Chapter 7: No Need at All!

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A ten-meter giant!

Like a small mountain, he stands at the entrance of the Martial Arts Arena.

His body is broad and muscular, with thick limbs. The veins on his muscles stand out like vines.

Bare-chested, a Heart Protection Mirror hangs diagonally from his shoulder, and he holds a crude iron hammer in each hand, with barbs on the handles.

Chen Yi looks up, his small hand shielding his eyes from the sun, sizing up the giant.

He quickly realizes that the giant's head is not human-like, but rather that of an ape—with a hairy face, fangs, and eyes as large as brass bells but lifeless.

Dead?

Chen Yi murmurs, "A dead demon... Glory Medal?"

"Correct, this is indeed the corpse of a dead demon."

At that moment, a voice comes through, and Chen Yi feels himself being lifted.

Turning his head, he smiles: "Uncle."

The man is Duke Wuan's younger brother Chen Taixing, an unkept middle-aged man.

Like now, Chen Taixing is dressed in blue attire, his long hair tied back carelessly, his dark face with a beard, yet his smile is very friendly.

"Xiao Yier, you remember your uncle?"

"I do, Great-Grandma often talks about you."

"What does Grandma say about me?"

Chen Yi recalls the Old Lady's "mentions" of Chen Taixing, calling him a lazy good-for-nothing, and decides it's better not to tell.

His eyes flicker, pointing at the demon whose toe is bigger than his whole body he asks, "Uncle, how did this demon end up here?"

Chen Taixing speaks casually, "Martial Arts value courage; it's here to serve as a bravery training ground for the Chen Family's younger generation."

Chen Yi takes another look, his little face struggling to speak.

Chen Taixing senses something is off, thinks of something, his expression changes slightly as he asks, "Xiao Yier, are you afraid?"

He almost forgets.

According to the family rules, children entering the Martial Arts Arena for the first time should be accompanied by someone to protect them from the demons' imposing presence.

And his nephew not only came alone to the Martial Arts Arena but also saw this demon's carcass...

"Not afraid," after a moment's hesitation, Chen Yi asks, "Uncle, would anyone be afraid of a dead demon?"

He is uncertain if there is a problem with his response.

Or perhaps, does this demon's corpse possess some sort of special use that he has yet to find out?

"Of course not, who would be afraid of a dead demon, ha, hahaha..."

Chen Taixing is now sure that his little nephew is truly fearless.

He remembers the first time he himself came to the Martial Arts Arena; even he had gone weak at the knees at the sight of this Demon King level demon carcass.

And yet, his father had praised him for his bravery.

What kind of commendation should be given to Chen Yi, who showed no fear of the demon's carcass?

Natural courage for martial arts?

A Martial Arts genius?

Chen Taixing decides to tell his older brother about this, and says with a smile, "Since you're here at the Martial Arts Arena, I'll take you around."

Chen Yi reflexively shows respect, "Thank you, Uncle."

After reacting, he can't help but smirk to himself.

It seems that the lessons from his teachers over the past year have been very effective.

If he wasn't being carried by Chen Taixing, he would even follow the etiquette taught during the rites of respect to elders.

"Your mother also taught you etiquette?"

"Yes, not only etiquette, but also reading and writing, astronomy and geography, and more."

"So much..."

The two figures, one big and one small, walk past the demon's body, wandering around inside the Martial Arts Arena.

The entire Martial Arts Arena is enormous, occupying almost half of the central courtyard.

Apart from being a training ground for the Chen Family's younger generation to practice Martial Arts, there's also a book collection pavilion and Treasure Tower at the very back.

The book collection pavilion mainly houses various Secret Technique Books, predecessors' summaries, and collections from various schools.

The Treasure Tower contains weapons, armor, and the likes, all collected by the Chen Family over generations.

Simultaneously, Chen Yi solves a mystery—why the demon is not visible from outside the Martial Arts Arena.

It turns out the entire Martial Arts Arena is isolated by a Taoist Formation, with neither the sounds nor sights within being transmitted outside.

The benefits are numerous.

In Chen Taixing's original words, this not only prevents outsiders from being frightened by the demons but also prevents others from stealthily learning the Chen Family's Martial Arts.

After a round, Chen Yi follows Chen Taixing back to the training field.

There are now over a hundred Chen Family youngsters, mostly from collateral branches, and a few descendants of family servants.

The youngest ones seem to be only three or four years old.

"Ha!"

"Humph, ha!"

At this time, each individual occupies an area, practicing martial techniques.

Some practice Fist Techniques, and others juggle knives and swords.

Chen Yi first watches those practicing Swordsmanship, and in just a few seconds, he turns his head to look at others.

Chen Taixing, standing beside him, keeps an eye on Chen Yi's expressions.

He initially thought his nephew, having snatched the Jade Sword at the Grabbing Ceremony, would be interested in those practicing Swordsmanship, but surprisingly, he shows no reaction.

After a few seconds of thought, Chen Taixing asks, "Xiao Yier, what do you think of your brothers?"

Chen Yi gives him a look, nods smilingly, "They're all very impressive."

Not to mention anything else, evaluating those more than ten Chen Family youngsters practicing Swordsmanship is quite challenging for him.

If he must say, only eight words come to mind—"Too many mistakes, unbearable to watch!"

With Chen Yi's entry-level Sword Dao vision, their footwork and Swordsmanship are full of flaws.

He wonders if it's because the Sword Dao taught by the Chen Family is flawed or if those people have low talent and learned poorly.

In any case, these people in the Martial Arts Arena are a disappointment to him.

Chen Taixing ruffles his head, "Don't worry, once you complete Foundation Establishment, you can be as powerful as they are."

Chen Yi: "..."

Absolutely unnecessary!

If he were to be like these people, his future trajectory would likely be as dismal as described on the slate... terrible!

Before long, Chen Yi bids farewell to Chen Taixing and leaves the Martial Arts Arena.

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