People in the Imperial Music Bureau: The Storytelling Demon Child Nezha

Because there are many of them.

In a one-on-one fight, let alone Li Qiye, even Xu Pingzhi could beat them to a pulp.

As for who sent these people, there is no doubt that these rotten potatoes and rookies were sent by Zhou Li.

Having been manipulated by Li Qiye in this way, how could he swallow this insult?

Meanwhile, the guests from the Jiaofangsi, Lin'an, Pingyang, and Chu Caiwei also saw Li Qiye and Xu Pingzhi being surrounded.

The effects of the alcohol have mostly worn off.

"Hey, isn't that Mr. Shichiya?"

"It's him! What happened? Someone's causing him trouble."

"These guys were probably hired by Zhou Li. Zhou Li is indeed lawless."

"What should we do? Should we go help?"

"Help us? What are we going to do? These people are all brutes; if we go up there, we'll only get beaten up."

"We can only pray that Mr. Qiye will have good fortune."

They couldn't help them.

As for Lin'an, how could she, as a princess of a country, be afraid? Just as she was about to speak, Pingyang beside her gave her a cold shout.

"What are you doing? In broad daylight, no, in broad daylight, you dare to commit violence in the street!"

"Aren't you afraid of the laws of the Great Feng Dynasty?!"

However, Pingyang's intimidation had no effect, and they continued to press closer to Li Qiye.

It was late at night, and it would take time to report to the authorities.

By then, they had already finished teaching Li Qi a lesson and run away.

Moreover, how can one break their promise when they have been paid to do something good?

Li Qiye was attacked from both sides.

There is no escape.

He appeared quite calm.

These people are no match for him.

It's because Xu Pingzhi is holding us back.

If Xu Pingzhi gets injured, it will be difficult to explain to his mother-in-law.

Thinking of this, Li Qiye decided to let his father-in-law go first.

However, just as he was about to speak, Xu Pingzhi spoke first.

"My dear son-in-law, you run first, I'll hold them off."

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Li Qiye looked at Xu Pingzhi, whose face was solemn, with surprise.

That earnest look touched Li Qiye's heart.

He couldn't help but think to himself: This father-in-law is very loyal. No wonder we are brothers who fought together. Our friendship is really strong.

However, when he thought of Xu Pingzhi's level of attainment, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. But having such a father-in-law was a blessing for Li Qiye!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.

"Father-in-law, you should run first. If you get injured, how will you explain it to your mother-in-law?"

After saying that, Li Qiye's lips curled up slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile. Before the martial artist could get close, he suddenly leaped forward, his leg muscles tensing instantly, and kicked out like a black lightning bolt.

This kick, carrying immense force, instantly tore a brief gash in the air.

With a muffled thud, the eighth-rank martial artist was sent flying several meters away like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, and spitting out blood.

They have no strength left to fight!

! ! ! !

Xu Pingzhi stared wide-eyed in astonishment at the scene.

My brain suddenly went blank?

What he saw was that his son-in-law had defeated an eighth-rank martial artist with a single leg strike.

Those watching from afar, including the guests from Lin'an and Pingyang, were dumbfounded.

Mr. Qiye actually knows martial arts!

Li Qiye's expression was calm, and the night breeze stirred his long, jet-black hair.

His eyes were like stars, and the mark on his forehead added a touch of untamed spirit.

Like a god who has fallen into the demon realm!

The warriors ahead were terrified.

"This guy is a martial artist, we can't be careless!"

The leader of the warriors' faces darkened, and with a wave of his hand, he roared, "Attack together!"

Upon hearing this, the other warriors swarmed forward like hungry wolves, surrounding Li Qiye.

Their figures flashed, their fists and legs weaving into an impenetrable net as they fiercely attacked Li Qiye.

"Hoohoo!"

The fist wind howled.

Li Qiye, however, was not afraid at all. He moved through the crowd like a ghost, and every move he made was extremely precise.

He would sometimes dodge the fierce attacks by turning to the side, and sometimes raise his hand to block the fists coming at him. In his counterattacks, he would use elbow strikes and knee strikes one after another. Every move was just right, and he repelled these martial artists one by one.

For a moment, shouts of battle and muffled groans mingled together.

Li Qiye moved with effortless grace among the seven martial artists ahead, not a single leaf touching him.

This scene surprised Xu Pingzhi even more.

Because he can't do it; he can't beat all of them if they all come at him at once.

Upon seeing this, the ten warriors behind him rushed forward, seemingly intending to deal with Li Qiye together.

Guests in the distance also gasped in surprise.

"Mr. Qiye is actually a martial artist, and judging from his cultivation level, he should be at the seventh rank!"

"Seven eighth- and ninth-rank martial artists couldn't defeat Mr. Qiye. Mr. Qiye is truly a hidden master."

"You worried for nothing."

Lin'an and Pingyang were also surprised. They had thought Li Qiye was just a weak scholar, but they never expected him to be a warrior.

And her figure is so beautiful.

The young woman from Pingyang, just beginning to experience love, was completely captivated by Lin'an's beauty and stared in utter disbelief.

Not to mention them, even Chu Caiwei, who was originally planning to make a move, was stunned.

"Boom!"

Late at night, fists clashed on the street.

The ten warriors behind him also joined the formation to deal with Li Qiye, as they were well aware of Li Qiye's strength.

They quickly changed their strategy, no longer fighting individually, but cooperating with each other to gradually form an encirclement, attempting to lock down Li Qiye first.

The warriors coordinated with each other, one attacking from the front and the other from the rear, while others constantly interfered from the left and right flanks, gradually shrinking the encirclement.

Finally, they seized the opportunity and attacked simultaneously, grabbing Li Qiye's limbs and body from different directions and subduing him.

Despite Li Qiye's desperate struggle, he was unable to break free for a time.

"Haha, let's see how you struggle now!"

The leader of the warriors laughed triumphantly, his face beaming with the joy of victory.

"not good!"

Xu Pingzhi's expression changed.

With Li Qiye locked up, wasn't he just a human target?

Lin'an and Pingyang, now facing the Jiaofangsi (Imperial Music Bureau), are also in a hurry.

"Oh no, Mr. Shichiya has been locked up."

"Ruined!"

In Lin'an and Pingyang, all that could be seen were the remaining warriors throwing punches at Li Qiye.

It seems the situation is largely settled.

However, Li Qiye remained calm and showed no sign of panic.

He muttered to himself as he watched the approaching fist.

"As expected, we still have to use it."

His eyes darkened.

The demonic mark on his forehead flashed with an eerie red light.

A strange red light suddenly flashed in Li Qiye's eyes, and his aura instantly became violent.

"break!"

Li Qiye's soft shout was like a thunderclap.

In an instant, a layer of blazing flames surged around his body, which was the power of the demon child Nezha erupting.

The flames were an eerie red-black color, carrying an aura of destruction.

"Get out of my way!"

Li Qiye roared again, and his power suddenly exploded outward.

That powerful force swept out like a surging tide, instantly blasting away the warriors who were tightly holding him.

These warriors were sent flying in all directions as if hit by cannonballs.

"Boom! Bang!"

Some of them crashed heavily to the ground, some were smashed into the wall, some warriors fainted immediately, and some coughed up blood, their eyes filled with terror and disbelief.

Rolling demonic flames surrounded Li Qiye, and his hair fluttered in the fire wind like a demon god in fire.

The guests of the Imperial Music Bureau were astonished at the sight.

"He won! Mr. Shichiya actually won."

"Mr. Qiye doesn't look like the storyteller Nezha he used to play."

"You know what, it really does look like it."

To be able to send these martial artists flying in an instant, Mr. Qiye must be a sixth-rank martial artist!

Pingyang and Lin'an breathed a sigh of relief. Listening to the voices around them, they looked at Li Qiye and realized that he really was just like Nezha, whom they were listening to stories about.

Possessing demonic flames, he intimidates all directions.

Perhaps it was a story created by Mr. Qiye based on himself, with some mystical elements added.

This is what they truly think.

Meanwhile, Xu Pingzhi asked Li Qiye in surprise.

"My dear son-in-law, are you really my dear son-in-law?"

Li Qiye withdrew his power and then answered Xu Pingzhi, "Absolutely genuine."

"When did you learn martial arts, and that fire magic?"

Xu Pingzhi asked curiously.

Without hesitation, Li Qiye told him directly, "I've always known these things, it's just that you've never asked me."