Chapter 106: Flying Horse Treading on Sparrow, A Combination of Techniques! (1/2)
Chapter 106: Flying Horse Treading on Sparrow, A Combination of Techniques!
“A woman who went by the surname of Tang.” When Wang Chao heard Chen Aiyang’s words, Wang Chao’s mind immediately thought of an indescribable memory. This feeling had been like a landslide near the ocean and an eruption of a volcano.
“What was her name?” As he spoke, Wang Chao’s began to quaver, no longer having that calm and collected tone.
“Hm?” Sensing that Wang Chao’s heart had been perturbed, Chen Aiyang gave a curious stare. When it came to a master of Chinese boxing like Wang Chao, even if Mount Tai itself was crumbling in front of him, he would not bat an eye. After cultivating his mind to a high state, for something like this to cause so much shock, Chen Aiyang couldn’t help but feel curious.
“Eh…uh…no, it’s nothing. Do you happen to know what her full name was?” Wang Chao quickly calmed his nerves and adopted a calm expression.
Chen Aiyang shook his head, “Before the competition, she only said her family name was Tang without mention of her full name. After the matter, I wasn’t able to find out any details to her identity. It’s almost as if she has no identity. But, the world is truly vast with hidden dragons and crouching tigers throughout the lands.”
“How old was she?” Wang Chao asked.
“She looked to be 25 or 26 years old. But with her martial arts reaching perfection and the realm of nothing, her appearances cannot be an accurate guess to her real age. However, I would guess that she is at least 30 years old.” Chen Aiyang thought.
“What did she look like?” Wang Chao pressed on.
“I can’t describe her well, but there is a recording of our fight from that day, take a look! Her martial arts has truly reached the pinnacle of it all, but I don’t know just how she managed to do such a feat. She held back on that day, otherwise, I would have been killed there and then.” Chen Aiyang spoke with some lingering fear. But he shook his head as if trying not to believe the reality of what happened in that fight.
“You have a recording! Why didn’t you say that sooner?” Wang Chao spoke.
When Chen Aiyang said that he had fought against a woman with the family name of Tang, Wang Chao couldn’t help but think of the Tang Zichen would left him three years ago.
The very same Tang Zichen who had changed his life.
Tang Zichen’s skill at martial arts had brought her to a level where water would only reach to her knees, a level far beyond Chen Aiyang. By the time she had written the True Record of Guoshu, she had already been 28 years old. It had been four or five years since then, and with Chen Aiyang’s estimation that she was around 30 years old, this would fit with her approximate age.
The perception of an expert was quite intense, and that was especially true for an expert like Chen Aiyang who had reached the Transforming Jin realm.
The signs were obvious, the woman with the family name of Tang was definitely Tang Zichen. But Wang Chao couldn’t help but feel anxious and didn’t dare accept it. Chen Aiyang only knew that her last name was Tang after all.
“Brother Wang, what has gotten into you today for you to be so jumpy?” Chen Aiyang’s eyebrows narrowed together.
Smiling, Wang Chao barely managed to rein in his nerves, “Let’s first take a look at the recording.”
Making a phone call, Chen Aiyang relayed an order for someone to bring the recording over. Soon enough, the recording was played back on the LCD TV mounted on the wall. With a flickering motion, the fight within the lounge of the headquarters could be seen on its display.
Spellbound, Wang Chao was entranced by the purple-dressed woman on the display. Every camera angle, every word, and every movement had been a breath of fresh air to him. It had left such a deep and immeasurable imprint on Wang Chao that he would never be able to get rid of it.
Seeing this image, the memories of three years ago that had nearly been forgotten all came rushing back such as practicing with Tang Zichen at the shores of Lake Tianxing. Every scene, every action, everything came flowing back to him in crystal clear memory.
Walking on the water jars, hitting the sandbags, and taking a tumble onto the ground. Each time he had a bruise, it had been Tang Zichen who carefully used medicine or her needles to treat his wounds.
Every single time he practiced with the spear and felt his arms begin to ache, it had been Tang Zichen who helped massage the arms to lax the muscles.
Every time he practiced another set of stances, it had been her who corrected him. Every mnemonic of martial arts he had learned, it had been her who explained it to him.
In those two years, food, clothes, living–everything had been provided for by Tang Zichen.
To Wang Chao, Tang Zichen had been like his beloved elder sister who was looking after her weak younger brother lovingly. This type of feeling had suddenly came gushing out as soon as he saw the familiar figure of her on the display.
“Your younger brother has grown up, did you know that? But yet, your younger brother has still not caught up with you. I cannot pass down your teachings just yet.” Wang Chao spoke to himself in a voice only he could hear with a look of anguish.
His train of thought had brought him to that evening.
The sunset was giving off its final radiance over the glittering Lake Tianxing.
With both oars drifting through the waters, the tiny boat gently floated to the center of the water.
Tang Zichen stepped upon the water, and floated away from him.
From that moment on, Wang Chao had never seen her again. From that moment on in Wang Chao’s heart, this sister of his was akin to the Immortals from Daoism that descended into the mortal world to enlighten him.
From that day, that familiar sensation of melodious and pure singing would forever drift through Wang Chao’s heart.
“Together we paddle this boat,
Through the waves it shall float,
A beautiful white tower rising above the waters
This scenery surrounded by trees and the red wall moat,
The boat is gentle, and upon the waters it feels fair,