Chapter 614 Arrogance of a Youngster
In his view, Ji Wenxuan was just a spoiled brat, how could he possibly defeat a veteran who had been in the army for many years?
Upon hearing this, Ji Wenxuan turned to look at his second uncle, raised an eyebrow and smiled, "General, would you like to give it a try?"
It is said that there are no fathers and sons on the battlefield. Even though Ji Wenxuan and his second uncle are uncle and nephew, once they stand on this training ground, they can only address each other by their military rank.
"You arrogant brat!"
After finishing speaking, Uncle Ji took the spear from the side and walked to the center in a few steps.
Ji Wenxuan's gaze swept over the long spear, then he glanced at the various weapons around him, and finally picked up a long spear as well.
"General, please forgive me!" Ji Wenxuan first clasped his hands in a fist salute to his second uncle, then gripped his hands tightly, and the spear in Ji Wenxuan's hands was like a sharp sword, thrusting towards his second uncle.
Uncle Ji was no pushover either. Even though his talent wasn't as high as that of Ji Dalang and Ji Wenjin, his years of training hadn't been in vain.
Seeing Ji Wenxuan make a move, Uncle Ji drew his spear to block it. However, because he underestimated Ji Wenxuan's strength, he was forced to take a step back when he tried to break through Ji Wenxuan's move.
Now Uncle Ji was less likely to underestimate Ji Wenxuan. Although he looked thin and weak, his strength was by no means lacking.
He glared fiercely at Ji Wenxuan, a boy he had never taken seriously before, who seemed completely different from the spoiled brat he knew.
The second uncle tightened his grip on the spear, and when Ji Wenxuan made his second move, he finally stopped hesitating and stood firmly beside him.
Seeing the two men's fierce moves, the people around them all stepped back, while the soldiers training in the distance all gathered around.
What are they doing over there?
The old general had just finished instructing some soldiers on training when he saw a group of people gathered together. Those who overheard the discussion immediately reported the sparring between Ji Wenxuan and his second uncle.
"Nonsense!"
The old general's opinion of Ji Wenxuan wasn't much better than that of his second uncle. Upon hearing the two sparring, the old general naturally assumed that his second uncle was deliberately targeting Ji Wenxuan, hoping to make him back down and return to the capital sooner.
Rushing over in a panic, General Ji expected to see his second son looking smug and his grandson looking resentful.
But when he pushed his way through the crowd, he saw a completely different scene. He saw his son and grandson, who were evenly matched.
"Second Uncle, you flatter me!"
Ji Wenxuan withdrew his spear and tossed it onto the weapon rack beside him, placing it steadily back on the rack.
On the other hand, Uncle Ji's face was extremely ugly, even though it was also a draw. His eyes seemed to want to devour Ji Wenxuan. This kid, doesn't he know how to give way in front of so many people?
He, a general, actually fought to a draw with this mere child. If word got out, wouldn't he lose all face?
Just as Uncle Ji was inwardly grumbling about Ji Wenxuan, cheers erupted from the crowd. In the eyes of these soldiers, few could fight their general to a draw, and even fewer were as young as Ji Wenxuan.
After his initial surprise, General Ji felt more gratified. Looking at his handsome and upright grandson, his face was full of pride.
"Wenxuan, come with me!"
Even though General Ji was very happy, he couldn't show it on his face. He called out to him sternly and then walked ahead to his own military tent.
Upon seeing this, Ji Wenxuan glanced at his second uncle and quickly followed in General Ji's footsteps.
"Grandfather, you were looking for me?"
Ji Wenxuan looked like he didn't know what the old general wanted to see him about. When the old general saw this, he reached out and patted his shoulder, then pinched him on the body before bursting into laughter.
“You little rascal, you look so frail, but I never expected you to be so robust. I thought your mother had raised you into a useless piece of trash over the years, but I never imagined that the spirit of the Ji family would still remain.”
Seeing the old general's pleased expression, Ji Wenxuan scratched his head sheepishly. Even though he didn't particularly like the old general's words, he still had to pretend to be obedient.
"It's all thanks to my father's excellent teaching. When he was still alive, he urged me to practice martial arts every day. Over the years, I'm glad that his teachings haven't been wasted."
The old general was getting on in years, and his heart wasn't as hard as it had been in his youth. When he heard Ji Wenxuan mention his deceased eldest son, his heart couldn't help but soften.
"If your father knew how successful you are now, he would be happy even in the afterlife."
The grandfather and grandson spoke of Ji Dalang with nothing but nostalgia, unaware of the ruthless glint in Ji Ershu's eyes as he stood outside the tent.
"Wenxuan truly lives up to his reputation as a son of the Ji family. After that fight, my second uncle is overjoyed!"
Lifting the tent flap, Uncle Ji's face was now etched with a look of deep satisfaction. Anyone who didn't know better would think he was genuinely happy that Ji Wenxuan possessed martial arts skills.
"Second Uncle, you're too kind. You were only letting me win just now. Otherwise, I'm afraid you would have beaten me to a pulp."
Ji Wenxuan's humble words made Uncle Ji feel a little better, but before he could speak, General Ji interrupted him.
He said, "Grandson, don't underestimate yourself. Do you think I don't know whether your second uncle went easy on you or not? It's you who didn't give it your all."
Only his own family was inside the tent, and the old general didn't think there was anything wrong with the flowers, but Uncle Ji felt extremely uncomfortable.
For so many years, he had been conscientious and diligent in the army, but he had never received a word of recognition from his father. This kid had only been here for a day, yet his father was already taking his side.
“Father is right, Wenxuan, you don’t need to be so modest.”
An unnatural look flashed across Uncle Ji's face, and his speech became noticeably stiffer than before.
However, as a junior like Ji Wenxuan, he smiled and agreed regardless of his second uncle's mood. After all, he wasn't there to get a pass or a note from his second uncle, so what did it matter if he was happy or not?
On his first day of training at the military camp, Ji Wenxuan's fame spread throughout the entire camp.
Some even privately discussed that Ji Wenxuan truly lived up to his reputation as the eldest grandson of the old general, possessing such boundless potential at such a young age. They believed that if the Ji family army were handed over to him, it would surely flourish.
Ji Wenxuan naturally chose to ignore these boring conversations, but his second uncle could not do the same.
In his heart, the Ji family army had long been his own. He had worked diligently and tirelessly for the Ji family army, but now that they had all sided with Ji Wenxuan, how could he be willing to accept this?
"General, do you really want to just stand by and watch the old general hand over the Ji family army to that ignorant child?" The speaker was a deputy general standing next to Uncle Ji.
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