"You won, I lost," Cha said, completely convinced.

“I’m already a level higher than you. Besides, although you’re a blacksmith with great strength, wrestling requires skill; strength alone isn’t enough,” Gonchar said with a laugh.

Cha retreated back into the crowd, while Gonchar punched his solid, bronze chest several times.

"Who else!"

Gonchar shouted loudly, his momentum unstoppable.

Ye Feng naturally had no intention of participating; he had no interest in this kind of game.

However, to Ye Feng's surprise, a clear, crisp girl's voice suddenly rang out throughout the venue: "Feng said he wants to participate! Cousin, Feng wants to challenge you!"

Night Breeze felt a bit of a headache.

He didn't even need to look to know who this troublemaker was.

It must be Gangta's cousin, Ganglan!

Sure enough, Ganglan had a sly smile on his face and was pointing at Yefeng standing in the crowd.

Everyone present looked towards Ye Feng.

Gonchar laughed and said, "Wind, I've been waiting for you for a long time! Come here quickly!"

Night Wind sighed helplessly and shook his head, saying, "I never said that. I don't intend to wrestle with you."

Gonchar knew, of course, that Night Wind wouldn't challenge him on its own initiative. Ganglan's shout just now must have been that brat's idea.

However, Gonchar had long wanted to test Nightwind's strength, so how could he let such a good opportunity slip by?

So Gonchar pretended not to understand and said, "Feng, everyone's watching! Come here quickly! Stop being so indecisive like a woman, people will laugh at you!"

As soon as Gonchar finished speaking, all the burly men around him started to jeer.

"That's right, Feng, hurry up and show us what you've got!"

"Feng, I believe you can win!"

"Let's teach that arrogant Gonchar a lesson, ha ha!"

Ye Feng felt someone pushing him hard from behind; it was undoubtedly Jiang Lingxuan.

Because Sun Muqing would never do such a thing.

Night Breeze felt extremely helpless, but there was no way to back down now.

So Ye Feng shook his head, took off his shirt and threw it to Sun Muqing, and then walked towards Gonchar step by step.

Goncharov's muscles bulged, each one seemingly containing explosive power.

In comparison, Night Wind's body looked really too frail.

Although Ye Feng also has muscles, they are not very noticeable, and Ye Feng's muscles do not have sharp angles, but rather a soft feel.

In addition, Ye Feng's skin is naturally fair, so he doesn't have that kind of powerful, bronze-colored look at all.

"Are you ready, wind?" Gonchar asked.

Night Breeze nodded and said, "Ready."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony!"

Gonchar chuckled maliciously, then charged towards the night wind like a savage bull.

The night wind did not retreat; it raised its hands and pressed down on Gonchar's shoulders, immediately stopping Gonchar's charge.

Gonchar reacted quickly, immediately grabbing Yefeng's shoulders and pulling him up like a radish, trying to lift Yefeng's feet off the ground.

But when Gonchar pulled hard, Night Wind stood still on the ground, as if its feet were firmly connected to the earth.

Gonchar's expression changed slightly, and he let out a loud shout, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make Ye Feng lift off the ground.

However, the women around them couldn't see the point. In their eyes, Gonchar's imposing presence was far beyond what Night Wind could match.

So the women started cheering and shouting for Gonchar.

"Go Gonchar!"

You can definitely win!

I believe in you!

"Gonchar, you absolutely will not lose to this guy!"

Jiang Lingxuan seemed a little unconvinced and shouted, "Ye Feng, you can do it too! You definitely won't lose to Gonchar!"

From the crowd, Gonchar's first wife shouted, "Gonchar, if you lose, you can forget about entering the tent tonight!"

Jiang Lingxuan wouldn't back down an inch and yelled at Ye Feng, "Ye Feng, if you lose, you're not getting into the tent either!"

The men and women around them burst into laughter, and Gang Kui and Gang Lan, those two rascals, chuckled along with them.

Sun Muqing's cheeks turned bright red. She glared at Jiang Lingxuan with embarrassment and annoyance, and tugged at her sleeve.

"Why are you making a fuss?" Sun Muqing said.

"It's just for fun, that's what makes it interesting," Jiang Lingxuan said with a grin.

Gonchar was still trying, but he still couldn't get the night wind to get up.

Just then, Ye Feng suddenly executed an over-the-shoulder throw, swinging Gonchar around and slamming him to the ground with a thud.

Upon seeing this, everyone around gasped in utter astonishment.

"The wind actually won!"

"See? I told you the wind would win!"

"Feng must be a martial artist!"

"I think so too!"

No matter what others said, the night wind pretended not to hear it.

He then reached out and pulled Gonchar up from the ground.

"Sorry, looks like you won't be getting into your wife's tent tonight," Night Breeze joked.

Gonchar shook his head and said, "It's alright. If I can't get into my first wife's tent, I still have the tents of my second, third, and third wives!"

However, Gonchar's first wife said from the crowd, "You're not getting in any of them!"

Gonchardon immediately turned into a sour face.

The people around him laughed even louder, all watching Goncharov make a fool of himself.

Ye Feng returned to the tent with Sun Muqing and Jiang Lingxuan.

As soon as they entered the tent, Ye Feng raised his hand and cast a barrier, isolating them from the outside world.

Then Ye Feng pushed Jiang Lingxuan down onto the blanket and said, "Looks like I have to teach you a lesson and assert your authority as husband!"

"Then come on!"

Jiang Lingxuan looked at Ye Feng with seductive eyes and said.

Sun Muqing blushed deeply, unsure whether to watch the show or join in.

Ye Feng, of course, wouldn't neglect Sun Muqing, and immediately ordered, "Muqing, hold her hands and feet down, don't let her move!"

"Okay...okay."

Sun Muqing immediately ran over, grabbed Jiang Lingxuan's hand, and held her down firmly.

A moment later, a high-pitched scream, louder than a lifetime, rang out from inside the tent.

However loud the noise inside the tent, no one outside could hear a thing.

Gangkui and Ganglan hid outside the tent, listening intently for a long time, but could only hear the whistling of the wind across the grassland.

"Why is there no sound at all?" Ganglan said.

Gang Kui was a little embarrassed and said hesitantly, "Sis, isn't this inappropriate?"

“There’s nothing wrong with it. Besides, we’ve all spied on my cousin and his wives when they do those kinds of things,” Ganglan said without hesitation.