Chapter 394: This Teacher Is a Bit Tough!

A few passing students saw the scene, hurriedly lowered their heads and detoured far away; nobody dared to stop and look longer.

Eight yellow-haired thugs were scattered around the car.

One of them, wearing a black vest, lifted his hand and kicked the car tire, a dull thud accompanying his curse: "Fuck, playing dead? Get out quick!"

Ye Long crossed his arms in front of his chest, walked to the front of the car and stopped, his eyes vicious as he stared at the window.

"Lin Yuan! Get out!!"

Ye Long pointed at the window, his tone full of arrogance:

"You're close with You Nianchu, aren't you? Eating together in the cafeteria, spreading all those rumors? Today I'll let you know what price you pay for daring to touch a woman I, Ye Long, have taken a liking to!"

Qin Bore sat in the driver's seat unmoving, fingertips lightly twirling the hair behind his ear, then turned his head to look at Lin Yuan, the corner of his mouth still bearing a faint smile.

"Looks like your rival has arrived."

Lin Yuan helplessly shook his head, slowly lowering the window.

His tone calm: "First, I and You Nianchu are merely teacher and student, with no extra relationship whatsoever."

"Second, You Nianchu is an independent individual; she and you are not a couple. She has her own thoughts, not someone you can casually label 'your woman'."

"Third, you're the captain of the school basketball team, leading people to block a school teacher. If this gets to the principal or the director of the sports department, shouldn't that 'captain' insignia on your jersey be taken off?"

Ye Long's face flushed red then white under Lin Yuan's three-point retort; the anger he'd been holding in instantly exploded.

Ye Long lunged forward half a step, shouting angrily: "Fuck! You still dare to talk back? Get the fuck out!"

Lin Yuan pushed open the car door and stepped out, his back lightly leaning against the Ferrari's door.

Lin Yuan curled the fingers of his right hand and lightly tapped Ye Long's chest.

"I'm out, what now?" he said, his voice not loud but each word crystal clear, drifting into everyone's ears nearby.

"Are you afraid You Nianchu really likes me?"

That sentence pierced Ye Long's heart like a needle.

"Using thugs to block someone—do you think you're good at ball, good-looking, yet still can't beat a teacher?" Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, his eyes hinting at mockery.

Two students hiding behind the sycamore trunk couldn't help but snicker; their voices were low, but just loud enough for Ye Long to hear.

Ye Long's face instantly turned liver-colored, red from his ears to the base of his neck, his fists clenched so tight they crackled, yet he couldn't utter a rebuttal for a long while.

"Kid, cut the crap!" the yellow-haired thug beside him finally couldn't hold back, swinging a steel pipe forward; the pipe sliced the air with a "whoosh."

Lin Yuan didn't dodge; when the pipe neared his face, he suddenly thrust his left hand forward, precisely grabbing the pipe.

The yellow-haired thug strained to pull the pipe back, but found it as if welded to Lin Yuan's hand, utterly unmoving.

Lin Yuan coldly said, "Randomly attacking? Over the line, huh? I'm your teacher."

Lin Yuan glanced at the group of students, then coldly said.

Ye Long and these yellow-haired guys are all young; they're probably university students.

Some of these yellow-haired guys are members of society, but they're still quite young.

"Do we need a reason to beat you?" that yellow-haired yelled coldly!

Lin Yuan suddenly gave a light chuckle, pressing his fingertip against the thug's tiger's mouth: "You've been gripping steel pipes all year; are your finger joints deformed?"

"Does it get sore and painful on rainy days, and numb at night?" He paused, then added, "In traditional Chinese medicine it's called 'jin bi'; if you keep acting like this, you'll need a cane by thirty."

The thug stared, his eyes full of bewilderment???

He really does have those symptoms, even his family doesn't know.

Seizing the moment the thug was distracted, Lin Yuan lightly flipped his wrist, pulling back along the pipe's force.

The thug lost his balance, lunging forward……

Lin Yuan went with the motion, releasing his grip while simultaneously extending a leg to hook the thug's knee.

"Plop!" a sound!

The thug fell flat on his face…… the steel pipe clanged to the ground, which Lin Yuan stepped on.

"You motherfucker! I'll kill you!" that little yellow-haired thug scrambled up from the ground and threw a punch!

Lin Yuan eyed the charging little thug, the corner of his mouth curling into a cold, hard arc.

The yellow-haired thug's fist, wind whistling, smashed toward Lin Yuan's face!

The passing students nearby instinctively shut their eyes and gasped, even their breathing halted for a beat.

But Lin Yuan seemed to have anticipated the opponent's move clearly……

Lin Yuan drew his left foot back half a step, then twisted his waist and abdomen sharply!

The motion was so fast only an afterimage remained; nobody could see how he generated power.

Before the thug's fist could hit his hem, Lin Yuan's right toe precisely kicked the opponent's abdomen, a vicious kick!

The thug's eyes bulged instantly, his throat emitting a muffled "huh!"

The thug flew backward like a broken kite, over three meters away!

"Bang!!"

The thug slammed hard into the sycamore trunk, then heavily slid to the ground!

"Pfft!" a mouthful of blood sprayed directly onto the withered yellow leaves, staining a small patch of ground red!

Lin Yuan withdrew his foot, brushing off nonexistent dust from his pant leg.

"Anyone else want to try?"

The gang of thugs' faces changed dramatically, they stumbled back two steps in fear.

"Isn't that our Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine's Lin Laoshi?" two passing male students from the department suddenly stopped.

One of the male students pointed at Lin Yuan, astonished: "Holy shit! Is Ye Long crazy? He actually got society thugs to block Lin Laoshi!"

Ye Long also didn't care about maintaining his dignity as the school basketball team captain, shouting at the remaining six thugs: "Go! What are you standing around for? Get him!"

Among the remaining thugs, one wearing a floral shirt got anxious, clutching a steel pipe and lunging at Lin Yuan's back, hoping to sneak attack.

Lin Yuan's ear twitched slightly, he didn't turn back, he just lightly slid sideways, dodging.

Lin Yuan backhanded and grabbed the thug's waist side, his fingertip precisely pressing on the kidney Shu point@!

"This point, when you exert force with your waist and back, pressing for 10 seconds makes it go soft; try to see if you can stand up?" Lin Yuan's words just fell, the thug's leg went soft and he collapsed onto the ground.

The thug braced his hands on the ground, exerting force, but his waist seemed to have lost strength...... couldn't stand up no matter what, his eyes stared wide, full of fear.

Another yellow-haired thug saw his buddy suffering a loss, swung his fist and aimed for Lin Yuan's face; the wind from his fist could even blow Lin Yuan's hair.

Lin Yuan raised his hand and grabbed his wrist, thumb directly pressing on the inner gate point, before the thug could struggle he added a bit more force!

"You fight often, huh? This point can regulate heart rate; do you now feel your heart racing and hands numb?" Lin Yuan's voice had no inflection, but the thug suddenly trembled in his hands.

That thug's face also turned pale, he really felt a tightness in his chest, even the strength to clench his fist was gone.

Lin Yuan gently pushed forward, the thug staggered backward, "bang" hit the phoenix tree, covering his chest, panting, not daring to rush forward again.

Lin Yuan turned his head to look at the two Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine students hiding behind the tree, plus the occasional passersby who stopped to watch, he raised his voice and shouted:

"Everyone remember, when encountering danger don't clash head-on, the emergency points of traditional Chinese medicine can help you buy time."

"The kidney Shu point and inner gate point just used are from the 'Traditional Chinese Medicine Emergency Chapter'; next class I'll focus on it, today counts as a preview."

At this moment the Ferrari car door opened, Qin Bore walked over holding a bottle of Pulse, naturally handing it to Lin Yuan: "Don't tire yourself, after finishing the lecture your throat should be dry, have some water first."

Lin Yuan took the water, as he twisted the cap his fingertip touched Qin Bore's finger; neither said much, yet there was an unspoken understanding.

Ye Long heard the students' mocking, then looked again and saw Lin Yuan still "teaching" the onlookers...

Ye Long exploded in rage!

What the fuck?!

"I clearly came to gang up, how did I become Lin Yuan's traditional Chinese medicine on-site sparring partner?!"

"Fuck! I'll kill you!" Ye Long roared, grabbing the steel pipe on the ground, recklessly charging at Lin Yuan; the remaining thugs were also provoked by him, following forward to pounce.

Before the lead thug could get close, Lin Yuan's left leg whipped out like a whip, his toe precisely kicking the opponent's knee bend!

"Crack!" a light sound, the thug screamed and knelt down.

The second thug had just raised his fist to midair...

Lin Yuan grabbed his wrist with his right hand, twisted it sideways, simultaneously driving his knee into his abdomen!

The thug instantly bent over and fell to the ground, writhing in pain.

The third, fourth...

Around Lin Yuan, figures flew sideways!

They were all kicked away!