Ji Wangyun was impressed by his younger brother's moves. He asked the third brother, "I remember when I investigated your younger brother's extracurricular activities before, he clearly didn't practice any ancient martial arts."
The ancient martial arts techniques that remain today are nothing more than fragments and incomplete pieces. They may look impressive when practiced, but they lack coherence and are like empty shells. There are always people more skilled than you, and there is always something beyond your understanding. Those truly talented masters will not emerge from seclusion, much less reveal themselves to the world.
Although Ji Wangyun and Ji Wangyan had never practiced it, they still had some understanding of it, so they could tell at a glance that their younger brother's moves were too special. They seemed ordinary, but in fact, they were pressing Ji Wangchen step by step.
It seems that besides being strong, their younger brother is also a trained fighter!
This was their first time seeing it, and the thought that they, as the older brothers, would have the privilege of seeing it filled them with both joy and pain.
Ji Wangyun was even more upset to see that his underlings had shown no mercy...
That's why you should discipline your younger brother early on.
They deeply regret missing out on their younger brother's childhood.
Xie Zhuzhou had no idea what his brothers were thinking; he only remembered to show off. He wanted to impress Little Yan, his little fanboy, so every move he made was carefully considered.
But as the eldest son, he couldn't be too outstanding; he had to give his elder brother some face. He should save his strength for his second brother. The thought that everyone in the company was putting on an act against his second brother made Xie Zhuzhou want revenge.
And there was the time his third brother scared him in the haunted house; he hadn't gotten revenge yet. Thinking of this, Xie Zhuzhou's lips curled up slightly.
"Brother, please show mercy." Xie Zhuzhou did not use any Internal Energy. He was being lenient with his own people, relying purely on his agility and fist techniques, and his strength was only average.
Ji Wangchen, struggling to fight. "..."
Ji Wangchen did not respond; his gaze became even more focused. He knew that his younger brother was far stronger than he had imagined. In the next few minutes, the two exchanged blows, their fists and feet flying at a speed that was too fast for anyone to keep up with.
Ji Wangyun and Ji Wangyan, watching from below the stage, were dumbfounded. Although they knew Xie Zhuzhou was strong, they never expected that he could fight his elder brother to a standstill.
With Xie Zhuzhou's permission, Chu Yanzhang recorded a video. He wanted to save it carefully, and the thought of seeing Zhouzhou's cool fighting appearance every day made Chu Yanzhang's lips curl into a smile.
"Do you think my little brother will hurt me?" Ji Wangyun, sitting next to Chu Yanzhang, couldn't help but whisper.
"I don't know," Ji Wangyan said with a wry smile, because he had just remembered the time he scared his younger brother in the haunted house. Although his brother was vindictive, he still respected and loved his older brother, so he probably wouldn't hold it against him, right?
Just then, Xie Zhuzhou suddenly feinted, fooling Ji Wangchen's defense, and then delivered a heavy punch straight to his chest. Although Ji Wangchen reacted in time, it was too late to completely dodge. Just when he thought he might break his ribs tonight, he was only hit by the wind from the punch. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he took several steps back.
Xie Zhuzhou did not press his advantage, but instead stopped and stood still, smiling as he said, "Brother, you flatter me."
Ji Wangchen took a deep breath and nodded. "Good, it's Ji Wangyun's turn."
Even he couldn't beat his underlings, so what about the remaining two...? As he went down, he saw Chu Yanzhang next to Ji Wangyun again. A slight smile appeared on his lips.
Ji Wangyan understood her elder brother's gaze and glanced at Chu Yanzhang again.
Chu Yanzhang: "?"
Chu Yanzhang, unaware of the brothers' flirtatious exchanges, watched with great interest. Seeing Xie Zhuzhou win, he couldn't help but exclaim excitedly, " Zhouzhou, you're amazing! Are you tired? Have some water!"
Chu Yanzhang's voice echoed in the training room. He ran towards Xie Zhuzhou with a water bottle, completely ignoring the complicated looks from the Ji Family brothers beside him. Xie Zhuzhou took the water bottle, smiled, and ruffled Chu Yanzhang's hair. "I'm fine, don't worry."
Ji Wangyun watched this scene with mixed feelings. He finally understood that this guy was coveting his little brother!
However, this was just a guess!
Unable to tell the rest of his family, he wanted to see how this guy would manage to kidnap his brother right under his nose!
After Xie Zhuzhou replenished his fluids, he looked at his second brother with a wicked, villainous smile on his face.
Ji Wangyun: "..."
Ji Wangyun didn't understand; he knew his younger brother still loved him.
Zhang San, the private tutor, even clapped for him, shouting, "Go, Second Young Master!!"
After saying that, he gave a wicked smile.
Ji Wangyun: "..."
Ji Wangyun's forte is Sanda (Chinese kickboxing). Against his underlings, he can't be said to have no chance of winning, but he'll have to fight to the death to win.
He felt a lump in his throat.
Ji Wangyan stood up and patted her second brother on the shoulder. "Second brother, if you get beaten to death, I'll take care of Aolai for you. Although he's afraid of me, what can I do? He's just a dog without parents. Oh right, I heard he likes the Xiaoshuai next door. I'm going to marry Aolai off to the Xiaoshuai."
Ji Wangyun stared at the third brother in shock, "How could you be so heartless! Tell me, what exactly do you want?!"
Ji Wangyan said calmly, "Just help me wear down my little brother's strength." That way, when it's his turn, his brother will punch him less.
Ji Wangyun gritted his teeth. "Fine."
Ji Wangyun looked up and saw his underling on the octagonal platform. The underling was smiling at him, but the smile was sinister, like a ghost seeking death.
He turned his head again and saw that Chu Yanzhang was still the same as before, his eyes shining as he looked at his little brother with admiration.
He thought to himself, "This Chu Yanzhang is hopeless; he's hopelessly in love."
Xie Zhuzhou: "Second brother, should I pull you up?"
Ji Wangyun took a deep breath and forced a smile. "No need, little brother, I'll come up right away." He knew in his heart that this battle was inevitable. Rather than being dragged up by his little brother, he might as well take the initiative and save face.
On the octagonal platform, the atmosphere became tense once again. Ji Wangyun assumed a Sanda (Chinese kickboxing) starting stance, his eyes fixed on Xie Zhuzhou. He knew that underestimating his exceptionally talented younger brother could lead to a crushing defeat.
Xie Zhuzhou remained relaxed and at ease. He bowed slightly, performing a graceful greeting. "Second Brother, please enlighten me."
Just when the audience thought it was going to be a spectacular showdown, Ji Wangyun pulled out a small white flag that he had prepared at some point from his pocket and raised it high with a resounding clang.
"Little brother, I admit defeat! I can't beat my older brother, so naturally I can't beat you either. Basically, I've lost."
Xie Zhuzhou: "..."
Ji Wangyan: "..."
Ji Wangyun stepped down from the stage so gracefully.
Xie Zhuzhou didn't expect his second brother to slide to his knees so suddenly. He wanted to take the opportunity to punch his second brother a couple more times, but his second brother cleverly dodged the punches.
Ji Wangyan took a deep breath below, feeling annoyed at the sight of Ji Wangyun's grinning face.
Within the Ji Family, only Ji Wangyun is capable of being both flexible and assertive; Ji Wangyan is too proud to lower herself to that level.
Seeing the eager look in his younger brother's eyes, as if he wanted to hit his older brother, Ji Wangyan a little desperate.
"Third Brother, it's your turn."