Chapter 9: Tang Zichen’s needle (2/2)

The surrounding area around him was far too spectacular for Wang Chao to describe. It was a graceful yet quiet place that could normally only be seen on television or like the painting of Prospect Garden from Dream of the Red Chamber.

TL Note:

“Wow, there’s a lot of cool houses here! If my family were to have a house like this, that’d be great.” Wang Chao’s neck had hurt from all the turning to look at every house, but then he remembered that his goal was to find sis Chen.

“One building, two buildings, three buildings….” Wang Chao continued to count for a long moment before finally reaching the eighteenth building. Standing far away, he began to shout out, “Sis Chen, sis Chen!”

“Your sis Chen is right behind you!”

Just as Wang Chao had begun shouting, a voice could be heard right behind him. Sure enough, it was Tang Zichen that was slowly making her way towards Wang Chao.

Today, Tang Zichen was wearing a clean purple Tang suit that looked quite reserved that exudes a refined manner of grace. In fact, Wang Chao had never seen a girl wear a Tang suit so well before! In an instant, he had been caught dumbstruck.

“Ouch!” Suddenly, Wang Chao felt a shocking pain in his arm as he gritted his teeth together.

“Eh?” Tang Zichen quickly made her way forward before coming to Wang Chao’s side. Lifting his clothes out of the way, she saw the black and blue fist and elbow that he had been hiding.

When Tang Zichen had lifted her arm, the pain Wang Chao had experienced was so much that he felt like he was ready to faint.

Tang Zichen immediately pressed a finger to his skin like a chicken pecking at rice. But the only thing that Wang Chao could feel was a slight amount of numbness before his entire arm no longer hurt, instead, an itching feeling replaced it.

“Come with me!” Tang Zichen took him into the villa where the glass louge was.

The lounge was extraordinarily expansive with floors that seeme to shine brightly. Wang Chao didn’t know what material was used to decorate the interior, but the entire place was made of pure white with some veins of purple and gold.

There was a giant sofa, a suspended plasma screen tv, and even a giant crystal glass wall filled with tropical fish. These were all signs of a wealthy lifestyle.

“How did you manage to get yourself hurt like this?” Tang Zichen sat Wang Chao down and interrogated him.

Wang Chao naturally didn’t hide anything from her and began to speak of his tale.

Tang Zichen calmly listened to Wang Chao until he finished before nodding her head, “You’ve learned the three integrals in two months, that’s not bad. But the three integrals are for strengthening the foundation and strength, not for fighting. That officer Cao is not a bad external practitioner, and you’ve only learned the basics with no fighting experience. Obviously, he was never an opponent you could hope to win against.”

“Sis Chen, what is external martial arts Is there an internal martial arts as well?” Wang Chao asked.

Tang Zichen lifted up her right hand where saw a golden ring on her forefinger. But upon closer inspection, he realized that it was not a gold ring at all, but a golden strand of string. “Martial arts has no inner or outer or internal or external. There are only external and internal practitioners. Back when Sun Lu-Tang and Song Shirong were both alive, they clearly stated what it meant to be an internal or external practitioner. To be good at cultivating Qi was to be an inner practitioner, and to be otherwise was to be an external practitioner. That officer Cai most likely only hardened his muscles, skin and bones and probably isn’t at the Hidden Power stage yet. But, you aren’t either and cannot harden any part of your body, making you weaker than he is.”

“Okay, we’ll talk about that later where I can explain it slowly. First let’s treat your arm. The bruising in your arm is quite severe, if left alone, it may become deformed. But still, your talent is quite good, your sister didn’t choose the wrong person. I’ll teach you all that I know later so that this officer Cao will receive his dues later. We can even break his hand in return later.”

Tang Zichen slowly took the golden ring off of her finger and began to slowly straighten them.

Wang Chao couldn’t help but think about just how much these needles resembled those from acupuncture.