Chapter 101: The Woman

Song Mo's light, floating palm strike!

The sandbag that crashed to the ground!

It was a complete challenge to everyone's common sense!

"Magic! This must be magic!"

"I originally thought this was just a Martial Arts Tournament, but I never expected that in the end, it would deliver a magical illusion performance!"

"Oh God, come and see what's happening!"

"The floor beneath the ring is hollow—you can see it clearly, there's no mechanism at all! What kind of witchcraft is this?"

The foreigners were stunned!

They kept exclaiming online!

"This must be Huaguo magic!"

"Only those with Huaguo blood can understand!"

Compared to the uneducated foreigners.

Many Huaguo netizens at this moment felt greatly honored.

What is this?

Hey! Isn't this just the wuxia novels we've read since childhood?

No, it's even more than that.

It's recorded in history!

In novels it's called Internal Energy; in reality, it's qigong!

"Foreigners, you just don't understand—this is called Internal Energy, the power within!"

"Hehe, do you foreigners even know what Crossing the River on a Reed, Lingbo Microsteps, and Treading Snow Without a Trace mean?"

"I always wondered why 'Dragon' looked so calm and unfazed no matter the opponent—turns out he hadn't even shown his hidden skills yet!"

"What a pity! No one managed to force him to reveal his true strength—he only displayed this incredible skill after the match ended!"

Do Huaguo netizens really understand Song Mo?

Not necessarily.

But 'Dragon' is undoubtedly a Huaguo person, so the words of Huaguo netizens carry far more authority than those from other countries.

And terms like 'Crossing the River on a Reed' and 'Treading Snow Without a Trace'—though foreigners don't understand their meaning—somehow feel mysteriously impressive.

Also 'Internal Energy,' 'qigong'…

Many Huaguo netizens vividly described these to foreigners, quoting directly from novels!

This is clearly inaccurate, but unfortunately, it's logically self-consistent!

How could simple-minded foreigners ever have seen anything like this?

They immediately fell into awe and reverence!

Many foreigners have long lived under capitalist-controlled media, their image of Huaguo still stuck in the Qing Dynasty era—some even think Huaguo is dirty and smelly, its people ignorant.

They have no idea Huaguo has always been a beautiful country, and is now developing at breakneck speed—many still believe Huaguo people can't even afford steamed buns!

Song Mo's grand, worldwide-promoted Martial Arts Tournament unknowingly reshaped many foreigners' perceptions of Huaguo people!

It changed many foreigners' attitudes toward Huaguo—from unfamiliar hostility to admiration and longing.

Many foreigners began to take real interest in Huaguo precisely because of Song Mo!

The impact on Song Mo was this:

Soon after, officials from relevant departments approached him, wanting to appoint him as Image Ambassador—but Song Mo politely declined.

He said this was simply something he should do, and didn't require any official title.

Seeing his firm stance, they ultimately did not press further.

But that's all later history.

…

After leaving the arena, Song Mo went to the designated rest room to rest.

A staff member said someone was looking for him.

Song Mo assumed it was Dushima Yingxue come to seek him as a master, so he stepped out.

Outside, he saw no one.

"Song Mo! Mom came to see you!"

Bai Jiaojiao's voice!

Song Mo turned around in shock.

But he saw a familiar figure—Lin Weiwei, holding a phone.

The phone was playing Bai Jiaojiao's voice; listen closely and it sounded odd—clearly electronically synthesized and stitched together by computer.

Seeing his strong reaction, Lin Weiwei was pleasantly surprised!

It must be Song Mo!

An Yinuo, who had been ready for this moment, quickly stepped forward to snatch off Song Mo's mask.

But her hand was caught by Song Mo.

Song Mo said coldly: "Madam, your behavior is quite impolite."

His voice doesn't match!

Song Mo had disguised his voice; An Yinuo couldn't tell if it was really him.

Yet she still firmly believed it was him.

An Yinuo stepped back two paces.

She put on a pitiful expression.

"Song Mo! It's been so long since I saw you! I've missed you so much!"

Song Mo nearly blurted it out.

【Damn it, didn't I just see you ten days ago? It's barely been half a month! And besides, An Yinuo's expression right now is disgusting!】

Song Mo didn't curse aloud, but An Yinuo heard his inner thoughts—so it was as good as cursed.

Even though she'd been cursed by Song Mo again, An Yinuo felt delighted.

Good!

This was the most effective way to verify Song Mo!

Just get close and listen to his inner thoughts!

And Lin Weiwei beside her also grew more certain—she had heard Song Mo's inner thoughts too; clearly, this was indeed Song Mo!

Both girls were very happy.

Song Mo was very unhappy.

Even if An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei had never wronged him in this life, could he just let go of the memories of being targeted? Wasn't that denying his own past?

Song Mo firmly refused to compromise; no matter how affectionate they became, he found it repulsive.

But soon, someone came to rescue Song Mo.

Dushima Yingxue saw Song Mo speaking coldly to the two women, thought it over briefly, and matched it against all the information she had gathered about Song Mo.

An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei's appearances,

gradually aligned with the collected information.

So these were the two noble ladies who had long pursued Jun Song Mo?

Dushima Yingxue smiled faintly.

How interesting~

She walked forward gracefully…

"Elder, have you encountered some trouble?"

She spoke in pure Chinese.

Dushima Yingxue's voice was soft and gentle, distinctive and beautiful.

All three turned to look at her.

Song Mo's eyes lit up, and he quickly said:

"It's nothing—just two unfamiliar ladies who seem to have mistaken me for someone else and are bothering me."

Dushima Yingxue said gently:

"Sisters, causing trouble for others is impolite, you know~"

As soon as she spoke, the atmosphere instantly turned tense.

Song Mo nodded inwardly.

【Though she's a little Japanese girl, she really has good instincts—compared to An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei, Dushima Yingxue is vastly superior.】

An Yinuo and Lin Weiwei's expressions changed.

They both regarded Dushima Yingxue as if facing a deadly enemy.

Inside, they couldn't help but cry out in despair:

Song Mo, you're foolish!

Boys might not know, but we girls know perfectly well—this is the legendary top-tier green tea!

Green tea is not a good thing at all!

She'll be gentle, she'll take care of you, she'll consider your feelings, she'll comfort and support you…

But her every action is meant to corrode you!

Tolerance is the most vicious design and sabotage!

Don't fall into the trap of this dangerous woman!

An Yinuo's eyebrows shot up, ready to rebuke Dushima Yingxue for playing "tea art," but Lin Weiwei pulled her back.

An Yinuo turned in confusion and met Lin Weiwei's eyes, which shook slightly, signaling her not to act rashly.

Lin Weiwei was also angry.

But she was more mature, and deeply understood:

【Sis, now is not the time to panic!】

【If you panic, you fall right into their trap!】

Fortunately, whether or not An Yinuo understood Lin Weiwei's meaning, she ultimately did not directly clash with Dushima Yingxue.

(End of Chapter)