Zi Tong's Waist Drum

Qiu Zitong became even more ferocious in her attack, determined to exhaust all her strength.

After using five ancient martial arts techniques in a row, she still couldn't break through Tang Yu's defense.

However, his internal energy was almost depleted, and he was truly about to collapse.

Seeing that the woman was clearly running out of internal energy, Tang Yu took advantage of the moment she took a breath and used a few acupoint strikes to completely subdue Qiu Zitong.

After a few acupressure points were applied.

Qiu Zitong's body went limp and she was about to fall to the ground when Tang Yu caught her by the chest, preventing her from hitting her face.

"Wow, his pressure point technique is amazing!"

"A true expert."

"Tsk tsk, this kid probably has some side business outside, right?"

"Hehehe, those who know, know."

The disciples below the stage were all amazed by Tang Yu's superb acupressure technique.

"Where the hell are you putting your hands?"

After being helped up by Tang Yu, Qiu Zitong gritted her teeth and asked.

"Isn't this just to help you up? Why aren't you grateful?"

Tang Yu slid her hand down, wrapped it around Qiu Zitong's waist, and lifted her up as if she were carrying a large waist drum.

What do you want to do?

After being lifted up by Tang Yu, Qiu Zitong suddenly became alert.

"While everyone's here, quickly tell them you just slandered me, and that you need to sincerely apologize and genuinely reflect on your actions, or I'll beat you up."

"You dare!!!"

"Smack."

A crisp sound rang out, leaving everyone in the audience stunned.

Tang Yu blew on the palm of his hand that had just slapped Zi Tong's buttocks. The buttocks of the Zi Tong brothers were still quite soft, and it felt really good to slap them.

"Are you trying to get yourself killed? My dad and grandpa are watching from down there."

Qiu Zitong was extremely embarrassed and wished she could devour Tang Yu.

She just saw her dad run over and cheer her on from the audience.

Knowing that a wise woman doesn't suffer losses in the short term, she quickly relented and shouted to the crowd below the stage.

"I was just talking nonsense before. Ling Jun didn't get me pregnant."

The crowd immediately booed.

Who the hell would believe that?

Some people couldn't stand it anymore and took off their shoes to throw at Tang Yu.

The shoe nearly hit Tang Yu on the forehead.

Although the physical attack missed.

But when the shoe flew by, it carried a sour, foul smell, making Tang Yu feel as if she had eaten a mouthful of pickled cabbage.

"I've already told you, let go of me now."

After Qiu Zitong finished speaking, she struggled with all her might, but unfortunately she couldn't muster any strength.

"..."

Tang Yu felt that there was no way to clear his name now, but if he laid a hand on Qiu Zitong again, he estimated that he would be unable to escape the label of a domestic abuser.

After thinking it over, he released Qiu Zitong, but took the extremely sharp longsword from her back.

"If you don't cause me any trouble within three months, I'll return it to you."

Tang Yu chuckled, pulled the sword out of its sheath, and examined it. It was indeed a fine treasure.

"Don't think I won't bother you just because you have the sword. It's useless. A scumbag like you, I'll make trouble for you no matter where you hide."

Qiu Zitong sneered.

She was determined to have that martial arts whetstone!

Tang Yu sighed, "I thought our friendship was based on feelings, but I never imagined it was just a calculation."

"If you're going to talk about feelings, then give me back my sword."

"Oh dear, that's hurting my feelings. I need to go back and cook for my master, so I'll be going now."

Tang Yu, sword in hand, chuckled and ran away, ignoring the disdainful looks from the crowd.

They saw that Tang Yu was about to run away.

The elder hurriedly jumped onto the arena, picked up his granddaughter, and released her pressure points, angrily saying...

"My dear granddaughter, that brat Ling Jun bullied you? Grandpa will kill him for you."

"Never mind, I'll do it myself later."

After feeling her body gradually recover, Qiu Zitong stomped her feet in anger.

Last time I could hold my own against this kid, how come I have no chance of winning now?

"Is your stomach alright? Well, getting pregnant isn't easy, why don't you go to Old Wang's for a checkup first?"

The elder asked nervously.

"You're the one who's pregnant."

"Hey, what are you shy about with Grandpa? Don't worry, that kid won't get away. Grandpa will tie him up and bring him to you."

"I'm really not pregnant. I was just making things up to provoke him into fighting with me."

I heard she really isn't pregnant.

The elder, looking utterly disappointed, threw Qiu Zitong to the ground and shouted, "Ling Jun did a good job!"

"..."

Qiu Zitong endured the pain and got up from the ground. Having just come out of seclusion, she angrily ran back to her seclusion to cultivate again.

The elder thought for a moment and decided to hurry up and catch up with his granddaughter. He had acted impulsively and shouldn't have provoked her.

Tang Yu walked for a while.

A middle-aged man who bore a resemblance to Qiu Zitong blocked Tang Yu on the path back to the valley.

This middle-aged man was Qiu Zitong's father, and also an inner elder of the Nine Heavens Alliance.

He rolled up his sleeves, stared at Tang Yu, and snorted twice.

"Ling Jun, is it? You slept with my daughter and now you think you can get away?"

What do you want to do?

Tang Yu had long heard that Qiu Zitong's father was a fiercely protective father, which was why he didn't want to associate with Qiu Zitong.

Others wouldn't seek help from their elders if they were beaten.

Her... her elders offered to help.

"Either you call me 'Dad' today and we'll be a loving family, or you'll get a beating."

The middle-aged man sneered.

She finally found a man who could play with her daughter.

He even has that kind of relationship with his daughter; we absolutely cannot let this kid get away.

"Uncle, calm down. There's really nothing between me and Senior Sister Zi Tong. If you keep this up, I'm going to call my master."

"Go ahead and shout, shout until you're hoarse, it won't do any good. She's half a mile away, how could she possibly hear you?"

"..."

"Should we call him that or not? If we do, we're family."

Qiu's father clenched his fist, ready to strike. To become an inner sect elder, he must have already reached the Celestial Realm cultivation level.

Tang Yu, exasperated, said, "Uncle, how about this? If you're capable, fight me at the same cultivation level. If you win, I'll become your son-in-law."

"I never intended to bully the weak!"

Qiu's father roared angrily, suppressed his cultivation level, and rushed forward to fight Tang Yu.

After ten minutes...

Qiu's father, his face bruised and swollen, sat on the ground and gave Tang Yu a thumbs up.

"Good lad, as expected of the man my Zi Tong chose, you've got a strong fist. Dad accepts you as a good son-in-law."

Tang Yu, looking shocked, finally understood why Qiu Zitong sometimes had a quirky thought process.

Her father is quite a ruthless character.

"Goodbye, Uncle."

After saying hello, Tang Yu sped off towards the small valley, intending not to come out for a month.

This family is toxic!