Chapter 35

As the autumn wind blew, early in the morning, the training ground of the Strong Soldier Training Camp was already filled with people, the atmosphere somewhat heavy.

Ye Dongjian and Lin Zhonghu stood side by side. Opposite them, a middle-aged man in military uniform, with a robust and imposing figure, had a faint smile on his lips.

The middle-aged man exuded a sense of iron-bloodedness that was even stronger than that of Ye Dongjian and Lin Zhonghu. Only those who had truly experienced combat could cultivate such a spirit.

This man was named Wu Kunming, a member of the Wu family from the capital, and also the uncle of Wu Xiaofei. He served as the chief instructor of a military district in the capital and had come to Tianhai on official business.

The Ye family and the Wu family were two closely allied major families, so Ye Dongjian and Wu Kunming had known each other since childhood. One could say that these two had grown up together, always competing and never yielding to each other. No sooner had Wu Kunming arrived in Tianhai than he couldn't wait to challenge Ye Dongjian.

"Lin Zhonghu, today it has nothing to do with your Leap Forward Unit. I've already made it clear that I'm here to spar with Ye Dongjian. But this time, I want to change things up. I've brought a few of my men to Tianhai. Why don't we let our subordinates face off against each other? That way, it will be more dignified for you than being beaten in front of everyone!" Wu Kunming, with his broad and muscular build, pointed at Ye Dongjian and said.

"Go to hell with your stinking bull! Do you think I, Ye Dongjian, will lose to you, a big black bear? Even my subordinates are a thousand times stronger than you." Ye Dongjian was not one to take insults lightly, and he immediately flew into a rage.

However, he knew deep down that he was no match for this big black bear. Every time they faced off, Ye Dongjian ended up in a miserable defeat. That's why he had urgently called Ye Chenfeng for help. As an elder, asking a junior for assistance was not a glorious thing, but he had no other choice at the moment.

"Since you're so confident, I'd like to see just how capable the people you've trained are. Are they just as good at talking as you are?" Although Wu Kunming looked like a big black bear, his temperament was very calm, which was quite different from his appearance.

Ye Dongjian glanced at the entrance of the training ground, thinking to himself, "That brat Chenfeng, he better not stand me up!"

Seeing Ye Dongjian's uneasy expression, Wu Kunming laughed and said, "You look like you're about to back out. We haven't seen each other in a year, how did you become such a wimp? In the past, even if you knew you would lose, you would still face it head-on!"

"Who are you calling a wimp? Go to hell! Today, I'll show you the strength of the Strong Soldier Training Camp." Ye Dongjian could only put on a brave front, as he would never admit defeat to Wu Kunming. He could only pray in his heart, "Chenfeng, you little brat, don't let me down at such a critical moment! If you come today, I'll call you 'little uncle' from now on!"

"I'll be watching closely. Today, we'll have a best-of-three competition. The first event is shooting, the second is throwing, and the third is combat. You shouldn't have any problems with that, right? I've heard you're the shooting instructor at the Strong Soldier Training Camp and should have trained a few sharpshooters. I've chosen your strong points, so don't say I'm bullying you."

Wu Kunming said this with a loud and cheerful voice. He loved seeing Ye Dongjian struggle under his hand, even though they never admitted defeat to each other. When it came to important matters, they would always stand together as close friends.

In their younger days, Ye Dongjian was a well-known playboy in the capital. Once, he was cornered by several young men from other major families. By chance, Wu Kunming happened to pass by and, without a word, took off his coat and helped Ye Dongjian take them down.

So, there was a brotherly bond between Ye Dongjian and Wu Kunming, though it was a special kind of bond.

Outside the Strong Soldier Training Camp, a black Mercedes-Benz parked steadily. Ye Chenfeng got out of the passenger seat and said to Fang Nanxiang in the car, "Fang, why don't you go back first? I'll help Chairman Zhao with his treatment after I deal with this."

Fang Nanxiang shook his head respectfully and said, "Mr. Ye, I'll wait for you here."

Hearing this, Ye Chenfeng didn't say anything more. He took out the pass Ye Dongjian had given him before leaving and walked into the Strong Soldier Training Camp without any hindrance.

Fang Nanxiang watched as Ye Chenfeng's figure disappeared from view, and a wave of emotion surged in his heart. As a Tianhai native and a former member of a special forces unit, he knew very well about the Strong Soldier Training Camp. It wasn't a place where just any soldier could join, which explained why he had sensed a special aura from Ye Chenfeng when they first met.

"Wu Kunming, how much longer do we have to wait? Are you stalling for time?" On the training ground, Wu Kunming was clearly getting impatient.

Ye Dongjian took one last look at the entrance of the training ground and thought to himself, "That brat Chenfeng, when I see him next, I'll make him pay."

However, Ye Dongjian didn't seem to consider one thing: even if he saw Ye Chenfeng again, could he, with his current skills, be a match for him? It was purely an A-Q spirit.

"Who's stalling for time? I'm just letting you rest after your long journey to Tianhai. Don't lose and then refuse to admit it," Ye Dongjian said stubbornly.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's start the first round of shooting!" Wu Kunming said.

Just then, Ye Chenfeng walked into the training ground. His eyes scanned the area and quickly found Ye Dongjian's position. He walked over and said, "Little Uncle, why did you call me in such a hurry?"

Ye Chenfeng had been so focused on finding Ye Dongjian that he hadn't noticed anyone else. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Wu Kunming in front of him and quickly said, "Uncle Wu is here too!" He had a rough idea of why his uncle had called him in such a hurry.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng's timely arrival, Ye Dongjian let out a deep breath and said, "Big Black Bear, my nephew is a combat expert I've trained personally. In the third round, I'll have my nephew play with you."

As for the other two rounds, as the shooting instructor, Ye Dongjian was confident that his subordinates could win the first round. Since it was a best-of-three competition, as long as they won two rounds, Ye Dongjian would win.

Wu Kunming thought his ears were playing tricks on him. With a meaningful smile on his firm face, he said, "Are you kidding me? You're letting Chenfeng participate in the third round of combat?"

The news of Ye Chenfeng's recovery from his phobia hadn't spread in the capital yet. Wu Xiaofei, who knew about it, hadn't told anyone. So, in Wu Kunming's view, having Ye Chenfeng participate in combat was a foolish move.