bayedsolid Chapter 200 You are here
Chapter 200 You are here
There was a light snow outside, but people still came to the Yang family martial arts school in an endless stream.
The coach in the gym was concentrating on guiding the students in their practice, and the sounds of humming and hawing could be heard one after another.
In order to manage students more effectively, Yang Xining carefully divided the spacious front hall into four areas, named after the four symbols: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise.
The Qinglong District is a training class, and Yan Tian is responsible for teaching.
The three areas of White Tiger, Vermillion Bird and Black Tortoise are the training grounds for the instructor class.
The dark hall is an exclusive area for security training. In order to ensure the secrecy of the teaching, Lu Xinghan had people renovate it overnight and clear out an underground venue.
At this time, Yang Xining and Yan Tian were standing in the corridor on the first floor, quietly watching the training on the second floor underground.
Today is the first day of formal training in the Dark Hall.
All the students here are retired special forces soldiers and special police officers, and some are even international mercenaries.
Yang Xining knew Ye Wuhen's strength, but he also knew that the arrogance of these veterans was not so easy to suppress.
"Yan Tian," she said softly, "Do you think Ye Wuhen can calm them down?"
Yan Tian, who was standing behind her, smiled slightly and said, "If he can't calm down, I will take action."
"Today we will practice close-combat guard tactics." Ye Wuhen stood in the center of the venue, his voice calm.
"Captain," a burly retired special forces soldier, codenamed "Iron Bear," folded his arms and sneered, "Are you sure you can teach us? We've fought with real weapons on the battlefield."
They didn't come here to learn basic fighting, but came here entirely for Yan Tian's sake.
However, the captain who was in charge of their training was someone they were very dissatisfied with.
He looks like a pretty boy, with long hair tied in a ponytail.
I heard that in order to improve the atmosphere in the hall, he had been cooking various sweet soups in the kitchen to please the young ladies and young women who came to the hall to sign up for martial arts training.
There were even rumors within the museum that he and the owner were having an affair.
I don’t know who is the top and who is the bottom.
Ye Wuhen glanced at him without saying anything. He just took out a coin from his pocket and flicked it casually.
"Bang!" The coin hit Tiexiong accurately between the eyebrows. It didn't hurt, but it was extremely insulting.
Tie Xiong's face darkened and he strode forward: "You f--"
Just as he raised his hand, Ye Wuhen's figure suddenly flashed. The next second, his wrist was grabbed, and he was thrown over his shoulder to the ground!
There was silence.
Tie Xiong is considered one of the best masters, yet he was defeated so easily!
Ye Wuhen squatted down and patted Tiexiong's face, his tone still calm: "On the battlefield, the enemy will not reason with you. Here, neither will I."
Tiexiong gritted his teeth but said nothing more.
Ye Wuhen stood up and glanced at everyone: "Does anyone else have questions?"
No one answered.
He nodded. "Very good, let's start training."
Yang Xining watched all this with great satisfaction.
Suddenly, a thin figure sneaked in from the corner not far away, squatted behind the pillar and peeked around.
It was Nangong Wei who was forced by Mo Junli to learn martial arts at the martial arts gym during the winter vacation.
"Xiao Wei, you are not serious again." Yang Xining said with a deliberately stern face.
Nangong Wei stuck out his tongue and walked out obediently: "Brother Ning, I don't want to practice martial arts, I'm too tired, can you let me play games for a while~"
He recently made new friends at school, and in order to have common topics with his new friends, he also became addicted to games.
The corners of Yang Xining's mouth twitched slightly: "No, I'm letting you practice martial arts here so that you can quit your gaming addiction."
"Then can I be taught by you?" The coach was very respectful to him and didn't dare to do anything to him.
Yang Xining said helplessly: "Brother Ning also wants to teach you, but I still have a lot of things to do."
"Then Brother Yan Tian, please teach me." Nangong Wei looked at Yan Tian. Yan Tian was the only person he admired here.
And Yan Tian is the head of his coaching department.
Yan Tian said seriously, "First, practice horse stance for half an hour, then we can talk about learning the moves."
"Oh..." The little guy pouted, but still stood in a horse stance obediently, his little face flushed red.
Yang Xining couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.
At this moment, the gatekeeper came over and said, "Master, there is a young man outside who wants to see you. He said his last name is Leng."
"Leng?" Yang Xining remembered who it was and immediately said, "Please invite him in."
"Yantian, take Xiaowei to watch you train first."
Yan Tian nodded.
After a while, Leng Cangqiong was invited in and Yang Xining went to greet him.
"Xiao Qi, oh no, what should I call you."
"Your Majesty, you can just call me Cang Qiong."
Yang Xining nodded: "Okay, but don't be too reserved. Just call me Xining. You've come at the perfect time. I just wanted to introduce someone to you."
After saying that, Yang Xining waved to Ye Wuhen in the underground venue.
Not long after, Ye Wuhen appeared beside the two of them.
His eyes met Leng Cangkong's, and he recognized the other person's true form almost instantly.
His brows furrowed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.
Yang Xining stood between the two and began her introductions: "Wuhen, this is Leng Cangqiong, from the Viper tribe. Cangqiong, this is Ye Wuhen, the prince of the mermaid tribe."
When Leng Cangqiong heard the word "mermaid tribe", a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He did not expect that there was such a person with a special identity beside Yang Xining.
But he quickly concealed his emotions and nodded to Ye Wuhen as a sign of friendliness.
Ye Wuhen turned his head arrogantly and ignored him.
Leng Cangqiong is asking for trouble.
Yang Xining immediately stepped in to ease the situation: "Cangqiong, you will live here from now on."
Leng Cangqiong nodded.
Yang Xining asked someone to take Leng Cangqiong to the side room in the South Back Hall.
After his back gradually walked away, Yang Xining asked Ye Wuhen: "Wuhen, what do you think?"
"Xining, I don't quite trust him." Ye Wuhen frowned, his eyes revealing a hint of vigilance.
Yang Xining sighed softly: "I understand your concerns, but Leng Cangqiong has sworn allegiance to me. He will not be a threat to us."
Ye Wuhen was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.
"I will, Xining. But you have to be careful. After all, people's hearts are hidden, let alone the thoughts of these ancient races."
Yang Xining smiled slightly and patted Ye Wuhen's shoulder gratefully. "With you here, I'm not afraid of anything."
When Ye Wuhen heard the three words from Yang Xining's mouth, a hint of emotion flashed in his dark purple eyes.