Chapter 342 - 339: Grandmaster-Level Martial Arts

Chapter 342: Chapter 339: Grandmaster-Level Martial Arts

At first, Xiyue Frost didn’t think much of it, only finding the woman on the screen a little strange.

But as she kept watching, the tone began to shift. The female lead took off her clothes, followed by a flash of pale flesh and a series of delicate gasps...

Realizing what was happening, Xiyue Frost hurriedly turned off the player, a blush creeping onto her icy face.

"Shameless little thief! You really never change!" Xiyue Frost cursed, but her heart inexplicably began to race.

’What’s wrong with me? Why am I feeling this way?’ Xiyue Frost unconsciously clutched her chest, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

Then, on some strange impulse, she opened the player again. Her face flushed and her heart pounded as she watched, scoffing to herself, ’This is so disgusting. I have no idea where he got this stuff. It’s absolutely filthy!’

’No, I can’t watch this anymore.’ Xiyue Frost’s cheeks were burning as she turned her head away.

But her eyes couldn’t help but drift back to the screen. She muttered to herself, ’Ten minutes. Just ten more minutes, and then I’ll turn it off.’

「Ten minutes later.」

’I’ll just watch for another ten minutes. I need to see what scheme Feng Hao is up to!’

And so, night fell without her realizing it, but Xiyue Frost was still intently studying the images on the player.

Meanwhile, Man Tiaotiao had returned home.

Her blonde mother was in the kitchen preparing dinner. Hearing her return, she leaned out and smiled. "Sweetheart, why are you back so late?"

"I lost track of time playing with Xiaoshuang," Man Tiaotiao said sheepishly, sticking out her tongue.

"You silly girl, all you ever do is play," the blonde woman said with a sigh. "Didn’t you bring Xiaoshuang over?"

"I asked her, but she didn’t want to come. Maybe she was too shy," Man Tiaotiao said, sprawling casually on the sofa. She looked around and asked, "By the way, where’s Dad?"

"He went out to buy groceries. He’ll be back in a bit," the blonde woman replied with a chuckle.

"Oh." Man Tiaotiao nodded with a smile. Lying comfortably on the sofa, she pulled out the player and continued to watch *Yip Man*, becoming more and more engrossed.

Not long after, Barbarian Three Punches returned from grocery shopping. After dropping the items in the kitchen, he crept furtively up behind the sofa.

"Whatcha watchin’, sweetie?" Barbarian Three Punches asked with a grin.

Man Tiaotiao jumped at the sudden voice. She shot him an annoyed glare and huffed, "Jerk! You trying to scare me to death?!"

"Heh heh, your old man loves you too much to scare you," Barbarian Three Punches said with a wide grin. "So, what are you watching so intently?"

"Nothing, just a really interesting show," Man Tiaotiao said, her eyes glued to the screen.

"What’s so interesting about a show? Come on, I’ll join you for a thousand sets of squats."

But Man Tiaotiao just looked impatient. "You go if you want to. I’m not done watching yet!"

Barbarian Three Punches was taken aback. He gave her a strange look. "Is it really that good?"

"Duh! Why would I be watching it if it wasn’t?" Man Tiaotiao shot him a disdainful look. "This guy in it named Yip Man is incredible. He can take on ten men at once."

"No matter how incredible he is, can he be more incredible than your dad?" Barbarian Three Punches said, a hint of jealousy in his voice.

"Pfft. You can’t even beat Feng Hao, and you have the nerve to brag?" Man Tiaotiao scoffed.

Hearing this, Barbarian Three Punches flared up. "What do you mean I can’t beat Feng Hao? If that brat didn’t have help, I could’ve crushed him with one hand!"

"Hmph! Anyway, you’re nowhere near as good as Yip Man," Man Tiaotiao muttered, turning her attention back to the screen.

"Is that so?" Barbarian Three Punches sneered. He leaned his bald head in closer and snorted. "I’ll be the judge of how amazing this Yip Man of yours is."

Man Tiaotiao couldn’t be bothered with him, her eyes glued to the screen, afraid of missing a single detail.

Barbarian Three Punches watched for a moment, then scoffed, "Heh, a bunch of people without any Magic Power dare to play at martial arts? How ridiculous!"

"Well now, these few moves are actually decent. For ordinary people, this level of skill is quite impressive."

Barbarian Three Punches provided a running commentary as he watched, throwing in a few mocking remarks from time to time.

In his eyes, the martial arts on screen were nothing more than children playing house.

But as he kept watching, he grew more and more engrossed, his mockery gradually turning to amazement.

"Holy hell, is this really the skill level of ordinary people? You’ve got to be kidding me!"

"Good grief, what amazing Wing Chun! It’s practically on par with my own techniques."

"No, wait. This Wing Chun is fluid and adaptable, integrating both offense and defense. It’s definitely not that simple!"

"Damn it, you can use martial arts like this? Why didn’t I ever think of that?"

"This Yip Man fellow is definitely no ordinary person. A normal person could never reach this level of skill."

Annoyed by her father’s constant outbursts, Man Tiaotiao finally couldn’t take it anymore and roared, "Barbarian Three Punches, can you please shut up!"

"Er..." Barbarian Three Punches was left speechless. It took him a moment to recover, his expression turning serious. "This man’s martial arts form a complete school of their own. He’s absolutely a Grandmaster-level figure! Quick, tell your old man, where did you get this thing?"

"Feng Hao gave it to me," Man Tiaotiao replied casually.

"What?" Barbarian Three Punches’s eyes widened in disbelief. "How could that brat have something like this?"

"How should I know? All I know is that Yip Man is really amazing."

But Barbarian Three Punches had a grave expression. "He’s more than just amazing. The Wing Chun this man created is an absolutely top-tier martial art. Just from watching this little bit, your old man has already learned a great deal."

"For real? How come I didn’t notice anything?" Man Tiaotiao asked, surprised.

"Your own martial arts are still at the beginner’s stage, so of course you can’t see the profundity in it," Barbarian Three Punches said seriously. "In my opinion, this isn’t a show at all—it’s a secret manual for Wing Chun! In any case, you must keep this safe. It absolutely cannot be revealed to anyone."

Man Tiaotiao nodded solemnly and asked cautiously, "What would happen if I learned this Wing Chun?"

"You could easily crush anyone at your level," Barbarian Three Punches said profoundly.

"Whoa, then I have to learn this properly!" Man Tiaotiao said, thrilled.

Barbarian Three Punches was just as excited. "Don’t hold it so far away! Your old man will watch it with you."

And so, the father-daughter duo started down a path of no return...

When the blonde woman came out of the kitchen, the two were still completely engrossed in *Yip Man*, unable to pull themselves away. She asked curiously, "What are you two watching so intently? Dinner’s ready, you know?"

"Xue’Er, you’re just in time! Quick, come look at this martial art. It’s Grandmaster-level!" Barbarian Three Punches exclaimed excitedly.

"Grandmaster-level martial arts?" Michelle leaned in doubtfully, her delicate brows furrowing. "Isn’t this just a bunch of ordinary people?"

"Watch closely," Barbarian Three Punches urged.

Michelle nodded dubiously and continued watching. Before long, she couldn’t help but cover her mouth with a gasp. "Such incredible martial arts! Who is this Grandmaster? Why have I never heard of him?"

"I was just wondering the same thing," Barbarian Three Punches said, all business. "This won’t do. I have to go find that brat Feng Hao and ask him about it."

"Er, what does this have to do with Feng Hao?" Michelle asked, surprised.

"According to Tiaotiao, Feng Hao was the one who gave it to her," Barbarian Three Punches explained.

Michelle froze, her expression one of astonishment. "How could he possibly have something like this?"

"We’ll find out when we ask him tomorrow," Barbarian Three Punches mused. His voice softened as he turned to her. "But let’s not talk about that for now. Today is your birthday. Our family should have a proper celebration first."

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