Super Cultivation System of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 11: Children Wrestling
As the saying goes, the voice has arrived before the person arrives. If Zhu Ye really starts shouting, his voice will be quite loud.

After a while, several people came out from the mountain road. The leader was Zhu Ye, and the four young men were still following behind him.

Perhaps to celebrate his big victory over Zhang Yong in advance, Zhu Ye wore a dark blue brocade robe today. He walked with a swagger, his hands dangling and his chin held high.

He saw that Liu He and Zhang Yong were indeed waiting on the back mountain, so he quickly walked over.

"Haha, how about it, Ergou, have you thought about how you will admit defeat to me later? Eh? Why do you seem to have become stronger? Forget it, I, Young Master Zhu, am the most generous. As long as you can admit defeat sincerely, I can reward you with a few more kilograms of rice."

Zhang Yong waved his fist and shouted, "Humph, I will never lose!"

Zhu Ye laughed loudly, "Hahaha, you idiot, where on earth do you get all that confidence from? You actually think you can beat me! I have been practicing martial arts since I was young, and I am proficient in all eighteen kinds of weapons. Several martial arts masters have praised me as a peerless martial arts prodigy. It is not long before I surpass the Overlord of Chu. How difficult is it to defeat a guy like you?"

His words had no effect on Zhang Yong at all.

"I don't know about those, but my master said I can win, so I will definitely win!"

Zhu Ye said with disdain: "Tsk, he is just comforting you. In the past few years, when have you ever defeated me? Even if you are full now, you still can't beat me."

"You're talking nonsense. The young master would never be wrong, and he would never lie to me. I will definitely win today!"

Zhang Yong's face turned red, he clenched his fists, and his words were loud and powerful.

"well said!"

Liu He clapped his hands, walked to Zhang Yong, patted him on the shoulder, and then looked at Zhu Ye.

"Master Zhu, let me tell you the truth. Ten days ago, my brother might not have been your opponent. However, in the past ten days, he has practiced day and night with me, and he has caught up with Master Zhu's years of hard work."

Zhu Ye's eyes suddenly widened: "You...you, what nonsense are you talking about? This young master is gifted and has practiced martial arts for many years. This kid wants to surpass me in just ten days? If that's the case, this young master will immediately worship you as his master!"

Liu He's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Zhu Ye wiped his nose and said: "As a man, your words must be kept. Anyone who goes back on his word is a puppy."

Liu He's mouth suddenly raised a trace of a successful smile. To deal with such naughty kids, it only takes a few simple tricks, and it really works.

What Zhu Ye wanted was powerful military force, while what Liu He wanted was points, so Liu He had long been thinking about subduing him. What he said several times before were just foreshadowing for today.

Liu He turned his head and looked at Zhang Yong, making a gesture.

"Don't worry, sir. Ergou will never embarrass you."

Zhang Yong strode with his head held high, taking two steps at a time, and came in front of Zhu Ye.

Liu He came between the two of them.

"Since Master Zhu said so, let's decide on the rules of the game. Let's be straightforward and clean. Let's have a wrestling match. Whoever of you throws the other to the ground first will win. The winner will be decided in one round."

"Haha, stop talking nonsense, let's do it now!"

Zhu Ye roared and grabbed Zhang Yong's shoulder. Zhang Yong was not to be outdone and held on to his shoulder tightly. The two teenagers soon became entangled with each other.

Zhu Ye was full of confidence. He was sure that in a short while, he could easily knock this idiot to the ground, and knock him hard to the ground, so that he could vent his anger.

However, after the fight, he soon realized that he seemed to have underestimated Zhang Yong. This guy's strength was not less than his own, and even seemed to be a little stronger than his own. No matter how hard he tried to trip and push, he could only make Zhang Yong's body move slightly. It seemed that it was still very difficult to knock him down, which made him unacceptable. As for Zhang Yong, he knew that this fight was not only related to his dignity, but also to Liu He's face, so he used all his strength.

"Master Zhu will win! Master Zhu is invincible!" The four young men were cheering for their master enthusiastically.

However, Liu He knew that there was almost no suspense in this game.

He chose wrestling because in addition to hand strength, waist and lower body strength are also important. In the past two and a half months, he has been training Zhang Yong, and horse stance is one of the main exercises, which definitely gives him an advantage in wrestling competitions.

With such careful arrangements, if Zhang Yong, who is stronger than Zhu Ye, still loses, it would be really weird.

As expected, not long after, Zhu Ye began to look a little overwhelmed and was lifted off the ground by Zhang Yong several times, while Zhang Yong's feet have never left the ground so far.

Zhu Ye began to panic. His previously strong self-confidence was suddenly shaken.

"Is it true that my years of hard training are not as good as this wild boy's months of training? Impossible, I will not lose!"

Zhu Ye gritted his teeth, exerted all his strength, hugged Zhang Yong's waist, and then rushed forward, trying to knock Zhang Yong down.

However, Zhang Yong was not someone to be bullied. After being knocked back several steps, he pushed his right leg back hard to resist the impact, and then hugged Zhu Ye tightly.

"Humph……"

Zhang Yong growled and used all his strength to lift Zhu Ye's entire body up, then slammed him heavily to the ground.

Although Zhu Ye managed to stabilize his body and land his feet on the ground at the critical moment, the impact was so strong that he felt a sharp pain and numbness in the soles of his feet, and his arms around Zhang Yong loosened unconsciously.

Zhang Yong took the opportunity to break free, hooked Zhu Ye's foot which was not yet stable with his foot, and pushed him with his hand.

Zhu Ye could no longer withstand these two pushes and fell directly to the ground.

"Mr. Zhu, Wu..." The four young men were shouting happily, but they were stunned when they saw this scene.

Zhu Ye must have fallen pretty hard, but he seemed to have completely forgotten the pain in his butt and just sat on the ground.

Zhang Yong was extremely excited and ran back to Liu He, shouting, "Master, I won! I didn't embarrass you, Master. Did you see that? I won! I won the Master of the Zhu Family!"

Zhang Yong had been bullied for ten years until he was ten years old. Not only did he suffer, but his family and parents also suffered humiliation. For a man, this was such a painful thing, even if he was just a ten-year-old boy!

But now, he had defeated Zhu Ye, and he finally got some pride and was able to hold his head up high. This feeling made him feel extremely happy, as if he had been reborn!
Liu He was also very happy that all his effort was not in vain.

"Okay, are you done being proud? Haha, if you are done being proud, come back with me and continue practicing. The more you practice, the stronger your martial arts will become. You can't become complacent just because of this victory."

Zhang Yong nodded vigorously, the blush on his face caused by excitement had not yet faded.

"I'll ask my dad to hunt a wild rabbit, and we'll celebrate today!"

Zhang Yong said, unable to hide his excitement.

Liu He took Zhang Yong and prepared to leave first. At least he wanted to report safety to both sets of parents, especially the two elders of Zhang family. If he didn't tell them the result, they would probably worry all day.

Liu He glanced at Zhu Ye who was standing there in a daze, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, but soon returned to normal, then he turned around and left with Zhang Yong.

(End of this chapter)