Chapter 685: Flying Man
Chapter 685: Flying Man
The unscrupulous reporter, Zhao Yao, should have never said Auntie Ren was working as a prostitute right in front of gramps Ren and Xiao Qin.
Luckily, he didn’t mention the ‘patron’ was my father! Although my father and Auntie Ren really did get together later on, they were both innocent at the time!
Gramps Ren moved as fast as lightning, even Xiao Qin’s movements were almost impossible to see with the naked eye.
In an instant, Zhao Yao was taken from where he stood, leaving only the microphone behind on the ground which was picked up by the principal. The cameraman, who always keeps silent, exclaimed out in surprise.
I could see gramps Ren extend his arms, fists changed into open palm, then open palm changed into grabs. In the blink of an eye, he executed a lift, a grapple, a fling, a combination of movements, then Zhao Yao he… he began flying up in the air.
It’s a human helicopter! All fours of his limbs extended outwards and he began spinning in mid-air like a windmill.
Sometimes his head was facing down at the ground and sometimes it was pointed up at the sky. Most of the time, his head was less than 20 cm from the brick floor and it made him want to piss his pants.
Whenever Zhao Yao would begin to fall down due to gravity, gramps Ren would immediately give him a strike, a punch, or a palm, to hit the part of Zhao Yao that would make him continue to spin.
Zhao Yao didn’t weigh much, so it didn’t seem like it took much effort for gramps Ren to turn him into a human windmill.
Xiao Qin was also on the opposite side helping her grandfather. She followed along the direction Zhao Yao rotated, then clenched her fists and rained it down upon Zhao Yao’s body. Regardless if it was the face or stomach, none of her hits showed an ounce of mercy. Zhao Yao soon had a nosebleed and he began to wail.
“Help, help, they’re hitting a reporter… freedom of the press…!”
Gramps Ren gave Zhao Yao a large slap and he almost bit his tongue, so he couldn’t yell out loud anymore.
Normally, Zhao Yao’s small body would not be able to survive from Xiao Qin’s punches while she was in a half-darkened state.
Although Xiao Qin did not hold back, she punched in line with the direction her grandfather was spinning Zhao Yao.
Most of the force of the punches were transformed into rotational power, so they did not play a destructive role in destroying his inner organs.
Even so, Zhao Yao was hit until he was bruised and swollen, even his own mother could not recognize him.
Xiao Qin and her grandfather worked together in perfect unison and was able to actually make Zhao Yao rotate close to two minutes in the air without landing.
As you can imagine, that was the most difficult two minutes of Zhao Yao’s life. Not only did he have to endure Xiao Qin’s hard punches, but every half a second, he would look down at the ground and feel the fear of crashing straight down into the floor.
“We, we represent justice… freedom…” Zhao Yao unconsciously mumbled as he kept spinning, “The dark secrets… organizations…”
“How dare you slander my mom.”
“How dare you slander my daughter.”
Along with an uppercut from Xiao Qin, as well as a hidden blow from gramps Ren, Zhao Yao flew even higher. He was going to fly up into a tree, is he playing angry birds?
Before he reached the treetops, Zhao Yao had fainted and he began spinning back down to the ground like a boomerang.
Gramps Ren glanced at Xiao Qin to tell her to step back. Then, with his right hand on top, left hand on the bottom, he was able to easily catch Zhao Yao and let him land on both feet without suffering any serious injuries.
“Huh, how come I’m not dead.” Zhao Yao, who awoke upon the shock of landing, was puzzled as he looked at himself with a swollen face.
“Next time you slander our family, I’ll let you land yourself.” Gramps Ren spat at Zhao Yao, then pushed him in the chest, causing him to stagger back ten steps and fall limp under a willow tree.
The journalist, who was good at making up lies, covered his chest with a pale face and couldn’t say anything. He looked at gramps Ren and Xiao Qin as if he was looking at monsters.
After Zhao Yao’s “Flying Dance” scene, although strictly speaking, it only lasted 1 minute and 50 seconds, everyone present, except for Ren Peng, were all stunned.
The principal and cameraman, who were the closest ones, had their eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
The principal kept touching his forehead, wondering if he had hallucinations from a cold. The cameraman was very self-aware, he immediately took out the recording from the camera he just recorded and handed to gramps Ren, who threw it on the ground and broke it in half.
“Xiao Wang, you, how could you…” Zhao Yao saw the tape was destroyed, the pain he felt was actually no less than what he experienced earlier.
“Th tape had footage of me flying into the sky, such valuable footage, I can’t believe, I can’t believe…”
“Pfffft.”
A mouthful of blood was spat out! He didn’t even spit out blood earlier when he was being beaten, but now he spit out blood because the footage was destroyed? After he spat out the blood, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Zhao Yao, you have so much dedication to your line of work, you valued the footage more than yourself! The problem is that you put your enthusiasm in the wrong place, can you do truthful interviews in the future and stop making up random lies?
Of all the people present, maybe the reason why Ren Peng was not particularly surprised was because he has seen something similar before.
Ren Peng’s eyebrows only jumped when he watched Xiao Qin rain her fists down upon Zhao Yao, maybe he recalled how he was abused by his cousin as a child.
Ai Mi has never seen such a high-end martial arts performance, other than ones done with special effects. Anyway, gramps Ren deeply shocked Ai Mi and she cried out:
“So… so China’s Taichi is real!”
Gramps Ren almost fell down in anger from her sentence.
“You damn foreigners only know Taichi.” Gramps Ren fumed and stomped his feet, “Yin Yang Sanshou can do anything Taichi could. I really should have a fight with their master…”
Winnie was still surprised and had her mouth wide open.
“In… incredible. I heard Xiao Qin knows martial arts, but I didn’t expect it would be so powerful.”
“Please, please take me as an apprentice.” Winnie ignored the fact that she was wearing shorts and her exposed knees could be scraped open, but she kneeled towards Xiao Qin.
Xiao Qin removed her blackening and was smoothing out the creases on her dress. She was feeling a bit of regret she showed her martial arts in public, but she suddenly froze after Winnie kneeled in front of her.
“Master Xiao Qin, master Xiao Qin, please teach me. The old man over there won’t accept me, so I have to rely on you, a good friend, to bring a layman like me into the world of martial arts.”
Winnie said without any integrity, then raised her hands up in the air then brought them down as she bowed to Xiao Qin.
“I, I don’t know martial arts.” Xiao Qin bit her nails and denied it, “I was just doing radio exercises with grandpa…”
“I’ll also learn radio exercises.” Winnie continued to plead, “After I’ve seen your performance, I know that what I did before was all hogwash, I would often not even hit my opponent but also make myself dizzy.”
When we were chatting at the top of Cui Song Mountain, Winnie already told me she wanted to learn martial arts from me. I said it was better for her to be taught by Xiao Qin, after all, there would inevitably be physical contact in the learning process, so it’s more convenient when they are both girls.
Also, Winnie was the closest one to being Xiao Qin’s best friend right now. I couldn’t give up the opportunity to normalize Xiao Qin, or else my “step-sister conditioning program” would never kick off.
So I hinted at her with my eyes while nodding, hoping she would agree to Winnie’s request.
Xiao Qin received my hint and scrunched her brows in thought, then she looked at Winnie, who was on her knees, and sighed.
“Fine, I can teach you a little. Once all the cuts on my body are all healed, I’ll teach you this martial art called ‘flat chested Sanshou’…”
Your true thoughts leaked out! The reason you agreed to teach Wiinie, on one hand, was to follow my advice, but on the other hand, you thought it would be good to make Winnie’s breasts smaller, then she can become a more trustworthy good friend.
Yin Yang Sanshou can’t be passed on to outsiders! Originally, gramps Ren was worried he would be blamed by his ancestors when he only taught me Hua Jin, but you are going to teach Winnie Yin Yang Sanshou with a bullshit reason?
Gramps Ren was, of course, not happy. He said slightly angrily: “Xiao Qin, our family martial arts can not be passed on as you wish, and it’s not called flat chested Sanshou…”
For some reason, Xiao Qin huffed aggressively in front of her grandfather, as if lamenting the fact that Yin Yang Sanshou had been imprinted in her mind and could not be forgotten.
“It’s also okay to call it ‘Short Legged Sanshou’, in any case it just depends on whether it’s practiced by men or women…”
“No matter what it’s called, I’ll learn it.” Hearing that Xiao Qin was willing to teach her, Winnie was overjoyed, “Now, I will have more confidence being Miss Ai Mi’s bodyguard.”
Ai Mi originally wanted to stop Winnie from asking Xiao Qin to be her master, but after hearing the latter statement from Winnie, she thoughtfully muttered to herself:
“Although the violent girl is abominable, if Winnie learns a powerful martial art, then…”
From the time gramps Ren began to play with Zhao Yao, Peng TouSi, who had been silent, had emitted a burning gaze mixed with ecstasy from his eyes.
It was impossible for a master like gramps Ren to not feel it when being stared at by his gaze.
Thus the gazes of these two experts collided.