Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

Ye Jingge stopped and stood still, panting heavily, sweat dripping down his chin from his forehead.

He slowly clenched his fist, his five fingers tightening, and his knuckles cracked with a series of crisp sounds, the force much greater than before.

He walked a few steps to the full-length mirror on the wall and stared at himself in the mirror.

His shoulders and back were noticeably thicker, his back was straighter, and his eyes revealed a sharpness he had never shown before. His whole demeanor was completely refreshed.

I feel good about myself.

He punched twice in front of the mirror, the wind whistling, his face beaming with undisguised joy.

One hour.

Just one hour.

In the past, even with regular military training, it might have taken several years to achieve such significant progress.

The initial thrill hadn't worn off, and my hands were already itching to get back to work.

Ye Jingge cracked his wrists as he looked around the room.

Chen Mo?

Even if he had ten times the courage, he wouldn't dare to go up and get abused.

Lu Xingyao?

I'm not familiar with them, so I'm hesitant to do anything.

After sweeping around, the light finally landed on his younger sister, Ye Yunshu.

He rubbed his hands together and leaned closer, his tone full of eagerness.

"Yun Shu, come here and spar with your second brother. Let me see how much you've improved in your training."

Ye Yunshu raised her eyes, neither agreeing nor refusing, and first turned to look at Chen Mo, meaning that she would leave everything to his arrangements.

Chen Mo leaned against the wall and nodded slightly.

"Your second brother just broke through to the first level of Body Refinement, so go easy on him."

Upon hearing this, Ye Jingge scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

He was already a little regretful, but he couldn't easily change his mind once he had said it, or he would leave a bad impression on Chen Mo. So he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go on.

Having received permission, the two walked to the center of the area and stood there.

Ye Jingge adopted the starting stance of the "Iron Wire Fist" he had just learned, sinking his waist and bracing his stance, striking a very impressive pose.

He was still making plans in his mind. After all, he came from the military and had been training for many years. Now that he had just broken through, he should be able to exchange a dozen or so moves with his sister, right?

"I am coming!"

He let out a low shout, pushed off with his feet and shot forward, carrying the power of his recent breakthrough, and threw a punch straight at Ye Yunshu's shoulder, the wind from the punch making a sound.

He believed that his punch was fast and ruthless, without holding back at all.

As a result, Ye Yunshu stood still without moving.

Just as the force of the punch was about to reach his face, she gently shifted her body to the side, her right hand naturally grasping his wrist, her fingertips applying slight pressure, and gently pulling him along with the force of his charge.

Ye Jingge felt a sudden, subtle force on his wrist, causing him to lose his balance and fall forward involuntarily, as if floating on clouds, before crashing heavily onto the soft mat with a loud thud.

one move.

Just one move.

They didn't even have a chance to fight back.

Ye Yunshu withdrew her hand, looked down at her second brother on the ground, and spoke in a light tone with a hint of teasing.

"Second brother, your Iron Wire Fist technique probably can't even kill a mosquito."

Ye Jingge lay on the ground, stunned for two seconds, then sat up with a "whoosh".

He rubbed his aching back, but instead of being angry or disappointed, his eyes shone brightly, as if he had discovered a priceless treasure.

He had served in the special forces for a period of time and was a top fighter who had won a prize in the army-wide competition. Ordinary three or five strong men couldn't even get close to him.

Now, he can't even withstand a single move from his own sister?

But he wasn't frustrated at all; on the contrary, his blood was practically boiling.

Ye Yunshu is a frail woman; how long has she been cultivating?

A little over a month at most?

Is it really that strong?

How terrifying must these martial arts techniques be?

He jumped up, not even bothering to brush the dust off his clothes, and turned to look at Chen Mo, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Mr. Chen! This technique... if this technique were used in the military, on the battlefield..."

He couldn't continue speaking; just thinking about it made him feel numb all over.

Chen Mo looked at him and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Practice hard, don't be satisfied with just this."

"We'll see how you perform in the future, and we can gradually increase your privileges. Above the Yellow Rank, there are the Profound Rank, the Earth Rank, and even the Heaven Rank. As long as you handle things effectively, none of that will be a problem."

Ye Jingge's heart pounded wildly, and he stood ramrod straight, responding loudly.

"Yes! I promise I won't let Mr. Chen down!"

After being excited for a while, he gradually calmed down and started having other ideas.

Since Chen Mo is willing to teach him cultivation, can he teach the other members of the Ye family to cultivate?

He hesitated for a few seconds, rubbed his hands together, and looked at Chen Mo cautiously, his tone ten times more careful than before.

"Brother Mo, I...I have a request, but I don't know if it's appropriate."

"Speak."

"It's just... these two basic techniques, could... could the Ye family members also practice them?"

He spoke slowly, afraid of upsetting Chen Mo.

"Don't worry, we will absolutely not tell anyone! We will only pass it on to my eldest uncle, my father, my third aunt, Yunshu's parents, and my eldest brother."

After saying that, he stared nervously at Chen Mo, barely daring to breathe.

Techniques like these are closely guarded secrets.

Moreover, there are techniques that can cultivate internal strength.

His question was actually a bit too much, but as a member of the Ye family, he should ask on behalf of his family and try to make an effort.

Chen Mo sat in the chair and did not immediately agree. Lu Xingyao also sat down beside him, feeding him fruit bite by bite from a plate.

Ye Yunshu also looked at Chen Mo. She also wanted to fight for the Ye family, but now that she was Chen Mo's woman, she had to consider things from Chen Mo's perspective and prioritize Chen Mo's interests.

Because she knew that Chen Mo was far more mysterious than what she saw or knew on the surface, she never brought it up. As long as Chen Mo didn't say anything, she wouldn't ask.

Now that Ye Jingge has brought it up, she is somewhat uneasy, but out of selfishness, she hopes that Chen Mo can enable the Ye family to cultivate.

Chen Mo ate his fruit in silence for a few seconds, then lightly tapped the wall with his fingertips.

The Ye family is now his pawn; they'll have a lot to do for him in the future.

Whether in the imperial court, in local areas, or on the border, people from the Ye family are always needed to run errands.

The more the Ye family's strength increases, the better they can get things done, and the more they will rely on him.

The better the chess piece, the easier it is to use.

The stronger the Ye family becomes, the more beneficial it will be for him, and the less harmful it will be.

A few seconds later, he looked up and spoke calmly.

"Can."

Just those two words made Ye Jingge feel a huge weight lifted from his heart, and he felt much lighter all over.

He was so excited that his face turned red, and he gave Chen Mo a standard military salute, his voice so loud that it echoed in the training room.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen! Our Ye family guarantees we will not cause you any trouble!"

Ye Yunshu also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Mo waved his hand and said no more.

He turned around, pushed open the door to the practice room, and went upstairs.

"You can practice slowly."

Seeing this, Lu Xingyao quickly jogged after him.

In the training room, Ye Yunshu bent down and reached out to pull Ye Jingge, who was still standing there dumbfounded.

"Second brother, you have done a great service to the Ye family this time. When we get back, your uncle and father will definitely praise you."

"It was Mr. Chen who took care of our Ye family."

Ye Jingge chuckled twice, rubbed his hands together, and turned to look at the big screen.

In the video, Chen Mo is still practicing each move, his movements steady and powerful.

He took a deep breath, stood still, and assumed the starting stance.