God-Level All-rounder Expert
Chapter 223 - 225: I Come to Inspect

Chapter 223: Chapter 225: I Come to Inspect

The next morning at dawn, noises emanated from the kitchen, and Fang Yi woke up.

Xia Ziqi came out of the kitchen and said, "You’re awake."

Fang Yi smiled and replied, "Thank you for the trouble."

Xia Ziqi laughed and said, "It’s no trouble at all, by the way, where is Sister Yuying? I can’t find her anywhere, not even in the bedroom. It’s almost time for breakfast; did she go out?"

Fang Yi paused, as if he hadn’t heard Xia Ziqi’s words, a bitter smile appearing on his face. It turned out that last night wasn’t a dream but reality; the lingering scent in the air made Fang Yi’s mind wander.

The person had left, but the lingering fragrance remained, making it difficult for anyone to concentrate.

After sitting on the sofa for a long time, Fang Yi got up, had breakfast with Xia Ziqi, and then left home to go to the training base.

The sun at nine o’clock in the summer was stifling, causing his mood to be somewhat irritable. Upon reaching the mountain, dozens of people had already begun their training.

"Big Brother Fang," Yao Bo greeted with a smile.

Fang Yi threw a cigarette to Yao Bo and asked, "Where is Yao Dong?"

Yao Bo replied, "He went jogging. He now jogs around this mountain five laps every day, and he should be on his second lap by now."

Fang Yi nodded and asked, "How is the Eight Extremes Break that I taught you coming along?"

Yao Bo grinned and said, "Brother Yi, don’t worry, although I train them every day, I remember to practice too."

With Yao Bo’s natural strength, he didn’t need much training; he was extremely suited for martial arts. He had already mastered the first four forms of the Eight Extremes Break in a short period of time.

After finishing his cigarette, Fang Yi took off his outer jacket, then his shoes, and rolled up his trouser legs...

"Brother Yi, what are you doing?!" Yao Bo asked, puzzled.

"I’m fine; I’m just going to train a bit as well," Fang Yi replied with a smile, then lined up with those dozens of people, telling Yao Bo, "Train as you normally would, and if I don’t meet the requirements, you can punish me just the same."

Yao Bo wasn’t one to mince words, and he declared, "Alright, since Brother Yi you’ve said so, then I won’t be polite."

Having said that, Yao Bo then loudly added, "Everybody, just like Brother Yi, if anyone can’t keep up with Brother Yi’s pace, run laps around this mountain."

In fact, even without Yao Bo’s words, these dozens of trainees felt a surge of motivation. With Fang Yi, their leader, joining them in training, they needed to show some skill, or they would be looked down upon.

Everyone wanted to prove themselves in front of Fang Yi, similar to how employees want to perform well in front of their leaders, summarized as a competition to excel. Anyone who didn’t put in the effort would be left out in the cold.

These people were all brought in by Jiang Tao, mostly from the lower echelons of society. Who wouldn’t want to climb upwards?

Thus, this great opportunity to prove themselves was not something any of them would pass up.

However, there’s an apt saying: Dreams are plump, but reality is skeletal. Initially, they could keep up, but as time passed, they increasingly fell behind Fang Yi’s pace.

Whether it was squatting, doing push-ups, running, or swimming, they were all far behind Fang Yi.

During this process, Fang Yi didn’t say a word but followed the training regimen given by Yao Bo. By the time it came to the uphill weighted carry, the dozens of trainees were dumbfounded.

"Darn it, is Brother Yi even human? Carrying 200 pounds and scaling the mountain like a monkey," said a heavily sweating man named Big Liu, his mouth agape and eyes wide.

"No one can match this speed!" a skinny man also exclaimed, everyone called this skinny guy Little Leo.

"He’s too fast; we simply can’t catch up!"

"Now, we’re going to be punished, isn’t this clearly Brother Yi setting us up?"

One by one, with long faces, they shouldered the 200-pound weight and moved up the mountain as slowly as turtles.

At that moment, Yao Bo’s voice, thunderous like a rumbling thunder, resounded from behind:

"Fucking hurry up and run, if you don’t catch up to Brother Yi, I won’t let you eat tonight and you’ll have to squat in a horse stance until sunrise."

With these words, people sprung into action as if their butts were on fire, using every ounce of strength they had.

...

The mountain breeze wasn’t too biting, and there was a huge boulder protruding on the mountain, hidden among the lush weeds, where Fang Yi sat cross-legged.

The sky was filled with red clouds, blazing like fire, billowing and swelling like tides.

From here, looking into the distance, the sky and earth seemed to merge into a single line.

Fang Yi, sitting cross-legged on the huge rock, was not closing his eyes, but keeping them open.

Fang Yi’s upper body was bare, revealing muscles that weren’t too sturdy, but from the perspective of curves and proportions, they were perfect.

"Breakthrough..."

Fang Yi muttered quietly in his heart.

It had been a long time since his last breakthrough when Fang Yi had used the "Evil Desire Scripture" to enhance his abilities to deal with Bai Kuang.

But this time, Fang Yi was improving naturally.

At this moment, Fang Yi was calm and tranquil, his mind free of any stray thoughts. Though his eyes were open, his mind was focused on the experiences of his past.

Abroad, Fang Yi led a solitary life; although he often went out to rob the underworld and the authorities, acquiring many spoils of war, his heart was lonely.

After returning to his home country, Fang Yi’s heart developed attachments — Shen Binan, Bai Jingjing, Lin Mengyan — these women flashed through his mind, as well as Fang Yuying, the sister he had not known for long. He had to admit she had made a deep impression in his heart.

Apart from women, there were his brothers. Apart from Lin Shang, Song Wuliang counted as one, Ying Zheng, the clever businessman with a fat face, counted as half.

The casual freedom he once enjoyed abroad was no longer there; Fang Yi felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, a weight named responsibility.

The only most effective way to shoulder this responsibility was clear.

Increase strength!

Only by enhancing his capabilities, to stand atop all mountains, would this responsibility no longer be a burden but merely a minor effort.

...

Bai Jingjing came to the mountain, accompanied by Meng Wei, and seeing the exhausted crowd, she snapped her fingers and asked, "Yao Bo, where’s that guy?"

Yao Bo muttered, "Don’t know."

Just then, Bai Jingjing saw a bare-chested figure emerging from the woods.

Not only was he bare-chested, but he also wasn’t wearing shoes, with his trousers rolled up, Fang Yi walked out like a construction worker. However, Bai Jingjing felt an inexplicable sensation.

This guy seemed to have an unusual aura about him.

Fang Yi approached with a smile, revealing his white teeth, and said, "What brings you here?"

Bai Jingjing crossed her arms and tilted her chin up arrogantly, "I’m here to inspect."

Fang Yi replied, "Wait a moment, I’m all sweaty. I need to take a shower first, and then we can go for a candlelit dinner."

Though he didn’t speak loudly, everyone present heard and looked at each other with bizarre expressions, struggling to suppress their laughter. Bai Jingjing wanted to explain, but she knew the more she explained, the worse it would get, so she glared at everyone fiercely, turned her back, and pretended to enjoy the scenery.

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