Chapter 21: His Unrestrained, Arrogant and Eccentric Self

  Biqi stood there stupidly, her mind reeling in shock, muttering to herself, "This...this is impossible!" She couldn't believe what she was seeing, having only taught him Qingquan once, and this guy had spent the past few days sleeping and sunbathing, never practicing. How could he possibly be so good at Qingquan? Even if he had secretly trained hard behind her back, it was still impossible to master Qingquan in just a few short days.

  "There's nothing impossible." Tang Jing smiled and walked over to pat Bi Yi's shoulder, saying "We had an agreement, if I can master the Qing Quan fusion technique, you'll go buy wine and meat, how about that? My Qing Quan skills aren't bad, right?"

  "You... how did you do that? Did you practice Qingquan before?" Even now, Bi Yi was still immersed in the realm of Tang Qing's Qingquan from earlier. The feeling was truly too ethereal, so ethereal that it was unbelievable.

  "It's hard to explain... it's a bit complicated, and even if I told you, you wouldn't understand. Anyway, I've already mastered the Qingquan skill, so just watch and learn from now on." Tang Jing leaned against the wall again, basking in the sun with a playful smile, "As for the tofu incident, let's put it aside for now, hurry up and go buy some wine and meat."

  "You!"

  Thinking of what she said earlier, Biyi felt embarrassed and awkward, especially when this guy mentioned it. She was so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to hide in and didn't dare lift her head. As for buying wine and meat, at the time, she thought Tang Jing would never be able to do it, so she just said it casually, but unexpectedly, this guy actually managed to master Qingquan's fusion.

  "How did you manage to do it?"

  Biqi's curiosity was piqued, her eyes fixed intently on the guy who looked weak and lazy, thinking it unbelievable. "You've already mastered Qingquan, so why doesn't your skin show any signs of refinement? What's going on?" Biqi was also extremely intelligent and immediately noticed the key to the problem. Qingquan was used to refine the skin, and when practiced to perfection, the skin would become incredibly resilient, reaching the third level of foundation building. At that point, the skin would have a faint glow, but this guy's skin clearly didn't have the characteristics of having reached the third level of foundation building.

  "I've told you before, my situation is a bit complicated, and it's hard to explain." Tang Qing was somewhat impatient. He had gone through nine calamities and had seen the world, his understanding was extremely high, far beyond what ordinary people could imagine. Not to mention an ordinary boxing technique, even a profound and mysterious manual, after he read it once, he could grasp the essence of it by about 70-80%.

  Biqi really didn't understand, and was also a bit confused. Tang Jing had already integrated the Qingquan fist, but his skin hadn't undergone any tempering, which means he didn't have even half a bit of cultivation. This situation completely exceeded her understanding category, and overturned her previous cultivation common sense.

  "You won't tell me, how can I understand? You tell me then."

  Bi Yi felt that if she didn't get to the bottom of this matter, she wouldn't be able to sleep at night, because it was just too bizarre.

  "Alright!" Seeing Bi Yi's determined look, Tang Qing let out a sigh and said, "You go buy some wine and meat first, I'll tell you then."

  "Our Qingyu Men has a rule, all disciples must mainly eat vegetarian food and are not allowed to drink alcohol or eat meat."

  "I'm not a disciple of the Qingyu Gate, after all." Tang Jing pinched his chin with one hand, narrowed his eyes and gazed at Biyi, saying, "I say, Biyi, you seem like a pretty innocent girl, surely your words count?"

  "I didn't, I just...just..." Bi Yi's face puffed up as she lifted her head, but she really couldn't think of any reason to argue for herself.

  At this time, footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard, sounding a bit chaotic, as if many people had arrived. Just as Biyu was wondering, eight or nine people walked in one after another, led by a young man wearing black long clothes with a solemn expression. He strode into the courtyard, about to search around, when he suddenly saw Biyu inside. He first paused, seemingly taken aback, and said, "Sister Biyu?"

  "Zhang Shidi? What brings you here?"

  She knew that this mansion was the former residence of the Great Elder, but a few years ago, the Great Elder moved to the back mountain, and it became empty. Since this mansion is built in the mountains, very few people come here, what are these outer disciples doing here?

  "Sister Biyī, it's been a long time since we last met. I hope you've been doing well these past few days?"

  This Zhang Shidi did not directly answer Bi Yi's question, but instead politely asked after Bi Yi.

  Suddenly, a disciple walked out from behind Zhang Lao Da, covering his swollen cheek and pointing at Tang Qing who was sunbathing, shouting, "Zhang Lao Da! It's him! He is Tang Qing!"

  "Oh? Tang Jing?"

  Zhang Lao's expression changed, and his eyes immediately turned to the guy who was sunbathing. Wasn't this the person who followed Wang Biao to gamble a few days ago? Could he be Tang Qing?

  "Zhang Ting, are you certain he is Tang Qing?" Zhang Laoda asked again. The battered Zhang Ting nodded heavily in response, "It's him, I remember it clearly..." He wanted to say something else, but was cut off by Zhang Laoda. Yesterday, after learning that Zhang Ting had encountered Tang Qing and been beaten into a pulp, Zhang Laoda immediately interrogated Wang Huzi. This morning, he brought people according to Wang Huzi's description, and found their way here. He didn't expect that Tang Qing would be hiding here. No wonder no one inside or outside the door knew his whereabouts. What he didn't expect even more was that Bi Yi was also here.

  "Zhang Shidi, what are you looking for Tang Qing for?" Bi Yi seemed to realize that something was off.

  "Reporting back to Shifu's sister, it's like this."

  Bi Yi is an inner disciple of the Qing Yu Men, with a transcendent status. Zhang Lao Da naturally didn't dare to be slow and said, "Yesterday, Zhang Ting Shixiong was practicing in the forest when he coincidentally met Tang Qing. He wanted to make friends and get acquainted with him, but unexpectedly, this Tang Qing beat up Zhang Ting Shixiong for no reason."

  "Oh? Is this really the case?" Bi Yi was greatly surprised and said, "Is there some misunderstanding here? Zhang Ting already has a cultivation base of three layers of foundation building, his flesh and skin are as hard as iron, while Tang Qing hasn't even practiced before, let alone having any cultivation base. How could he possibly injure Zhang Ting's junior brother, and..."

  Just as she was saying that, Bi Yi suddenly stopped because she had just remembered Tang Qing's strangeness. This guy had just integrated the Green Fist, but... even so, his skin membrane really hadn't been tempered at all. Since his skin membrane hadn't been tempered, he didn't have any cultivation either. Where did he get such a huge force to punch Zhang Ting's cheek swollen? She asked, "Tang Qing, is what they said true?"

  Tang Qing leaned lazily against the wall, glanced at Zhang Lao Da and others with a casual sweep of his eyes, and nodded slightly.

  "It's really you! How is this possible, you don't even have any cultivation!" After getting the answer, Bi Yi had a feeling of mental disorder, she really couldn't understand how this guy could beat Zhang Ting to such an extent without any cultivation.

  "Good! Now that you've admitted it." Zhang Lao Da took a step forward, his deep face with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth, staring intently at Tang Qing. At the same time, he also had the same doubts as Bi Yi in his heart. When Zhang Ting first said it, he was still somewhat disbelieving. Now looking at Tang Qing's skin, it didn't have any luster at all, clearly not having been tempered. How could an ordinary person injure Zhang Ting?

  Bi Yi was surprised and felt unexpected, but seeing the elder bringing so many people to find Tang Qing, it's clear that it wasn't just a simple matter. Moreover, Shang Guan Xi Xue had instructed her before leaving to protect Tang Qing's safety. After thinking for a moment, Bi Yi said, "Since Tang Qing has taken action against Zhang Ting, I think we should let Tang Qing apologize and make amends to Zhang Ting."

  "This……" Zhang Lao Da obviously did not want to accept this result, his purpose for coming this time was first to meet Tang Qing, second to teach him a lesson, and third naturally was to take him back to let Li Shao see, but now Bi Yi is here, and she is the direct disciple of the inner sect, Zhang Lao Da although has Li Shao backing him up, but also does not dare to offend Bi Yi.

  "Now that Master Biyi has spoken, how can I dare to disobey?" Zhang Lao Da smiled wryly. At this time, Zhang Ting beside him became unhappy, covering his cheek and shouting, "Zhang Lao Da, he beat me up like this, is it just going to be forgotten?"

  "Shut up!"

  Zhang Lao Da gave him a fierce stare, and Zhang Ting didn't dare say another word.

  "Bingyi, after all, you were the one who made a mistake first. Hurry up and go apologize to Zhang Ting, your junior brother." Biyuan walked over and said softly, but Tang Jing seemed as if he hadn't heard her at all, still leaning against the wall basking in the sun.

  "Tang Jing, what's wrong with you?!"

  Tang Qing didn't react, so Bi Yi urged him again.

  Everyone who knows Tang Jing in this world knows that he has a good temper, but they also know that his style of doing things is extremely overbearing. Whatever he wants to do, he will do it, regardless of whether it's right or wrong. If he does something right and is admired by everyone, he won't care. And if he does something wrong, he still won't care.

  "I have a bad habit. In this world, I only believe in myself. Only when I think something is wrong, is it wrong. As for what you think, that's your business and has nothing to do with me."

  Tang Qing leaned against the wall, his head tilted at will, his arms wrapped around him, and his legs propped up on a stone table. His eyebrows were raised in arrogance, and his eyes gleamed with a hint of unruliness. When he smiled lightly, the corners of his mouth curled up into a faintly wild smile.