Chapter 3 (2/2)

After watching, Xia Qingchen shook his head lightly. “Mediocre and ordinary!”

He continued, “Look closely, this is what true finger arts are!”

He executed the finger art Swordsman Pingyang had displayed earlier, demonstrating each move clearly. The ordinary finger art actually now had the concept of a supreme martial ancestor when being executed by Xia Qingchen!

Swordsman Pingyang’s face was flushed red with anger. “This old man is still proficient in fist techniques!”

Halfway through his display, Xia Qingchen shouted, “Truly unbearable to look at! You completely have no idea about one of the eight-stars and four secrets of fist techniques!”

“Open your eyes wide and take a look at what a true fist technique is!”

It was the same fist technique, but Xia Qingchen transformed this ordinary technique into a seemingly magical one, undoubtedly capable of causing people to shout with praise if there were any onlookers here!

Retracting his fists, Xia Qingchen coldly glanced at Swordsman Pingyang. “Do you still want to showcase your two other areas of proficiency?”

Right now, Swordsman Pingyang’s face alternated between shades of green and red. His chest heaved violently, displaying the tumultuous emotions in his heart.

Staring at the overbearing Xia Qingchen, Swordsman Pingyang lifted his index finger and pointed over. “You, you…”

Xia Qingchen coldly spoke, “Me? What about me? With your half-baked standards, you even dare to come out and guide others?”

Waving his hand, Xia Qingchen was like smacking a fly away. “Scram immediately, stop hampering students with your incompetence!”

Swordsman Pingyang, who was originally already extremely agitated, was now mercilessly berated by Xia Qingchen.

This extremely proud man felt a burst of anger attacking his heart, which caused him to involuntarily cough out blood. After that. his eyes rolled back and he fainted on the spot.

“So angry that he coughed out blood and fainted?” Xia Qingchen spoke with contempt.

A true expert would have a heart that was as receptive as an echoing canyon. How would one cough out blood due to agitation and faint because of pride?

A short while later, Xia Yuan who heard the grievous news swiftly hurried over.

When he saw the situation, his expression changed drastically!

“Don’t blame me, he got so angered that he coughed out blood and fainted.” Xia Qingchen helplessly shrugged.

Xia Yuan misunderstood. He thought that Xia Qingchen’s talent was too inferior and had angered Swordsman Pingyang to this extent due to his ineptness. Hence, he couldn’t help but have a face filled with worry.

“This is troublesome! Swordsman Pingyang is your elder cousin’s esteemed teacher. Your cousin has always been extremely respectful toward him. If he knew that you anger his teacher to this extent, he most probably wouldn’t let this matter rest,” Xia Yuan spoke with worry.

Right from the start, the genius Xia Qilin had always looked down on Xia Qingchen.

He had never treated Xia Qingchen as his own kin.

If he knew that his esteemed teacher was so angered to this extent by Xia Qingchen, he would definitely feel resentment in his heart.

“Could it be that he would attack our manor?” Xia Qingchen casually spoke.

Xia Yuan bitterly smiled. “Two months later, it will be the sixtieth birthday of your grandfather Xia Cangliu, and the birthday party will be held in your second uncle’s Northern Xia Manor. If you don’t go, people would surely call you unfilial.”

Xia Cangliu was Xia Yuan and Xia Xun’s father. He was also the grandfather of Xia Qingchen and Xia Qilin.

Because his second uncle had many businesses under him, as well as a larger residential place, his grandfather had always stayed in his second uncle’s place.

He would be extremely cold to Xia Qingchen’s father who was clearly worth much lesser compared to Xia Xun. He had never visited them before.

And for his birthday celebration this time, it was organized in Xia Qingchen’s second uncle’s house.

“When soldiers come, a general will block them. When water floods, the earth will absorb it. There would naturally be a solution at that time.” Xia Qingchen wasn’t bothered at all.

Would he fear a mere Xia Qilin?

As for Xia Yuan, he was clearly extremely worried. He commanded someone to send the unconscious Swordsman Pingyang back.

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A day later, at the Northern Xia Manor in the City.

Xia Qilin returned with a face filled with anger.

Xia Xun was pacing anxiously in the courtyard. Upon seeing his son’s return, he asked, “You went to see Master Pingyang, how is his condition?”

Yesterday, when he learned that something had happened to Master Pingyang, Xia Qilin had immediately headed forth to pay a visit. He only just returned now.

“Although my teacher has awakened, due to anger attacking his heart, his lower body is now paralyzed. He cannot get off the bed and walk; he also cannot speak.” Xia Qilin smashed a tiny stone lion beside him into pieces in a fit of anger. “That little bastard, Xia Qingchen, he actually caused my esteemed teacher to be in such a state. I’m going to cripple him!”

In his eyes, his younger paternal cousin wasn’t even as important as an outsider.

As he spoke, he turned and wanted to head to the Southern Xia Manor to account for this debt.

Xia Xun held him back as he shouted, “Foolish! So what if you head over now? If you really attacked, do you think your eldest uncle would sit on the fence?”

“What should I do then?” Xia Qilin impatiently wanted to expel this breath of bad qi for the sake of his esteemed teacher.

Xia Xun contemplated, “Your grandfather’s birthday will be held two months later. It is fine if he doesn’t come, but if he comes, you would be able to make plans.”

Upon hearing this, Xia Qilin’s eyes brightened. “Right. At that time, I will find some friends to aid me. I will definitely teach him a good lesson!”