Chapter 77 – Half a Month Forging a Strong Soul (Nine)

Ye Kuang only withdrew his remaining strength after seeing his opponent completely defeated. That courage of “one man guarding the pass, ten thousand cannot break through” could truly be called peerless!

On the other side, the Chief witnessed this and suddenly took out his old-fashioned mobile phone, speaking into it: “You can come over now. Remember to bring them along…”

Professor Ming, having seen and heard everything, couldn’t help but fall into deep contemplation. The events of today were undoubtedly shocking, but having climbed to the position of professor, he was no mere figurehead.

Remaining silent at this moment was truly the highest Realm of human conduct.

However, Director Lu failed to recognize the seriousness of the situation and exclaimed on the spot: “What exactly is going on here?”

Hearing this, the Chief couldn’t help but cast a slightly disappointed glance at him. Could he really say: “Haven’t you noticed that the soldiers I brought were beaten up by your student?”

But when the words reached his lips, the Chief found himself unable to speak them, and could only casually say: “Director Lu, some matters are better left unknown. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

Director Lu: “……”

Seeing this, the Chief said no more and then stepped toward the only person still standing in the arena.

Sensing this, Ye Kuang turned to look at the Chief and asked neither humbly nor arrogantly: “Can you explain now?”

Hearing this, the Chief couldn’t help but let out three hearty laughs. His demeanor of “an old steed in the stable” showed no signs of an elderly person’s decline, but rather resembled that of a man in his prime, clearly full of vigor.

“Young man, do you know that courage without strategy makes a brute, while courage with strategy makes a true master?”

“Is the Chief saying that I have courage without strategy, making me a mere brute?”

“What do you think?”

Hearing this, the corners of Ye Kuang’s mouth lifted slightly as he smiled and countered with a Dao Inquiry: “The treasure of national learning, the iron backbone, the benevolent heart for all living beings, or the soul of Central Plains Martial Arts—which is most important?”

“Hmm?” The Chief’s expression changed upon hearing this. His perpetually narrowed eyes suddenly widened, as if puzzled by the question. However, any descendant of the dragon would know the answer to such a question.

“What are you trying to say?”

“I may be untalented, but I merely dare to ask. However, I already know the answer now. What I want to say is, although I dare not claim to cover all aspects, I can achieve half.”

“Just with you…”

Seeing the Chief’s skepticism, Ye Kuang couldn’t help but shrug, spread his hands, and smile noncommittally: “As you can see now, none of them are my match, aren’t they?”

Hearing this, the Chief burst into laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

Seeing this, the curve of Ye Kuang’s smile grew even more pronounced as he said: “Since the Chief is laughing, can I take it that everyone is happy? Why not turn conflict into harmony? I’ll continue living my small life, and everyone can coexist peacefully. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?”

Upon hearing this, the Chief’s smile suddenly froze, finally realizing that this young man before him was not as simple as he appeared on the surface.

Only at this moment did the Chief truly take a good look at Ye Kuang. This young man clearly knew why he was laughing, yet could willfully misinterpret his meaning. It had to be said, this youngster had extremely thick skin.

“What about beating up my soldiers? How do we settle that?”

“That’s simple. Send out stronger ones to reclaim your honor. I’ll take them all on!”

“Hahaha… Truly, a newborn calf fears no tiger.”Ye Kuang saw no need for further explanation upon hearing this. His earlier statement had its own reasoning—having a readily available sparring partner was far better than racking his brains in solitary training.

It could be said that both Ye Kuang and the Chief were weighing the pros and cons, each with their own calculations.

The scene had fallen into an eerily quiet state. Everyone endured the scorching sun overhead, though it was nearly unbearable, they had no choice but to tough it out.

Just then, the ten instructors, supporting one another, stepped forward in front of the Chief. Their eyes blazed with fury, as if they wished they could strangle someone.

“Step back for now. If this young man intended me harm, all of you together would be useless.”

As the Chief spoke, he suddenly remembered something and asked, “The palm technique you used earlier—was it the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms?”

At these words, the expressions of the ten instructors instantly turned vivid—some were incredulous, while others sneered in disdain.

Ye Kuang: “That’s right.”

“Huh…” The Chief was puzzled by the response. He had expected the young man to deny it outright, but instead, he got the answer he wanted so readily… For a moment, he felt a bit deflated.

Thinking this, the Chief couldn’t help but sigh inwardly: Still too young…

Seeing this, Ye Kuang naturally had no idea why the Chief was sighing, but he couldn’t deny that the old man seemed quite amiable, nothing like those harsh and critical types.

Chief: “Let’s call it a day for now. Everyone, go and rest. But you, young man, stay behind for a moment.”

Ye Kuang felt a headache coming on at these words, but he knew protesting would be futile.

After all, his life was in the hands of this old man before him.

Only when the crowd had left the area, chatting and laughing with excitement, did the Chief say, “Follow me.”

Ye Kuang had no choice but to comply.

When they arrived at a private room in the cafeteria, the ten instructors began bustling about.

Sitting across from the Chief, Ye Kuang felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles, unable to stop fidgeting.

Seeing this, the Chief couldn’t help but chuckle, “Where’s that arrogance from earlier, huh?”

Ye Kuang: “It’s just my first time receiving such treatment. Look, the instructors are running around, and I’m just sitting here idle. These small tasks should be left to me.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of a food tray clattering to the floor echoed through the room.

The ten instructors stood there, faces livid, gritting their teeth as if they wished they could pummel someone to death.

The Chief, witnessing this, didn’t know what to say.

The room fell into a chilly silence, broken only by the faint sounds of dishes and utensils.

After a moment of silence, the Chief suddenly asked, “Do you know why I called you here?”

Ye Kuang picked up a piece of green vegetable with his chopsticks and mumbled through a full mouth, “I don’t, but the Chief must have the Chief’s reasons.”

The Chief gave a noncommittal “Hmm” in response and then said, “Since you’re a martial artist, you must have some understanding of the current state of the martial world. Care to share?”

Hearing this, Ye Kuang suddenly set down his chopsticks and said, “To be honest, I don’t know much about the current martial world either.”

“Oh…” The Chief couldn’t hide his slight disappointment upon hearing this, but then he smiled and said, “Since you don’t know, can you at least tell me where you learned your martial arts?”

Ye Kuang had no idea how to explain this and could only remain silent.Could he possibly say this was taught by a Nominal Senior Brother?

Even if he were beaten to death, no one would believe it.