Urban Genius Divine Doctor

Chapter 249: Chapter 249: This Man Is Too Monstrous

"From this day forth, we part, a world of longing between us, with no one to tell..." As the melancholic and lingering notes of the guqin and his voice faded, Wang Chenning finished his piece.

He pressed his hands onto the strings, signaling the end of his performance. The entire hall fell silent. Not a sound could be heard.

"The melody lingers long after the music has stopped. Truly, it lingers!" someone finally exclaimed, unable to contain their admiration.

Applause followed, coming mainly from the Huaxia exchange delegation.

Aside from a few live reports to the camera, Zhao Xiao’an had been live-streaming the entire event on Weibo.

Wang Chenning’s proactive acceptance of the challenge, followed by his effortlessly elegant performance of the guqin piece, naturally stunned the online audience.

"Holy shit, is Teacher Wang an all-rounder??"

"Teacher Wang is so awesome, and so handsome! He completely wipes the floor with all those pretty-boy pop stars!"

"Teacher Wang should get into show business. With this incredible skill alone, he could outshine any A-list celebrity. And on top of that, he’s so handsome!"

"Being his girlfriend would be way too stressful."

"Right? What woman wouldn’t love a guy that handsome? Anyway, from now on, I’m calling him my hubby! Chief Reporter Zhao, don’t you go trying to steal my man, okay?"

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Zhao Xiao’an didn’t actually know much about Wang Chenning. The more she learned, the more she felt the man was an enigma.

’This guy... he knows how to do so many things, and he’s an expert at all of them. Who on earth raised such a monster?’

She was dying to meet his grandfather, his parents, and the rest of his family.

But neither Zhao Xiao’an nor anyone else could have possibly dreamed that many of Wang Chenning’s skills were actually mastered by an expert he had once subdued; he had simply inherited them all for free. Furthermore, he was already naturally gifted and intelligent, far beyond any ordinary person.

To call him a "monster" was still a bit of an understatement.

After hearing the piece Wang Chenning played, Li Yanxian knew her own skill with the guqin was no match for his.

She had initially considered conceding defeat proactively, just as Jin Dingjia had done. But after a moment of thought, she decided to perform a piece anyway.

The piece she chose was also one of the most famous guqin compositions: *Guangling San*.

This piece was majestic and powerful, not typically something suited for a young woman to perform.

For a beauty like Li Yanxian, a piece like *Yangchun Baixue* or *Three Melodies of the Plum Blossom* would have been more fitting.

Wang Chenning was also surprised that Li Yanxian would choose such a sonorous and masculine piece, and he couldn’t help but see her in a new light.

It was clear her skill with the guqin was quite impressive; from the very first note, she immediately set a powerful mood.

However, anyone who understood the guqin could clearly sense that her performance lacked the expected level of masculine energy. The somber, murderous aura of the piece never reached its full intensity.

As Wang Chenning listened, he was tempted several times to reach out and play, to help her elevate the atmosphere, but he ultimately restrained himself.

Still, her performance was quite good overall.

But to everyone’s surprise, after finishing, Li Yanxian didn’t stop there. Instead, she invited Wang Chenning to play *Guangling San* as well.

Wang Chenning did not refuse.

The disparity in their skills was immediately apparent to everyone.

The majestic power of Wang Chenning’s performance was far more intense. During the most thrilling passage, it was as if a great army was charging forth.

However, the piece Wang Chenning played was not identical to Li Yanxian’s. All ancient guqin compositions have several versions, and the one Wang Chenning knew was the most difficult and also the most magnificent.

When the piece concluded, the hall once again fell deathly silent. Everyone remained immersed in the music, unable to snap back to reality for a long time.

The atmosphere of the music had swept them away, stirring their emotions.

After a good thirty seconds, the first clap was heard. It was Li Yanxian who started the applause.

Immediately, the entire hall erupted in applause more thunderous than after any of the previous contests.

Even if the South Koreans were unwilling to admit it, everyone could tell that Wang Chenning’s skill was far superior to Li Yanxian’s.

This pained many of the students who worshiped Li Yanxian as a goddess.

Li Yanxian was the pride of Seoul University, a symbol of the school, and widely acknowledged as the number one beauty in South Korea.

Not only was she beautiful, with a stunning figure, but she also came from an illustrious family and was incredibly talented—a perfect goddess in every sense.

Unfortunately, Wang Chenning had just shattered a piece of that perfect image.

Li Yanxian was more stunned than anyone by the atmosphere Wang Chenning had created, but she was also the first to snap out of it.

After applauding to acknowledge him, she rose gracefully, gave Wang Chenning an elegant bow, and repeated the same words in both Chinese and Korean, "Next, Mr. Wang and I will proceed with the calligraphy competition. I hope I don’t lose two rounds in a row!"

Her words were a clear, proactive concession. While her surrender wasn’t as nonchalant as Jin Dingjia’s, Wang Chenning found her graceful manner of admitting defeat much more to his liking.

’This woman is truly extraordinary.’

’It makes sense, though,’ he thought. ’Born into a massive conglomerate like the Shanxing Group, she must have witnessed all sorts of power struggles from a young age. Her father is the group’s current de facto leader, and she’s their only daughter—a true princess who’s had the best education since birth. A woman like that could never be simple.’

With Li Yanxian’s concession, the South Korean judge had no choice but to declare Wang Chenning the winner.

Although the Huaxia team was now up 3-0, the Go match was still underway, and the other calligraphy competition also had to continue.

After giving Li Yanxian a brilliant smile, Wang Chenning strode over to the table where the ink and brushes were prepared, ready to begin.

’Honestly,’ Wang Chenning thought, ’these South Koreans are hilarious. Gleefully serving up their faces for us Huaxia people to slap.’

’And this little missy, Li Yanxian, she really doesn’t know her own limits.’

A sudden thought struck Wang Chenning. ’Could she be acting on Li Fuzhen’s wishes, deliberately trying to make me look good?’

’If that’s the case, I should probably give Li Fuzhen another little reward.’

Wang Chenning didn’t begin writing immediately. Instead, he asked Li Yanxian which script style she practiced. Upon learning that she had studied the Liu style since she was a child, Wang Chenning immediately picked up his brush and began to write a copy of the *Nine Mysteries Mountain Ode*. This work is widely regarded in calligraphy circles as the most beautiful stele inscription in the Liu style, considered even more aesthetically pleasing than the famous *Divine Strategy Army Stele* or the *Mysterious Secret Tower Stele*.

Li Yanxian didn’t start either. As Wang Chenning wrote, she stood quietly to one side, watching him.

Seeing the effortlessly elegant manner in which Wang Chenning wrote out the *Nine Mysteries Mountain Ode*, her eyes widened in astonishment.

"No wonder my aunt holds you in such high regard. You really are something else," she muttered in a voice only the two of them could hear. "You just came here today to humiliate us, didn’t you?"

"No," Wang Chenning said, shaking his head. "I just wanted to give you an immersive experience of the excellence of Huaxia’s traditional culture. I want you to understand that the little bit you’ve mastered is nothing compared to our Huaxia masters. I hope you’ll stop being frogs in a well. In every single aspect, we are stronger than you."

Li Yanxian stared speechlessly at the supremely confident Wang Chenning, then snapped back, "Aren’t you supposed to be best at traditional medicine? Go defeat our national physicians in that field first, then we can talk. Don’t be the one going home in disgrace!"

"Then come and watch. I hope you’ll witness with your own two eyes how I completely crush your so-called ’national physicians’!"

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