Insufficient balance

  As the air flowed slowly through his body, Gao Tianming clearly felt that his body had become much lighter, and Wang Ziqi in his eyes seemed to have slowed down as well.

  Wang Zikong's fist was like a gun, fiercely stabbing towards Gao Tianming's face.

  Gao Tianming's eyes narrowed into a line, advancing instead of retreating. One hand deflected the incoming fist, while turning his waist and sitting on his legs with his hands, his bow-step pushed forward with a cloud-hand. He sat on his legs, turned his waist, and pushed forward with a cloud-hand, then turned his body and stepped out, using a bow-step to push his palm.

  One move, Left Single Whip, evolved from Gao Tianming's hand. This was also Gao Tianming's first counterattack since just now.

  Prince Wang was struck by a palm, his center of gravity lost in an instant. High Tianming didn't dare to let go of the opportunity, taking steps and moving his fists, turning his waist and swinging his arms, advancing with a blocking palm, one move after another, continuing to strike at the previous position.

  Hit by both palms in the same position, Wang Ziqiang also stumbled involuntarily.

  She stepped out with a flash of lightning, grabbed Prince Qiang's left hand and pulled him towards her, leaning on his chest with one shoulder.

  The "Boom" Prince Qiong was knocked up one meter high and finally fell to the ground.

  When Gao Tianming's left whip hit Wang Ziqiang's chest, he felt that cotton-like energy. Then two palms struck the same position, making that energy much thinner. The final shoulder strike completely dispersed the energy, and the force was fully applied to Wang Ziqiang's chest.

  "Cough...cough..." Wang Zijun lay on the ground, starting to cough. His eyes were dazed, "I didn't expect to be defeated by a country bumpkin. Am I really going to lose Xue'er?"

  Holding his own head, Wang Ziqing felt pain invading himself.

  "No! I won't give up!" Wang Zi suddenly sat up from the floor, his face flushed with an unhealthy redness. "Gao Tianming, I will never give up on Xue'er. You'd better leave her quickly, or you'll regret it."

  "Whoosh!" As soon as he finished saying this, Wang Ziqing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Having been injured and then suddenly becoming so agitated, Wang Ziqing's injury worsened.

  Looking at Wang Ziqing's appearance, Gao Tianming was moved and his head ached, "Wang Ziqing, I'm just an ordinary friend with Lin Luxue, whether you believe it or not. Moreover, you've become obsessed with this emotional matter, think about it carefully yourself."

  After finishing speaking, Gao Tianming didn't wait for Prince Wang Zuo's response and directly turned around to leave.

  Watching Gaotianming walk away, Wang Ziqing slowly got up from the ground. Supporting his own chest, Wang Ziqing's mind was always surrounded by Gaotianming's last words.

  Shaking his head, Wang Ziqing temporarily forgot the thoughts in his mind. What's most important now is to go home and rest his injuries.

  He hailed a taxi by the roadside and said, "To Tianyun Mountain Hu Jing Shan Zhuang." Wang Ziqian sat limply in the back seat.

  "Hu Jing Mountain Villa? I can only drive up to the foot of the mountain, and then I have to stop. The people at the villa don't allow strangers to go up." The driver said with difficulty.

  "Just drop me off at the foot of the mountain and you can leave," said Wang Zi Qing with a smile.

  "Alright."

  Half an hour later, the car arrived at the foot of Tianyun Mountain. After getting off the bus, Wang Ziqing walked up slowly.

  Upon arriving at the entrance of the mountain villa, the two bodyguards on duty saw that it was Wang Ziqing and hastily called out: "Young Master is back." Then they suddenly noticed that there were bloodstains on Wang Ziqing's clothes. "Young Master, what's this?"

  The bodyguard's tone was completely devoid of flattery, but rather a genuine concern from the bottom of his heart.

  "Hehe, I'm fine, don't worry." Wang Ziqing smiled and waved his hand, then walked slowly into the mountain villa.

  As I walked into the living room of the mountain villa, a young man suddenly came out from inside. He was about 20 years old and had some resemblance to Wang Ziqian in his eyebrows.

  Young people saw Wang Qiang, "Hey, isn't this my good brother? What's wrong with you today, your face is pale, and there's even blood on your clothes."

  Wang Zi Kong's eyebrows furrowed slightly, then relaxed and smiled: "I'm fine, these are just accidental, Second Brother doesn't need to worry."

  "I'm a bit tired today, I'll go back to my own room first." Wang Ziqing said, walking towards his own room.

  Watching Wang Ziqian's figure disappear from view.

  "Hmph, you're just pretending in front of people, one day I'll kick you out of the Wang family." A hint of malice crept into the young man's voice.

  The young man is called Wang Zixing (Hang), the second young master of the Wang family, his father is the head of the Wang family, Wang Tiancheng, and Wang Ziqiong is his older brother.

  However, Wang Ziqing is not the biological older brother of Wang Zixu, but a half-brother. Wang Tiancheng was quite romantic in his youth and had many affairs outside, scattering many seeds. Later, when Wang Ziqing was 5 years old, he discovered this flesh and blood, so he brought Wang Ziqing and his mother to Lake View Villa together.

  The Wang family had always been a single heir, but this generation unexpectedly had two descendants. The old master of the Wang family, Wang Tiancheng's father Wang Lietian was very pleased.

  From a young age, Wang Ziqing showed exceptional martial arts talent and interpersonal skills. As a result, Wang Tianding was somewhat biased towards Wang Ziqing and slightly cold to Wang Zixing.

  The prince encountered such a situation and originally wanted to make an effort to let his father see, but later failed. After all, the world is divided into those with talent and those without.

  Wang Zixing began to harbor resentment, especially after learning that Wang Ziyu had entered the mountain villa later. Wang Zixing's mind became even more twisted. He felt that all his things had been snatched away by Wang Ziyu.

  Wang Zikong has been polite to people since he was a child, even when dealing with servants, he never put on airs. Everyone in the mountain villa had a good impression of Wang Zikong, perhaps only when facing Lin Luxue would his temperament suddenly change greatly. And after Wang Zihan's downfall, he became increasingly dissolute and began to bully and scold the servants, making the difference between the two brothers more and more pronounced.

  Later, Wang Zixing discovered the matter between Wang Ziqiang and Lin Luxue. Wang Zixing thought he had found evidence to expose Wang Ziqiang's evil nature and reported it to his father, Wang Tiancheng.

  However, when Wang Tiangcheng heard about it afterwards, he was expressionless. After the incident, Wang Zixing even heard that Wang Tiangcheng only reminded Wang Ziqiang of one sentence, and then there was no more news.

  The prince felt extremely disheartened and his inner resentment grew with each passing day.

  Sitting cross-legged in his own room, Wang Ziqi mobilized his internal energy to heal himself.

  "Knock knock knock~"

  "Zi Hong, are you in there?" a stern voice came through.

  Hearing his father's voice, Wang Ziqian slowly withdrew his aura, "Dad, come in, I'm inside."

  The door was opened and a middle-aged man with a stern face walked in, "I just heard the servants say that you were injured?" Looking at his son's pale face, Wang Tiancheng suppressed his anger, "Who hurt you?"

  "Dad, I just accidentally got a little hurt, it's nothing serious." Wang Ziqing said with a smile.

  "Alright, I won't interfere with your business, but in three months' time, it will be the Tianling Mountain martial arts competition. You'd better be careful yourself." When mentioning Tianling Mountain, Wang Tiancheng revealed a rare look of reverence.

  "You heal yourself, I'm leaving first." Wang Tiancheng stood up and turned to walk towards the door. "By the way, about Lin Lushe's matter, have you resolved it? I heard that you've been getting more and more out of line recently, don't get yourself in deeper!"

  The door was closed with a "bang", and the room fell silent once again.