At noon the next day, the sun was as hot as fire.
"What? Can I participate in the Ye Family competition?"
Ma Hongjun suddenly jumped up from the bluestone bench, and the half-eaten roast chicken leg fell to the blue brick floor with a clatter. The golden oil stains glowed attractively in the sun.
His eyes were widened, his short fiery red hair was like a dancing flame in the midday sun, and his face was full of disbelief.
Ye Ruilin sat across from the stone table, slender fingers gently rubbing the edge of the celadon tea cup.
He took a slow sip of tea, and the dense heat blurred his smiling brows.
"Father specially nodded to agree to your participation. Two days later, Chenshi, Martial Arts Arena."
"Really, that's great!"
Ma Hongjun rushed in front of Ye Ruilin and slapped his hands on the mottled stone table, causing fine ripples to appear on the water in the tea cup.
His face flushed with excitement, and he couldn't help but raise his voice a little higher.
"I have long wanted to see the strength of the younger generation Ye Family!"
Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he tilted his head and looked at Ye Ruilin, his red hair swaying slightly with the movement.
"Boss, they shouldn't be as perverted as you, right?"
Ma Hongjun narrowed his eyes cautiously.
Ye Ruilin raised his eyes and looked at this young man who was dancing with excitement. The sunlight filtered through the plane trees in the courtyard, casting mottled light and shadow on his handsome face.
The corners of his lips were raised slightly, and there was a rare gentleness in his voice.
"Don't worry, with your current strength, there shouldn't be any big problem."
After receiving a positive reply, Ma Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief.
"Of course!"
Ma Hongjun circled around the stone table.
I don't know what I thought of, but I stopped suddenly, my eyes brightening surprisingly.
"I heard that Ye Family's direct descendants are all Qilin Martial Soul."
The young man put his hands on the stone table, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice. This action made the tips of his fiery red hair almost sweep to the tip of Ye Ruilin's nose.
"Boss, I've seen your Auspicious Qilin, but where are the others? What are they Qilin?"
Ma Hongjun wants to find out about the Ye Family.
"We Ye Family are all based on strength."
Ye Ruilin leaned back calmly, the sunlight casting a small shadow under his thick eyelashes.
"Mutated Martial Soul like me is probably the only one."
Ma Hongjun was stunned when he heard this, and then he patted his forehead in sudden realization.
"That's it! Everyone else is pure power type!"
He paced back and forth in the courtyard excitedly, the fallen leaves making a soft crunching sound under his feet.
Ye Ruilin nodded, tapping his fingertips lightly on the stone table.
"Yes, the cultivation method inherited by the Ye Family is a way to defeat all methods with force."
"Same as Body Sect, we Ye Family Soul Skill are just to enhance our physical strength."
"All the children of the Ye Family, First Soul Skill are Qilin Bone, which enhances physical explosive power, Second Soul Skill Iron Qilin Armor, which enhances physical defense, Third Soul Skill Qilin Tyrant Body, all attributes increase by 100%."
"What we pay more attention to is the training of combat skills. Soul Skill only makes our physical strength more terrifying."
He paused and followed the excited figure of Ma Hongjun with his eyes.
"Except for my Auspicious Qilin which is Mutated Martial Soul, everyone else has the same Martial Soul and the same cultivation method."
"Combat skills?"
"Wouldn't that mean..."
Ma Hongjun suddenly stopped and turned his eyes, a cunning light flashing in his eyes.
"Their fighting methods are very direct. They all rely on strength to fight!"
As he spoke, he also made an exaggerated impact movement.
"Exactly."
Ye Ruilin couldn't help but chuckle.
"Ye Family's children's fighting style has always been open and wide, focusing on defeating ten enemies with one force."
His expression suddenly became serious, and the sunlight gilded his chiseled profile with a layer of gold.
"But..."
He looked at Ma Hongjun meaningfully.
"Don't underestimate them because of this. They can cultivate their pure power to the extreme and combine it with combat skills, which is equally terrifying."
Ma Hongjun touched his chin and fell into deep thought. The sunlight cast his tall figure on the blue brick floor.
"The simplest ones are often the hardest to deal with..."
He murmured to himself.
"That's right."
Ye Ruilin stood up, his robe gently swaying in the breeze.
He walked to a camellia in full bloom and gently stroked the delicate petals with his fingertips.
"Although Ye Linxiao, the grandson of Third Elder, is only at the twenty-fifth level, his Qilin Arm has already reached the third level, and his single-arm strength can reach a thousand catties."
He turned to look at Ma Hongjun, and the sunlight formed a dazzling halo behind him.
"Second Elder's granddaughter Ye Qingxuan's Earth-Quaking Stomp can even cause small-scale earthquakes."
Ma Hongjun was stunned and swallowed unconsciously.
"So exaggerated?"
He suddenly thought of something and his eyes lit up.
"What about the person who went tit-for-tat with you last time?"
He was referring to the arrogant young man he met when he first came to the Ye Family.
"He..."
Ye Ruilin's expression turned cold, and his eyes seemed to become a little colder with his emotions.
He walked back to the stone table and tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously.
"I heard that I have practiced the family secret Nine Qilin Steps to the fifth step. It is said that when I use it with full strength, even Soul Elder can hurt."
"Hiss..."
Ma Hongjun took a breath of cold air, but then his eyes ignited with fighting spirit.
He slammed the stone table, causing the tea cup to jingle.
"This is interesting! Boss, what do you think I use Phoenix Flame to remotely consume them?"
As he spoke, a cluster of dancing flames sprang up from his fingertips, glowing golden and red in the sunlight.
Ye Ruilin shook his head and chuckled, reaching out to put out the flames.
"I'm afraid it won't work."
He pointed to a huge stone in the corner of the courtyard.
"Have you seen that piece of Power Testing Stone? The Ye Family children have to hit their bodies hundreds of times every day. What they are best at is bursting in and out. If you keep the distance..."
He drawled his voice meaningfully.
Ma Hongjun followed his gaze and saw that the surface of the dark boulder was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck.
"Then I..."
He lowered his head in thought, and the sunlight cast a small shadow between his frowning eyebrows.
"Remember," Ye Ruilin patted Ma Hongjun on the shoulder.
"To deal with the ultimate strength type Soul Master, you must either be faster than him or..."
"Either what?"
Ma Hongjun asked eagerly.
"Either we go head-to-head."
Ye Ruilin's eyes flashed with a sharp light, like a sword unsheathed.
"Crush back with stronger strength!"
Ma Hongjun stood dumbly for a moment, then suddenly threw his head back and laughed, his hearty laughter frightening the birds flying in the treetops.
"Okay! Then let them taste the power of my Blood Qi Ultimate Technique!"
He clenched his fist fiercely, and the muscles on his arm swelled, giving off a faint red mist in the sunlight.
He turned around to face Ye Ruilin, with burning fighting spirit in his eyes.
"Boss, you have to accompany me for special training these two days. This is your first competition back. I, Ma Hongjun, cannot embarrass you!"
Ye Ruilin looked at the young man's high-spirited appearance under the sun, and the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.
He reached out and brushed away a fallen leaf that had fallen on Ma Hongjun's shoulder.
"Finish your meal first."
He pointed to the already cool roasted chicken legs on the ground with a gentle smile in his eyes.
"Special training... starts tomorrow."