Chapter 46: The Groin-Kick God of War

Huh?

Xu Baichuan and his disciples wore looks of utter disbelief. They simply could not fathom that Enchantress had not only refused to become his disciple, but had even mocked Xu Baichuan.

Meanwhile, the people from the Sanda hall, free combat hall, boxing hall, traditional martial arts hall, taekwondo hall, judo hall, and gym immediately began to curse out loud.

They berated Enchantress for not knowing what was good for her and failing to seize a golden opportunity.

"It seems you are determined to challenge the gym, then?"

Xu Baichuan's voice cooled as he asked.

"Hurry up and break your own leg already, I'm begging you!" Enchantress urged.

"Truly, a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger!"

Xu Baichuan sighed with emotion and said,

"Very well, since you overestimate your capabilities, I will reluctantly exchange a few blows with you to give you a clear understanding of just how terrifying a warrior's strength truly is."

The head disciple quickly intervened, "Master, why use a butcher's cleaver to slaughter a chicken? There are so many people here, any one of us can defeat her."

Xu Baichuan thought about it and realized his disciple made a valid point. He looked toward the crowds from the Sanda hall, free combat hall, boxing hall, traditional martial arts hall, taekwondo hall, judo hall, and fitness center.

In a resounding voice, he asked, "Who is willing to spar a few rounds with this foreign friend?"

"Me..."

"Me, me, me..."

"Me..."

The people from the various combat halls and gym scrambled over each other, shouting to volunteer for the fight.

In their minds, they were bound to win against Enchantress, and it would be effortless to boot. Perhaps after defeating her, they might even win the favor of this stunning beauty.

Even if they couldn't win her favor, they could still take advantage of her during the fight, perhaps by sneaking a few opportunistic touches.

"Zhang Ke, you go!" shouted the head disciple.

"Thank you, Director!"

Exclaimed the young man called Zhang Ke, his face flushed with excitement. He was a member of the free combat club, and the head disciple happened to be the director of that club.

Zhang Ke strode up to Enchantress, wearing a lecherous expression as he said,

"Beauty, you can make your move. Don't worry, I'll let you have the first eight or ten blows, and I promise I won't hurt you."

The onlookers from the various fighting halls and the gym all cast envious glances at Zhang Ke, nearly weeping with jealousy.

"Sigh, you guys really suffer from sheer ignorance!"

Realizing that she had no choice but to take action, Enchantress suddenly struck, her foot connecting squarely with Zhang Ke's crotch.

"Aaargh..."

Zhang Ke let out a miserable shriek, clutching his groin as he collapsed to the floor, writhing and groaning in agony!

Xu Baichuan and the others were completely dumbfounded!

Not a single person had expected Enchantress to strike so suddenly, nor that her technique would be so underhanded and vicious.

"Since you don't play by the rules of martial arts, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Xu Baichuan frowned, pointed at a random young man, and commanded, "You, go!"

The young man instantly leaped toward Enchantress with uncontainable joy. Unlike Zhang Ke, he didn't waste time talking nonsense; instead, he remained completely silent, eager to attack her without delay.

He was far too keen on getting a feel of the beautiful woman!

"Bang!"

As soon as the young man rushed into Enchantress's striking range, her foot struck him squarely in the crotch.

"Aaargh..."

The young man followed in Zhang Ke's footsteps!

"This..."

Xu Baichuan and the others furrowed their brows.

Especially Xu Baichuan and his direct disciples, who were shaken by the speed and precision of Enchantress's kick, as well as her unruffled poise while executing it. It made them realize that Enchantress possessed genuine, formidable skills.

"You, you, you two go together!"

This time, Xu Baichuan pointed at two young men and issued his command.

"Understood!"

The two youths immediately bounded toward Enchantress, having carefully prepared themselves to guard their groins.

In their view, Enchantress only knew that single trick; as long as they evaded it, they would be free to toy with her however they pleased.

"Kicking them one by one is a bit too slow!"

Enchantress shrugged helplessly, then strode directly toward the two young men. Her ghostly footwork allowed her feet to easily connect with both of their groins.

This time, instead of waiting for Xu Baichuan to call out another opponent, Enchantress charged straight into the crowd.

"Master, she seems to be a martial artist!"

The head disciple's expression turned grave.

"Indeed she is a martial artist. My eyes deceived me!"

Merely by observing Enchantress's movement techniques, Xu Baichuan confirmed her status as a martial artist and said,

"Honghai, make your move. That rabble is no match for her."

"Understood!"

Nodding, the head disciple, Honghai, sprinted toward Enchantress at full speed.

Enchantress, who was in the middle of kicking groins, pivoted and delivered a kick straight to Honghai, who promptly let out a miserable wriek, clutched his crotch, and crashed to the floor.

"This..."

The complexions of Xu Baichuan and his disciples drained of color.

Among everyone present, Honghai's strength was second only to Xu Baichuan's, yet he had been taken down by Enchantress in a single move.

"All of you, attack together!" Xu Baichuan ordered!

"Yes, sir!"

The disciples immediately rushed at Enchantress en masse.

Before long, every single one of them had been struck in the groin, collapsing to the ground to writhe and wail in agony.

"Remarkable! This woman's strength is likely very close to that of a true warrior!"

Abandoning his contempt at last, Xu Baichuan roared at the top of his lungs,

"Step back, everyone! Let me handle her!"

The crowds from the Sanda hall, free combat hall, boxing hall, traditional martial arts hall, taekwondo hall, judo hall, and gym had already been terrified out of their wits by Enchantress's prowess.

Seeing all the senior disciples knocked down made them even more petrified.

Hearing Xu Baichuan's order, they immediately scattered in all directions.

However, Enchantress was thoroughly enjoying herself by this point, and she chased after the fleeing crowd, kicking them one by one.

"This move is simply too useful!"

Enchantress felt as though she had discovered a new continent, utterly delighted.

Yesterday at the Pengcheng Airport, she had watched Ye Fan kick fifteen bodyguards in the crotch and thought the technique looked quite entertaining, so she had decided to give it a try.

She never expected it to be so effective!

"You're courting death!"

Seeing that Enchantress intended to show no mercy, Xu Baichuan flew into a rage. He bolted toward her back at full speed, unleashing a powerful punch toward her spine.

Enchantress spun around and kicked Xu Baichuan right in the crotch.

Xu Baichuan: "..."

"Does it hurt?"

Enchantress stared at the martial artist, whose face had turned purplish-red as he gritted his teeth and desperately suppressed a scream. She remarked,

"If it hurts, just go ahead and scream."

At these words, everyone inside the martial arts hall—both those dodging around frantically to avoid her and those who had already been kicked—turned their gazes toward Xu Baichuan.

The sight caused them to draw in a sharp breath of cold air.

Even the Grand Director had been kicked?

Good heavens!

Not even the Grand Director was a match for this foreign beauty!

"Who... who on earth are you?"

Enduring the agonizing pain, Xu Baichuan glared at Enchantress and demanded.

By now, he fully realized what a terrifying existence Enchantress truly was.

If even he, a certified warrior, couldn't withstand a single blow from her, Enchantress had to be a high-ranking warlord.

"I am Ye Fan's woman. My name is..."

Enchantress paused to think before declaring,

"My name is Ye Fei—*Ye* as in leaves, and *Fei* as in imperial concubine."

Ye Fan?

The pig-slayer who had severely injured Qi Meng?

A violent shock rippled through the hearts of Xu Baichuan and his disciples.

Good heavens!

Ye Fan had married into the Lin family, taking that perfect woman Lin Xi as his wife, and yet he still had a concubine who was at least a warlord-level martial artist?

Do pig-slayers nowadays really live such successful lives?

"Now do you understand why I came to Saint Dragon Combat Gym to issue a challenge?" Enchantress asked.

"I understand!"

Xu Baichuan nodded, enduring the excruciating pain in his groin as he said,

"Please pass a message to Ye Fan for me. I will not seek revenge for Qi Meng, nor will I ever provoke him."

As he spoke these words, Xu Baichuan felt a secret surge of relief that his greed for the Jin and Su families' money had kept him from rushing to find Ye Fan earlier.

Had he gone, the consequence wouldn't have been as simple as a kick to the groin; Ye Fan might well have broken his limbs entirely.

"With those words, once I finish kicking the rest of these people, I can go back and report for duty!"

Enchantress nodded in satisfaction.

Hearing this, the individuals who had not yet been kicked turned tail and fled for their lives, inwardly cursing Enchantress for being a lunatic who was completely addicted to kicking people in the crotch.

Even Enchantress herself could never have foreseen that her combat style would undergo such a drastic and permanent evolution, earning her the awkward and agonizing nickname among her future opponents: the "Groin-Kicking War God"!