Let the true energy circulate for a while

……

The stadium was bustling with activity.

A commotion arose from not far away.

Chen Ye glanced to the side and saw the crowd parting to make way for two people carrying a stretcher with a person lying on it, bruised and swollen, crying out in pain.

"Damn it, that foreigner is too ruthless! Junior brother, don't tell Master about this, I can't bear the shame."

"Bamboo Pole, shut up. Look at you, so skinny. You get provoked and you insist on hitting that muscleman. He's a professional MMA fighter. Aren't you just asking for a beating?"

"You know I can't stand being provoked."

"Hey, isn't this Brother Chen Ye?" one of the guys carrying the stretcher greeted him.

Chen Ye nodded. "What's going on?"

The guy on the stretcher immediately covered his face with his hat. He was very thin and small, supposedly because he stretched too much when he was a child while practicing martial arts, which caused him to not grow tall.

These are the three people who drank with Chen Ye at Gong Rongrong's maternal grandfather's place yesterday; they are Shen Yuanchao's beloved students.

Chen Ye walked over and lifted the hat off the stretcher, discovering that this guy was indeed in a terrible state; back then, everyone called him "Bamboo Pole."

"Are you alright?"

Bamboo Pole said, "I drank too much yesterday, which made my stance unstable. I want to fight again!"

A man behind them shouted, "We're leaving first. We're going to the insurance company up ahead to file a claim. Bamboo Pole, with your injuries, I reckon you'll get a lot of money in compensation."

"Who hit him?"

"It was a foreigner, his name was something like Mark. That foreigner who just passed by was really fierce."

Bamboo Pole gritted his teeth and said, "Mark Anderson!"

Chen Ye smiled and said, "What a coincidence! I'll fight him, and I'll get revenge for you."

The three men were stunned at the same time. Bamboo Pole sat up and quickly said, "Brother, listen to my advice, don't fight. That foreigner is no ordinary fighter. It's not worth it. There are experts who can handle him."

Chen Ye laughed it off.

The three of them left in a hurry.

Chen Ye asked, "Why is there insurance coverage?"

Chen Jianbin explained, "The organizers negotiated with four insurance companies. Anyone participating in the competition must purchase mandatory insurance. There are other packages available, but they are not mandatory."

"Is this profitable?"

Chen Jianbin sighed, "All the tickets for the audience are covered by insurance. Even if every game has someone like that person, the insurance company will still make a fortune."

Why should audience members buy insurance?

Chen Jianbin said, "Maybe they're afraid the audience will get beaten up. You saw it yourself, it's an open ring. What if an audience member rushes up? You know what, there have actually been boxers who got carried away and attacked the referee in the ring. But in the end, the referee beat the boxer so badly he ran away with his head in his hands."

Chen Ye pondered, "That's true. If I were to strike with all my might, I could blast my opponent into pieces, and I'm afraid a few spectators in the front row would actually die."

Chen Jianbin instructed, "Xiao Ye, we can't blow people up into pieces."

"I know, I was just using an example."

……

Los Angeles, Secret Service Division.

Qin Shifan slammed his fist on the table in a rage: "Is Dr. Liang an idiot?! Is this a solution even humanly conceived?"

The secretary explained, "Professor, please don't get agitated. The old doctor said that the biggest problem with the radicals is that they are too conservative. And the biggest problem with the conservatives is that they are too radical."

Looking at the documents, Men Gun frowned and asked, "To orchestrate a crisis involving Chen Jianbin or Sun Xiaojuan to test Chen Ye's moral standards and potential?"

Qin Shifan sighed: "Get the car ready. I'm going to find Chen Jianbin and talk things out in person. If a person or an organization loses its sincerity, then everything will crack under the premise of distrust."

The secretary said, "Dr. Liang believes that Chen Ye was fully capable of subduing the other party at the old tire factory, rather than killing him. He feels that Chen Ye's moral standards need improvement."

Qin Shifan's eyes widened: "Hey, what do you mean by moral standards? That was an armed kidnapper! And Dr. Liang, didn't you see the video of Chen Ye jumping into the water to save people?"

Men Gun said, "I heard from Poison Dragon that the robbers were wielding knives and trying to kill him, but he couldn't? Dr. Liang should go to the grassroots level in Yunnan and Guizhou to participate in a few anti-drug operations. Sitting in the office for too long makes you prone to self-pity."

The secretary cleared her throat, held up the meeting minutes, and read them aloud in a clear and articulate voice:

"Dr. Liang's original words are as follows: I have always firmly believed that with great power comes great responsibility. The primary mission of someone with extraordinary abilities is to give back to society and help others, rather than using their abilities as a tool for violent venting. In the old tire factory incident, Comrade Chen Ye completely deviated from the basic principles of civilized society."

"Violence is the beginning of moral decline and a harbinger of the breakdown of civilization. The abuse of force is essentially a disregard for the right to life and a direct manifestation of a lack of personal morality."

After reading it aloud, the secretary closed the manuscript, looked up at the crowd, and

"Dr. Liang also emphasized that we should strengthen moral guidance and value reshaping for Chen Ye, and make him complete nine years of compulsory education as much as possible, with a focus on studying 'Ethics and the Rule of Law'. He issued guidelines for all members of our Secret Service to study."

Qin Shifan's face turned ashen, and he roared, "What kind of bullshit experts from the two academies? A high-sounding but empty statement, made to sound like a treasure."

A special agent entered and said, "Old Qin, the radicals have found a Japanese man named Okamoto Saburo to fight Chen Ye in a ring match. They've requested our cooperation."

Qin Shifan was taken aback. "Island Japanese? What are they going to do?"

"The radicals believe that a match is inevitable, and that Okamoto Saburo is a top professional boxer in the Asia-Pacific region. They believe that defeating the island nation in the ring will boost the morale of the people."

Do everything to extremes.

Muffled Gun interjected, "Although we're conservatives, I feel the radicals' approach this time isn't bad. We're going to have to fight eventually, so it doesn't matter who we fight."

The secretary asked, "What if they kill him?"

Qin Shifan waved his hand: "No, Chen Jianbin said his son will be very careful during the competition. In sports, injuries are inevitable."

"Besides, those islanders won't just start cursing and swearing right away, will they? This is a formal competition, not a short film. They're not that brainless. So, let's coordinate with the radicals and arrange something to find a reason to disqualify that Mark Johnson and replace him with Okamoto Saburo against Chen Ye."

The secretary replied, "Yes, I'll contact the event organizers immediately."

"Hmm, have you found any leads on Mr. K?"

The special agents said, "Not yet, it seems he prepared in advance."

Qin Shifan said in a deep voice, "Bring Mr. K to me within 48 hours."

"this……"

"I don't care, you guys figure it out."

……

Four hours later, in a rural courtyard, a thin old man with a pale face and no beard was feeding chickens.

A man dressed as a farmer next to him respectfully said, "Mr. K, we have received news that Okamoto Saburo will be fighting Chen Ye."

Mr. K nodded without saying anything.

"Hmm, do you know why they changed people at the last minute?"

"It is said that Mark Wilson tested positive for performance-enhancing drugs in a urine test."

Mr. K asked, "Was the communication with Saburo Okamoto smooth?"

Zhuang Jiahan continued, "Okamoto Saburo has already taken our money. He promised to insult Chen Ye's parents in the boxing ring in Chinese, and to emphasize that he is a poor bastard who was born of a mother but raised without one."

Mr. K raised his hand and added, "Replace 'unlucky guy' with 'bastard'."

The farmer repeated, "A bastard born of a mother but raised without one. Remember that, I'll let him know later."

Mr. K said calmly, "Yes, be aggressive and make Chen Ye as angry as possible."

"Our inside man at the Yonekawa Dojo will incite the accompanying Japanese samurai to rush into the ring and gang up on Chen Ye before the security personnel arrive."

"Alright, we can also take action against his father. We need to make a big enough scene that can't be hidden, to verify my suspicions."

The farmer asked, "Respected Mr. K, didn't you say before that the one who could use true qi was an eight-year-old child?"

Mr. K smiled but did not answer. He grabbed a handful of corn and scattered it on the ground, where the chickens pecked at it. He then picked up two books and began to read them side by side.

"If true energy truly exists in this world, then the other world described in the prophecy is real, and immortality is also real!"