Chapter 142: Not Fighting?

“I... feel a little dizzy...” Qin Siyao had intended to ask a few questions, but a wave of dizziness swept over her mind.

In the next moment...

With a soft thud, she collapsed into Ling Qiu’s arms.

Ling Qiu, holding this beautiful woman exuding a delicate fragrance, quickly pressed several acupuncture points on her body and infused her with some energy.

Then he handed her over to Qin Haishan.

“Old Master Qin, although your granddaughter’s soul parasite is easier to purge than yours, she hasn’t practiced internal martial arts like you. Her body is weak and needs rest.”

Qin Haishan carefully supported Qin Siyao and laid her down on the sofa.

“Mr. Ling... you... are unkind...” Qin Haishan turned his head, giving Ling Qiu a wry smile.

This old man was quite clever; he instantly knew Ling Qiu had done this deliberately. Yet... he showed no anger at all.

Ling Qiu smiled faintly, “Just a joke to lighten the mood.”

Then, his tone shifted. “Go prepare me a wolf hair brush, a cinnabar inkstone, and eight pure silver objects.”

Seeing Ling Qiu become serious again, Qin Haishan, who was becoming familiar with his style, immediately ordered his men to prepare the items without hesitation.

Before long, everything was ready.

Ling Qiu then dipped the brush in the cinnabar ink and began writing obscure and cryptic characters on yellow paper. Under his brush, the ink seemed to emit a strange faint glow.

Qin Haishan thought he even smelled a burning heat emanating from it...

Ling Qiu was drawing talismanic symbols to set up a formation here, waiting for the mastermind to fall into his trap.

This formation was called the Eight-Directions Binding.

Not the most powerful formation, but certainly enough to capture a mortal with some knowledge of mystical arts.

After finishing, Ling Qiu prepared to leave. “Old Master Qin, if all goes as expected, this person will come within two days. With this formation, they will be caught in their own trap. At that time, just have someone capture them. Once captured, contact me—I will handle the rest.”

Qin Haishan nodded repeatedly, clasping his fists in gratitude. “Mr. Ling... thank you so much! To help our Qin family to this extent, I...”

Ling Qiu waved his hand dismissively, “You misunderstand. I’m not some righteous hero. I’m helping the Qin family for my own reasons.”

Qin Haishan looked up and asked, “What purpose?”

Ling Qiu pointed to the half piece of the Ghost Head Tuo in Qin Haishan’s hand. “What I want is this.”

Qin Haishan suddenly understood.

“Good! No problem! As long as the mastermind is dealt with, if you want this item, I, Qin Haishan, will give it to you!”

He had no affection for this thing anyway—it nearly killed him and almost harmed his precious granddaughter.

Furthermore...

Qin Haishan held no special feelings for Ma Wang Mountain either. After all, as someone who turned to these skills halfway through life, he had already risked the entire Qin family to preserve that token for Ma Wang Mountain. That was as benevolent as one could be.

“I’m leaving.”

Ling Qiu waved lightly and turned away, efficient and decisive.

Qin Haishan personally accompanied him to the gate and arranged a car to send Ling Qiu off.

Watching the vehicle’s taillights fade into the distance, he let out a deep breath. His cloudy old eyes gradually kindled a fiery gleam.

“Ling Qiu... the more I understand him, the more unfathomable he becomes—no wonder he is the most treasured grandson of Ling Fangxian... I wonder what lofty heights he will reach in the future!”

...

Ling Qiu was already on his way back to school.

Crossing his legs and closing his eyes to rest, his mind was filled with anticipation for the Ghost Head Tuo, almost forgetting...

There was still a challenge match waiting for him at school!

At this moment,

Jiangnan University,

In the gymnasium,

Finally...

The clock struck two o’clock,

The appointed time for the challenge!

Everyone was in an uproar...

Because, in their eyes... the once proud and boastful Ling Qiu was truly scared! He had fled! He dared not show up!!

Park Chang coldly glanced over the members of the Chinese Kung Fu Club, lifting his chin with a proud, mocking expression:

“The challenge time has arrived, and Ling Qiu dares not accept! — Who among you dares to step forward?”

After he spoke, the room fell silent.

Park Chang sneered, “Ha! Is this your Chinese? Is this your Chinese Kung Fu? — A bunch of spineless trash! Coming here today was a waste of my time! Bring out your champion so I can crush them myself!”

His words stirred excitement among the various martial arts clubs in the audience, who erupted in cheers!

Especially the Taekwondo and Karate clubs.

Some were merely jeering, while others truly despised Ling Qiu from their hearts.

A coward who couldn’t even face a fight... what right did he have to be so highly praised before?

Many who now scorned Ling Qiu had once praised him.

Indeed, these people were utterly unprincipled.

Praise to the skies in good times, and spit on like dogs in bad.

Such was their nature.

...

“I’ll go!”

At that moment, Big Luo suddenly stood up, face flushed with determination.

Zhao Dezhu and Skinny Luo were stunned and hurriedly tried to stop him, “Sit down! Are you crazy?! This is Park Chang! A true expert far stronger than Park Daozi!”

Big Luo clenched his fists. “Then should we just let him keep insulting our China, our Chinese Kung Fu?! — I’ll take the challenge! In the past two days, I’ve made new breakthroughs in Bajiquan. Maybe I can last a couple of moves!”

Ignoring their protests, Big Luo strode out of the stands and headed straight to the ring!

“Huh??”

“Wow? Someone actually stepped up to challenge?!”

“That’s Big Luo, isn’t it?! He couldn’t even beat Wu Feng before! Now he wants to challenge Park Chang... isn’t that suicide?!”

“... Are all Chinese Kung Fu practitioners just brainless brutes?”

“Terrifying. Good thing I practice Karate... these Chinese Kung Fu guys have no brains! Practicing Chinese Kung Fu must reduce IQ!”

Whispers filled the stands, and even Park Chang on the platform was slightly taken aback.

Seeing Big Luo approach the ring, Park Chang frowned, “This small fry dares to challenge me?”

Park Chang’s expression was haughty.

Big Luo stood firm before him, clenching his fists. “I’m here to prove that our Chinese Kung Fu... is not useless! We... ah!”

But before Big Luo could finish, Park Chang suddenly struck!

His movement was lightning fast!

In a flash, he appeared before Big Luo and delivered a fierce kick to his stomach!

Big Luo was sent flying over two meters!

He tumbled and barely lifted his head again, only for everyone to see...

Blood steadily trickling from the corner of his mouth!

No doubt... that kick had caused internal injury!!

“Trash!”

Park Chang snorted coldly, his eyes full of contempt, raising his voice:

“This is your Chinese Kung Fu? What a laughable people, what a laughable martial art! Frankly... compared to our Republic of Korea’s Taekwondo, your Chinese Kung Fu doesn’t even deserve to tie its shoes!!”

[Fourth update now live. By the way, a belated congratulations and thanks to IG! After so many years of waiting, it finally happened!]