Chapter 41: Hitting Fake Boxing

Yang Yi Long's silence meant he agreed with Li Yi's approach.

"Mr. Yang, the matter is settled. I'm going to start performing. Before that, I have to tell you about the origin of this fist technique."

Seeing this, Li Yi immediately opened his mouth and walked to the side, picking up a thick wooden board on the ground.

"This fist technique was learned on the Ghost Street. At that time, in order to avoid the *biao*'s pursuit, I broke into the extremely dangerous Ghost Street. There, I saw a person—maybe that person was a fierce ghost, I can't be sure—standing in a corner in a strange posture and practicing boxing."

"After observing for a while, I remembered the fist frame and the way of throwing punches of that person, and thus learned this fist technique."

Li Yi started talking nonsense.

His fist was learned properly from a master; how could he just teach it to others or sell it for money?

Although he liked money very much, he had to have a bottom line.

It was just that under the eaves, he had to bow his head. He couldn't afford to offend this Yang Yi Long, so he could only think of ways to fool him. If he refused today, he probably wouldn't be able to walk out of this basement. He didn't dare to gamble his life on someone else's character.

"Mr. Yang, I'll try to hit it slowly. Watch carefully."

Following that, Li Yi squatted slightly and set up the fist frame.

But his body made adjustments. Some parts were ready to exert force and tighten, while others were relaxed, demonstrating a semi-finished product.

The complete fist frame was the essence of this fist. If he learned the fist frame, with Yang Yi Long's talent, he might really touch the strength.

But Yang Yi Long didn't know Li Yi was hiding his hand. He hurriedly narrowed the distance and observed seriously.

Even under the light, his pair of pupils were glowing brilliantly at this moment, seemingly wanting to remember every move of Li Yi.

Li Yi took a deep breath at this moment.

His body began to exert force.

Even without mobilizing the strength of his whole body, he could hit fist strength with his current strength. Of course, the power was not great, but the thing being practiced was a wooden board, not a fierce beast *biao*, so the power couldn't be felt at all.

The next moment, the wooden board was thrown away.

Li Yi threw a punch.

"Bang!"

The air seemed to explode.

Li Yi's punch hit the wooden board falling in mid-air heavily.

A strange thing happened.

The wooden board hit did not crack, nor was it blown away, but instead stuck to Li Yi's fist.

"Good fist technique," Yang Yi Long couldn't help but exclaim, and also saw some mysteries.

Such a fist would blow a person up if it hit them. The strength couldn't be unloaded at all. This was a fist technique evolved specifically for fighting, very precious.

Now, the cultivation industry was extremely eager for such techniques.

Li Yi slowly put away the fist frame and took the wooden board off his fist.

A clear punch print was imprinted on it.

"Mr. Yang, this is the fist I hit. It's a pity that I was busy fleeing on the Ghost Street and didn't finish watching this fist technique, so this is an incomplete fist technique. But as long as you master the technique, whether it's a fist, a palm, or a leg, you can hit such an effect. I'm also exploring and progressing now," Li Yi said regretfully.

"If Mr. Yang has a chance in the future, you can try to go to that Ghost Street to learn this fist technique completely."

Yang Yi Long immediately said, "I understand some of the mysteries. The mystery of this fist is in exerting force. The posture you just had is the best posture for exerting force, which is why you have to set up the fist frame. But after learning it thoroughly, you can integrate it, and the fist frame is not important. Good, very good. Li Yi, I, Yang Yi Long, owe you a favor. If you have any trouble in the future, just come to me. I will never refuse."

"Mr. Yang, you are too polite. I can be considered returning a favor."

Li Yi said, "But Mr. Yang, I have to go now. I have some things at home that need to be handled, and I can't stay any longer. If Mr. Yang has anything you don't understand, you can ask me later. I will definitely say everything I know."

"I'll see you off," Yang Yi Long said.

"No need, no need. I'll go up by elevator. Goodbye, Mr. Yang," Li Yi said, and took the elevator with his things.

Practice, practice. Once you practice until your body has problems, you will know the consequences.

With this thought, Li Yi left here quickly, not daring to linger, for fear of being kept by force.

Yang Yi Long stood in place, closing his eyes and savoring that punch just now.

Then, he imitated Li Yi's movements and set up the fist frame.

After brewing for a moment, Yang Yi Long threw a punch.

The fist wind whistled.

But it didn't make a sound.

"A punch that seems simple, but it's still a bit difficult to really learn," Yang Yi Long opened his eyes and picked up the wooden board on the ground.

The punch print on the wooden board was clearly visible.

If he had hit that punch just now, the wooden board would only have been shattered, and it would have been impossible to leave a punch print.

"Yang Yi Long, maybe that Li Yi hid a hand just now and didn't teach it seriously. That kid is very cunning. He set you up with one sentence. You can't buy it, and you can't rob it. In the end, you can only be fooled. If it were me, I wouldn't have let him go before learning the fist technique. I should have kept him, even if I used some means. If I couldn't do it, I would do it."

Suddenly, a steady voice sounded, and a middle-aged man in a black suit with a strong build appeared on the training ground.

He was Yang Ye, Yang Yi Long's uncle.

"You can't take action without evidence. Do you really want to be like what Li Yi said, kill him, and rob the money by the way? We are people with status and status, not robbers or bandits," Yang Yi Long said calmly. "Doing things requires rules. Li Yi is willing to compromise, so we have to give him some face. Let him go."

"And the learning of techniques itself depends on talent. He performed just now and hit a punch print. I looked at this punch print, and it is exactly the same as the punch print on the *biao*'s corpse, without any difference. This shows that his movement essentials are correct."

"Besides, Li Yi taught boxing for free. If you still want to keep him by force, isn't this forcing people to tear their faces? If the matter spreads, who will dare to deal with you in the future?"

Then, Yang Yi Long shook his head.

Yang Ye said, "That kid taught you boxing for free, not because of your face, nor because of the money, but because of the helplessness of the situation, so he is very smart. He took the initiative to teach the fist technique, making you feel embarrassed and owing a favor, and in the end, you could only let him go."

"I would rather buy it with money, but he wouldn't. However... if you really want to buy a fist technique, the price is also very high. My funds are not abundant now, so it is a good thing that he can teach boxing for free. This can also avoid some contradictions." Yang Yi Long said calmly.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this. Now that the person has left, and you have also obtained the fist technique, the goal has been achieved, so let this matter end here. This Li Yi probably won't come again in the future. He probably recorded this account today in his heart, but he is a small person, so don't take it to heart. So let's think about Qin Qing's matter," Yang Ye said. "Just now, the treatment plans of major medical companies have come out. See for yourself."

After speaking, he walked over and handed a quotation list to Yang Yi Long.

Plan 1: Tianhe Medical Company, Nano Repair Treatment. Quoted at 270 million. Treatment time: three months.

Plan 2: Biological Medical Company, Clone Transplant Treatment. Quoted at 180 million. Treatment time: one year.

Plan 3: Transcendent Medical Company, Gene Repair Fluid Treatment. Quoted at 350 million. Treatment time: one month.

"These treatment plans are very expensive. I rationally advise you to give up treating Qin Qing. It's not worth it. Your cultivation funds are already not much."

"The money for hunting that transcendent creature should be enough to cover this medical expense," Yang Yi Long frowned at the quotation list in his hand.

Yang Ye said, "If the money for hunting transcendent creatures continues to be used for your cultivation, it can allow your strength to continue to progress. But if it is spent on that woman, your cultivation will have to be interrupted. Yang Yi Long, you must remember that this world cannot stay for long. If you cannot become a cross-dimensional person, everything is empty talk."

"I know you value feelings, so my suggestion is to treat conservatively first. After you grow up in the future, treating Qin Qing will be a matter of lifting a hand for you, and it will not affect your cultivation. It will kill two birds with one stone."

"I believe Qin Qing can understand, and she is also willing to wait for you."

"After all, she has always loved you deeply, hasn't she?"

"Enough, don't say it."

Yang Yi Long roared, and the sound shattered the surrounding lights. White light appeared around his body, like snakes and lightning.

Yang Ye's face changed slightly, and he didn't dare to say anything more. He turned and left immediately.

However, in the end, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Being angry is a good thing.

At least there was a measure in his heart.

Yang Yi Long was still a bit young, and he would understand later.

Our Yang family are all businessmen. ===== CHAPTER 42 =====