The Demonic World I designed
Chapter 178 - 178 171 Why not give it your all

178: Chapter 171: Why not give it your all?

178: Chapter 171: Why not give it your all?

“Hey, brother, up so early?”

At the northern part of the city, before dawn had broken, Weichi Feihu had risen early to practice swordplay at the Martial Arts Field.

He had been soundly beaten the day before.

One reason was that the man called Di Yun indeed had excellent sword skills, and the second was that he had not used his Bloodline Power.

Using ordinary strength to wield a weapon felt awkward, and he believed that if he could get used to the strength without relying on Bloodline Power now, he might not necessarily lose in a rematch against Di Yun.

Yet, he didn’t expect that he, who had risen early, would encounter someone who had risen even earlier.

Several burly men followed behind Di Yun, who, because it was time for morning exercises, had their upper bodies exposed, revealing muscles that exuded a raw, masculine energy.

Weichi Feihu curiously observed them, remembering that Di Yun mentioned the day before that he was already well into his thirties.

Normally, the vitality of an average person would begin to decline in their thirties, and their flesh would not be as full as when they were young, no matter how well they took care of themselves, but why did the flesh on these men seem so full?

“Di brother, you’re also up this early?” Weichi Feihu quickly greeted.

“Yes, there’s going to be a martial demonstration later, so we came over to warm up a bit…”

“A martial demonstration again?” Weichi Feihu was taken aback, “Weren’t we just doing that yesterday?”

“Yesterday was different.” Di Yun waved his hand, “Yesterday, they sent us old folks to each new recruit station to test the newcomers.

It was an assessment of the new recruits’ capabilities.

Today’s martial demonstration is mainly to show you new soldiers some new things.”

“Oh?” Weichi Feihu was startled but still smiled, “That’s perfect.

I didn’t get enough of a fight with you, Brother Di, yesterday.

I hope you’ll give me some good lessons later.”

“Sure thing, sure thing!” Di Yun immediately burst into hearty laughter, clearly very fond of the young Weichi Feihu.

Thus, the men began stretching and warming up in the Martial Arts Field.

Before long, more and more people showed up to warm up, clearly there to prepare for the so-called new soldiers’ martial demonstration, just like Weichi Feihu.

It seemed that Di Yun and his group must be veterans from Lyuzhou.

Later on, he would find an opportunity to inquire about the military force of Lyuzhou.

As more people arrived, Weichi Feihu noticed something odd.

These veteran soldiers of various ages, some in their early twenties, others closer to Di Yun’s age, clearly older.

He even saw an old soldier who looked to be in his forties with a weathered face.

When the man took off his shirt, his well-defined muscles took Weichi Feihu by surprise.

Why were the soldiers here, regardless of age, so physically robust?

The vitality hidden beneath their flesh also exuded a vibrant feeling!

With such questions in his mind, as Mao time approached, the veterans in the camp sounded the military gong.

Only then did he see yesterday’s new recruits slowly coming out, apparently not yet accustomed to the soldier’s routine.

What dissatisfied Weichi Feihu was that among the sluggish crowd was that Wei Gongyan fellow.

“Why are you just getting up?” Weichi Feihu quietly approached, asking in a low voice.

“Hm?” Wei Gongyan, surprised, looked at Weichi Feihu and said with a smile, “My lord surely hasn’t been doing morning exercises like those common soldiers, right?”

“What’s the problem?” Weichi Feihu frowned.

“My lord, you haven’t been to the northern camps…” Wei Gongyan yawned, “Over there, the sun rises late, and we, the descendants with Bloodline Power, get enough sleep before getting up.

The ones responsible for patrol, keeping watch, and morning exercises are those common soldiers…”

“The ones doing morning exercises…

are common soldiers?” Weichi Feihu was puzzled.

“Of course, those are the common soldiers…” Wei Gongyan glanced at Di Yun and his group standing on the Martial Arts Field and said disdainfully, “A bunch of mixed-blood soldiers, training hard all day, dreaming of grandeur.

No matter how hard they strive, no matter how they temper themselves, they are destined for a common soldier’s fate.

My lord need not bother with them.”

Weichi Feihu: “…..”

For a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

He originally thought that only noble families felt a sense of superiority due to their bloodlines.

Could it be that even lower-ranking families that served the nobles felt such superiority over commoners?

He wasn’t sure if he agreed or not.

He took pride in his own Bloodline, but…

what he didn’t agree with was Wei Gongyan’s view of the common soldiers.

He highly regarded the skill of someone like Di Yun, who had such excellent swordsmanship…

how could he be called a common soldier?

“Is everyone assembled?

Check the numbers in each tent.

Today is the first day, and many people don’t understand the rules, so we’ll let it pass for now.

But after today, anyone not up for training by Mao time can get lost!”

Most people shuddered at the brawny man’s shout from the stage, while a small number of them, like Wei Gongyan, looked unimpressed.

Di Yun, standing on the stage, took in the disdain in their eyes and walked to the front with a cold face: “Due to urgent support needed at the front, we don’t have much time for training—just five days at most.

Then we need to go provide support to other Provincial Government Offices.

Of course, the most useless can stay behind.

We will select those with the best skills, physical fitness, and perseverance to join our elite troops.

Once the names for external support are confirmed, the selected ones can enjoy a priority blessing!”

Blessing?

Weichi Feihu and Wei Gongyan took slight interest in the word.

Was it some form of reward?

“People going out to aid will have double the benefits, faster promotions, will enjoy priority blessings, and will receive guaranteed afterlife estate and other benefits.

However, great benefits require great capabilities.

We’ll all be going out to earn merits.

We don’t want any dead weight.

Make sure to put your all into the upcoming martial demonstration, or else…”

Chuckle…

While the big man loudly scolded, a conspicuous snicker quieted the scene.

The big man looked coldly toward the source of the sound, which came from an indifferent Wei Gongyan.

Weichi Feihu frowned, knowing that even someone as impulsive as him understood that one should not attract attention when gathering intelligence.

Why did Wei Gongyan seem to be more and more frivolous?

Was he always like this?

“Do you have any problem?” the burly man asked coldly.

Wei Gongyan certainly wasn’t afraid of someone he considered just an ordinary soldier’s offspring, but he had a playful smirk on his face, “That…..

*cough*, no, no, nothing, I just wanted to make sure, do we really have to go all out?”

His words made the scene even quieter, some of the veteran soldiers looked at Wei Gongyan with odd expressions, while the two old soldiers standing next to Di Yun laughed, “Old Di, looks like this kid is the one who sent you flying yesterday, quite confident, huh!”

Di Yun gave them a blank look before striding forward, “You, what is your name?”

“Wei Yan!” Wei Gongyan said lazily.

“Come up here!”

Wei Gongyan snickered at the command, not intimidated in the slightest, and sauntered up, looking at the other with a laid-back gaze, “What instructions does the official have?”

“Choose a weapon you’re skilled with,” Di Yun said, pointing at the weapon rack.

Oh, looks like the kid didn’t take yesterday’s beating too well, huh?

Wei Gongyan walked to the weapon rack with amusement, casually picking up a sabre.

“That’s not what you used yesterday.”

Seeing the other’s earnest tone, Wei Gongyan found it even more amusing, “It makes no difference what I use.”

“Is that so?” Di Yun said, no longer arguing, and chose a sabre identical to Wei Gongyan’s from the weapon rack, “Then come, if you can beat me, this squad leader position is yours.”

Wei Gongyan’s eyes lit up upon hearing this; he had never wanted to be controlled by these common soldiers, and now that the other had put it that way, he naturally wouldn’t hold back.

“Are you sure?”

“If I can’t even beat someone as worthless as you, then I also have no face to lead the squad,” Di Yun said.

Wei Gongyan’s smile suddenly stiffened.

What did this kid just say?

He must not have woken up yet, right?

“Looks like the official didn’t fall hard enough yesterday, eh?” Wei Gongyan couldn’t help but sneer with mockery.

“Yesterday was different…” Di Yun shook his head.

“What’s different?” Wei Gongyan said with cold sarcasm, “Perhaps the official didn’t sleep well yesterday?”

“Try me and you’ll see what’s different,” Di Yun replied indifferently.

“Is that so?” Wei Gongyan laughed, “Alright then, I’ll give it a try.”

No sooner had the words left his mouth than Wei Gongyan had pounced in front of the other man in the blink of an eye, the agility of the Wind Snake Bloodline was extraordinary, and Wei Gongyan, intent on teaching the other a lesson, unleashed his Bloodline Power to the fullest, making his speed exceptional even among Fourth Rank warriors, instantly covering the distance of ten meters and eliciting exclamations from the crowd of newcomers below.

The veterans, however, just coldly smiled at this display, not even batting an eyelash.

Clang!

The sound of metal colliding rang out as their sabres met, with intense sparks flying, but Wei Gongyan wasn’t surprised that the man could parry his strike.

This Han warrior was a veteran with reflexes sharp enough to match a Fifth Rank warrior, but still far inferior to Wei Gongyan.

He had underestimated his opponent before, not using any Bloodline Power, which resulted in a sloppy situation forced by the other’s swordsmanship.

This time, of course, he couldn’t afford to win so rigidly; he needed to find a good angle, win more gracefully, and also make sure he didn’t stand out too much to reveal he was a Bloodline scion.

Thinking this, he changed his swordplay, lifting the blade upwards, his Bloodline Power abruptly erupting, not intending to let the opponent show any swordsmanship skills.

These headstrong soldiers spent all day honing their craft, but he and others like him from the north had long learned how to deal with it—simply put, overwhelming skill with brute force.

As long as you have enough speed and strength, all the damn swordsmanship skills are useless against them!

Yet, as he contemplated this, the desired scenario failed to occur; with the outburst of Bloodline Power, he suddenly found his upward strike completely immobile!

“What are you waiting for?”

Cold mockery came from the other side, and Wei Gongyan looked at the man incredulously.

He wasn’t seeing things; his own eruption of Bloodline Power couldn’t move the man’s sabre?

“So polite?” Di Yun asked, tilting his head as he saw Wei Gongyan’s disbelief, “Just a little bit of Bloodline Power?

Why not try your full strength?”

Wei Gongyan: “…..”