Kapitel 18: That Lovely Pink Color
Song Qian was irritated by Mo Qingkuang! 'Earth Vein Mantra' was already known for its thickness, not speed.
Mo Qingkuang, on the other hand, possessed the divine-grade technique 'Wind and Fallen Leaves Technique,' which emphasized speed.
Although Song Qian's attacks were powerful, he couldn't find an opportunity to attack Mo Qingkuang. This infuriated him, and his eyes turned bloodshot, almost driving him mad!
To outsiders, especially in the eyes of Zhong Nian near the palace door, it was truly shocking.
Song Qian, a top-level genius ranked 67th on the Young Qilin Ranking at the age of sixteen, couldn't even touch the corner of Kuang Qing's clothes.
Kuang Qing didn't use any martial techniques, just simple moves like kicks, smacking the head, slapping the face, pulling hair, and so on, as if he were playing with a child.
Although it didn't cause much harm to Song Qian, it was undoubtedly a humiliation to him, treating Song Qian like a child to be toyed with.
"Looks like this Kuang Qing's strength is at least within the top fifty of the Young Qilin Ranking. But the cultivation technique he practices doesn't seem ordinary. Why haven't I heard of it before?" Zhong Nian murmured to himself, "Seriously, are you kidding me?!"
Song Qian was humiliated by Mo Qingkuang, unable to do anything. Seeing Han Yan'er stepping lightly to retrieve the Barrier Breaking Pill, he was alarmed.
He couldn't let her take it!
Song Qian gathered his True Qi. Since Mo Qingkuang's methods couldn't harm him substantially, he ignored him and rushed towards Han Yan'er.
'Hehe, let's see if you can still hide?' Lin Yang, observing, sneered. 'Why don't you reveal some real skills this time?'
Mo Qingkuang deliberately concealed himself, not using any powerful moves. Although it embarrassed Song Qian, it didn't cause any substantial harm.
Ignoring the harassment from Mo Qingkuang, Song Qian focused on retrieving the Barrier Breaking Pill. Seeing Han Yan'er in her current state, Mo Qingkuang realized that if he didn't use his true abilities, things might not go as planned.
Mo Qingkuang continued to appear frequently around Song Qian, acting with his hands and feet.
However, Song Qian no longer paid attention to him. Relying on these methods, Mo Qingkuang couldn't stop him. Did he really have to expose his identity to Lin Yang?
"What do I do now, Ancestor? This guy is ignoring me." Mo Qingkuang frequently appeared around Song Qian, acting provocatively.
"Pull down his pants! Quickly!" Mo Fan thought for a moment and quickly said
"What? Pull...pull down his pants?" Mo Qingkuang was speechless.
"Yes, either pull down his pants to make him look ridiculous and divert attention, or you use your family's legendary Godspeed Kick to kick him. It's up to you to choose." Mo Fan said indifferently; it didn't matter to him. After all, it was Mo Qingkuang who would do this, not him. He felt no shame at all.
After all, it was his own descendant. What ancestor wouldn't cheat his descendants, right?
"Are you trying to deceive me?" Mo Qingkuang was speechless. Pulling down someone's pants? He hadn't done something like this in over ten years.
"Hurry up, he's almost here." Mo Fan was nonchalant.
Mo Qingkuang looked, and Song Qian was indeed about to reach Han Yan'er. The beautiful eyes on Princess Han's lovely face had already revealed a frightened expression.
Song Qian raised his fist, sneering as he swung it towards Princess Nine. He cursed inwardly, 'If you dare to stop me again, I'll strike back. It's a lesson my father taught me.' At this moment, he regretted it a bit, thinking that if he had read a few more books in these years instead of engaging in petty fights, it might have been better.
Seeing this, Lin Yang revealed a smug smile. It was the first time he felt grateful to this guy Song Qian.
Mo Qingkuang made up his mind. His figure moved swiftly, appearing behind Song Qian. With both hands, he pulled down Song Qian's pants to his knees.
Song Qian, feeling triumphant as he swung his fist, suddenly felt a chill below. There was now some additional restraint between his legs. He had exerted too much force, lost his balance, and fell to the ground.
*BANG!*
A powerful fall smashed on the floor, creating a huge and profound pit. All eyes were drawn to the scene, momentarily pausing the intense battle.
The first thing they saw was a pair of fair and slender legs.
'I didn't expect it; Senior Song takes good care of himself, with such tender skin and flesh,' a disciple from Yuan Sword Sect chuckled inwardly.
Further up was a pair of pink boxers. Song Qian's posture was mesmerizing, just like the posture of a wild goose falling on the sand with its butt facing back.
People who practised martial arts had well-proportioned muscles and perky buttocks. Coupled with the pink boxer shorts…Well, it had a different flavour.
"KYYAHHH——"
"UWAH——"
Two screams echoed in the hall: One of shame and the other, of anger. They were Han Yan'er and Chu Yanran. The two of them were young children from noble families. It was the first time she had seen a man in such a state and for him to be in that state in public. They were so embarrassed that they quickly covered their eyes, but their spread fingers seemed to peek through.
"Didn't expect Senior Song Qian to have such...um, innocent, no, unique side," Mo Qingkuang said somewhat awkwardly, witnessing this scene.
"Ahahaha..." The onlookers couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Who could have imagined that the usually domineering Senior Song Qian would wear pink underwear?
Lin Yang spat out a mouthful of saliva, looking at Mo Qingkuang with a hint of fear. This guy was actually so shameless!
To avoid exposing his true strength, he resorted to such a despicable move! It seemed that this Kuang Qing was truly hiding something unspeakable.
Zhong Nian at the palace door was almost delighted! What 'Flower-Plucking Manual?' What Young Qilin Ranking?
Is there anything more exciting than seeing the senior disciple of Yuan Sword Sect exposed in public with pink underwear?
He could already imagine the report he would write selling like hotcakes in the near future!
He had already thought of a title for it: "Breaking News! Yuan Sword Sect's New Senior Disciple Song Qian Turns Out to Be Such a Person!"
Song Qian struggled to get up from the ground, his pants torn into scraps by the powerful impact, leaving little to conceal his lower body.
Frantically pressing down his robe, he used both hands to gather the fabric on either side of his buttocks, barely covering himself.
Seeing this, Mo Fan couldn't contain his joy. Song Qian's attire looked just like the classic outfit popular among women in the previous world —Cheongsam.
He wondered if such clothing existed in this world.
"Kuang Qing! We are now irreconcilable!" Song Qian roared while covering the lower part of his robe. If glares could kill, Mo Qingkuang would have died countless times already.
"Are you angry? Well, then come and hit me. Come on, I'll stand still here, and you give me a kick." Mo Qingkuang exaggeratedly laughed.
"You can use your feet? How about a high-side kick? Wow! I'll be sent flying like this! Perfect cooperation." Saying this, Mo Qingkuang even exaggeratedly tilted his head and leaned his body to demonstrate how he would be knocked down.
"You!" Song Qian raised his foot, ready to step forward and take action. However, with each step, he felt a chill between his legs. He wasn't wearing anything underneath.
Mo Qingkuang's provocation was aimed at making him embarrass himself once again!
"Zhuang Fan! Bring me some pants!" Song Qian shouted.
Zhuang Fan hurriedly ran to Song Qian's side, took off his own outer garment, and awkwardly said, "Senior Song, we didn't bring many clothes. In this situation, you can wear this robe backwards, step on the sleeves with your legs, and tie a knot around your waist. It can at least serve as pants."
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