Hugged Until It Exploded

Little Zhong was tall and unhurried, with clear eyes and a calm mind. He said, "Da Yin Yin has a prejudice against me and always targets me. This time, she misinterpreted my meaning. I do want to get to know Mr. Wang. I have some good news. On behalf of a young organization, I would like to invite you to join us. But before that, we need to assess your strength. There are no exceptions. Every member does this when they first join."

Zhong Qing gave a brief and quick introduction: the organization is called New Star, and the key words in the name are the same as those of a New Star in deep space, foreshadowing a bright future for its members. It recruits only super geniuses or leading figures in a field, and is absolutely young.

Wang Xuan listened without saying a word. He thought of the Old Earth a hundred or two hundred years ago, where there was once Mensa Club, and the two had a similar atmosphere.

But he wasn't interested at all; whether it was a "New Star" or whatever, he had no intention of joining.

Without a doubt, if the New Star Club is full of super geniuses, it will definitely attract the attention of various organizations and conglomerates, and there will be no shortage of entanglements of interests and troubles.

If other newcomers were invited to join, they would naturally be willing, as it would be a rare opportunity to get ahead. But Old Wang is currently trying to avoid it as much as possible; the last thing he wants is to become famous. Therefore, he would rather act as Old Chen's "protector," pushing his old colleague aside to shield him for a while.

Wang Xuan politely declined, but still expressed his gratitude to Zhong Qing. He frankly told her that he was still far from proficient in Old Arts and needed to focus on his practice, not wanting to be burdened by fame.

"Mr. Wang is a pure cultivator, which I understand and admire. I have a premonition that a Great Grandmaster will rise rapidly in the near future." Zhong Qing nodded, not forcing the issue, and praised Wang Xuan highly.

Wang Xuan simply listened to those words and didn't take them to heart.

Wu Yin tried to speak several times, but Zhong Qing decisively interrupted her each time. She continued, "According to custom, regardless of whether one can join or not, anyone who is invited to undergo the test will receive a valuable gift. This time, we have prepared 'The Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands' for Mr. Wang."

Wang Xuan thought to himself, "Just from the name, it doesn't sound like some rare secret manual." Little Zhong looked down on Ancestor Wang and shook his head in refusal.

He's been studying the Golden Body Art lately and hasn't had time for anything else. He feels he should ask Old Chen for some scriptures when he has time to broaden his knowledge. As a protector who has put in so much effort, he needs to understand what the "protected one" is practicing and whether he's gone astray.

Of course, there are some things he only thinks about himself and doesn't want to say directly, for fear of hurting Old Chen's "self-esteem" and causing him to "discuss" with him in the end, which could be quite disastrous.

Da Wu was quite satisfied, but she didn't expect Little Wang to refuse so directly. She immediately smiled, as she loved seeing Zhong Qing, who almost never failed, being rejected.

"This is a very famous Daoist martial art, I didn't expect Mr. Wang to be completely uninterested." Little Zhong was indeed very surprised.

Wang Xuan turned around and sent a message to Qing Mu, asking him to take a look at the "Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands" to understand what level of physical technique it was.

Qing Mu was an expert and had naturally heard of this martial art. Because it was very famous, he told Wang Xuan directly that even Old Chen had never obtained it.

Old Chen was surprised when he heard about this. He said, "Back then, Zhang Daoling saw a dragon fighting a Divine Crane on Mount Hemming. Inspired by this, he created the Dragon Crane Eight Scattered Hands. Later, he changed the character for 'dragon' to 'snake' because Daoism emphasizes returning to simplicity and authenticity."

Mount Hemming is recognized as one of the ancestral temples of Daoism, and is even considered its birthplace. Zhang Daoling established Daoism here and left behind too many traces.

Old Chen said, "Tell him that it would be best to get this scripture, practice the 'Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands', and then study his five pages of Golden Book. That should make things easier."

When Wang Xuan received Old Chen's message through Qing Mu, he immediately stopped and turned back.

Those five pages of golden books are very important to him. He has only just mastered the basic moves. If he can further comprehend them by studying the Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands, it will definitely be worth it for him to make a move here.

When Da Wu saw him turn back, having gone back to his old flame, he put on a "heartbroken" look, but it was hard to tell whether he was acting or genuinely dissatisfied.

"This martial art is not only important to me." Wang Xuan smiled at her and explained simply, "When Old Chen was alive, no, when Old Chen was in good health, he also praised this martial art highly and wished he could see it. I want to fulfill his wish."

Zhong Qing smiled, indicating her understanding, and then she looked at a woman beside her.

She was a blonde, blue-eyed woman. Although she wasn't as stunning as Zhong Qing or Wu Yin, she was still very pretty, especially her figure. Perhaps due to her Western diet, the difference between her and Wu Yin wasn't that significant.

"Mr. Wang's battle on the Pamir Plateau was very impressive." The woman spoke, speaking fluent Eastern language. She introduced herself as Lorena.

Wang Xuan thought for a moment. It seemed that his most famous move in the battle of the Congling Mountains was that kick that killed Great Grandmaster Xia Qing and left a big hole in his chest. Lorena's words were loaded with meaning.

Lorena was very enthusiastic, giving Wang Xuan a Western-style greeting and hugging him, saying, "I will be testing Mr. Wang's abilities in a moment."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Xuan realized something was wrong, because Lorena's limbs were like steel bars, tightening around his flesh. If it were an Old Arts master, they would have been knocked down immediately.

This technique combines various branches of martial arts such as jujitsu, wrestling, and joint manipulation, aiming to subdue Wang Xuan instantly.

Lorena's hand gripped Wang Xuan's shoulder, and she even wanted to dislocate his shoulder blade immediately. The so-called test was about to begin.

Wang Xuan, having mastered the Golden Body Art, was naturally fearless, but his expression changed slightly the next moment. Lorena's forehead glowed; it was a mental attack. She was proficient in Old Arts and also practiced New Arts.

The contest began after a simple hug. Wang Xuan didn't hesitate and suddenly exerted force with both arms, responding with even greater strength than his opponent, to see who could strangle whom. He wasn't worried about having his joints dislocated.

Mental attacks are also ineffective against him; he is now almost forming the prototype of the mental realm.

"Ouch..." Lorena cried out in pain. Daring to fight at close range with someone who had mastered the Golden Body Art to the sixth level, she really didn't know much about Wang Xuan's situation and made a serious misjudgment.

Her figure was already stunning, but now it was even more explosive. Especially after discovering that mental attacks were ineffective, she was terrified.

"Puff!"

Everyone heard the sound of shattering, and Lorena's even more pitiful screams.

"Let go!" some people exclaimed, their faces changing drastically. Had they strangled someone to death?

Lorena rolled her eyes; something was clearly wrong. The sound, like flesh and blood being torn apart, was rather eerie.

Wang Xuan's body stiffened. The person he was holding seemed to be in real trouble. He was afraid to let go, fearing he would see a bloody scene, because what seemed to be broken was something in the chest.

He had already crushed a Great Grandmaster in the Congling Mountains; if he were to crush another expert now, wouldn't he gain some bad reputation in the future? Wang Xuan was very worried.

What was going on with the woman who hugged him? Finally, he slowly let go, thankfully there was no blood on her chest, and the worst scene did not occur.

However, how did the woman's front garment burst open? What exploded? Fortunately, it was all white, and her body was unharmed.

He quickly turned his head away, no longer looking, and at the same time let go, letting Lorena fall to the ground.

"No one died, and nothing was broken!" Wang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. If something had gone wrong this time, he would probably have a dark history to fall on his head.

"So it's a 'beauty bowl,' no wonder the Little Zhong faction likes to make fakes." Da Wu stood up proudly, turning back to stare at Zhong Qing again and again.

Behind them, the four young men also learned what had happened, and they all sighed and whispered among themselves.

"Lorena is faking it. No wonder she has such a good figure. It seems that no one can compare to Wu Yin."

"But... this guy's a tough guy, how could I bear to do that!"

A young man with a Western appearance gave Wang Xuan a thumbs-up and said in broken Eastern language, "Awesome! Great!"

Wang Xuan's face twitched slightly, then he walked up to Zhong Qing expressionlessly.

Little Zhong subconsciously took two steps back, then stopped when she realized something was wrong. She was speechless for a moment. This guy who kicked Xia Qing to death and almost strangled another one today was indeed a bit fierce.

Zhong Qing smiled and said, "Actually, we planned to have someone wear the preliminary Super Material Armor we've developed today to spar with Mr. Wang and test each other's skills. But since Lorena made her move ahead of time, we'll consider Mr. Wang as having passed."

Then she handed over a scripture, which looked like an antique, with the Serpent Crane Eight Scattered Hands written on the cover.

"Thank you!" Wang Xuan turned and left, not wanting to stay any longer.

Then he saw the deputy of the Relevant Department in the distance. It turned out that he was the one who was coming here. No wonder many people came over first to ensure his safety.

At the same time, he also saw three old men approaching, which clearly indicated that they wanted to discuss important matters.

Wang Xuan left quickly because the deputy from the Relevant Department and the three old men were clearly watching him. Was he being targeted?

He needs to discuss with Old Chen to ensure that he isn't overly valued.

People waited all day, but Old Chen wouldn't breathe his last. But everyone sensed that Old Chen wouldn't make it through the night, so one after another, important figures came to see him one last time.

By evening, most of the people who were supposed to have seen it had done so, and they were just waiting to "attend" the meeting the next day. Then Wang Xuan arrived, and he also pretended to see Old Chen off on his final journey.

Soon, the two came together, picked up the Black Sword, and cut a thin line into the white, jade-like bone.

In an instant, a dense, Mysterious Factor emerged, which was quite astonishing and quickly permeated the Inner Scenery Realm in front of them.

"Old Chen, this is a mysterious bone that was suppressed under the Buddhism ancestral temple. I'm a little scared now," Wang Xuan whispered.

"But you can't just push me in here alone!" Old Chen felt a chill run down his spine, only to find that Wang Xuan had brought him in directly, while he stood outside without moving.

This time, Wang Xuan was also so exhausted that he was about to vomit blood. He was panting heavily and staring at the Inner Scenery Realm. He felt that something was really wrong, but it was not the situation of rampant demons that he had imagined.

Inside the Inner Scenery Realm, a light rain is falling, with small bridges and flowing water, and the ancient town appears and disappears in the misty rain, creating a beautiful picture of an ancient Jiangnan water town.

In a fleeting glance, Wang Xuan saw an incredibly beautiful woman in red, holding an Oil-paper Umbrella, her figure graceful as she strolled in the light rain shrouded in mist. The scene was exquisitely beautiful and evocative.

I'll write another chapter and then ask for monthly votes at the beginning of the month.