Since returning to the village, Yun Zhixin's life has remained unchanged, except for working in the fields.
He always envied Si Cheng and the others for being able to travel around. His grandfather had encouraged him to come and try to go out with them, but he always felt that it would be unfair to compete with these young people, so he kept putting it off at home.
This time, the old man really couldn't take it anymore, so he asked Yun Xun and the others to help him register and dragged him to the square to make him go down and fight.
He was initially hesitant, but once the fight started, he became a completely different person, and he didn't even care that these opponents were his juniors.
This was his fifth match, and he felt completely exhilarated, becoming increasingly engrossed in it.
The onlookers went from being surprised at first to cheering him on in unison, especially after seeing him defeat the top fighters in the village one after another, their cheers grew louder and louder.
"Look at these young people in our village, they were so arrogant before, how come they're so weak?" Yun Zhiming looked at Yun Jianying, who was knocked to the ground in an instant, and even began to suspect that these people were holding back.
Si Cheng said, "Uncle Zhixin used to lead troops in drills every day. People like us from the village were not considered greenhorns in his eyes."
Yun Zhiming looked at his son-in-law in surprise, "He's a leader inside, is he trained like this all the time?"
Si Cheng nodded. "Sometimes they put in more effort than others."
Perhaps it was Yun Zhixin who took the lead, but this time all the people who had retired with him also joined the fray, which made those somewhat arrogant young men panic.
Yun Qiao, who couldn't take it anymore, ran over and said, "Brother Cheng, this kind of martial arts competition is unfair."
Si Cheng said, "That's fair. Didn't you agree to that before? Anyone can go on stage, as long as they win."
Yun Qiao stamped her feet anxiously, "How can this be the same? They are all trained. If this is the case, then we will never have a chance to get ahead in the future."
"Yeah, that's not fair at all." The people who were cheering from the sidelines suddenly came to their senses and, hoping that they could also go out with them in the future, they all gathered around.
Wu Shan and the others also came over. "It's because you guys are too weak. If it really comes down to it, we can take on two against one."
Yun Heng and his group suddenly felt looked down upon, and they all rolled up their sleeves, assuming a posture ready to attack.
Wu Shan wasn't intimidated by them and stepped forward, asking, "Shall we have a one-on-one fight or a group brawl?"
Yun Zhiming stood directly in the middle of them and said, "Since everyone is so confident, let's go to the square and have a competition."
Si Cheng stood to the side without saying anything, just quietly glanced at them.
When Yun Heng and the others saw Uncle Zhiming standing in front of them, they remembered that Brother Cheng was still standing to the side, so they quickly dispersed.
"The rules were set a long time ago, and you all agreed to them. Since you're afraid of being eliminated, then work even harder." Si Cheng said this while looking at Yun Heng and the others.
Yun Heng and the others didn't dare to say a word back. They could only look at the martial arts competition in the square with their heads down, feeling that their future was bleak.
Looking at the dejected group, Yunqi said, "Actually, our village can form two teams. There's no need for Brother Cheng to lead the team every time. Uncle Zhizhong and the others have just as much combat experience as Brother Cheng. That way, we can also clear out the hills near our village every now and then."
Yunqi's suggestion was a revelation to everyone. Yes! Why limit ourselves to one circle?
Si Cheng glanced at his wife and nodded in agreement, "We can also form more teams to deal with unexpected situations."
“That’s good,” Yun Heng immediately jumped up. “Anyway, our equipment is getting better and better, so even if we split into several smaller teams, we can handle it perfectly well.”
“If that’s true, that would be great. Otherwise, we’d be stuck in the village all the time, and apart from the busy farming season, there wouldn’t be much farm work for us to do,” Yun Qiao added.
Si Cheng looked at them and said, "Then you must keep up the good work. We still need to select a few squad leaders, and then it will all depend on your abilities."
Yun Heng said, "As long as I can get out of here, I don't care whether I become a squad leader or not."
He Yunhai happened to walk over and heard this, so he stepped forward and tapped him on the head, "Still thinking about running around every day? Hurry up and settle your life's important matters first, otherwise your sister will always have endless worries."
Yun Heng touched his forehead, which had just been hit, and pretended to be in excruciating pain. "Brother-in-law, could you be a little gentler? This is flesh and blood."
Hou Yunhai said, "If you're not made of flesh, are you made of iron? You'd better not go out for a while. Stay home and look for a partner, or all the girls will be taken by someone else."
Yunheng said, "There are no girls of marriageable age left in our village. If I don't go out more, how am I supposed to find one? Do you think a wife will fall from the sky if I stay in the village?"
The audience, including Yun Qi, watched as the two of them veered off-topic without offering any advice, simply observing their banter.
At this moment, the villager who challenged Yun Zhixin in the square had been knocked to the ground by him, and the elders who were watching from the sidelines began to lead the applause and cheers, not forgetting to mock the younger generation next to them, "You always act so smug, now you've been slapped in the face, haven't you? Let's see if you dare to be so arrogant next time?"
"Old ginger is spicier; you youngsters still have a long way to go."
"So, you kids, I need to give you a little blow."
These elders, whose voices have been gradually taken over by the younger generation at home, are now seizing the rare opportunity to lecture, and of course they won't let it pass.
Moreover, those who were originally full of confidence, thinking that victory was within their grasp, were now squatting dejectedly by the square. They couldn't even care about their own injuries, let alone the kicking them while they were down.
"You're already discouraged?" Yun Zhixin stood in front of them, waving his arms. Without waiting for their reply, he continued, "I have decades of professional training and countless real battles to achieve this level of strength. Your chances are much better than ours back then. After all, you've accumulated some real combat experience from the few trips you've taken with you. I believe it won't be long before you defeat me."
"Uncle, stop standing here making sarcastic remarks. We're being beaten so badly by you guys that we don't even have a chance to get out. What's the point of talking about real combat or accumulating experience?" Yun Jianying suddenly felt hopeless about life when he thought about having so many strong opponents in the future.
“Exactly, thinking we can defeat you with the training we have in the village is just wishful thinking. It seems we can only be old farmers in the village from now on.” Zhao Dongwei said this while secretly glancing at Yun Zhixin.
When his companions heard him say that, they all sighed in unison, looking utterly despondent.
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