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Chapter 95: Chapter 85 Qian Quan Pays His Respect to
Master Wang of Wudang Mountain!โ1
Translator: Inschain | Editor: Inschain
Qian Quanโs mood was off for the entire morning.
It wasnโt because he was bested in technique.
Victory and defeat are common in martial arts. Even with Grandmaster-level
Wing Chun skills, he never considered himself unbeatable.
With almost 8 billion people in the world, who could claim invincibility? Who could truly say they were undefeatable?
Furthermore, thereโs a saying in Wing Chun: with a Master, you understand limits; with an opponent, you know your standing.
However, Qian Quan didnโt want to lose to Shimizu Ichiroโs uncle.
Because he had observed that the opposition wasnโt seeking a victory in martial arts. They wanted to seek clarity from history, to address an old score.
It was a matter of principle.
For Qian Quan, a top student of history, that period of history was irrefutable. Anyone trying to distort, embellish, or tamper with it should be refuted and eliminated.
The more he thought about it, the more somber he felt.
Judging by their demeanor, not only would they take further action, but it would also be significant.
From this perspective, Zhang Xiangโerโs assessment was correct.
This was a test.
After class, Qian Quan sent Zhang Xiangโer a message, โIโve met Shimizu Ichiro
and his uncle.โ
Zhang Xiangโer quickly replied, โHow did it go?โ
โYou were right in your guess. This visit was to gauge us. Once heโs back, theyโll probably make a big scene in the name of his senior.โ
โSo, involving the authorities and media? Then stir up a public opinion storm online and offline, right?โ
Qian Quan scoffed, โThen itโll be mutually destructive.โ
-What do you mean?โ Zhang Xiangโer asked in shock. โAre you saying you arenโt confident of winning after meeting him?โ
โHeโs been hiding for so long. Would he stir things up without ample preparation?โ
โItโs in line with their national style.โ
Zhang Xiangโer detected an unusual tone in Qian Quanโs voice, sensing his anger, โWhat did he say?โ
โNothing, he just threw a leaf at me.
Being familiar with martial symbolism, Zhang Xiangโer asked, โYou didnโt catch it?โ
โI caught half of it. But thatโs not the point. The point is he wants to send a message, a message we absolutely donโt want to hear.
โSo, I wonโt let him win, even if it means I crawl out and heโs carried out.โ
Zhang Xiangโer pondered for a moment, โWe need to meet in person.โ
In the following days, Qian Quan spent more time practicing his โWudang Mountain Meditation.โ Maintaining such an inward, serene state led classmates to speculate, resulting in several caring notes and messages. Eventually, even Ding Linlang noticed. She made a special trip from Fudan University to Seacoast Normal University to dine with him.
Qian Quan was straightforward with her, โSoon, maybe in a month or three, Iโll
be in an important match with a foreign warrior.โ
โWill you get hurt?โ
โYes.โ
โCan you avoid it?โ
โNo.โ
โOkay, if you get hurt, Iโll take time off to care for you.โ
โAlright.โ
On Friday, Zhang Xiangโer came to Azure Bay. Qian Quan shared his observations and speculations with him.
โA descendant of a war criminal?โ Zhang Xiangโer bluntly asked.
โMost likely.โ
โAnd he dares to visit my Master!โ
โIs he also going to Wudang Mountain?โ
Zhang Xiangโer nodded.
โWill your Master refuse to see him?โ
โNo, on the contrary, he will meet him this time.โ
Qian Quan nodded. When you come to gauge, you should also be ready to expose.
Both sides were feeling each other out.
Early the next morningโฆ
Qian Quan and Zhang Xiangโer rushed to Wudang Mountain by plane. It wasnโt until 3 p.m. that they finally reached the top of Wudang Mountain.
Halfway up the mountain, to their surprise, they came face to face with Igarashi Yuugiri and Shimizu Ichiro, who were descending.
The four exchanged greetings, with Igarashi Yuugiri making a point to nod at
Qian Quan.
Qian Quan responded indifferently.
After they passed each other, Zhang Xiangโer remarked, โHe seems to be wary
of you.โ
Qian Quan remained noncommittal.
โBeing submissive in person, but treacherous behind the back, ever-changing, not knowing the meaning of friendship, only being intimidated by martial prowess โ such behavior is despicable. Hence, one shouldnโt show him any respect,โ quoted Zhang Xiangโer, referencing an old saying.
It was a fitting commentary on the situation.
The two continued their ascent and, upon reaching a Taoist temple, saw an old Taoist sitting on a rocky outcrop, napping and sunbathing.
The elderly Taoist, who appeared to be in his seventies or eighties, was lean and fit.
Zhang Xiangโer signaled to Qian Quan that this was his Master. Suddenly, Qian Quan asked, โWhatโs your Masterโs surname?โ โHis surname is Wang. He used to be called Wang Xiaoliu, but later the boss gave him the name Wang Dashun.โ
โHe actually told you that?โ
โHe mainly wanted to boast about the fact that the boss had named him.โ
โWell, thatโs indeed something to brag about.โ
They approached the old Taoist, and Zhang Xiangโer called out, โMaster.โ The Taoist opened his eyes.
โI am Qian Quan, and I am honored to meet the renowned Master Wang of Wudang Mountain,โ said Qian Quan, a line he had rehearsed all the way. โWell, wellโฆโ The Taoist assessed Qian Quan, then looked at his disciple and commented, โSeems youโve been outshined.โ
โYes, his talent is no less than mine. In a real fight, I canโt confidently say I d beat him,โ admitted Zhang Xiangโer.
The Taoist chuckled without correcting his disciple. He then addressed Qian Quan, โDid you meet the man?โ
โYes, I did.โ
โThatโs a pity.โ
โWhy is that?โ
โItโs a pity Iโm too old. If I were seventy or eighty years younger, I wouldโve broken one of his arms, making things easier for you two.1
โ You are awesome,โ remarked Qian Quan genuinely, sensing the distinctive presence of a veteran warrior.
The Taoist waved him off, โItโs nothing. Iโve lived over a hundred years and practiced for over seventy. I have no worldly attachments, except for one thing that I canโt let go of.โ
โI donโt understand.โ
The Taoist sighed, โOnly when you live to be a hundred will you truly understand. Material things cease to matter. Open your eyes, and the world appears. Close them, and it vanishes.โ
โFriends come and go; loved ones pass away. Ups and downs, wins and losses, everything changes continuously. Two moments are never the same.
โChange is the nature of the universe. Even as you listen to me, you are aging. Itโs relentless and fair.โ
โMasterโฆโ Zhang Xiangโer interjected, feeling that her master was digressing.
โI am not straying off-topic.โ
โMy point is even if we could become immortals, the country must be defeated! Even after a hundred years, no one can forgive them on our behalf!โ
Qian Quan nodded solemnly.
โIโve heard youโve started practicing โWudang Inner Peace Practiceโ?โ The Taoist changed the subject.
โYes.โ
โDo you feel like itโs yielding little results?โ
โAs itโs a meditative art, progress is slow and gradual.โ
The Taoist smirked, โIf a martial art takes eighty years to master, whatโs the point? You might as well get a good nightโs sleep, drink plenty of water, and dance in the town square.โ
Both Qian Quan and Zhang Xiangโer were taken aback, wondering if the master had had a little too much to drink.
โCome, letโs go inside. I have something special for you two.โ
The old Taoist spoke, then hopped down from Rocky, limping as he led the way.
His limp seemed to be the lingering effect of a gunshot wound from years ago. Upon entering the temple, the old Taoist fetched a jar and then took out several plastic bags from a drawer.
โThis is Zhenling Dan tea. Take one every three days; no more, no less.โ As he said this, he transferred the gray tablets from the jar into the plastic bags as if packaging some local specialty.
โIn one month, youโll see the effect. If they are to compete in three months, remember to disable one of his arms then.
โIs this tea that potent?โ Qian Quan was surprised. โAre there any side effects?โ โAs long as you consume it in the quantity Iโve advised, there will be no side effects. Well, there is one exception. If your Yang energy becomes too abundant, you will need to guide it properly. I believe I donโt need to say more on that matter, right?โ
โIsnโt Wudang Mountain known for practicing martial arts with a childโs purity?โ Qian Quan blurted out, then realized with an epiphany, so thatโs why Zhang Xiangโer was such a womanizer?
โ โ Donโt listen to nonsense. Being pure like a child has nothing to do with practicing martial arts. Itโs all about moderation. For instance, if one overexerts oneself the previous night, they may find themselves weak the next day.โ
The old Taoist truly had a carefree demeanor. His speech was straightforward and easy to understand, without any wordplay.
โCan I brew this tea myself?โ
โNo, itโs not that Iโm keeping secrets, but with the same ingredients, some people can produce poison, while others can make antidotes. A slight error can lead to drastic consequences, and I believe youโve encountered such cases before.โ
Qian Quan nodded.
โCome to see me after youโve finished drinking. f(r)eeweb(n)ovel
โAlright..โ