word."

Tang Aoxue snorted coldly, silently thinking to herself: Sure enough, there isn't a single man who isn't lustful!
Just then, the man who had been hitting the punching bag returned and handed Zhang Xian a set of protective gear: "Brother, did you know anything about mixed martial arts before?"

"I know a little about it."

"I quite enjoy watching UFC!"

Before acquiring a wealth of knowledge and experience in combat sports, Zhang Xian already knew about UFC. He thought it was exciting and much more enjoyable to watch than boxing.

"Alright, then your match with Aoxue will follow UFC rules: three rounds, five minutes per round. I'll be the referee. Is that alright?"

"no problem!"

Zhang Xian put on his protective gear and MMA-specific open-finger gloves.

Tang Aoxue went to the locker room to change her clothes. When she came out, her half-long hair had been tied into a ponytail and was hanging down her back. She had changed into professional MMA shorts and a vest worn by female athletes.

UFC fights are barefoot, so the two fighters left their shoes outside the octagon before going inside.

Having probably heard about the match, a few more men gathered from who-knows-where to watch. They were all professional mixed martial arts fighters, each with well-proportioned muscles, and two of them were even wearing fingerless boxing gloves, clearly indicating that they had just been training.

"Do you think this guy can last even a minute?"

"There's still a minute left, I think even thirty seconds will be a struggle!"

"Thirty seconds is too long. Ao Xue will finish the battle in twenty seconds!"

"He's obviously an inexperienced weakling; he's good for nothing except being tall!"

"Lust is a dangerous thing. This guy must have been lured here by Ao Xue's words."

A few people stood outside the octagonal cage, chatting quietly.

Inside, the muscular man acting as referee instructed Zhang Xian again: "Raise your hand if you can't keep going."

"OK."

Zhang Xian nodded. Perhaps because he had arrived at the competition venue, the fighting genes that had just been implanted in him instantly awakened, and he felt only excitement in the face of the upcoming competition.

"Both sides prepare."

"3, 2, 1"

"start!"

The muscular man lowered his raised right hand and stepped aside.

As the match began, Zhang Xian, who could no longer contain his excitement, launched an attack.

Humility?

nonexistent!

Let's win first!
However, Zhang Xian underestimated the meaning of "master level". His seemingly ordinary kick was the most precise route selected after millions of refinements, with a tricky angle and amazing speed.

In addition, Tang Aoxue was somewhat overconfident, and the outcome was decided in the very first move.

With a scream, Tang Aoxue collapsed to the ground.

In an instant, Zhang Xian was stunned, the muscular referee was stunned, and the onlookers outside were also stunned.

There was a moment of silence before Tang Aoxue, lying on the ground, said in pain, "Call an ambulance. I think I have a broken leg."

Uh, this.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xianren was stunned.

In other words, did you break your blind date's leg?

(End of this chapter)