Dad, Please Try a Little Harder

Chapter 57: Chapter 57 Qian Quan Shared a Martial Arts Secret Scroll!_i

Translator: Inschain Editor: Inschain

Having spent less than half an hour with Zhang Xiang’er, Qian Quan had already gotten a good grasp of his personality.

In terms of high EQ, he appeared frivolous on the surface but had his own depth.

In terms of low EQ, he was a privileged playboy, born with a silver spoon, ignorant of the world’s suffering. Rich and spoiled, his martial skills led him to think he could dominate the world; he treated life like a game.

The dislike was certainly not an issue. After all, with his background, the perseverance to train so hard distinguished him from 99% of his peers.

He could have easily lived a life of luxury, surrounded by wine, women, and songs.

As long as he did something remotely productive with his family’s wealth, the elders would consider him a promising young man, not a wasteful young heir.

“Enough idle chatter. Tell me, did you notice anything when you were doing physiognomy on me?” Zhang Xiang’er asked Qian Quan.

“How did you know I was observing you?” Qian Quan was genuinely curious.

Wearing an “I-can’t-be-fooled” expression, Zhang Xiang’er replied, “Years ago, a Taoist from Maoshan Mountain visited my master at Wudang Mountain. 1 was there at the time, and the way he looked at me was identical to how you looked at me just now.”

“So, don’t think you can fool me.”

Qian Quan chuckled and shook his head, “What did he say?”

Zhang Xiang’er pondered and replied, “Seek not immense wealth or luck; go with the flow to avoid misfortune.”

Qian Quan said, “I don’t have that level of spiritual insight; 1 just think your love life is flourishing.”

“Don’t talk to me about love life!” Zhang Xiang’er lamented, appearing tormented by his past, “Because of these words, I missed the love of my life.”

Neither Qian Quan nor Bai Yuanzhi were interested in his love life. He claimed to love deeply but his words lacked credibility.

Zhang Xiang’er spoke to himself, “Back then, the Taoist from Maoshan Mountain had a female disciple with him. The moment 1 saw her, I was struck by her beauty and vowed to marry her and spend the rest of my life with her. However, the Taoist told me that pursuing her would hinder my future financial and romantic luck.”

“I suffered so much, ultimately endured the pain, didn’t provoke her, and in the end, in the end… she actually became my sister-in-law.”

Zhang Xiang’er said, almost gritting his teeth.

Qian Quan and Bai Yuanzhi were also surprised by this unexpected twist.

Especially Qian Quan, whose first thought was a classic line, “Are you kidding me?”

However, given Zhang Xiang’er’s past experiences and attitudes towards life, he indeed had received guidance from some wise figures.

Choosing his current lifestyle might be a form of going with the flow.

“Great meeting you all this time, I had a good time…” Qian Quan was ready to take his leave.

“Hold on!” Zhang Xiang’er interrupted, “Don’t rush off, I have something important to discuss with you. Let’s have dinner tonight.”

Just as Qian Quan was about to politely decline, Bai Yuanzhi interjected, “Sure, let’s go. We can discuss the content for a new video.”

Having recently received his paycheck, Qian Quan agreed.

On their way to dinner, Zhang Xiang’er shared his experience of underground boxing overseas, “Before each match, you have to sign a life-and-death agreement. No holds barred, it’s quite thrilling. If there’s a chance, I’ll take you guys to experience it.”

Bai Yuanzhi responded, “I’ll pass on that experience, thanks.”

“Life and death situations hold great fear, but to attain higher achievements in martial arts, one must experience such mental states. Otherwise, you’ll never know your limits. Grandmasters in martial arts history have all done so, haven’t they?”

Qian Quan shook his head, “I haven’t experienced it.”

“That’s why you’re not yet a Grandmaster,” said Zhang Xiang’er.

“Have you reached the realm of a Grandmaster?” Qian Quan retorted.

“What are we eating for dinner?” Zhang Xiang’er dodged the question. “After dinner, my buddies from Azure Bay are throwing me a welcome party.”

Bai Yuanzhi led them to a restaurant near the school.

Just as they sat down, someone in the “Top Ten Martial Artists Worldwide” group chat asked about Qian Quan, “Xiang’er, who is this new guy?”

After asking where Qian Quan was from and learning it was Xin’an, Zhang Xiang’er replied in the chat, “My little brother, the top Wing Chun practitioner in East China.”

Once again, the classic line echoed in Qian Quan’s mind, “Are you kidding me?” Starting off with such a declaration was just asking for trouble!

A group member with the ID “Wing Chun-Chang Huan” replied, “Nice to meet you.”

“This is the top Wing Chun practitioner in South China, claiming to practice the authentic Yip Man’s Wing Chun,” Zhang Xiang’er introduced.

“Nice to meet you,” Qian Quan replied.

Wing Chun-Chang Huan said, “Let’s spar when you have time.”

Qian Quan replied, “Sure.”

Just then, Bai Yuanzhi asked, “Mentor, you mentioned something important to discuss, what is it?”

“Yeah,” Zhang Xiang’er seemed to snap back to reality, “Little brother, in your Wing Chun training, don’t you have to specialize in two weapons: a stick and a knife?”

“Six-and-a-half-point pole and eight slashing knife,” Qian Quan said.

“How proficient are you in them?”

“A bit,” said Qian Quan, whose “Grandmaster-level Wing Chun” naturally included these two weapons.

“Alright! Here’s the thing. I have a rival who’s arrogant and overbearing. He’s invited a Kendo master to have a sword fight with me,” Zhang Xiang’er said.

“My Tai Chi swordsmanship is not yet fully mastered. I’m afraid I’ll lose to the guy from the place which my master resents a lot and disgrace my master. So, I’d like you to fight in my place.”

Qian Quan looked at Zhang Xiang’er and said, “When someone lies, they give off a sort of deceptive aura.”

“You can tell!” Zhang Xiang’er was surprised.

Qian Quan chuckled.

“Fine. The real story is this: Two years ago, my family arranged a marriage for me. It’s basically a political alliance.”

“I have no interest in this marriage, so I announced that anyone who wants to marry me has to defeat me in combat first. Or find someone who can.

“I recently found out that the other party has invited Shimizu Ichiro, the star pupil of Kunio Okawachi, an laido Master. He’s said to be a genius in laido, specializing in the ‘one-strike kill’ Skill, so fast that he can even cut bullets in half.

“My Tai Chi sword skills are not yet up to par. Losing the match is not my concern, but I worry that my master would be angry to death.”

Bai Yuanzhi questioned, “Can he really cut bullets?”

“I’m not sure, but he’s very strong. So, 1 want you to test his abilities, and have a friendly match with him,” Zhang Xiang’er said.

“How many people have you asked to test him?” Qian Quan inquired.

Zhang Xiang’er smiled brightly and said, “With you included, that makes three of us. There’s no way around it. My master has a lifelong grudge against those guys, and I want to make sure there’s no room for any error.

“Don’t worry, 1 won’t let you down. Afterward, I’ll not only send you the Wudang Secret Circulation Skill that my master practices but also provide detailed explanations. 1 guarantee that even ordinary people can grasp it when they see it.”

“I won’t brag about other things, but as long as you keep up with the practice, 1 can promise that not everyone can live to be 100 years old, but at least you’ll have a solid foundation for a healthy and trouble-free life until you’re around 90 years old.”

“You should know that this martial art is rarely taught to outsiders, and what’s been passed down is often a simplified version that’s difficult to practice,” Zhang Xiang’er explained.

“If the time and place are suitable, and he also agrees, I can give it a try,” Qian Quan agreed, seeing that Zhang Xiang’er had even mentioned the name of the secret skills.

“A deal then!”

Zhang Xiang’er sent a document to Qian Quan and added with a smirk, “If you knew who else received this document, you’d be speechless.”

Qian Quan didn’t care; he only hoped the skills would be effective.

Upon receiving the document, he briefly checked its content to make sure it was genuine and immediately shared it with his family group chat..