The reason everyone was looking forward to it was not because of how exciting the match would be, but because everyone wanted to see Ye Kong make a fool out of himself. They wanted to see how badly this idiot would be beaten up.
"Look, the idiot is going up."
"I wonder how many moves it will take for him to be thrown off the stage."
"I'm guessing three moves."
"Haha, you're overestimating him. I'm guessing he'll wet his pants on the stage."
Ye Kong listened to the incessant mocking from below and shook his head indifferently. You guys, don't you have any sympathy at all? Don't you have any brotherly feelings?
"Please advise me." Ye Kong gave a fist salute and bowed to Ye Long.
However, he noticed that his opponent did not react at all. Ye Long had his hands behind his back, his head held high, and his nostrils aimed at Ye Kong.
"If you don't want to get beaten up, get off the stage yourself!" Ye Long scoffed.
Although Ye Long was only 14 years old, he was taller than Ye Hu. He did not look much smaller than an adult. It was obvious that he was a strength-type fighter.
Truth be told, Ye Kong felt a chill run down his spine when he watched the match between Ye Hu and Ye Kuang. He was no match for either strength-type or skills-type fighters.
Ye Kong had been practicing martial arts for years while Ye Kong had only trained in long-distance running for seven to eight days. How could he defeat his opponent so easily? That was impossible. Long-distance running and push-ups were not that effective.
"F * ck off!" Ye Kong, who had no chance of winning, roared and pounced on his opponent.
'I don't have anything, but I dare to risk my life!' 'Do you dare?'
"He's cursing!" Ye Long shouted and dodged to the side. He thought that Ye Kong would not compete and would admit defeat in advance. Hence, he assumed a confident stance, hoping to defeat his opponent with his nostrils.
However, he was wrong. Not only did Ye Kong not retreat, but he also initiated an attack, catching him off guard.
"Cursing you is too light! F * ck, if I don't curse, do you think I'm Guo Jing? I'm a gangster! "Ye Kong cursed as he punched and kicked Ye Long.
However, Ye Long was also trained. He easily blocked Ye Kong's simple punches and kicks.
"Since you want to get beaten up, don't blame me for not holding back!" Yeh Long's eyes flashed fiercely as he swung his fist! Ye Long was the same as Ye Hu. He also walked the path of toughness. When he punched out, there was a whooshing sound of wind.
Everyone below the stage could see clearly that Ye Kong had started to pester Ye Long. He did not use any moves at all and could be said to be full of loopholes. Ye Long was only caught off guard. Now that Ye Long had stabilized himself, Ye Kong's unlucky days had arrived.
Even Ye Haoran shook his head when he saw this kind of fight. Actually, he also saw the scene of Ye Kong running in the rain. In his heart, he still had some thoughts about this son of his. He could endure hardship and had perseverance. Ye Haoran still gave him sufficient affirmation, so in his heart, he also hoped that Ye Kong could perform well.
However, when an expert made a move, it was obvious. Ye Haoran could tell at a glance that Ye Kong did not have any martial arts knowledge at all. Ye Kong's stamina was inferior, so he had to learn from Ye Kuang. He had to fight and run to exhaust his opponent's energy. Then, he would wait for an opportunity to attack and defeat his opponent in one move when he showed an opening.
What was the point of taking the initiative to attack? Was he not looking for death? As long as his opponent could free up his hands, he could kill him with one slap!
From Ye Haoran's point of view, Ye Kong was inferior to Ye Long in both combat skills and combat strength. Ye Long's punch would definitely defeat Ye Kong in one move.
"Sigh." Ye Haoran sighed softly as he waited for Ye Kong to be defeated.
However, the development of things often exceeded people's imagination. The so-called miracle was when everyone was not optimistic about it, but something amazing happened.
Bang! Ye Kong did not dodge Ye Long's punch. His fist landed violently on Ye Kong's chest.
However, to everyone's surprise, Ye Kong did not fly backward. Instead, it was Ye Long who grimaced in pain.
That was right. Ye Kong was not stupid. Before he left, he sewed a metal plate in his clothes. It was not thick, but it was enough to make Ye Long suffer. It was fatal to hit the metal plate with all his might.
However, even with the metal plate as a buffer, it was enough to make Ye Kong suffer. Ye Long's punch was imbued with inner force. Ye Kong's blood boiled and his face turned green.
"Don't wear armor in a competition!" Ye Long swung his wrist that looked like it was about to break and roared.
However, that was not the end.
Ye Kong spat out a mouthful of blood. He could not take it anymore. He opened his mouth and spat it at Ye Long.
The two of them were standing very close to each other. Ye Long could not dodge at all. He was sprayed all over his face and could not even open his eyes.
"Don't spit blood and slander me! Don't attack the eyes! "
'Take advantage of his weakness!' That was Ye Kong's usual style. He kicked the middle of Ye Kong's crotch.
"Ouch!" Ye Long howled in pain. His posture was spectacular. His face was covered in blood. His eyes were tightly shut, his legs were tightly clamped, and his buttocks were in the air. His left hand was holding his crotch, and his right hand was pointing in the air because he had hit the metal plate. He looked like Michael Jackson's dance.
"Don't … attack … the vital part …"
"Don't use this or that. Do you think I'm playing house with you?" Ye Kong sneered. He turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood. He walked over, squatted down, grabbed Ye Long's leg, and lifted it up …
Ye Long, who everyone had hoped for, was thrown off the stage just like that.
The disciples below the stage almost fainted. Their eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets. They had hoped that Ye Long would win with one move. Who knew that this move would allow Ye Kong to win?
Another thing that surprised everyone was that Ye Kong had clearly broken the rules. He had broken so many rules at once. He was too bold. He had broken the rules and injured Fourth Brother in front of Ye Haoran. Did Ye Kong not know how to spell the word 'death'?
Everyone looked at Ye Haoran again. They saw that their father was also stunned by this miraculous scene. His mouth was wide open, and he could not speak for a long time.
The first to react was Ye Long's twin brother, Ye Hu. He rushed forward and hugged Ye Long. He raised his head and shouted angrily, "Shameless thief! You used illegal means to injure my brother. Aren't you afraid of the family rules? "
Ye Haoran was also woken up by the shout. He stood up and shouted, "Someone, bring Ye Long down for treatment and check his DNA!"
Soon, a few bodyguards came and carried Ye Long to the next room.
Ye Haoran pointed at Ye Kong and shouted angrily, "Wearing armor, using weapons, and attacking the eyes and vital parts are prohibited in the competition. Don't you know that?"
The people below the stage immediately looked at him with gloating eyes. 'Hehe, you're very arrogant, aren't you? You won, didn't you? Do you know that breaking the rules will result in a punishment of 100 lashes? Haha, 400 lashes. If I don't beat you to death, my surname is not Ye! '
However, Ye Kong smiled bitterly and said, "Father, I really didn't know. Nobody told me about this."
Of course, even if Ye Kong knew, he would pretend not to know. Who asked you not to send someone to tell me?
Ye Kong continued, "There's a saying that goes, 'The ignorant are not guilty.' I really didn't know that there were so many rules. At that time, I heard from Second Brother that the rules are based on age. He did not say anything about the rules. How would I know about these rules?"
When Ye Wen heard this, he thought, 'Good lad, you're despicable. Why did you drag me into this?'
Seeing his father's angry glare, Ye Wen quickly stepped forward and hurriedly explained, "Father, I didn't say to fight. I said to have a competition."
"You said it. You used this angle, this way, and this smile. Then, you shook your head and said, 'Fight in pairs' …" Ye Kong was determined to pin the blame on him. He even said it with certainty, his actions and demeanor were all displayed.
"Don't slander me!" Ye Wen could not remember what he said 10 days ago. His rebuttal was a little weak. He muttered in his heart, 'Did I really say to fight?'
"Don't play these word games!" Ye Haoran shouted angrily and asked, "I'm asking if you told him the rules of the competition."
Ye Wen thought, 'That lad dared to slander me. Why can't I slander you?' He wanted to clench his teeth and lie. However, when he looked up and saw his father, he panicked. He remembered that there were other bodyguards and servants present. Those bodyguards were only loyal to his father.
"No." Ye Wen felt guilty and told the truth. After that, he explained, "Father, I just told him the news. I didn't know that he didn't know the rules, and I didn't have to …"
"Enough!" Ye Haoran coldly interrupted Ye Wen. He looked up at Ye Kong and shouted in a low voice, "Even if Ye Wen didn't tell you this, you can't violate the rules. You should know that these rules are forbidden in all the arenas in the An Kingdom!"
When everyone heard this, they thought, 'Yes, Father is wise. This is the national standard. You have nothing to say. Can you still say that you don't know?'
But Ye Kong could still say that he didn't know.
"Father, investigate it clearly!" Ye Kong cupped his fists and said loudly, "Everyone knows that I, Ye Kong, am a fool! For twelve years, no one taught me, and no one told me anything. Don't tell me the national rules, and don't tell me the Ye Family's rules … because no one has ever told me! I don't know a single word, and I have never left the Ye Mansion. If Father punishes me, a fool, like a normal person, Ye Kong won't accept it! "
"You!" Ye Haoran pointed at Ye Kong. He actually felt that he couldn't refute it. He thought, 'You keep saying that you are a fool, but why do I feel that so many of us have been fooled by a fool like you?'
"General!" At this time, a bodyguard came in and interrupted the awkwardness inside.
"Fourth Young Master's physical examination is completed. Minor injuries. His knuckles are damaged. Other than that, there are no obvious injuries. He should recover after a few days of rest."
Hearing the results of the injury examination, Ye Haoran breathed a sigh of relief. He waved his hand and said, "Send Fourth Young Master back to rest. Invite the best doctor and use the best medicine."
Then he said to Ye Kong, "Ye Kong, seeing that you don't know the rules, I will exempt you from the punishment this time. I will punish you to copy the rules of the competition a thousand times."
The disciples couldn't help but let out a hush. Four hundred strokes of the stick? Copying the rules a thousand times was too light of a punishment.
But even so, Ye Kong didn't want to do it.
"Father, I don't know how to read."
Ye Haoran was furious. "Fool, can't read. Is this all your ability?" He snorted angrily. Thinking that it was unreasonable to let an illiterate person copy the rules, he said, "Ye Wen, since you have informed them, you should inform them clearly. You are also responsible for this. Copy the rules a thousand times. Your punishment is to copy it!"
Ye Wen really wanted to vomit blood. Oh, so the fool hit someone and broke the rules, but nothing happened. He didn't even have to copy it. I didn't do anything, but I am punished to copy it. Is there any justice in this world?
"I accept the punishment." Ye Wen bowed helplessly. He turned his head and saw Ye Kong standing in the arena smiling at him. Fool, don't be happy too early! Let's see how you die today!
Just then, he heard Ye Haoran say, "Ye Hu, you don't have to stay. Go back and accompany your fourth brother."
Ye Hu didn't leave. He said, "Father, I won't leave. I want to challenge Ye Kong today!"
Facing Ye Hu's murderous eyes, Ye Kong's heart skipped a beat. Challenge? He could still challenge him? He spent so much effort to defeat Ye Long. If he were to face Ye Hu again, how could he win?
Unexpectedly, just as Ye Hu finished speaking, Ye Wen also said, "Father, I want to challenge Ye Kong too!"
Ye Kong sucked in a breath of cold air. Damn it, Ye Hu was already trying to kill me. Now there's an even stronger Ye Wen. What did I do to provoke you? Why do you have to beat me when I'm down?
"According to the rules, in a multi-person challenge, the oldest person's challenge is effective. Ye Wen versus Ye Kong!" Ye Haoran said.
"Hey, hey, hey. You haven't asked for my opinion." Ye Kong quickly interrupted and said, "Since I'm exhausted today, I … reject the challenge."
"You can't reject it!"
'Damn it, I can't even reject it. Ye Wen, you must have planned this, right?'
"But you can find a helper among the brothers and let him help you deal with the challenge," Ye Haoran said.
"Find a helper?" Ye Kong turned around and looked at the brothers below the arena. He thought to himself, 'How can I find a helper here? They're all enemies! I'll die faster if I ask them to come up! '
"Then can I admit defeat?" Ye Kong thought about it and said. He had never been a stubborn person. If he brought his brothers out to kill people and found that the other party was several times stronger than him, why wouldn't he run? Would he wait to be hacked to death? This was what it was like to be a man. He had to know when to yield and when to stand tall.
"You can admit defeat," Ye Haoran replied.
"Is there a punishment for admitting defeat?" He had to ask clearly.
"No, but be careful not to be called a coward!"
'Tsk, I've been called a fool for 12 years. What's the big deal? Why would I be afraid of being called a coward? '
Just when everyone thought he was going to admit defeat, Ye Kong asked again, "Is there a reward for winning?"
Ye Haoran actually laughed, "Yes, father can reward you with something, anything you need!"
Ye Kong's eyes lit up. 'Damn it, I'm going all out. I'm not a person who is willing to be quiet. I came here today to ask Ye Haoran to teach me martial arts. If I win, he has no choice but to agree.'
If he could get the An Kingdom's number one master, Ye Haoran, to teach him, it would only be a matter of time before he became stronger.
"Okay! I'll agree! "
There was a burst of cheers below the stage. This kid was overestimating himself. He actually wanted to win against Ye Wen. He was too arrogant. Could it be … At this moment, someone suddenly thought of something and shouted.
"We can't let him cheat and break the rules again!"
"Yes! This fool is too cunning. Take off his clothes! "
Ye Haoran waved his hand, indicating for everyone to be quiet. Then, he ordered, "Someone, bring Ye Kong to change his clothes. Ye Wen, go and explain the rules of the competition in detail to him. When the other brothers are done, you guys can fight again."
The following battles were lackluster. Maybe everyone was waiting for the battle between Ye Wen and Ye Kong, so the rest of the battles were not very spirited.
In everyone's opinion, this time Ye Kong was at his wit's end. If this fool did not break the rules, how could he win?
But even so, everyone already had a different view of Ye Kong. First, this fool was indeed not stupid. In the past, everyone still doubted whether the rumor that he was not stupid was true. Today, no one doubted it anymore. Second, not only was he not stupid, but he was also very shrewd. He was bold and careful. He dared to do and speak. He was also very good at playing dirty. If you were not careful, you would fall into his trap.
About an hour later, the duel ended. The battle that everyone was looking forward to was about to begin.
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