Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2402 - 2242: Bumped
Previously on Rebirth: Super Banking System...
July 5th.
In the morning.
The three sisters reached Shanghai.
Upon their arrival.
They immediately demanded to spar against Tang Qing. From Chinese New Year onward, he hadn't visited Qingyan City at all. After months of rigorous training, they sensed a major boost in their abilities.
In reply.
Tang Qing happily accepted.
The front courtyard.
Everything was prepared.
"Be careful."
Qin Shiqi launched her assault with maximum power from the very beginning. Qin Yugang and the aunt-in-law watched tensely from nearby, leaping in surprise. Her drive seemed even fiercer than during Chinese New Year, though Tang Qing's capabilities remained a mystery...
...
After ten minutes.
"Hoo!"
"Hoo!"
"..."
The trio of women breathed hard, soaked in perspiration. They grudgingly accepted that despite their improvements over the last few months, Tang Qing was still far superior.
Forget about victory.
They poured everything into the effort.
Without holding back at all, yet Tang Qing emerged completely unscathed.
On the flip side.
All three experienced sore limbs.
This outcome.
Was intentionally caused by Tang Qing, meant to teach the women that defeat carries consequences, regardless of their gender.
From the current view.
The lesson landed well.
Though their traits stayed the same as before, their determination had soared to new heights; minor discomforts no longer brought tears.
Their resilience had toughened considerably.
Additionally.
What caught Tang Qing off guard was Qin Shiyu's rapid progress in mental fortitude, despite her delicate appearance, revealing a streak of tenacity.
Considering it.
It made sense, as Qin Shiyu's bouts of 'obsessive-compulsive disorder' displayed real persistence. When channeled into tasks, that focus proved highly effective.
...
"Brother."
"One more round."
With those words.
They launched another intense charge. Fatigued as they were, the three sisters appeared geared up for combat.
To be frank.
As the battles continued.
They found the full-throttle activity thrilling and invigorating, and the innate human urge for destruction truly ignores gender boundaries.
Simply put.
Males exhibit it more openly.
Females.
Stand out more when dismantling or smashing objects. Over the following ten minutes, they endured yet another round of defeat.
At last.
Drained completely, they collapsed onto the ground, abandoning any pretense of composure.
"That's enough."
"It stings."
"Brother, could you hold back a bit next time?"
"No way."
Tang Qing shook his head faintly, crossing his arms. At that, Qin Shiqi sulked, stuck out her tongue playfully at him, and attempted to rise.
Those remarks.
Were merely casual complaints.
The discomfort.
Wasn't a big deal.
Even with their soft, pale skin now marked by bruises and welts, she knew it was meant to help her grow, and besides, recovery would come swiftly.
Given their enhanced healing pace.
Eat properly.
Stay hydrated.
Rest adequately.
By tomorrow, most wounds would fade, perhaps with lingering aches for a couple of days, but no lasting marks or issues, returning them to peak condition before long.
...
Nearby.
Qin Yugang nodded approvingly.
Indeed.
His daughter bore injuries, but they were only surface-level, and Tang Qing controlled his force precisely. Most crucially, even the once-vulnerable Qin Shiyu had built substantial toughness.
Previously.
He fretted that her timid nature could make her a target for mistreatment in marriage. Now, it appeared the potential victim might be the spouse instead.
To say the least.
His daughter wouldn't end up shortchanged.
Thus.
A wave of relief washed over him.
However...
Gazing at Tang Qing, a trace of peculiarity flickered in his eyes. Recall, he had retired from service, and prior to that, spent years in the armed forces.
As such.
He understood clearly.
Tang Qing's personal prowess outmatched even the finest special operations troops or soldier elites.
He felt certain.
About this fact.
Qin Yugang had once mused that if every Huaxia soldier reached such levels, it would be ideal, but that remained mere fantasy; clearly, such prowess couldn't be widespread.
Moreover.
In today's world.
Single individuals.
Can't rival armed forces; no matter one's strength, a simple bullet could end it all, making weaponry far more formidable by comparison.
People.
Remain far too insignificant in the end.
...
Some time later.
In the living room.
Having burned through heaps of energy, the three women attacked their meal voraciously.
During the feast.
Qin Shiqi inquired:
"Brother, just how powerful are you?"
"Curious?"
"Absolutely."
"Then push to your limits and see if you can gauge it." Tang Qing grinned, dangling an elusive target before them. The girls' faces soured at his words.
Triumph?
It felt like a remote dream; despite Tang Qing's victory in the recent bout, they believed a slight gain in power would let them take control.
Right!
Go all out, clash once more!
"You'll see."
"We'll beat you for sure." Tang Nian’er balled her tiny fist.
"..."
Qin Shiyu stayed quiet, yet her gaze burned with resolve.
Witnessing this.
Tang Qing chuckled to himself, praising their drive. The idea of yielding a win? It never crossed his mind.
Objectives.
Exist to be chased.
Once reached.
Complacency often follows, so it's wiser to preserve their modest ambitions. Post-lunch, the three recovered some vigor, though the soreness persisted.
No issue!
They headed out for some retail therapy.
Not for purchases.
Merely to soak in the vibe.
...
In that way.
Before long.
Jinghua Square in Shanghai.
"Outrageous."
"Who could be so cruel to harm these young ladies like that."
"Shameful."
"He deserves a thrashing; what kind of monster would act this way?"
"..."
Amid the scorching summer heat, the sisters weren't in revealing outfits, but their short-sleeved tops failed to hide the bruises and redness on their arms, sparking outrage among onlookers.
Good heavens!
How could such a villain exist?
See there.
Those lovely young women—who could inflict this? As for insisting it was an accident, no one bought it. A mere collision wouldn't produce hand-shaped imprints—this screamed abuse.
Catching snippets of the murmurs, the three sisters stifled giggles, relishing the odd thrill.
At their side.
Noticing Qin Shiqi's mischievous grin.
"I warned you to choose longer sleeves; the climate-controlled gear would've kept you cool."
"Hehe."
"You planned this, didn't you?"
"Naturally."
"..."
The aunt-in-law rolled her eyes in exasperation and dropped the topic, but one onlooker couldn't resist. A fairly attractive guy stepped forward.
"Miss."
"Who did this to you? Speak up, and I'll..."
As he talked.
He edged nearer, only for shadows to engulf his view as a towering form stepped in, obscuring everything, "Sir, mind your space."
The bodyguard stated flatly.
"..."
In a flash.
The man stiffened, mumbling incoherently while retreating a couple paces. In the end, he couldn't muster much bravado, abruptly sensing he'd misjudged the scene.
If real bullying had occurred.
Would the girls be grinning?
Ah!
Retreat.
Retreat.
Better not tangle with folks who bring security. Still, others felt sympathy, suspecting foul play, and quickly dialed authorities, leading to a routine check.
Tripped.
Clashed.
This account held up perfectly.
...
Afterward.
As they strolled.
Back at the distant villa, lounging idly under the sun like a lazy fish, Tang Qing drew curses nonstop. When word of it hit Tang Qing's ears, he simply rolled his eyes.
Sure enough.
Classic Qin Shiqi!