Chapter 68: Chapter 68

"Haha... This Tai Chi Boxing is just for warming up, something I do for fun when I have nothing else to do. Why don’t you give it a try, Xiaohao?" Mr. Cheng burst into laughter, then stood with his fists gathered, speaking as he did so.

"A request from an elder cannot be refused. Since you, Mr. Cheng, have spoken, I’ll shamelessly give it a shot," Zhang Xiaohao said with a smile.

Mr. Cheng stood by, watching Zhang Xiaohao with a chuckle.

Zhang Xiaohao stepped forward and, without any hesitation, put away his smile and said seriously, "To tell you the truth, I’m not very good at Tai Chi Boxing."

"..." Mr. Cheng was instantly speechless. If you’re not skilled at it, why make such boastful, rounded statements? Are you trying to amuse this old bag of bones?

Zhang Xiaohao continued speaking: "Although I’m not very proficient in Tai Chi Boxing, in the world of martial arts, all paths lead to the same goal. If one method is mastered, all can be mastered, and that includes Tai Chi Boxing as well."

Having said that, Zhang Xiaohao paused for a moment, seeming to give Mr. Cheng time to digest his words.

After a while, Zhang Xiaohao continued.

"Even though I’m inexperienced in the inner teachings and movements of Tai Chi Boxing, I have seen the Chen’s Tai Chi Boxing that’s circulating online! Watch closely, Mr. Cheng, I’ll demonstrate a set of movements from that style," Zhang Xiaohao said earnestly.

Once he finished speaking, he posed his hands in the opening stance of Tai Chi Boxing.

The inner teachings of the Shennong Battle Sky Technique circulated, and with a step, he performed the Tai Chi Boxing move. His left hand reached forward, hooking in the air, and a white crescent-shaped Tai Chi Diagram appeared in his palm; his right hand followed with a pull, and a black crescent-shaped Tai Chi Diagram materialized.

With his body at the center, he began to slowly execute Tai Chi Boxing.

At first, the movements were slow, and only a black-and-white Tai Chi Diagram could be seen. But as Zhang Xiaohao’s Tai Chi Boxing progressed, a majestic and profound aura emanated from the Tai Chi Diagrams, oppressively spreading out in all directions.

At the same time, every form of Tai Chi Boxing that Zhang Xiaohao performed carried immense power, as if he could shatter a small mountain with every gesture.

After completing the set of movements, Zhang Xiaohao gathered his fists and stood poised.

"Mr. Cheng, how was my performance of Tai Chi Boxing?" Zhang Xiaohao asked with a smile.

"Strong! Strong! Strong!" Mr. Cheng stated seriously, repeating the word "strong" three times.

"Mr. Cheng, I have a set of health-preserving inner teachings. Would you be interested in learning it?" Zhang Xiaohao offered after some thought.

"Sigh! Better not, I’m too old and don’t have much interest in learning new things anymore. What I really want is to hold a great-grandchild soon, so you’ve got to put in the effort, Xiaohao!" Mr. Cheng sighed and said.

After speaking, he shook his head and walked into the villa.

"Eh! As much as you want to hold a great-grandchild, that’s not something I can do alone. If your treasured granddaughter isn’t cooperative and keeps a huge pair of scissors under the pillow, it honestly scares me!" Zhang Xiaohao said helplessly, touching his nose with a bitter smile.

Shaking his head, Zhang Xiaohao turned and entered the villa, just as Tianxue and Ruobai came downstairs.

The two women completely ignored Zhang Xiaohao as if he were thin air, not even glancing at him as they took their seats at the dining table.

Zhang Xiaohao, unfazed, pulled out a chair and sat down to eat breakfast calmly.

Midway through the meal, Tianxue’s phone suddenly rang.

Tianxue was taken aback, as only a few people knew her number. A call at this time, could it be an emergency?

She took out her phone and pressed the answer button.

"Hello! Is that Xiao Xue? It’s Xiao Jing’s mom. Xiao Jing has been injured, and she’s currently at Divine Doctor Mo’s clinic. Hurry over! Oh, and Xiao Xue, please bring Miracle Doctor Zhang along! I’m counting on you!" a woman’s urgent voice came through the phone.

"Ah! Auntie, wasn’t Xiao Jing perfectly fine yesterday? How did she get hurt?" Cheng Tianxue’s face filled with urgency as she asked with concern.

"It’s too complicated to explain in a phone call. Xiao Xue, hurry up, please bring Miracle Doctor Zhang here quickly. I’ll explain everything after you arrive," the voice on the phone responded.

"Okay, Auntie! It’s Mo’s Clinic, right? We’ll be there soon," Cheng Tianxue replied.

After hanging up the phone, Cheng Tianxue suddenly stood up, her face stern, and said to Zhang Xiaohao, "Stop eating and come with me, quick!"

Having said that, Cheng Tianxue hastily headed outside.

"What are you standing there for? Hurry up and get moving! If Xiao Jing’s injuries are delayed because of this, Zhang Xiaohao, you’ll have me to answer to!" Su Ruobai threw down her words coldly and grabbed her handbag as she chased after Cheng Tianxue.

"Zhang Jing got injured? But she is a tenth-degree black belt in Taekwondo and a police officer with a gun. How could she get hurt?" Zhang Xiaohao mumbled to himself.

Nevertheless, he quickly got up, his feet moved swiftly, and as he stepped forward, his figure had already dashed out of the villa.

In just a few flashes, he was beside his white Volkswagen.

"I’m going ahead; you guys catch up," he called out, opened the car door, not bothering with the seatbelt, slammed the gas pedal, and the white Volkswagen roared furiously, charging out dominantly.

The speed was so fast it was jaw-dropping; in an instant, it was already pushing over one hundred and fifty horsepower.

Perhaps even Zhang Xiaohao himself hadn’t realized how urgent his subconscious reaction was when he learned that Zhang Jing was injured.

Mo’s Clinic was a full twenty miles away from Cheng Tianxue’s villa. Usually, driving there took more than half an hour.

Now it was morning, and the roads were crowded with vehicles. Once on the main road, even with Zhang Xiaohao’s excellent driving skills, he grew anxious facing the streets packed with pedestrians and cars.

His face turned cold, and Zhang Xiaohao took a black alarm from the Shennong Ring.

He hung the alarm on the car roof and turned it on; the alarm emitted a series of urgent wailing sounds.

A Fatty driving a Mercedes-Benz was blocking Zhang Xiaohao’s way; upon hearing the sudden alarm, his heart jolted, "Fuck! That’s a high-level alarm!" He immediately pulled his car over, clearing the way.

A middle-aged woman was pushing a baby stroller and had just reached halfway when she heard the urgent alarm. Shocked, she thought something bad must have happened and stopped right there, making way.

Scenes repeated, with the majority of drivers and civilians giving way as soon as they heard the alarm.

Of course, there were good and bad people; some dark-hearted civilians didn’t move aside upon hearing the alarm. Instead, they deliberately blocked the way to find a sense of accomplishment.

Facing these difficult people, Zhang Xiaohao swiftly turned the steering wheel, the vehicle drawing an S-curve, and rapidly passed them by.

What would have been a journey of more than half an hour now took merely five or six short minutes.

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The white Volkswagen came to a sudden halt outside of Mo’s Clinic.

Zhang Xiaohao put away the alarm and rushed inside.