Chapter 35 - Are you kidding me

The autumn wind was bleak, and early in the morning, the practice field of the Strong Soldier Training Camp was already full of people, creating a somewhat tense atmosphere.

Ye Dongjian and Lin Zhonghu stood side by side, and facing them was a middle-aged man in military uniform, burly and muscular, with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth. ᴛhis chapter is ᴜpdated by ɴovᴇl(F)ɪre.ɴet

The scent of iron blood on the middle-aged man was even stronger than that of Ye Dongjian and Lin Zhonghu, a trait that could only be honed by those who have experienced real combat.

This man was named Wu Kunming, a member of the Wus from Capital City and the uncle of Wu Xiaofei.

He also served as the chief instructor of a military district in Capital City and had come to Tianhai on business.

The Yes and the Wus were two prominent families that were close to each other, so Ye Dongjian and Wu Kunming had known each other since childhood.

One could say that these two have been competing since they were young, neither willing to concede to the other.

Now that he had just arrived in Tianhai, Wu Kunming couldn’t wait to challenge Ye Dongjian.

“Lin Zhonghu, your Leap Troop has nothing to do with this today.

As I made very clear just now, I’m here to have a friendly match with Ye Dongjian, but this time I want to change the method.

I’ve brought some of my men to Tianhai as well, so how about you put your men against mine for a change?

It’s certainly better for your pride than being beaten down by me in public,” Wu Kunming said, his muscular arms pointing at Ye Dongjian.

“Bullshit, would I, Ye Dongjian, lose to a big Hei Xiong like you?

Even my subordinates are a thousand times better than yours.” Ye Dongjian didn’t take insults lightly and immediately flew off the handle.

However, he was clear in his heart that he was truly no match for this big Hei Xiong.

Every time they had faced off in the past, Ye Dongjian had ended up in a miserable defeat, or else he wouldn’t have been in such a hurry to phone Ye Chenfeng for help.

After all, it was not something glorious to seek help from a younger relative, but he had no other choice at the moment.

“Since you’re so confident, I’d like to see just how formidable the people you’ve trained are?

Or are they just like you, better at mouthing off?” Wu Kunming, although looking like a big Hei Xiong, had an incredibly stable disposition, which didn’t match his appearance at all.

Ye Dongjian cast a glance at the entrance of the practice field, thinking to himself, “That rascal Chenfeng better not stand me up.”

Seeing Ye Dongjian distracted, Wu Kunming laughed and said, “It seems you’re thinking of retreating?

We haven’t seen each other for a year, and you’ve become such a coward?

In the past, even if you knew you would lose, you’d still go for it headstrong!”

“Who are you calling a coward?

To hell with that, today I’m going to show you the strength of the Strong Soldier Training Camp.” Right now, Ye Dongjian could only put on a brave front.

Accepting defeat to Wu Kunming was absolutely out of the question.

All he could do was pray, “Chenfeng, you better not fail me at such a crucial time!

Just come today, and in the future, I’ll call you ‘Uncle’ anytime!”

“Well, I’m looking forward to it.

Today we’ll use a best-of-three format, the first event being shooting, the second, throwing, and the third, close combat.

Shouldn’t be a problem for you, right?

I’ve heard that you’re an instructor of the shooting department at the Strong Soldier Training Camp, so you should have cultivated one or two sharpshooters, right?

I’ve chosen your strengths, so don’t say I’m picking on you.”

Wu Kunming said loudly and cheerfully; he enjoyed seeing Ye Dongjian lose under his watch.

Although neither man would concede to the other, they would become as close as brothers when it came to handling situations.

Back when they were young, Ye Dongjian, then a notorious playboy of Capital City, was cornered by heirs of other prominent families.

Coincidentally, Wu Kunming was passing by and without a word, he took off his coat and helped Ye Dongjian flatten those troublemakers.

So indeed, there was a bond of brotherhood between Ye Dongjian and Wu Kunming, albeit a unique one.

Outside the Strong Soldier Training Camp, a black Mercedes came to a smooth stop.

Ye Chenfeng got out of the passenger seat and said to Fang Nanxiang inside the car, “Brother Fang, why don’t you head back first?

Once I’ve taken care of business here, I’ll treat Chairman Zhao.”

Fang Nanxiang shook his head respectfully and replied, “Mr.

Ye, I’d rather wait for you here.”

Hearing Fang Nanxiang say this, Ye Chenfeng didn’t say anything more.

He pulled out the entry permit Ye Dongjian had thrown him when he left and walked unobstructed into the Strong Soldier Training Camp.

As Fang Nanxiang watched Ye Chenfeng’s figure disappear from sight, waves of emotion rose in his heart.

Being from Tianhai and a former member of the special forces, he was, of course, aware of the Strong Soldier Training Camp.

It wasn’t a place where just any soldier could join; no wonder he’d felt a special aura about Ye Chenfeng when they first met.

Wu Kunming, clearly already impatient from waiting, called out on the training ground, “Ye Dongjian, how much longer do we have to wait?

You’re not trying to stall for time, are you?”

With one last look at the entrance to the training ground, Ye Dongjian thought inside, “That little bastard Chenfeng, the next time I see him, I’m going to make sure he gets what he deserves.”

It seemed that Ye Dongjian hadn’t considered one thing: even if he saw Chenfeng next time, so what?

With his current skill, was he a match for Ye Chenfeng?

This was nothing but a case of delusional self-consolation.

“Who’s stalling for time?

I figured you’d just rushed here to Tianhai, dusty and tired.

I wanted you to rest a bit so you wouldn’t refuse to admit defeat later,” Ye Dongjian argued defiantly.

“So what are we waiting for?

Let’s start the first round of the shooting competition!” Wu Kunming declared.

Just then, Ye Chenfeng entered the training ground and, after quickly scanning the area, found Ye Dongjian and walked over, saying, “Uncle, what’s the rush for calling me here?”

Ye Chenfeng had been so focused on finding Ye Dongjian that he hadn’t noticed the others.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wu Kunming in front of him and hurriedly greeted him, “Uncle Wu, you’re here too!” He roughly guessed the reason his uncle had urgently summoned him.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s timely arrival, Ye Dongjian let out a huge sigh of relief and said, “Hei Xiong, my nephew is a combat expert I’ve personally trained.

In the third round, he’ll be joining in for a bit of fun.”

As for the other two rounds, being the shooting division’s instructor, Ye Dongjian was confident that his men could take the first round.

After all, the competition was best two out of three, so if they won two rounds, Ye Dongjian would be the winner.

Wu Kunming thought there was a problem with his ears!

A deep, meaningful smile spread across his resolute face as he said, “You’re not joking with me, are you?

You want Chenfeng to participate in the third round of combat?”

The fact that Ye Chenfeng’s panic disorder had been cured hadn’t yet spread around Capital City!

As for Wu Xiaofei, who knew about this incident, she hadn’t told a soul.

So, in Wu Kunming’s eyes, letting Ye Chen participate in the combat was utterly foolish.