Chapter 568: Come, Hit Me!

The Qi Infant was currently crawling around on the lotus seat, looking at everything around it with a pair of big, ignorant, and curious eyes.

"Hmm, it seems that because my Qi is too powerful, it catalyzed the Qi Infant prematurely."

Zhang Jie was a bit stunned at first, but after thinking about it, he understood.

Although the Qi Infant looked like an infant, in reality, it could not be an ignorant infant.

According to the information Zhang Jie learned during the time he was a high-dimensional observer,

the Qi Infant generated by the Qi Body Origin Flow should be the same as the practitioner,

possessing the same consciousness; it was practically another practitioner.

However, other people's Qi Infants were cultivated step by step, and during this period,

the consciousness would gradually synchronize with the Qi Infant, naturally becoming a conscious "Nascent Soul" when the Qi Infant formed.

His True Qi was too powerful, causing the Qi seed to be directly ripened,

giving birth to the Qi Infant—the ultimate product of the Qi Body Origin Flow—but it was too late to synchronize with his consciousness,

which led to his Qi Infant being like Emperor Hui of Jin, quite "innocent and naive."

"This is easy to handle."

Zhang Jie's mind moved, and a wisp of divine sense shot out from his *niwan* palace and landed in the center of the Qi Infant's brow.

A flash of confusion passed through the Qi Infant's eyes, followed immediately by the light of wisdom.

"I am the Qi Infant produced by the Qi Body Origin Flow, I am... Zhang Jie!"

In the villa, Zhang Jie slowly opened his eyes.

"Brother Jie, have you already comprehended it?"

Zhang Chulan, who had been paying attention to Zhang Jie, was taken aback.

It had taken him several hours to plant the Old Farmer Technique into his *dantian* the day he received it.

"I've gained some insight." Zhang Jie smiled slightly.

"Come, hit me!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chulan was filled with terror, his hands waving like a helicopter propeller as he repeatedly refused:

"Brother Jie, I am no match for you."

Him fighting Zhang Jie?

He didn't have that ability, you know.

He didn't doubt for a second that even if Zhang Jie let him use both feet and one hand,

he would still only be able to kneel in front of Brother Jie's jeans and sing "Conquer."

Wasn't this fight with no chance of winning just asking for abuse?

He wasn't the type of tough guy who felt itchy if he wasn't beaten for three days.

"I think you misunderstood my meaning. I mean for you to hit me, and I won't fight back."

Seeing Zhang Chulan fearing him like a tiger, Zhang Jie explained with a smile.

"Really?"

Zhang Chulan was a bit skeptical.

He suspected this was Zhang Jie's fishing enforcement, planning to find an opportunity to give him a good beating.

Having Feng Baobao treat him like a punching bag was already enough.

If there were another Zhang Jie, he would only be able to learn from that popular TV show

and say, "Your servant cannot do it!" (The timeline of *Under One Person* is after 2013,

and the hit show *Empresses in the Palace* premiered in 2011;

as a parallel dimension to the real world, *Empresses in the Palace* also exists.)

"Of course it's true. When have I ever lied to you, Brother Jie?"

"If that's the case..."

Zhang Chulan's expression gradually became lecherous.

Even if it were Zhang Jie using only one hand, he couldn't beat him, but what about a Zhang Jie who only takes hits and doesn't fight back?

Such an opportunity to openly beat Brother Jie is rare; perhaps this is the only unique chance.

Raising his hand to touch his forehead and butt, which still seemed to ache faintly, Zhang Chulan felt that the time for revenge had come!

Victory or defeat is unpredictable in military affairs; enduring shame and humiliation is the mark of a man.

The sons of Jiangdong are talented; who knows if they might make a comeback?

"Brother Jie, you aren't looking for me to test some kind of damage-reflection ability, are you?"

However, Zhang Chulan, having been tricked by Zhang Jie several times, still chose to play it safe.

Although he hadn't entered the Extraordinary world long ago—to be precise, only a few days—

from the mouths of the employees of *Na Du Tong* and Sister Baoer, he knew quite a bit about the Extraordinary world,

at least knowing eight or nine out of ten common-sense facts about the Extraordinary world.

And among them, there was one ability that made him remember it vividly: not everyone in the Extraordinary world pursues fighting and killing;

after all, the first principle of cultivation is to cultivate one's character and prolong one's life.

But since one is in the Extraordinary world, it is hard to guarantee that one won't be drawn into disputes; after all, not everyone is kind to others,

and there are always some people who want to benefit themselves at the expense of others, or even harm others without benefiting themselves.

Adhering to the principle of surviving and resisting enemies without getting stained with blood or drawn into disputes, sages created a type of technique.

The biggest characteristic of this type of technique is that it is primarily defensive, with no active attack capability,

but if you hit him with one point of force, he returns one point of force—using your own way to treat you.

The harder you hit, the greater the force returned.

If you strike with the intent to kill, you might just end up killed by your own moves and force.

The most famous of these is the Western Shaolin Temple's "Indestructible Jin Gang Divine Art,"

and the Indestructible Jin Gang Body cultivated by it is known as "innately invincible."

Although the brother who shared this information with him told him that this ability is very rare,

because apart from those bald donkeys at Western Shaolin Temple, few people are willing to be an iron turtle that can't fight back when beaten,

only passively defending, but as a rookie who couldn't see through Zhang Jie's depth,

He had to consider the option that Zhang Jie might also have cultivated the ability to do this.

After all, Zhang Jie was a ruthless person who could even perform divine abilities like divine sense differentiation and external incarnations.

Don't let it end up as a scene of "I hit myself," becoming a laughingstock for everyone.

"Eh, you kid actually know I have this kind of ability?"

Now, it was Zhang Jie's turn to be surprised.

His Zhang family's ancestral technique was just an ordinary Qi-refining technique,

and the Heavenly Master's Mansion he attended later was also famous for its Jin Guang Spell and Thunder Method;

this ability of his was shared from the "Indestructible Jin Gang Divine Art (Martial Arts Version)" that he had cultivated to the peak from the Tianlong Zhang Jie. How did this kid Zhang Chulan know?

It was shared from the "Golden Bell Shield Divine Art * Wu Xia Version," but how did that kid Zhang Chulan know about it?

Could it be that this kid also transmigrated?

But it doesn't look like it!

"Hehe, I guessed it. Better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't, right?"

Zhang Chulan touched the back of his head and chuckled.

At the same time, his heart was full of relief; Brother Jie was still that insidious and cunning Brother Jie.

If he had foolishly made a move, he feared a severe beating would have been unavoidable.

*'This kid actually hit a dead mouse with a blind cat.'*

Zhang Jie was also speechless at Zhang Chulan's behavior of casting two nets regardless of whether there were fish or not,

yet actually catching fish.

"How about this, I promise not to fight back, and I won't use any damage-reflection ability."

To dispel Zhang Chulan's concerns, Zhang Jie had to make a promise.

"If that's the case... hehe..."

Zhang Chulan's smile became lecherous again.

Where else could he find an opportunity for Brother Jie not to fight back?

If he missed this village, there would be no such shop!

Today, he, Zhang Chulan, would settle his scores!

Staring at Zhang Jie's smooth, full forehead, Zhang Chulan felt that his fist had never been as hard as it was now!

"Brother Jie, be careful!"

Zhang Chulan gave a warning, clenched his right fist, dots of golden light gathered, and then he smashed it down toward Zhang Jie.

He used thirty percent of his strength for this punch; he guaranteed that even if it were Zhang Jie, as long as he didn't resist, he would be smashed with a bump on his head. ===== CHAPTER 569 =====