Perspective Medical Genius Young Master-Chapter 29 - Qigong Master
29: Chapter 29 Qigong Master
29 -29 Qigong Master
To get to the place where he lived, Xiao Yifei always had to pass through a narrow path, and today, as he rode his bike along this narrow path, he sensed something odd about the atmosphere.
On either side of the path, sparsely scattered, stood some unfamiliar faces that looked like they were no strangers to street life, around five or six people, each holding various items like sticks and bricks.
This path wasn’t usually this crowded, but what made Xiao Yifei particularly aware of the strange atmosphere was the apparent leader of these thugs, who kept looking at his phone and then at him!
Xiao Yifei took a deep breath and furiously kicked his pedal to speed through the alley when suddenly, the leading thug noticed something and shouted, “It’s him!
Don’t let him get away!”
At this command, the once sparse crowd quickly closed in, trapping Xiao Yifei in the middle, who sat on his bicycle with a helpless expression.
He finally understood what Zhou Yuan meant by asking him to wait, but now, Xiao Yifei wondered why it turned out to be a bunch of people waiting for him instead.
“Fellows!
We’re all from the streets, let’s talk things out properly!”
Xiao Yifei had initially hoped to break through the crowd, but realizing it was impossible, he got off his bicycle with a resigned look, holding his fists in a polite gesture, and spoke righteously to the gang surrounding him.
“Haha, bro, look at this idiot, still playing jianghu with us.
Where did this fool come from?”
A gang member with dyed yellow hair and a gaunt figure laughed as he spoke to the leader.
“I don’t know, probably watched too many TV dramas!”
“Hahaha!”
Some gang member in the crowd picked up the conversation, causing everyone to burst into laughter.
Xiao Yifei stood there, stunned.
Isn’t this how it plays out on TV?
Why wasn’t it working now?
At that moment, the leading thug stepped forward, saying, “Taking money to ward off misfortunes for others, although we are small, we keep our word.
I’ll tell you upfront—if you don’t resist, we’ll just beat you up a bit.
If you do resist, then the guys might not hold back as much.”
Xiao Yifei looked blankly at the leading thug as he finished his speech.
Being cornered like this was new to him.
According to Xiao Yifei’s thoughts, shouldn’t there be a negotiation first and resort to physical conflict if that fell through?
How come they went straight to the action?
“I am only one person, you guys have 1, 2…6 people,” Xiao Yifei pointed at himself, then at each of the thugs, “Are you really okay with so many of you beating up one of me?”
Then Xiao Yifei looked earnestly at the leading thug and asked, “Is there really no way to solve this without throwing punches?”
“We brothers keep our promises.
It’s not about us bullying you because you’re outnumbered.
Even if you had a hundred men today, we would still strike!” the leading thug scoffed with an air of a boss, “Taking money to ward off misfortunes, please bear with us, brother!”
“Oh.” Xiao Yifei nodded and continued, “Even if I can fight well, know Qigong, and take on the six of you, you’re not afraid?”
“Nonsense!
We brothers keep our promises!” The leading thug held his head high, clearly proud.
“Alright then, enough said, bring it on!”
Xiao Yifei carefully leaned his bicycle against the wall of the alley, did a few warm-up exercises, and began a standoff with the thugs.
The leading thug, noticing Xiao Yifei’s stance, was suddenly startled, apparently surprised; he then scrutinized Xiao Yifei’s build closely before turning back to look at his fellows, weighing the situation for a long while.
Finally, the gang leader shouted, “Brothers uphold honesty!
Don’t scare us!
Come on, follow me!”
He charged forward towards Xiao Yifei, leading with his stick.
Xiao Yifei, hands behind his back, had a calm expression and a ghostly stature, the figure of a martial arts master.
The leading thug saw Xiao Yifei’s posture and was taken aback again, but remembering his own words, he gritted his teeth and, though reluctantly, rushed towards Xiao Yifei.
Xiao Yifei watched the gangsters armed with weapons approaching closer and closer and couldn’t help but curse silently, “Damn, I can’t keep up this act as a master anymore!”
He then shouted, “Don’t smash my bike!”
He charged at the gangsters in response.
“With so many of them, this won’t end well!
I’ve only used my Clairvoyance once today, I still have two uses left.
I don’t know the limits of my Mind Control, but let’s give it a try!”
Xiao Yifei calmly watched the gang, first dodging a swing from the leader with a side step, then flipping to the side of Huang Mao.
Xiao Yifei roared, “Let me show you the power of a Qigong master!” He then kicked Huang Mao in the stomach, the kick was fake, the real trick was Mind Control.
Calmly using his mind, Xiao Yifei twisted Huang Mao’s intestines slightly.
Although his Mind Control wasn’t very strong and could only twist a little, it was still enough to make Huang Mao fall to the ground in pain, unable to get up.
“Ouch, it hurts, ouch!”
Huang Mao lay on the ground crying out in pain, startling the leader of the gangsters.
He watched Xiao Yifei, who bore no trace of a trained fighter’s posture, and couldn’t believe his eyes.
Then, he charged at him with his minions.
Xiao Yifei used his sharp vision to observe the subtle dynamics of the gangsters’ attacks, narrowly dodging their assaults.
However, this rapidly exhausted him, and after several rounds, although he appeared relaxed, his back was soaked with sweat.
The gangsters, skinny like poles, didn’t have much stamina either, panting heavily with their hands on their knees, gasping for breath.
“Brotherhood means trust!
Come with me!
Take him down!” the leader shouted, mustering his energy for another charge.
“Again!
Will you guys ever stop?
Aren’t you tired?” Xiao Yifei shouted, while thinking to himself, “I can’t go on like this, I’m not going to last much longer.
They’re going to beat me up badly if it continues this way, I need to think of something.”
Xiao Yifei focused and activated his Clairvoyance on the approaching gangsters, not missing any detail.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, “It’s a gamble!”
Xiao Yifei took a large step back, creating distance from the gangsters, and yelled, “You’ve really angered me now!
Behold the great technique of a Qigong master.”
“Six!
Meridian!
Sword!”
Xiao Yifei’s fingers sharply lifted, pointing through the air at two of the five charging gangsters.
“Ah!
My stomach!
My stomach hurts so much!”
One of the gangsters fell first, writhing on the ground in pain just like Huang Mao.
“My legs!
Why can’t I move my legs!
Help!
My legs!”
Another gangster also collapsed suddenly, crying and screaming while clutching his legs.
The leader, baffled, looked at the sudden turn of events, “Are you guys okay?
Stop joking around!”
“Big brother!
We’re not joking!
My stomach really hurts!”
“I really can’t move my legs!”
The leader turned abruptly, looking at Xiao Yifei as if he had seen a ghost, while Xiao Yifei maintained his stance, his face calm.
