Chapter 393: The Strong Wang Shiyu Lu Yun didn't think much of it. How could we possibly be afraid of your taekwondo? It's just a foreign import from Korea—how can it even be compared to our traditional Chinese martial arts? Though, to be honest, my skills haven't quite reached mastery yet. As Lu Yun kept bothering her, Wang Shiyu suddenly found herself growing fond of his constant disturbances. She often found herself saying out loud some rather amusing, even ridiculous remarks. If it weren't for her teacher lecturing on the podium, she was certain she would have burst into laughter in front of the entire class, completely losing her graceful, ladylike composure. Turning to look at Lu Yun, her cheeks flushed slightly. Wang Shiyu realized that while Lu Yun had a certain mischievous side, he was otherwise quite appealing—far from being overly delicate. He exuded a strong, masculine presence. Lu Yun suddenly turned his head, leaning forward on his desk and using his textbook to shield himself, and gave a mischievous smile. "What's the matter? Staring at me like that, and blushing too—have you finally found your ideal prince, have you?" Wang Shiyu now finally understood why the class monitor had been treated so badly by Lu Yun. This guy was so persistent and self-assured, his confidence had reached a truly masterful level. Remarkably, despite his obvious self-love, he always made it seem entirely natural and obvious. His once rosy cheeks were now pale with embarrassment. To avoid drawing attention from Liang Hongyu, Wang Shiyu leaned forward, partially blocking Lu Yun's head resting on the desk—only to find that this very action nearly caused Lu Yun to spit out blood from his nose. Why? Wang Shiyu wore a sleeveless short shirt. As she leaned forward, her two prominent hills inevitably pressed against the desk, and with her arms bent, supporting her elbows on the table, the slightly deformed, proud peaks that had been squeezed out from beneath her armpits revealed themselves—just like a delicate, subtle scene from the rural beauty chapter 393. Indeed, one thousand women make one thousand different kinds of shy, proud expressions. This saying truly holds true. The women that Lu Yun has encountered recently all appear similar on the surface, yet only the individuals themselves truly understand the subtle nuances when they're being expressive. Lu Yun was so captivated that he raised his head, leaned against the wall, and gently tilted his head to gaze at the profile of her hills. Originally, Wang Shiyu had intended to be considerate, fearing that Liang Hongyu might glance over and cause some unnecessary disturbance. Yet, she unintentionally revealed a hint of her springtime charm, giving Lu Yun a small, satisfying view. When she realized something was off, Lu Yun had already settled into his lesson as if nothing had happened. She glanced at herself and couldn’t see anything amiss—only realizing that after all the fuss she’d gone through with Lu Yun, she now felt a bit nervous and overwrought. Wang Shiyu, modest yet spirited, was gradually undergoing the early, subtle influence of Lu Yun. "Ugh, stop being so self-conscious!" Wang Shiyu gave Lu Yun a wide, dazzlingly charming glare. "Unless you can beat me, you’ll be stuck waiting in line for your prince-chivalry role all the way to the next life!" Can you beat me? Lu Yun’s mind stirred—was she hinting at something? With a gentle smile, he asked, "If I can beat you, will you then like me?" Wang Shiyu paused, suddenly realizing her earlier words had indeed carried a hint of implication. Her cheeks flushed, and she pouted, saying, "Until you actually beat me, of course. Don’t think you’re particularly strong—I can just kick you right out of the way!" "Lu Yun had seen some taekwondo matches and performances on TV—sure, a spinning side kick could send a person rolling like a barrel. Yet although Wang Shiyu claimed to be exceptionally skilled, she herself wasn't quite sure what level she had actually reached. "Hehe, just wait and see," Lu Yun chuckled. "Just based on what you said earlier, I'll definitely challenge you someday—and I promise it won't take you long to wait." "Don't think I'm doing this just to be your prince charming," he added. "I simply want you to realize that the national-style technique you've been learning is just a mere afterthought when compared to the traditions of Chinese martial arts." Wang Shiyu retorted with determination: "Then go ahead and challenge me—I'll show you what I'm made of." Lu Yun smirked: "And when you lose, don't just cry your eyes out—this content is from Chapter 393 of 'Rural Beauty of the Countryside.' "Wang Shiyu was naturally competitive. Upon hearing this, she gave a soft huff and said, "Don't get too excited yet. Who knows who will win—maybe even you might lose. What then, "Li Yun thought for a moment, then smiled, saying, "If I lose, you can do whatever you like. But I absolutely won't accept the role of your prince." Wang Shiyu glanced at him with disdain. She was undoubtedly one of the top fighters at the gym—usually three or four guys couldn't even stand a chance against her. Li Yun was simply too confident. She would make sure to give him a good lesson, so he'd learn that she wasn't someone to be taken lightly. "What if I win?" Li Yun asked. "You simply won't be able to beat me," Wang Shiyu replied with confidence. "Dream about it." "That's not certain," Li Yun pressed. "Then just tell me what you'd like to do if I win." Wang Shiyu looked at him and said, "As long as it doesn't cross my personal boundaries, you can do whatever you want." Li Yun smiled and added, "If I win, would you mind if I kiss your lips and touch the two things pressed against your desk?" Wang Shiyu stared straight at Lu Yun, her eyes wide with astonishment. How could he take advantage of her like this? It was simply unbearable. With her captivating gaze blazing, she exclaimed, "Alright, if you lose, I'll kick you right in the groin—so hard that you'll never marry again!" He had dared to take her for granted—without even thinking, she launched a fierce counterattack. Unintentionally, the two had reached a mutual agreement to spar. Lu Yun was sweating profusely. This delicate, beautiful young lady was so merciless—she wanted to make him childless! Seeing Wang Shiyu's confident expression, Lu Yun knew she was currently beyond his reach. He had to quickly go find Xinlan to learn some solid skills. If one day Wang Shiyu felt like it, and decided to challenge him, he’d be in serious trouble if he hadn’t mastered something worthwhile. "Agreed," Lu Yun said, "and if anyone backs out, it’ll be the little dog." Wang Shiyu whispered a soft, charming laugh: "This time, you're done. I simply don't believe you can beat me—just wait and see as I dismantle you, hehe." Land Yun felt his heart grow uneasy under her laughter, yet he refused to lose an inch in demeanor, countering with, "Hmph. When you're finally defeated, it'll be when my teeth have swollen your lips and my hands have thoroughly roughed up your little cheeks." ... Rural Beauty No. 393, Main Text No. 393—Wang Shiyu's powerful performance now complete!