The Last Sentinel

"Just one-third of the [Martial Arts Heavenly Book] has already brought down six experts."

"Of the nine contestants in the three-army competition, only three are still standing."

Of the three people standing, only two were conscious; the other was completely incoherent.

"I now understand that Ye Feng wasn't hiding anything. He really wanted to reveal the entire [Martial Arts Heavenly Book] directly, but the result would be qi deviation. He had no choice but to give away one-third first."

Standing outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window, Section Chief Chen's eyes no longer held the surprise he had before, but only fear and apprehension—a deep fear of the future of martial arts and lingering apprehension about Ye Feng's trump card.

This young man, who looks to be in his early twenties, clearly knows no martial arts and has very ordinary physical stats, yet he possesses a complete and mature martial arts manual. He can answer every question about the starting point and the clarity of every level, as if he has practiced them all countless times, both forwards and backwards.

Combination attacks, ultimate moves, mutual destruction moves, super-frame output state...

"How is it?"

The advisor, hands behind his back, sized up Section Chief Chen, who was already drenched in sweat. "Young Chen, are you still questioning whether my grand-disciple is holding back? The nine martial arts grandmasters you found are arguably the strongest martial arts talents the army can currently offer. Yet even so, they can't even handle a third of the content. That's the difference!"

Section Chief Chen smiled obsequiously, "What the old man said is absolutely right. I was just being petty and judging him by my own standards! If possible, I would like to submit an application to the higher authorities to invite Ye Feng to join the army..."

The clerk interrupted Section Chief Chen, "You're too late. He has other places to go."

Section Chief Chen asked, "Another place? What place could be more suitable for him than the army?"

The advisor just shook his head. "The unit he's going to is not something someone of your level is qualified to know. If you insist on submitting the application, I believe the higher-ups will reject your order soon. You can give it a try."

Section Chief Chen never doubted the old man's words. He held a very high position in academia; otherwise, he wouldn't have been provided with security personnel.

However, the work on martial arts is now difficult to carry out. Without Ye Feng's on-site command, the work can only rely on two sane martial arts grand slam champions. But these two are second-hand, and their effectiveness is nowhere near as good as the direct instruction from a first-class master like Ye Feng!

Just then, behind the transparent glass curtain wall, the inheritance process had reached its final stage.

Ye Feng was covered in sweat as he looked at the only two Grand Slam champions still standing.

One of these two people was Duan Xiaolong, who was at the very beginning, and the other was none other than Song Hongen, the all-around champion who competed with Duan Xiaolong at the same time.

"It's over." Ye Feng opened his arms. "Congratulations to the two of you for completing one-third of the [Martial Arts Heavenly Book] inheritance. If nothing unexpected happens, with your aptitude, you will be able to complete one-third of the content in the next three to five years. At that time, I will give you the remaining two-thirds of the content."

Duan Xiaolong said, "Coach, I have a few questions to ask."

Ye Feng raised his hand. "Please."

Duan Xiaolong said, "Your martial arts skills are clearly so high, why don't you practice them yourself?"

Ye Feng said, "It's very simple. I'm not suited for martial arts. My body is not strong enough to support my training. Martial arts is like scientific research. There are ordinary physiques and superhuman physiques. Some people are naturally strong, just like the two of you. I can't do it."

Song Hongen asked, "Coach, this technique allows you to dive to a depth of 3,000 meters in the ocean without any auxiliary equipment, and even briefly stay in outer space! What about the next two-thirds? Does it allow us to travel directly into space, or even go to the deep sea trenches shirtless and fight whales?"

Ye Feng said, "The future of martial artists should be the stars and the sea. If there's nothing else, let's call it a day! I have other things to take care of."

"Okay, that's the end!"

"Mr. Ye, how about I go with you to do something?"

Ye Feng waved his hand and said, "No, I can go by myself."

"Alright then! Let's go out together!"

The three chatted and laughed amiably, but each harbored their own calculations.

Although Duan Xiaolong saved Ye Feng, he revealed the secret of the martial arts without Ye Feng's consent.

Although Ye Feng outwardly said he didn't care and it didn't matter, he had already judged Duan Xiaolong as a traitor in his heart.

Betrayal is something you should never do again, once you've done it.

On the surface, Song Hongen is all smiles, but in reality, he is a wolf in sheep's clothing. He provided the helicopter only to try to uncover the secret of martial arts. Later, he found that he couldn't handle Duan Xiaolong, so he asked Section Chief Chen to put pressure on Duan Xiaolong. Old Song was the mastermind behind it all.

Whether it's Duan Xiaolong or Song Hongen, they are both just passersby in Ye Feng's life, and everyone tacitly uses each other.

If you really want to build a relationship and become friends, you have to go to those big shots in chat groups from other worlds. They genuinely don't care about your interests; they just want you to do a few things within their capabilities.

The three of them went outside, and Section Chief Chen greeted them with a smile, "Mr. Ye, thank you for your hard work."

Ye Feng said, "It's alright, nothing's wrong. I'll head out now."

Section Chief Chen said, "Shall I have Xiaolong give you a ride?"

"No need," the advisor said with a smile. "My apprentice's driver will suffice! Xiao Long and Lao Song have benefited greatly from this trip. They can go and review their skills and promote martial arts."

Section Chief Chen said, "Okay, let's keep in touch. Goodbye!"

Master Ye watched the group of soldiers depart and said, "Don't give away benefits to others so easily in the future! Look at you, you could have exchanged your martial arts skills for a large amount of resources, but now you've taught them for free, and you still have to be responsible for after-sales service. They don't even appreciate it and always think you're holding back! Don't you think you've lost out?"

Ye Feng said awkwardly, "I have little social experience, and the advisor is right."

Dean Zhang said, "Alright, mentor, this can't be blamed on Ye Feng. In that situation, with nearly three hundred people surrounding them, if they hadn't given him something real, Ye Feng and Xiao Long would probably have died! Consider this martial arts skill as repayment for Xiao Long saving his life!"

The advisor kicked Dean Zhang, "Which side are you on?! When we talk among ourselves, we don't talk about logic, we talk about positions and allegiances! Whose side are you on?"

Dean Zhang said helplessly, "I... I was just stating the facts!"

The advisor said, "Fair words are spoken publicly. The three of us are speaking privately, as we're family. We should speak our minds. Have you been in leadership for too long and can't distinguish between public and private matters anymore?"

Dean Zhang quickly changed the subject, "Didn't Xiao Ye need to find someone? Come on, I'll arrange for the security captain to drive you, and you can take as many people as you can!"

"Okay!" Ye Feng said. "By the way, how are Uncle Xu and Mother's illnesses now?"

Dean Zhang said, "This can't be cured in a day or two. I'm afraid it will take at least half a month before he wakes up."

The advisor said, "You don't need to worry about that. I've seen their illnesses. They're not particularly difficult to treat. Most of them are just overworked and will wake up in a month or two at most. After you go to see the people, we'll go do our work. You can catch up when you come back."

Dean Zhang asked curiously, "Professor, where did you go after you finished looking for that person?"

The advisor rolled his eyes. "I'll let you know when the time comes!"

Dean Zhang said, "You absolutely must let me know! I feel like you two are giving me the silent treatment! If this continues, I'll feel like an outsider!"