Quick Wear: Passerby A's Counterattack Revised Plot

After advancing to the next level, Yun Che turned around and walked towards the martial arts competition arena. On his way into the martial arts competition area, Yun Che was stopped by someone, “Why, a sickly person like you also want to compete?”

Yun Che stopped and looked at the young man who was blocking his way with a gentle look but a firmness that could not be ignored. The young man was dressed in brocade clothes and had a look of contempt and provocation. It was obvious that he had heard about Yun Che's physical condition, so he spoke rudely.

Yun Che chuckled, "What's wrong? I'll participate if I want to. What does it have to do with you? Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

Upon hearing this, the young man raised a disdainful smile and said, “Humph, you overestimate your own abilities! This martial arts competition area is not a place for someone like you who could fall down at any time.” The young man sneered, as if he found Yun Che’s persistence very ridiculous.

Yun Che was stunned for a moment, then continued, “Excuse me, have I offended you in any way? Why are you holding on to me?”

The young man’s expression changed slightly when he heard this. He seemed to have not expected Yun Che to ask him back like this, “What? You don’t know who I am? Have you forgotten me?”

Yun Che frowned slightly. He really didn't remember who the young man in brocade clothes was. He had never seen such an arrogant and hostile face in his memory. He shook his head politely, and said in a calm and sincere tone: "Sorry, my memory is not very good. If we have ever met before, please remind me."

Seeing this, the young man's face became even gloomier, as if his self-esteem was deeply hurt by Yun Che's "forgetfulness". He snorted coldly, and the surroundings seemed to freeze because of his anger: "Humph, I am the young master of Qingmu Villa, Su Xiao! You caused me to fall into the river once, and you have completely forgotten it, right? If I wasn't lucky, I wouldn't be alive to speak here."

Upon hearing this, Yun Che's face flashed with doubt, and he immediately tried hard to search for fragments of memories about "Su Xiao" and "Qingmu Villa" in his mind, but unfortunately, he did not find any relevant memories.

He shook his head gently, his tone full of apology and confusion: "Master Su Xiao, I really don't remember such a thing happening. If I really hurt you unintentionally, I am willing to sincerely apologize to you. But please believe that I didn't do it on purpose. However, according to my memory, I have no memory of you, so you...are suffering from delusional disorder!"

Su Xiao's face instantly turned pale. He never expected Yun Che to refute him so directly, and even used "hypochondria" to describe him, which was undoubtedly a great insult. The audience and contestants around him also began to whisper and talk, and the atmosphere became subtle and tense for a while.

Su Xiao clenched his fists, trying to control his anger. He knew that fighting here would only make him more embarrassed. He took a deep breath and tried to respond in a calmer voice: "Helian Yunche, I, Su Xiao, have taken note of what you said today. In the arena, we will speak with our own strength. Don't blame me for being ruthless when the time comes!"

Yun Che smiled calmly, his eyes revealing confidence and composure: “Master Su Xiao, fighting is a matter of improving one’s skills. I will certainly do my best, but I will not bear grudges against others because of this. If we really have to fight, please show some mercy, after all, we are not fighting to the death.”

After saying this, Yun Che gently turned sideways, walked around Su Xiao, and continued walking towards the martial arts competition area.

Su Xiao stood there, looking at Yun Che's departing back, a complex emotion flashed across her eyes, and she felt mixed emotions in her heart.

He knew very well that his provocation today did not make Yun Che retreat as he wished, but instead aroused his unyielding spirit. The discussions of the people around him pierced his ears like needles, making him feel uncomfortable.

"Hmph, Helian Yunche, just wait and see!" Su Xiao swore in his heart, and then turned around and left, heading for his own competition preparation area. He knew that if he wanted to prove himself in the competition and win respect, he had to speak with strength.

Due to the strong requests of Su Xiao and Yun Che, the two of them were given the opportunity to play a solo match to liven up the event.

The time for the competition soon arrived. The entire arena was filled with people, and the atmosphere was tense and heated. Finally, the duel between Yun Che and Su Xiao officially began.

As the two men stepped into the competition arena, the audience's cheers and encouragements rose one after another, making the entire arena even more exciting.

After the referee announced the rules, the match officially began. Yun Che and Su Xiao stood opposite each other, and when their eyes met, sparks seemed to fly. Su Xiao took the lead, and with a flash of his body, he rushed towards Yun Che like an arrow from a bow, and the long sword in his hand drew a sharp sword light.

Yun Che moved slightly and easily dodged Su Xiao's attack. He did not rush to counterattack, but continued to observe Su Xiao's attack, looking for the opponent's flaws.

After several attempts, Yun Che had a certain understanding of Su Xiao's martial arts. A smile appeared on his lips, and his figure suddenly accelerated. He appeared beside Su Xiao like a ghost, and slapped out with one palm, directly hitting Su Xiao's vital point.

Su Xiao was horrified and quickly waved his sword to block. However, Yun Che's palm power surged like a tide, forcing him to retreat again and again. Su Xiao was horrified, he did not expect Yun Che's strength to be so strong.

However, Yun Che did not pursue the victory, but stood with his palms closed, looking at Su Xiao gently. He said softly: "Master Su Xiao, let's stop the duel. How about we write off our grudges now?"

Su Xiao felt mixed emotions when he heard this. He had wanted to take this opportunity to avenge his previous humiliation, but he had not expected Yun Che's strength to be far beyond his imagination. What moved him even more was that Yun Che chose to forgive and reconcile when he had the upper hand.

He took a deep breath, slowly put away his sword, clasped his fists towards Yun Che and said, “Helian Yun Che, I, Su Xiao, accept defeat today with all my heart. I admire your strength and broad-mindedness. I was indeed too impulsive in the previous grudge, I hope you can forgive me.”

"But I won't forgive you." Su Xiao added weakly.

Yun Che heard this, and a helpless yet slightly smiling expression appeared on his face. He shook his head gently, as if he was both angry and amused by Su Xiao's childish stubbornness. But he still maintained his gentleness and tolerance, and slowly said: "Master Su Xiao, now that the misunderstandings of the past have been resolved, let them go with the wind. As for whether to forgive or not, time will give the answer. The important thing is that we can all learn something from this experience, right?"

Yun Che pondered for a moment and then said: “However, if you really care about that matter, I will take you to find someone and let her give you the answer. Let’s go down first and don’t disturb the others’ competition.”

Yun Che's words were like a gentle spring breeze, not only easing the tense atmosphere at the scene, but also melting the ice in Su Xiao's heart. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded. The resentment and anger in his heart seemed to have found an outlet, and were gradually calmed by Yun Che's tolerance and understanding.