Chapter 1538
The Best Way to Consume Stamina
After returning home.
Yang Jun prepared to test his physical strength, wanting to see just how powerful he would become after successfully overcoming the tribulation.
Since the house was only recently built, many supporting facilities had not yet been installed. The steel stake from the original Jiuyuan house in Sijiucheng could not be brought over, so he had someone find a wooden stake about the thickness of a thigh to replace it.
"Uncle-Master, we can begin." Luo Xiaojun.
Looking at the newly planted wooden stake, about the thickness of a thigh, Yang Jun held his breath and walked up to it.
To protect the body, the entire wooden stake was wrapped with hemp rope about the thickness of a thumb, which not only increased the sturdiness of the stake but also protected the body from injury.
A group of people stood to the side, including Luo Xiaojun, Shazhu, Yang Anguo, Yang Anbang, Sun Zhaocai, Ma Juzi, and others, all looking at Yang Jun with solemn expressions. They hadn't seen Yang Jun kick the stake for many years; they remembered the last time was at least twenty years ago.
Actually, kicking the stake isn't anything special, especially for martial artists like them. But Yang Jun's stake kicking is different, especially today's kicking, which is different from the past. Everyone understands that today's stake kicking is mainly to see if he can break this thigh-thick wooden stake.
At this time, more and more people gathered around, and even Yi Qiushui and the others who had heard the news in the backyard came.
"Can your father achieve enlightenment?" Yi Qiushui asked her son beside her in a low voice with a worried expression.
Yang Chengdao crossed his arms and said with a solemn expression, "I may not be able to, but I believe that Dad can."
"Mom, you are the person who understands Dad better than I do. You know better than I do whether Dad can do it."
“I know your father, but the one I saw last time was much smaller than this wooden stake…”
“Now there’s no problem at all,” Yang Chengdao replied decisively.
He has admired his father since he was a child. In his heart, his father is an omnipotent person. Over the years, he has always regarded his father as his idol and learned from his father in everything. He has great confidence in his father's martial arts skills, so he is very sure that Yang Jun can do it.
"Sister Qiushui, don't worry, I also believe that Lao Yang can do it."
Huang Yani had somehow appeared behind her.
Yi Qiushui pursed her lips and nodded without saying a word, looking at the scene with a worried expression.
The others all wore the same expression, their eyes fixed on Yang Jun without blinking.
At this moment, the courtyard was completely silent, with only the tense breathing of the crowd audible.
"what!"
Someone let out a scream, followed by a piercing "bang," and the arena fell silent again.
When everyone looked back at the wooden stake in the field, they saw that it had already broken in two. Due to the rope tangling around it, the other half was now hanging precariously on the stake.
"it is good."
Someone shouted "Bravo!" and then a deafening roar of applause erupted in the courtyard, with everyone clapping and shouting incessantly.
"Brother, well done! You're as impressive as ever!" Yang Anguo exclaimed, his face flushed.
He was also a martial artist, and he knew what a terrifying thing it was to kick a wooden stake in half. Ordinary martial artists would never be able to kick a wooden stake in half, let alone move it even an inch. Yet Yang Jun actually managed to kick a wooden stake in half, which was simply unbelievable.
He couldn't imagine what it would look like if Yang Jun kicked someone, but he knew it would definitely result in death or serious injury.
"Godfather, you are simply my idol."
Sha Zhu shouted and yelled, rolling up his sleeves and kicking the wooden stake. Although his kicks were powerful, they couldn't reach the height that Yang Jun could.
"Haha, you silly Zhu, don't embarrass yourself. You're nowhere near as good as your godfather," Ma Juzi teased.
Everyone laughed along.
"If you can do it, then you do it. Are you sure you can?" Sha Zhu retorted unhappily.
Although he wasn't as formidable as his godfather, he would never allow anyone to ridicule him. He was the strongest fighter besides Yang Jun, and had never met an opponent in all these years.
"I can't do it, so I won't embarrass myself," Makoko said with a laugh, waving her hands repeatedly.
"Tch!" Sha Zhu rolled his eyes at him.
"Brother, is your leg alright?"
Yang Anbang squatted down, rolled up Yang Jun's trouser leg, and checked if his leg was injured.
Seeing this, everyone gathered around, wanting to see if Yang Jun's leg was injured after kicking down such a thick wooden stake.
Yang Jun had fair skin and firm leg muscles. Apart from a few red marks, there were no visible injuries.
"Wow, this is incredible."
When they saw that Yang Jun's leg was not injured at all, but instead looked perfectly fine, everyone gasped in surprise again.
Everyone thought that kicking down such a thick wooden stake would inevitably result in injury, at the very least causing muscle swelling and redness. However, the reality surprised them, and they found it incredibly unbelievable.
"Brother, tell me the truth, are you a pervert?" Yang Anguo joked.
"Get lost."
Yang Jun glared at him irritably, then pulled down his trouser leg.
He glanced back at everyone and said, "Alright, everyone stop crowding around and go home for dinner."
After saying that, he walked straight to the backyard.
Upon hearing this, the crowd did not rush to leave, but instead gathered around the broken wooden stake and began a heated discussion.
Yi Qiushui, Li Jingqiu, and a group of women followed closely behind Yang Jun.
"You guys eat first, don't wait for me, I'm going to take a shower first."
The weather in your province is extremely hot. Even early in the morning it's unbearably hot, let alone after running eight kilometers. You feel sticky all over.
“Oh, Jingqiu stays,” Yang Jun added.
Upon hearing this, all the women rolled their eyes at him.
Everyone understood why Yang Jun kept Li Jingqiu with him. Ever since he successfully overcame his tribulation, his body had become like a tireless machine, especially his sexual desires.
Seeing the teasing looks from the crowd, even Li Jingqiu, who was middle-aged, blushed with embarrassment.
"I...I'll go find some clothes for Lao Yang."
After saying that, he ran away in a hurry.
Afterwards, Yang Jun went to Li Jingqiu's courtyard.
It took him about an hour to take a shower. By the time he and Li Jingqiu went to the restaurant, everyone had already finished eating. The cook served them breakfast again, and then they started eating.
Just as I picked up the steamed bun, Wang Erwa's voice rang out from the doorway.
"You son of a bitch, Old Yang, you're getting more and more of a pervert. I heard you're a..."
Wang Erwa came in cursing and was about to continue his tirade when he saw Li Jingqiu sitting there. He quickly put on a smile and started to apologize.
"Oh, your sister-in-law is here too."
Seeing this, Li Jingqiu quickly stood up and said with a smile, "Brother Wang, you've come at the right time. Hurry up and have dinner with Old Yang."
After saying that, she took her own bowl and chopsticks and went to the kitchen, leaving the two of them alone.
"Thanks, sister-in-law."
Wang Erwa sat down opposite Yang Jun with an air of nonchalance, and then asked someone to bring him a new set of bowls and chopsticks.
"Oh, right, also make some cold peanut salad, spiced beef, and a bottle of Wuliangye liquor."
Upon hearing this, Yang Jun rolled his eyes at him.
"Drinking so early in the morning, do you have a death wish?"
"Hehe, Old Yang, you don't understand, do you? Drinking first thing in the morning, the longer you drink, the longer you'll last." "Nonsense." Yang Jun glared at the old man.
"Hehe, who cares if it's illogical or not? As long as you're happy, you can drink whenever you want."
After Wang Erwa finished speaking, he took off his shoes and squatted down on the chair as usual.
Yang Jun was unimpressed by this; he had long been used to it over the years.
"I heard you kicked another wooden stake in half today? Still as imposing as ever." Wang Erwa said, then downed a mouthful of wine.
After downing a glass of wine, I felt instantly refreshed, like I'd taken opium, and couldn't be more energetic.
"Hehe, calm down, calm down, it's just basic stuff."
Yang Jun took the bottle and poured himself a glass.
He never drinks in the morning, but today was different. The tests he took this morning confirmed that his body was stronger than before, and he was genuinely happy. Who in this world doesn't want to have a strong body?
So he wanted to celebrate with a drink.
"Look at you, you old codger, you get all cocky after just a few compliments." Wang Erwa rolled his eyes at him.
Yang Jun didn't speak, but just smiled faintly, then took a small sip of wine, his smug smile growing even wider.
"Hey, I can't deny that you're getting younger and younger."
"What seventy-year-old man wants a twenty-year-old boy?"
"Old Yang, tell me secretly, is there any secret to longevity?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Jun smiled and said, "Want to know?"
Seeing Yang Jun's lips curl into a smile, Wang Erwa instinctively waved his hand.
"I don't want to know, please don't tell me."
"I knew you'd say that..."
After saying that, he glanced at Li Jingqiu, who was eating in the kitchen, and then gave her a smug look.
"Heh, I told you, but you still don't believe me. What can I do?"
Yang Jun spread his hands and said, "To be honest, I just exercised a bit. That's the secret to longevity I was talking about."
"Get lost, you son of a bitch, you're just a liar. How old am I? You're still joking about this." Wang Erwa said.
"Heh, no means no, it has nothing to do with age." Yang Jun gave him a disdainful look, and Wang Erwa was so angry that he stomped his nose and puffed out his beard.
Then, the two clinked glasses in tacit agreement.
"Let's get down to business."
After putting down his wine glass, Wang Erwa's usual playful expression changed, and he became serious.
"Old Mu doesn't have much time left."
Yang Jun was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then asked in shock, "Old Mu? Which Old Mu?"
Wang Erwa rolled his eyes at him after hearing this.
"Do you know another Lao Mu?"
Yang Jun actually knew which Old Mu it was, but he just didn't want to admit it.
At his age, what he fears most is hearing similar news, especially news about people around him. Every time he hears such news, he feels upset for a long time.
"What happened to Lao Mu? Why did he suddenly become unwell?"
"I remember him being very healthy, as strong as an ox."
Mu Sheng and he were comrades-in-arms for many years. They enlisted in the same year and were the only two soldiers in the military region to be awarded the title of "King of Soldiers". Their relationship was very close. After they were demobilized, they lived in the same city and met up every now and then.
He was deeply shaken when he suddenly heard the news that Lao Mu was dying.
“Old Mu was about your age, seventy years old, the age to be buried in the yellow earth, what’s the big deal?” Wang Erwa said, then sighed and said, “However, Old Mu died a pathetic death, he had AIDS, and he lost all face when word got out.”
Yang Jun sighed upon hearing this.
However, it seems reasonable that Mu Sheng got this disease, there's nothing to be surprised about. He's surrounded by women every day, it would be strange if he didn't get it. However, this disease has a long incubation period, so he probably got it more than ten years ago.
"Hey!"
They both sighed at the same time, and without prior arrangement, picked up their glasses and drank them down in one gulp.
When are you going back?
After a long pause, Yang Jun finally spoke up and asked.
"I came over this morning just to ask when you're going back. I'm fine with anything, whatever you say." - Wang Erwa
"Then... let's do it first thing tomorrow morning."
After saying that, Yang Jun added, "By the way, can that old guy hold on until tomorrow?"
Wang Erwa rolled his eyes at him and said, "We've endured more than ten years, why would we care about a day or two?"
"Okay, then I'll take a plane back first thing tomorrow morning."
After they finished speaking, the two clinked glasses again.
The atmosphere became somewhat somber as the two drank.
People of their age are most afraid of hearing news of the passing of those around them, because the number of familiar people decreases day by day until they are left all alone.
After finishing a bottle of wine, the two were a little drunk. Li Jingqiu then had someone send Wang Erwa back home, while Yang Jun was helped back to the backyard to rest.
In the past, this amount of alcohol wouldn't have been a big deal, but today, with worries on their minds, they were more likely to get drunk. Perhaps the two of them were deliberately getting drunk to cover up their inner unease and fear.
"You're drunk. Close your eyes and rest for a while."
After Yang Junbei was helped back, he lay on the bed with his eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling. Li Jingqiu comforted him with heartache.
"I feel so suffocated."
At this moment, Yang Jun felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe. The news of Lao Mu's critical illness made him even more distressed. Although he had long since seen through the cycle of birth, aging, sickness, and death, when the time came, he still felt somewhat conflicted.
"How about... you shout it out loud? Or kick the stakes and hit the sandbags?" Li Jingqiu gently comforted her.
"Shout it out? Kick the stakes and hit the sandbags?" Yang Jun muttered to himself.
Suddenly his eyes lit up, and he stared intently at Li Jingqiu.
There are other ways to vent your frustrations besides yelling or hitting a punching bag...
"No, I just did it this morning... My body really can't take it."
Seeing this, Li Jingqiu seemed to understand what he was going to do. She was so frightened that she quickly got out of bed and backed away, saying, "Wait here, I'll go get someone for you."
After saying that, he ran off in a flash and disappeared without a trace.
About ten minutes later, Nalan Qingmeng, Nini, Nalan Qingyun, and a group of women arrived...
……
After two days of physical testing, Yang Jun found that his body was indeed younger and stronger than before, but it wasn't all a good thing. Along with it came inexhaustible stamina. If the power in his body wasn't released in time, he felt like he was about to explode at any moment.
Yang Jun decided that in the future he would build high walls, stockpile grain, construct more houses, and take more concubines; his life in old age would primarily consist of shamelessness and debauchery. (End of Chapter)