Little Wang Is Too Fierce

Wang Xuan was speechless again, having been caught red-handed. The previous time, it was Qin Cheng's fault for interrupting, but this time was different.

Standing at the entrance of the private room was Zhao Qinghan, looking elegant in a chic, fitted dress that hugged her curves from her waist down to just above her knees, accentuating her beautiful figure.

However, she wasn't smiling like last time. Her usually delicate and sweet face was now set in a frosty expression, radiating a cold, aloof beauty that was entirely different from her usual demeanor. She looked so high-and-mighty that she seemed almost ethereal.

"Why are you still standing there? Come in quickly," Wang Xuan greeted her, standing up to welcome her. With his tall frame and a bright smile, he continued, "I told Qin Cheng we wouldn't order right away. We were waiting for you, Zhao classmate. We wanted to see what you like to eat before ordering. Don't hold back. Since this is my hometown, and it's my farewell, I have to host you properly, Zhao classmate."

Qin Cheng opened his mouth, wanting to say, "Actually, I'm the one paying for this meal!"

Seeing Zhao Qinghan's icy demeanor, he found himself surprisingly impressed. He glanced at Wang Xuan again and thought to himself, Old Wang, you're on your own this time. You can't blame me.

Zhao Qinghan's long hair was dark and smooth, and her fair, oval face was delicate. But now, it wasn't sweet. Instead, it held a chilling aura that kept people at a distance. Her beautiful eyes stared intently at Wang Xuan, no longer soft as they used to be, but carrying a sense of pressure. Her glossy red lips only enhanced her cold, alluring beauty.

At this moment, she offered no smile. Her fair chin was tilted slightly upwards as she scrutinized Wang Xuan.

Still, she walked into the private room. The sound of her crystal-embellished high heels on the floor was the only noise in the otherwise silent room.

Qin Cheng stood up and pulled out a chair for her.

However, she didn't come over. Instead, she walked to the sofa nearby, sat down without a word, and crossed her legs elegantly on the coffee table, rather than adopting a ladylike pose. Her legs were together, and she didn't seem worried about any accidental exposure.

It had to be said, Zhao Qinghan's legs were perfectly straight and exceptionally long, showcasing her excellent figure.

This image, this temperament, was completely different from the "Goddess Zhao" Qin Cheng usually saw. Now, she truly embodied the "queenly" aura Wang Xuan had described, overturning his previous perception of her.

She said nothing, crossing her arms. This inadvertently accentuated the curves of her body even more. She silently watched Wang Xuan, waiting to see what reasonable explanation he could offer.

Once, twice—caught in the act repeatedly. The way she looked at Wang Xuan now was far from gentle. Although she was still beautiful, her demeanor was cold and slightly fierce.

Wang Xuan stood up, his expression extremely serious, and walked towards Zhao Qinghan.

Qin Cheng, on the other hand, had calmed down. It was rare to see Old Wang in such a predicament, and he was quite looking forward to seeing how Wang Xuan would explain himself this time.

After all, in his opinion, Wang Xuan never played by the rules.

However, the next moment, his eyes widened in shock. He almost cried out, unable to believe what he was seeing. As expected of you, Old Wang. You actually… laid hands on Goddess Zhao!

After saying "sorry," Wang Xuan's right hand moved like a knife, chopping fiercely towards Zhao Qinghan's neck. There was a faint sound of wind and thunder, the power was terrifyingly great, and the movement was astonishingly fast.

The air seemed to crackle, and the airflow vibrated violently, scattering the tissues on the coffee table.

Qin Cheng was shocked. He knew Wang Xuan never followed the script, but this was too ruthless. He was actually making a move on Goddess Zhao, showing no mercy.

He was incredibly nervous, his mouth agape. What kind of script is this? Old Wang is too fierce, going straight for the kill?!

Zhao Qinghan was also taken aback. Her beautiful face finally showed a change in expression. This Wang Xuan was truly unpredictable, daring to make such a forceful move against her here.

She reacted with lightning speed. Her right hand instantly glowed with a crystalline sheen, and she thrust it towards Wang Xuan's chopping right hand like a pale white dagger. Although she initiated her move later, her action was incredibly fast, making the air tremble.

Simultaneously, her left hand formed a fist seal. Though it looked delicate, the power was formidable. It emitted a vibrating sound as it slammed towards Wang Xuan's chest.

Wang Xuan's right palm remained in its knife-like attacking posture. His left hand also moved, blocking Zhao Qinghan's white fist, intending to grab it forcefully.

Bang!

The coffee table shattered, simply because Zhao Qinghan retracted her legs slightly with force, causing it to break into pieces.

As her hands attacked, she twisted her slender waist, and her long legs whipped out like wind-driven whips towards Wang Xuan's head and chest, striking accurately and powerfully.

Wang Xuan reacted swiftly, demonstrating exceptional adaptability. He lunged forward, raising his right knee to block her legs. After his hands collided with Zhao Qinghan's palms and fists, he made a move to lock her.

Qin Cheng, watching from the side, felt a jolt in his heart. Then, as if he had springs under his backside, he leaped up and rushed towards the door, quickly closing it, not wanting anyone to see.

Whoosh!

Zhao Qinghan moved lightly and nimbly, shifting her body away from Wang Xuan's attack range. Beneath her long legs, her high heels left holes in the carpet, indicating the terrifying power contained within her tensed body.

Her face was filled with a murderous intent, completely different from her usual delicate sweetness. She was now maintaining an extremely powerful combat stance.

Qin Cheng swallowed, finding it hard to believe. Earlier, Wang Xuan had told him that his skills were no match for Goddess Zhao. He hadn't believed it then. Now, seeing her actually duel with Old Wang, he was stunned and completely awestruck.

However, this wasn't the time to overthink. He grabbed a flexible power cord in the room and unplugged it, then whispered to Wang Xuan, "Should I tie her up?!"

Between his brother and the goddess, he naturally chose the former without hesitation. He decided to subdue Goddess Zhao first.

Wang Xuan was speechless. He slowly exhaled, letting his hands drop, no longer maintaining his attacking posture.

Zhao Qinghan shot Qin Cheng a fierce glare. She also retracted her Old Arts attacking stance, relaxing her tensed body. She twisted her waist, and her high heels made a sound as they stepped on the floor.

Wang Xuan spoke, "Impressive. You've truly achieved Qi Gathering and Internal Cultivation!"

He had always felt that Zhao Qinghan might be extraordinary, but he hadn't known how strong she was until they clashed briefly today. He was now certain that this woman was incredibly powerful.

Both last time and today, Zhao Qinghan had managed to appear behind him silently, only being sensed by him when she was very close.

Although both instances were related to the overly relaxed atmosphere and his lack of vigilance, it still indicated something.

Especially since Qing Mu from the exploration organization had told Wang Xuan that he was very interested in two students from the experimental class, believing they had immense potential to become top experts.

It was then that Wang Xuan realized there was a hidden powerhouse in the class.

However, he had too little contact with Zhao Qinghan. This woman was often absent from school, leaving for ten days to half a month at a time, averaging only a few days on campus each month.

Therefore, he couldn't determine the level of her Old Arts cultivation earlier.

Zhao Qinghan tidied her hair and said with a sneer, "You're really something else. Not only do you refuse to be bound by rules and have mocked me twice, but you even dared to lay hands on me directly."

Qin Cheng quickly tried to smooth things over. "Hey, it's all a misunderstanding. Sit down, have some tea, order some food. All past grievances can be forgotten over a cup of wine and good conversation."

Zhao Qinghan glanced at the power cord in his hand, wanting to punch him. This guy called her "Goddess" one moment, and then tried to help Wang Xuan tie her up at a crucial moment!

That unfriendly look immediately made Qin Cheng awkward. He quickly threw the power cord into a corner behind him.

"Let's order food and chat while we eat," Wang Xuan said.

Zhao Qinghan's slender, attractive eyebrows rose slightly. "Are you that confident, or do you think I'm so broad-minded that I won't hold a grudge?"

"I am indeed a bit overconfident," Wang Xuan said, looking at her. "You're not someone who nitpicks. In my eyes, you are magnanimous, have a great figure, and are very beautiful."

In an instant, Zhao Qinghan's eyes sharpened, and her expression turned displeased. She sat down with her arms crossed, sneering at him repeatedly.

Wang Xuan smiled. "Since you've mastered the Old Arts and have achieved such astonishing attainments, you should know that people like us have sensitive perceptions. I feel like you've been watching me from afar, and I don't know what you're up to, but you seem to view me as prey and want to drag me down with you. That's why I've been on guard and wary of you."

Zhao Qinghan felt a lump in her throat. She really wanted to say, "Is that what you call being on guard? You were clearly gossiping about me behind my back. The last time was one thing, but this time you even said I could be pure or flirtatious. You really deserve a beating!"

"Classmate Zhao, don't be angry. Come, please sit. We can eat and chat and see if there's any opportunity for cooperation," Wang Xuan said.

Through their few encounters, Wang Xuan was certain that she had something to discuss with him. Otherwise, with them about to leave Old Earth, there would be no need for her to extend an olive branch to him.

"You're quite confident," Zhao Qinghan said, deciding not to dwell on the past for now and preparing to talk with him.

When the waiter came in, he was momentarily speechless. Were these three here to eat, or to demolish the room? The coffee table was shattered, and the floor was covered in small holes from high heels. They had to be moved to another room.

Goddess Zhao was very gracious and didn't bring up the previous incident again. However, she went out once and returned wearing a jacket because she still felt that Wang Xuan's words earlier were off.

The three of them sat down, the atmosphere harmonious. They chatted and laughed, completely moving past the previous incident as if nothing had happened.

Wang Xuan spoke with great seriousness. "Classmate Zhao, you've been eyeing me, most likely because of my skills. Let me be clear first: if it's about doing dirty work, purely resorting to underhanded tactics, don't drag me into it. I abide by the law, never make mistakes, and am a good citizen of Old Earth. I haven't hurt anyone in my life. Oh, right, the time I dealt with Zhou Yun at the class reunion last time doesn't count; I was acting purely in self-defense out of necessity."

Zhao Qinghan looked at him. No matter what, she couldn't believe that this unconventional classmate would be as self-disciplined as he claimed. If investigated thoroughly, there should be some compromising material.

She remained calm and spoke about the main topic with great experience. She didn't rush, appearing very composed. Instead, she shared some secrets about Super Arts.

"Super Arts, which some people also call Divine Arts, are completely accidental discoveries from exploring certain places."

She spoke slowly and unhurriedly, recounting some events.

Suddenly, she said directly, "Some people harbor ambitions. Before even fully investigating, they're already thinking about igniting divine fire. Heh, some people think even further, fantasizing about becoming Buddhas or achieving sainthood. It's laughable. Let them solve their own lifespan issues first, as they don't have many years left."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuan realized something. "You're not trying to find some people to explore a certain place, are you? The initial people sent there are definitely cannon fodder who will die. Don't look for me; I'm not going!"

Zhao Qinghan smiled, bright and radiant. "You think too much. We're classmates; would I trick you? That's an unpredictable grand opportunity!"

Wang Xuan was completely uninterested and refused from the bottom of his heart.

"Don't worry, it's completely different from what you imagine. It's an opportunity, not a crisis. However, you can't even go to New Star yet and are staying in Old Earth, so talking about this too early isn't very meaningful."

They both chatted and joked around.

Finally, Wang Xuan said directly, "Classmate Zhao, if you insist on inviting me, then that's fine. May I ask if you're prepared to pay an advance? Do you have any secret scriptures from the Ancestral Court of Taoism?"

Zhao Qinghan wanted to hit him. Secret scriptures from the Ancestral Court of Taoism? How dare he say that! What was he thinking!

Wang Xuan added, "Do you have any golden bamboo slips from the Pre-Qin period?"

Zhao Qinghan's expression turned unpleasant. She felt they couldn't talk anymore. Wang Xuan was clearly not interested and was deliberately asking for an exorbitant price, blocking off this path.

Qin Cheng sighed, "Old Wang is truly fierce. He directly attacked Goddess Zhao earlier, and now he's unyieldingly negotiating cooperation and business, making Zhao Qinghan's eyes practically spew fire."

He quickly tried to smooth things over. "Let's drink. When life is good, one must enjoy it. By the way, Qinghan, I truly didn't expect you to have cultivated the Old Arts to such a level that you could contend with Wang Xuan. How did you achieve this?"

Zhao Qinghan responded casually, saying it was to maintain her good figure, so she practiced for a period every day.

Qin Cheng was immediately dejected. He lowered his head to drink, not wanting to speak, even feeling like crying. For the sake of maintaining a perfect figure, she casually became an expert in Old Arts, while he had shed blood and tears, struggled for years, and still hadn't succeeded in Qi Gathering. Who could he reason with!