Fake Boxing

Chapter 41: Faking a Fight

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

"Mr. Yang, it's settled then. I'm going to demonstrate. Before I do, I need to tell you about the origin of this Fist Technique," Li Yi said immediately. He walked to the side and picked up a thick wooden board from the ground.

"I learned this Fist Technique on Ghost Street. Back then, I stumbled onto the incredibly dangerous Ghost Street while trying to escape Biao's pursuit. There, I saw someone—maybe a fierce ghost, I can't be sure. In a corner, that person stood in a strange posture and practiced punches."

"After observing for a while, I memorized the Punch Stance and the way they punched, thus learning this Fist Technique. However, I can't guarantee that what I learned is complete. I was short on time back then, and my comprehension wasn't high, so I couldn't grasp much."

Li Yi began to spout nonsense.

My own punches were learned through proper apprenticeship. How can I hand it all over just because of your words?

But one must bow to the circumstances. I can't afford to offend this Yang Yilong, so I have to find a way to fool him. If I refuse today, I probably won't get out of this basement. I wouldn't risk my life betting on someone's character.

"Mr. Yang, I'll try to punch slowly. Please watch carefully."

Then, Li Yi crouched slightly and assumed a Punch Stance.

However, he adjusted his body, tensing some parts to prepare for exertion while keeping others relaxed, demonstrating an incomplete technique.

The complete Punch Stance was the essence of this Fist Technique. With Yang Yilong's talent, he might actually be able to learn it all if he mastered the stance.

But Yang Yilong didn't know Li Yi was holding back. He quickly closed the distance, observing intently.

Even under the lights, his eyes shone brilliantly, as if trying to memorize Li Yi's every move.

Li Yi took a deep breath.

His body began to exert force.

Even without mobilizing his full strength, his current power was enough to generate Punch Force, though its might wouldn't be significant. However, he was demonstrating on a wooden board, not a ferocious beast like Biao, so the actual power was impossible to gauge.

The next moment, the wooden board was sent flying.

Li Yi threw a punch.

"Bang!"

The air seemed to explode.

Li Yi's fist struck the wooden board, which was now in mid-air.

A strange thing happened.

The struck wooden board didn't crack or fly further away. Instead, it stuck to Li Yi's fist.

"Excellent Fist Technique," Yang Yilong couldn't help but exclaim, simultaneously perceiving some of its secrets.

A punch like this, if landed on a person, would blow them apart. The Force couldn't be dissipated. This was a Fist Technique developed specifically for combat, making it extremely valuable.

In the current cultivation world, such Techniques were highly sought after.

Li Yi slowly retracted his Punch Stance and removed the wooden board from his fist.

A clear Fist Print was imprinted on it.

"Mr. Yang, this is the punch I threw. Unfortunately, I was busy escaping on Ghost Street and couldn't finish learning this Fist Technique, so I'm still exploring and improving," Li Yi said regretfully.

"If you have the chance in the future, Mr. Yang, you could try going to Ghost Street to learn the complete Fist Technique."

Yang Yilong immediately said, "I've understood some of it. The secret to this punch lies in exerting force. Your posture just now was the best posture for exerting force, which is why the Punch Stance is important. But once you master it, you can integrate everything, and the Punch Stance becomes less important. Good, very good, Li Yi. I, Yang Yilong, owe you a favor. If you ever run into any trouble in the future, just come find me. I won't refuse."

"You're too kind, Mr. Yang. This is just me returning your favor," Li Yi replied. "However, Mr. Yang, I need to leave now. I have some matters at home to attend to, and I can't stay any longer. If you have any further questions, you can ask me later. I'll tell you everything I know."

"I'll see you out," Yang Yilong said.

"No, no, I'll just take the elevator up. Goodbye, Mr. Yang," Li Yi said, grabbing his belongings and stepping into the elevator.

Practice it, practice it. You'll know the consequences when your body has problems someday.

With that thought, Li Yi quickly left the place, not daring to linger, fearing he might be forced to stay.

Yang Yilong stood in place, eyes closed, recalling the punch from just now.

Then, he mimicked Li Yi's movements and assumed a Punch Stance.

After gathering his energy for a moment, Yang Yilong threw a punch.

A whistling sound accompanied the punch.

But it produced no loud noise.

"A seemingly simple punch, yet it's quite difficult to truly learn," Yang Yilong opened his eyes and picked up the wooden board from the ground.

The Fist Print on the board was clearly visible.

If his punch from earlier had landed, the board would have shattered, not left a Fist Print.

"Yilong, perhaps that Li Yi held something back and didn't teach you seriously. That kid is sly. He trapped you with his words from the start, leaving you unable to buy or steal, and ultimately just fooling you. If it were me, I wouldn't have let him go before he learned the Fist Technique. I would have kept him, even if it meant using some means. If you couldn't bring yourself to do it, I would have."

Suddenly, a steady voice rang out. A burly middle-aged man in a black suit appeared abruptly in the training ground.

His name was Yang Ye, Yang Yilong's uncle.

"We can't make a move without evidence. Is it really like Li Yi said, to kill him and take back the money? We are people of status and position, not robbers or bandits," Yang Yilong said calmly. "One must have rules when doing things. Since Li Yi is willing to compromise, we should give him some face and let him go."

"Besides, learning techniques is inherently about talent. When he demonstrated earlier, he produced a Fist Print. I saw this Fist Print, and it's exactly the same as the one on Biao's corpse, not the slightest difference. This proves that his key movements are correct."

"Moreover, Li Yi teaches for free. If you still try to force him to stay, aren't you pushing him to break ties? If this gets out, who will dare to deal with you in the future?"

Afterward, Yang Yilong shook his head.

Yang Ye said, "The kid taught you Fist Technique for free, not because of your face, nor because of the money, but out of helplessness due to the situation. So, he was very smart and proactively taught you the Fist Technique, making you feel embarrassed and indebted, so you could only let him leave in the end."

"I wanted to buy it with money, but he refused. However, if I were to buy a Fist Technique, the price would be very high. My current funds are not abundant, so him teaching for free is a good thing. It can also avoid some conflicts," Yang Yilong said calmly.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. The person is gone now, and you've obtained the Fist Technique. Your objective has been achieved, so let's put this matter to rest. Li Yi probably won't come again in the future. He's likely holding a grudge for today's events, but he's a minor figure, so don't worry about him. Let's think about Qin Qing's situation instead," Yang Ye said. "Just now, the major pharmaceutical companies have released their treatment plans. Take a look yourself."

With that, he walked over and handed a quotation to Yang Yilong.

Plan 1: Tianhe Medical Company, Nano-Repair Treatment. Quote: 270 million. Treatment Duration: Three months.

Plan 2: Biomedical Company, Clone Transplant Treatment. Quote: 180 million. Treatment Duration: One year.

Plan 3: Extraordinary Medical Company, Gene Repair Fluid Treatment. Quote: 350 million. Treatment Duration: One month.

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

"The money from hunting that Extraordinary Creature should cover this medical expense," Yang Yilong said, frowning as he looked at the quotation in his hand.

Yang Ye said, "If the money from hunting Extraordinary Creatures is used for your cultivation, it can continue to improve your strength. But if it's spent on that woman, your cultivation will have to be interrupted. Yang Yilong, you must remember, this world cannot be stayed in for long. If you cannot become a Transcender, everything else is in vain."

"I know you value relationships, so my suggestion is to go with conservative treatment first. Once you grow stronger in the future, treating Qin Qing will be a simple matter for you and won't affect your cultivation. It's killing two birds with one stone."

"I believe Qin Qing will understand, and she's willing to wait for you."

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

"Enough, stop talking."

Yang Yilong roared, his voice shattering the surrounding lights. White light emanated from his body, like writhing snakes and lightning.

Yang Ye's expression changed slightly, and he dared not say another word. He immediately turned to leave.

However, a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Getting angry is a good thing.

At least it shows he has something he values.

Yang Yilong is still too young. He'll understand later.

We Yang family are all businessmen.