Chapter 662: You Actually Channeled Energy at Me?

Seeing a group of special ability enthusiasts suddenly surround him, Li Ye didn't show a trace of panic.

In fact, when he discovered that these colleagues in his unit had started organized training together after lunch, he had anticipated that this day would come.

Not to mention the issue of blocking someone's path to wealth, this kind of group martial arts activity was called "forming a society" in the old society, and it was very easy to get stained with "jianghu air"—playing for the sake of quick revenge and acting on impulse.

Li Ye called them crooked paths, so didn't that make them enemies?

"Comrade Li Ye, right? I have something to discuss with you. Come, let's step aside and talk."

The person leading the interception of Li Ye was a strong middle-aged man over 1.8 meters tall. He came up and wanted to wrap his arm around Li Ye's shoulder, just like a "good brother, I'll take you out for a good time," wanting to drag Li Ye to a remote place.

Li Ye smiled coldly.

A strong person, if they are good at using their physical advantages, can easily exert strong psychological pressure on their opponent through this kind of physical contact.

In the past, his good brother Li Dayong was very good at this trick.

When those ignorant little punks wanted to dampen the prestige of the "Er Lengzi" Li Ye, Li Dayong would say, "Come, come, come, let's step aside and talk."

He would clamp the other person with his thick arm and drag them to a remote place, and the other person would basically lose their nerve. They would exchange a few words of verbal sparring and go their separate ways; there was no need to fight at all.

So why was Li Dayong's combat power so high, yet he wasn't as famous as Li Ye in the end?

Because back then, he was smarter than Li Ye; 80% of conflicts were resolved by him "subduing the enemy without fighting."

Now, the middle-aged man in front of Li Ye was clearly trying to bully Li Ye, who weighed 150 jin, by relying on his weight advantage of over 200 jin.

Of course, he didn't know the strength behind Li Ye's 150 jin, otherwise, he would have died before trying this trick on Li Ye.

What's more, Li Ye... "didn't play by the rules."

Just as the middle-aged man's arm rested on Li Ye's shoulder, before he could exert any force to pull, he suddenly felt his feet trip, and his whole body suddenly lost balance, the ground beneath his feet suddenly rushing toward his eyes.

*Thump! *

The middle-aged man was thrown down, and he landed face-first.

"..."

Everyone was stunned.

Because it happened so suddenly, they didn't see what happened. It wasn't until the strong man lay on the ground for a long time without reacting that everyone realized Li Ye had seemingly made a move.

But Li Ye didn't look strong! And he was holding a lunch box in one hand, so how did he throw such a big man down in an instant?

"What are you doing?"

"What right do you have to hit someone?"

Two men reacted first and habitually reached out to grab Li Ye's clothes.

Li Ye immediately felt disdain. I've already put your leader down, and you're still asking me what I'm doing? What right?

Have you ever fought before? Just grabbing my clothes like street thugs?

【Forget it, I'll go easy on them!】

With two *clangs*, one of these men ended up like the strong man in front, and the other was pushed five or six meters away by Li Ye, and in the end, he couldn't stand and fell to the ground headfirst.

This time, the silence around them was finally broken, and a dozen colleagues from the unit began to discuss it loudly.

"Hey, hey, hey, I saw it clearly this time. It was Li Ye who threw them. I didn't expect Li Ye, who looks so refined, to be a wrestler!"

"I don't think it looks like wrestling; it looks a bit like Tai Chi..."

"Who's stronger, Tai Chi or Qigong?"

"Qigong should be stronger, right?"

"Then why did Li Ye make a move without asking right from wrong? What if he suffers a loss later... Li Ye is from our factory after all..."

"I don't know! Let's see if Master Bai channels his energy. Don't make a sound, just watch and see..."

Perhaps reminded by the onlookers, the strong middle-aged man on the ground flipped over and stood up. Without even wiping the dust off his face, he started dancing around, exhaling and shouting "Hey, hey, ha, ha."

Don't tell me, the movements really looked like something, each with its own merits compared to the routines of Uncle Ying from Hong Kong, making Li Ye want to laugh.

But then he stopped laughing.

Because of one of the opponent's movements, he had seen Zheng Jiemin gesture at him in the office.

Although Zheng Jiemin seemed to be gesturing casually while sitting in his chair at the time, Li Ye could be sure that the target of the gesture was himself.

Twenty seconds later, that Master Bai pressed his hands down from his chest, making a "finished the job" posture.

Then, he said coldly to Li Ye, "Young man, we just wanted to reason with you, but I didn't expect you to sneak-attack me so despicably. Since you are so treacherous and vicious, I must teach you a lesson..."

Master Bai pointed at Li Ye. "You have already been struck by my Moral Heavenly Punishment Technique. From now on, every time you do something bad, your body will feel a point of pain, until you vomit blood, convulse, and die..."

"..."

Li Ye glanced at the opponent coldly and stepped forward.

"Stop!"

Seeing Li Ye step forward, Master Bai immediately retreated a few meters, making a "don't come over, if you come over again I'll call the police" gesture at Li Ye.

But his mouth didn't show any weakness.

"Those who do much injustice will surely die," Master Bai said righteously. "For a scumbag like you who slanders, talks nonsense, and sneak-attacks, God punishing you is only a matter of time. I'm just bringing that punishment forward..."

Li Ye looked at this "expert" who could channel energy, and inwardly thought, "Sure enough, it's all the same routine."

Why didn't Li Ye waste time with the opponent just now and instead made a move without playing by the rules?

Because Li Ye, who had seen Qigong experts like Master Ma in his previous life, knew very well that those who practiced martial arts steadily for ten years to sharpen their sword were not the same as these masters who recruited disciples widely and taught energy.

The former didn't like to make noise, but their hands were skilled.

The latter, one didn't know if their hands were hard, but their mouth skills were definitely top-notch.

If Li Ye followed their rhythm, it would definitely be intimidation, deterrence, smoke and mirrors, and endless verbal sparring, but in the end, they probably wouldn't make a move.

After all, their real skills were too different from the immortal means they advertised. If people found out that the so-called master's move was no different from a street thug's wild punches, how could they establish a sect in the future?

Why was Qigong popular for a time? Because it was "fantasy"! If you were just throwing wild punches, wouldn't it be better for us to learn traditional martial arts? Who would learn from you?

So Li Ye made a move right away, letting them know "how powerful I am," and then see if you dare to nag at me again?

And Li Ye had long seen that these three people were wearing unified practice uniforms and were not employees of the unit. Hitting them was hitting them for nothing, and even if they wanted to report to the authorities, they would have to go through the security department first.

Now it seemed the effect was not bad. Although the opponent still dared to nag, they retreated three steps every time Li Ye stepped forward.

Whoever gets hit by a fist knows the pain. Since they met a tough nut, they knew that as long as the green hills remain, there's no need to worry about firewood; it's not shameful to retreat.

Li Ye didn't press forward anymore but casually gestured the same posture as before and asked, "Were you channeling energy at me just now?"

"Hmph~"

Master Bai's disciple snorted coldly. "Consider yourself having some insight. This is Master Bai's unique secret skill. It's not too late for you to regret it now!"

How could Li Ye regret it?

He stopped paying attention to Master Bai and turned to press toward his colleague Zheng Jiemin.

"Zheng, you pose like that in the office every day. So it turns out you were channeling energy at me?"

"..."

"What? Zheng Jiemin channeled energy at Li Ye? How could he do that?"

"This isn't strange. Li Ye is now Deputy Section Chief Li, and Zheng Jiemin feels he snatched his deputy section chief position."

"What do you mean snatched it? Whoever has the ability gets the position. Why should it be Zheng Jiemin's?"

"Regardless, Zheng Jiemin's behavior is not honorable. This is just like sticking pins in a voodoo doll in the past; it's too vicious."

Because it was lunchtime, many people had gathered around, so when they heard that Zheng Jiemin had actually channeled energy at Li Ye during work hours, they immediately stood on Li Ye's side.

As the ancient capital of six dynasties, Beijing had many such vicious stories, so most people were very wary of this.

Li Ye suppressed the anger in his heart and forced Zheng Jiemin all the way to a big tree.

"How much do you want me to die?"

*Bang! *

Li Ye scolded, lifted his leg, and delivered a side-spinning kick, hitting the big tree behind Zheng Jiemin.

"Aow~"

Zheng Jiemin withered and fell to the ground, his face as pale as paper, his crotch wet.

Although Li Ye's kick didn't hit him, he felt such intense murderous intent that he felt dizzy and briefly lost control of his body.

"Oh~"

Everyone around exclaimed, because Li Ye's kick had peeled off a large piece of bark from the big tree.

If that had landed on a person, their bones would definitely have broken.

Li Ye pointed at Zheng Jiemin. "If I see you channeling energy at me again, we'll compare notes and see if your intent is stronger or my fists and feet are stronger."

"..."

Zheng Jiemin looked dull and couldn't say anything.

And Li Ye turned to look at Master Bai, who was responsible for teaching the energy. "I'm very busy, don't let any Tom, Dick, or Harry come to bother me. If anyone wants to find trouble with me, let them see this first and weigh for themselves if they can handle it."

"..."

Master Bai swallowed his saliva and didn't say a word.

Those who practice Qigong might be stubborn, but those who teach others Qigong are not fools.

Don't look at how he usually says how powerful he is, how he can break a big tree with one palm like it's child's play, but in fact, even a car can't break a tree 30 centimeters thick.

If he really slapped it, the tree wouldn't move, but his palm would likely be swollen for three days.

Li Ye's kick could peel off the bark; as long as one wasn't a complete fool, one would absolutely not come to find trouble with Li Ye again.

But Li Ye never expected that they were not only not fools, but also extremely clever.

Master Bai, who had been fierce just a moment ago, suddenly bowed to Li Ye. "Brother, please forgive me for my ignorance. May I ask which sect or school you are an expert from?"

Li Ye couldn't be bothered to look at them and turned to leave.

But just as he walked more than ten meters away, he heard Wu Qingyi say, "Li Ye's grandfather was a soldier during the War of Resistance, and his father is also a soldier. Could it be..."

"Oh, so that little brother is actually a famous veteran in the military. It really was a case of the flood washing away the Dragon King Temple! We and the military are one family. Don't you see those soldiers performing hard Qigong? We are internal Qigong..."

Li Ye, who hadn't walked far, was stunned.

What the hell? I spent so much thought on this, and instead, I ended up boosting the reputation of you people?

No wonder people say not to argue with you people! Not only can you not win the argument, but any far-fetched benefit can be peeled off and stuck on your own faces. ===== CHAPTER 673 =====