"Oh?" Ye Kong stopped in his tracks and looked at Ye Wen suspiciously. Was this kid really that kind? He was unaccountably solicitous, like a weasel paying respects to a chicken.
"Eighth Brother, in a few days, it will be the monthly competition. Father will definitely be there to watch. At that time, won't you get what you want?"
"Monthly competition?" Ye Kong really did not understand. It was only after Ye Wen's explanation that he understood.
It turned out that Ye Haoran wanted to test his children's martial arts skills. He also wanted his children to have more exposure to actual combat. Therefore, he decided to have a competition at the beginning of every month. During the competition, everyone would compete against each other to determine who was better. The winner of the competition would be rewarded. Ye Kong was silly in the past and had never learned martial arts, so he had never participated.
"Oh, so that's how it is." Ye Kong nodded. This way, he could indeed see Ye Haoran. However, Ye Wen's sinister intentions were clear. This kid most likely wanted to take the opportunity to humiliate him during the competition.
"There are rules for this competition, right?" Ye Kong asked. There was a large age difference between the Ye Family's children. If Ye Wen competed with the eight-year-old Ye You, it would be too unfair.
Ye Wen saw through his thoughts and smiled. "Of course, there is an age range every three years. The children of the Ye Family can only find opponents within that age range."
Ye Wen actually only said one rule. In the competition, there was another rule, which was challenge. Regardless of age, the opponent could challenge you. You could not refuse, but you could find help.
When Ye Haoran first set this rule, his goal was to let the children of the Ye Family cooperate with each other. They would not be arrogant and become the target of public criticism.
And this loophole was taken advantage of by Ye Wen. Imagine, Ye Kong was a fool. Everyone looked down on him. Where would he find help? In the end, he would only be beaten up by Ye Wen.
More importantly, in the future, he would be able to give Ye Kong a good beating every month.
At that time, even if Second Mistress did not chase him away, he would not be able to take it and would ask to leave the Ye Residence. This was the deadly plan that Ye Wen had come up with for his second wife.
"But even if it's divided by age, I've never practiced martial arts. Do I still have to participate?" Although Ye Kong didn't know Ye Wen's plan, he didn't want to take the challenge.
Oh, all of you have been taught by martial arts masters and have been practicing martial arts since you were young. You want me, who has never practiced martial arts for even a day, to fight against you? Did water enter his brain? Did he have nothing better to do?
However, Ye Wen's words made him lose all hope. "If you refuse to participate without a valid reason, you will be kicked out of the Ye Residence!"
Ye Kong was extremely vexed. Don't tell me I have to be like a sandbag on the ring and let others beat me? Damn it, what kind of bullsh * t rule is this, forcing me to commit suicide?
"Don't be discouraged. Father will personally teach the winner a few moves of martial arts. He will also reward them with money. Haha, you must participate when the time comes." Ye Wen threw out another tempting carrot and left. After all, he had to guard against Ye Kong feigning madness to avoid the competition.
To be honest, Ye Wen's words moved Ye Kong quite a bit. He had always wanted to learn martial arts from Ye Haoran. If he could win in the competition, it would be natural.
However, Ye Kong was also a person who knew his own limitations. He had never learned any martial arts before, so what could he use to fight against others? If he had a strong body in the past, coupled with his reckless personality, he might be able to fight. But now, he had a 12-year-old body and was malnourished. He was like a bean sprout. He could only be beaten.
I want to learn martial arts! I want to become stronger!
Another voice in his heart roared angrily. If I want Ye Haoran to think highly of me and let me live a good life, I have to fight! Even if I lose, I can show off in front of Ye Haoran. Maybe he will be willing to teach me?
Walking back to the house from the entrance of the inner courtyard, Ye Kong had already made up his mind. Go! I must go! I definitely can't go back and be an idiot. I, Ye Kong, have never been afraid of anyone!
"Kong Er, did you see the general? What did he say? "Once he returned, Chen Jiuniang quickly went forward and asked.
Ye Kong couldn't mention the competition to her. Otherwise, she would be worried to death.
"Mother, father saw that I've recovered. You don't know how happy he was. He said that my body is weak and not suitable for martial arts. He told me to train by myself first. When I'm stronger, he will teach me martial arts," Ye Kong said.
Chen Jiuniang didn't suspect anything. She was so happy that she was about to cry again.
"Mother, find me some thick cloth," Ye Kong quickly said.
"What do you need cloth for?" Chen Jiuniang asked curiously.
"Train my body. From tomorrow … No, from now on, I will start training my body! I must become even stronger! "
Although Ye Kong didn't have a martial master to guide him, he still understood the basic theories and methods of training the body on Earth.
If he wanted to become an expert, he had to train his strength, reaction, speed, flexibility, and endurance. With these, even if he didn't win in the competition, he wouldn't lose too badly.
Ye Kong used the cloth that Chen Jiuniang found to sew a cloth bag. In each bag, there were more than ten large tiles. Then, he tied them to his legs and began his weight-bearing long-distance running training.
Weight-bearing long-distance running and weight-bearing squats. These were the basic training for training strength. They were also the most effective training.
There were less than ten days left. He was pressed for time and couldn't delay. Therefore, the intensity of his training could be imagined. Cang Nan Continent's tiles weren't light. There were more than ten large black and green tiles, which were the size of two red bricks. He tied them to each leg.
One must know that he was only a twelve year old child. With two red bricks tied to each leg, he couldn't even walk. However, he still persevered.
Every day, he ran one lap around the Ye Residence. He felt that his body was about to fall apart, but a belief supported him.
I want to learn martial arts! I want to become strong!
"Kong 'er, wipe your sweat. If it's too heavy, then put less tiles." Although Chen Jiuniang was happy that her son was willing to endure hardships and improve, she couldn't bear for him to work so hard.
"Mother, it's okay. I still have to do two hundred push-ups." Ye Kong clenched his teeth. He knew that his training was a little too heavy, but he also knew that if he wanted to achieve results in the shortest time possible, he would have to overload himself with training. Only by exceeding his own load could he continuously improve himself.
Time and time again, he surpassed his body's limits.
Every night, when he lay exhausted on the bed, he would feel his entire body aching. Every joint and every muscle was extremely sore and swollen, but he was very happy. He knew that his muscles were growing and his joints were becoming stronger. It was as if countless ants were crawling in his muscles. It was as if his muscles were becoming stronger.
In the following days, all the servants of the Ye Residence saw a small figure running on the small path in the morning. At noon, he was crazily punching the fine sand in the small forest. At night, he appeared by the pond, jumped into the water, and swam back and forth a few times.
"I heard that the fool has recovered. Why is it acting up again? "Cangnan continent didn't have this kind of training method. This made the servants very puzzled.
"He must have become stupid again. What kind of person would hit the sand for no reason? Doesn't his hand hurt? "
"That's right. This fool is really willing to hit us. We couldn't take it after hitting him once, but he still hit us for half an hour."
"Let's go, let's go. The fool has a bad temper. I don't want to take his fists."
At the end of the month, it was a heavy rain. Bean-sized raindrops pitter-pattered down. Everyone hid in their rooms. Even the small animals hid under the trees.
However, Ye Kong was still running in the heavy rain. It was as if he didn't feel the rain drenching his hair, clothes, and body.
The rain became heavier and heavier. The whole world seemed to be gray and the ears were filled with the sound of 'shua shua'. On the second floor of a certain building in the inner courtyard of the Ye Residence, a pair of embroidered clothed youths stood by the window. They were watching the running Ye Kong in the rain.
"Brother, what is he doing? Could it be that he has become even more stupid? "The second wife's other son, Ye Wu, asked.
"He is training his body. He wants to win in the competition." Ye Wen said with a sneer.
"Training like this? Is he torturing himself? "Ye Wu said doubtfully.
"If I didn't guess wrong, this is a kind of external training method." Ye Wen was very clear-headed. He didn't think that Ye Kong was crazy at all.
"A method to train the muscles, bones, and skin? Didn't master teach us that martial arts is from the inside to the outside? "After Ye Wu said this, he asked worriedly," Brother, do you think he will succeed? "
Ye Wen snorted in disdain. "From the outside to the inside, twice the effort for half the result. If it's a low-class method, it will be difficult to achieve great things!"
After saying this, Ye Wen snorted. He closed the window and walked back into the house.
Ye Wu also laughed. He followed up and said, "Bro, give me the chance to challenge him this time. I've wanted to beat this fool up for a long time. Beating him up in front of everyone must be very satisfying …"
"Haha, once a month. Don't worry, you will have the chance."
"No, I heard that Ye Long and Ye Hu from the third branch also want to take the opportunity to beat him in front of everyone for fun. I am afraid that they will beat him to it."
Ye Wen laughed, "An idiot is an idiot. Everyone wants to beat him for fun. I wonder who will kill him?"
The rain stopped at night. A round moon as big as a table rose up. Cangnan Continent was different from Earth. Earth's moon was curved more often than round.
On the other hand, Cangnan Continent's moon was full more often. Ye Kong guessed that it was because of the angle of the sun.
At this moment, he had already finished swimming. He was lying on a smooth white stone by the side of the pond. Smelling the air after the rain, he could even feel the energy in the air. It was a kind of powerful but gentle energy. This made him think of cultivation again.
"If I can absorb the majestic energy in the air and use it for my own cultivation, how powerful would that be." Ye Kong couldn't help but sigh.
Over the past few days, he had gotten to know quite a few servants and inquired about them indirectly. To his surprise, he discovered that he was the only one who could feel the power in the air. This made him believe that he could cultivate to become an immortal.
But currently, there was no immortal to guide him. He had no way of knowing the method to absorb spiritual energy. He had a mountain of treasures but was unable to use them. Thus, he could only temporarily put down this thought and train his body in peace.
After a few days of overload training, the effect was very obvious. Although it was only a few days, he could clearly feel that his arms had become thicker and his strength had increased. A layer of bloody calluses had formed on his fingers.
"Competition, I'm not afraid of you!" Ye Kong shouted towards the full moon.
An Kingdom, the second day of the eighth month. The day of the competition had arrived.
"Mother, I'm going to the inner courtyard to see father." Ye Kong ate his breakfast and stood up to leave.
"Wait a moment." Chen Jiuniang stopped Ye Kong. She stood in front of him and helped him tidy up his clothes. At the same time, she nagged, "Kong 'er, when you see your father, don't make him angry. If he scolds you, just endure it. Don't talk back to him."
"Don't worry. Mother, don't nag anymore." Ye Kong said and walked out.
As Chen Jiuniang looked at her son's back view, two lines of tears suddenly hung on her face. She wasn't stupid. From Ye Kong's performance and the gossip that reached her ears, she already knew that her son was going to participate in the inner courtyard's competition.
However, in order to let Ye Kong train in peace, she didn't say anything and pretended not to know. She was only worried in her heart. Her son had recovered, and these were things he had to face.
But when Ye Kong went out, she suddenly had a thought. If possible, she would rather her son continue to be stupid than to let him get hurt.
Once again, he arrived at the entrance of the inner courtyard. The guard at the door had already been arranged and hurriedly came up to greet him, bringing Ye Kong to the martial arts field.
The martial arts field was in the northeast corner of the inner courtyard. It was a classical Tang-style building. It was densely covered with black tiles, and the eaves were high. There was even a copper bell hanging under the eaves.
The martial arts field was very spacious. The Ye Clan disciples stood in several rows according to their age. In front of them was a square arena that was one meter above the ground. Behind the arena, there was a long table decorated with cloud patterns. Behind the table, there was an empty armchair.
"I heard that the fool is going to compete today." It was unknown which disciple surnamed Ye spoke first.
"Then let's beat him until he lies on the ground!"
"Haha, his brain is not empty anymore. I want to beat him empty again!"
"Recently, he has been practicing running every day with sandbags tied to his legs."
"He probably thinks that the competition is a long-distance race."
"Haha."
Ye Haoran had not appeared yet, so the disciples were also chatting loudly. Everyone used the most disdainful words to ridicule the fool.
"Eighth Young Master, Ye Kong." Finally, after an announcement, Ye Kong walked in. His figure blocked the sunlight shining in from the door.
Hearing this, the large hall suddenly became quiet. Everyone stopped talking and turned to look at Ye Kong who walked in.
"Haha, his brain is empty." The silence did not last long. After a sneer, everyone burst into laughter. The unbridled ridicule was ear-piercing like an awl.
Ye Kong's footsteps paused for a moment. He looked left and right at the dozens of youths standing inside.
These were all his brothers, his compatriots. None of them cared about what he thought. They were all laughing wantonly. Perhaps, no one treated him as a brother at all.
One day, all of you will pay the price for your rudeness today! Ye Kong thought as he walked to his age.
"Does mocking an idiot really make you so happy?" Suddenly, a dignified voice came from behind the arena.
The laughter disappeared in an instant, and Ye Kong finally got to see his cheap father.
Ye Haoran had been in the military for decades. He was tall and strong, with a tiger's nose, lion's eyes, and a black beard. At first glance, he looked very powerful.
All the brothers were quite afraid of this father. They all lowered their heads and did not speak. However, Ye Kong was not afraid at all. He looked up and watched.
Ye Haoran's gaze was like lightning. His tiger's eyes swept across, but it was obvious that he was not very interested in Ye Kong. He did not even pause when his gaze swept past him.
He snorted coldly and ignored what had just happened. He called over the butler, Ye Cai.
The thin and shrewd Ye Cai hurried over and lit a few incense sticks. Then, Ye Haoran led his children to kowtow and thank their ancestors.
After the simple ceremony, Ye Haoran announced the start of this month's competition. After that, his eyes swept across Ye Kong.
Damn it, this old father, you know that I have never practiced martial arts, but you did not say anything. Aren't you just letting me get beaten up? Ye Kong cursed in his heart. However, there was nothing he could do. He could only listen to Ye Cai announcing the arrangements for each team.
Ye Kong was arranged to spar with Ye Long of the third branch. Looking at the tall and strong Ye Long, who was not inferior to an adult, he groaned inwardly.
The first match was between the two brothers, Ye Wen and Ye Wu. Basically, there wasn't much to see. Ye Wen was indeed worthy of being called a well-known figure among the Ye Clan's younger generation. Although he was clearly going easy on his twin brother, Ye Wu was still defeated.
The second match was between the second son of the third branch, Ye Hu, and the eldest son of the fourth branch, Ye Kuang. The two were of similar age and strength. Ye Hu was known for his ferocity, while Ye Kuang was known for his nimbleness and ingenuity. The two fought for a long time, but there was not much contact. However, Ye Hu's martial arts had used up a lot of his strength. In the end, he was exhausted and panting. In the end, Ye Kuang found an opening and kicked him off the stage.
"The third match, Ye Long against Ye Kong." Following the butler Ye Cai's announcement, the most anticipated match began.
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