Chapter 395: Conflict erupts!

Lin Yuan's movements didn't pause at all……

Sometimes kicking the knees, sometimes twisting the wrists, sometimes pressing acupoints—each strike was so fast you couldn't see it!

Within a few seconds, all the thugs who rushed forward were lying on the ground!

Ye Long raised a steel pipe and swung it at Lin Yuan's head; Lin Yuan sidestepped, grabbed the pipe with his backhand, and jerked it backward!

Ye Long lost his balance and lunged forward; Lin Yuan lifted his leg and kicked him in the back, Ye Long went "Bang!" crashing to the ground, and the steel pipe flew away.

The surrounding students were all shocked?!

A crowd of onlooking students stared wide‑eyed, unable to believe what they were seeing?!

This?!

Lin Laoshi actually, single‑handedly, knocked down Ye Long and his gang of thug students?!?

Lin Yuan walked up to Ye Long, stepped on his back, and pressed his hand to Ye Long's Shenshu acupoint on the waist.

"Still hitting teachers?" Lin Yuan said calmly, though his fingertips added a bit of force.

"Ugh……" Ye Long instantly felt excruciating pain all over, his kidneys feeling like they were about to explode! Lin Yuan increased the pressure on Ye Long's Neiguan acupoint by another half‑degree.

At that moment, the piercing pain surged from his wrist up to Ye Long's chest.

"Ah!" Ye Long howled in agony!

Cold sweat on his forehead fell like broken beads, and Ye Long collapsed.

He trembled all over, his voice choked with tears: "I was wrong! Lin Laoshi, I really was wrong! I shouldn't have hired thugs to block you, I shouldn't have opposed you! Please let go! I'll never dare again!"

Lin Yuan didn't release him, pulled out his phone from his pocket, opened the video function, aimed the lens at Ye Long, and began recording.

"Say what you just said again clearly: state that you are Ye Long, captain of the school basketball team, that you shouldn't have gathered social thugs to block a school teacher, and promise you will never do it again."

Ye Long was in so much pain tears were about to spill from his eyes; he didn't dare retort……

He repeatedly stammered his apology into the camera……

After the video was finished, Lin Yuan finally lowered his hand.

"This time I'll let you off; I'll keep the video as evidence. If you dare do this again, I'll directly take the video and today's incident to the school leaders, have you given a demerit, and strip you of the basketball captain position."

Ye Long hurriedly nodded like pounding garlic, rubbed his sore wrist, didn't dare utter a single defiant word, turned and ran back to the thugs.

The thugs had already been frightened into losing their spirit; seeing Ye Long run over, they ignored their own pain, scrambling after him in a frantic crawl, even forgetting to start the motorcycles they had ridden in.

The surrounding students watched Ye Long and his gang flee in disgrace, then suddenly burst into loud applause, with one male student shouting:

"Lin Laoshi is awesome! That's exactly how you should deal with people like this!"

After dealing with Ye Long's gang of yellow‑hairs, Lin Yuan nodded at the surrounding students.

He told the students, "If anyone is interested in the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, come find me at Zhijiang Medical College; I teach every weekend."

After saying that, Lin Yuan finally got into the Ferrari.

Qin Bore turned her head to look at Lin Yuan, a clear smile in her eyes: "I didn't expect you to be not only skilled in Chinese medicine but also so adept in martial arts—using acupoints to subdue opponents? Interesting; I've only seen that in kung fu movies. Next time, teach me, okay?"

Lin Yuan scratched his head embarrassedly: "Sure, I'll teach you when I have time."

Qin Bore drove the Ferrari away with a roar……

……

Night.

Hei Lang Nightclub.

Ye Long held his wrist, followed by a listless gang of thugs, and slowly entered the nightclub.

Just as they entered the lobby, the big boss, Jin Qiang, sitting on the leather sofa by the bar, slammed his cigar into the ashtray, sending sparks flying.

Jin Qiang glared at Ye Long and his crew, coldly furious: "You're utterly useless! How could you get beaten up like that just blocking a college teacher?!"

Ye Long shrank his neck, not daring to look up at Jin Qiang.

Jin Qiang is the nightclub's general manager and also the big brother Ye Long knows off campus.

Jin Qiang has been thriving in this area, usually caring most about face; this time they really lost a lot of face……

A yellow‑haired thug muttered weakly, "Boss Qiang, that Lin Yuan isn't an ordinary teacher—he knows Chinese medicine acupressure and is especially good at fighting, we……"

"Still dare to make excuses?!" Jin Qiang slammed the table: "I support you to go fight, not to come back whining about grievances! Getting beaten like that by a teacher—if word gets out, where will I, Jin Qiang, put my face?"

Ye Long gritted his teeth, forced himself to speak: "Boss Qiang, I know I was wrong, but Lin Yuan still has our apology video in his hands; if he……"

"What's a video worth?!" Jin Qiang cut him off, coldly gesturing: "Ye Long, call Lin Yuan right now and arrange to meet him tomorrow night for a one‑on‑one or group fight—he picks the terms! I want to see just how strong a college teacher can be!"

Under Jin Qiang's angry stare, Ye Long's palms were sweaty; he fumbled for his phone, found Lin Yuan's number, and hovered his finger over the screen, afraid to press it.

Seeing him dawdle, Jin Qiang kicked his shin and snarled: "Stop fucking around! Hurry up and call! Don't make me tell you a second time!"

Ye Long winced in pain, hastily pressed the call button; the phone rang "dudu" twice before finally connecting.

The call went through, and Lin Yuan's voice came: "Hello? Who's this?"

Ye Long swallowed, forced himself to relay Jin Qiang's words: "Lin……Lin Yuan, I'm Ye Long! My big brother Jin Qiang says he wants to set up a meeting, let's have a good 'chat'—come out if you've got the guts! Settle things like a man! One‑on‑one or group fight, you choose!"

After two seconds of silence on the other end, Lin Yuan's mocking laugh came: "Ye Long, you're in college, it's the 21st century, and you're still learning to arrange fights? Do you really think you're a gang boss? I don't have the idle time to waste on your nonsense."

With a "pa" sound, Lin Yuan hung up directly; all that remained in the receiver was the busy "dudu" tone.

Ye Long held the phone, his hand shaking, his face ashen as he looked at Jin Qiang, voice trembling: "Big……big brother, he hung up, and said we're childish, that he has no time to play with us……"

Jin Qiang, furious, snatched the beer bottle from the table and smashed it onto the floor with a "bang," beer foam mixed with glass shards spraying everywhere: "Damn! A lousy college professor dares to be this arrogant! Does he really think my people are easy to bully?"

Ye Long flinched backward, suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly stepped forward to speak:

"Big brother, don't be angry! I just thought of something."

"Tomorrow is Sunday; Lin Yuan has to go to school for class. How about we go block him at the school gate tomorrow morning?"

Jin Qiang stared for a moment, brows knotted, fingers tapping the table as he pondered: "The school gate? That place is crowded and messy—wouldn't that cause trouble?"

Ye Long quickly added: "On Sunday there aren't many students at school; that sycamore‑lined road by the gate is especially secluded in the morning. If we bring a few more people, we can catch him off guard—he'd have nowhere to run even if he tried to flee."

Jin Qiang stroked the stubble on his chin, his eyes gradually turning cold.

Fine! Just do as you say! Tomorrow morning at 8, gather ten brothers, hide your weapons, go block him at the school gate! I want to see if he can still be so arrogant when he sees me tomorrow?!

……

The next morning, Sunday.

At the gate of Zhijiang University.

A black BMW M8 sports car roared up, braked, and steadily stopped on a sycamore-lined avenue outside Zhijiang University.

Inside the car, Zhao Yuyan sat calmly in the racing bucket seat.

She glanced at her watch; there was still half an hour before Lin Yuan's class. She let out a light sigh, tapped her fingers on the steering wheel again, and patiently waited for Lin Yuan to appear.

Zhao Yuyan had recently found out that Lin Yuan was attending classes at Zhijiang University?

So today she came specially to block Lin Yuan.

Yesterday she sent Lin Yuan so many WeChat messages, but he didn't reply to a single one.

This made Zhao Yuyan very angry, so today she must find Lin Yuan and get a clear answer!