Chapter 8: There is nothing to teach? Zhang He recognizes his master!

Chapter 8: There is nothing to teach? Zhang He recognizes his master!
As soon as Ye Feng opened his eyes, Zhang He came up quickly and said with emotion: "Young Master has extraordinary talent and understanding. He is truly a man of heaven!"

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. Not only was my lord able to perfect the technique for his own use, but he was also able to take it to a higher level. This is simply a divine skill."

Ye Feng waved his hand: "We are just getting started."

"Let's continue."

Zhang He nodded and without reservation demonstrated the essentials of spearmanship, archery, and horse riding that he had learned for many years.

He watched as Ye Feng mastered whatever he learned after one or two times, and even surpassed him in the application of martial arts techniques.

This shocked Zhang He to the point of almost numbness.

He felt that the word "monster" was not enough to describe Ye Feng's terrifying understanding.

In just two hours, Zhang He suddenly realized that he had nothing to teach Ye Feng.

"Ugh!!"

With a long sigh, Zhang He felt a strong sense of powerlessness in his heart.

This is normal. If anyone sees with their own eyes that what they have practiced for more than ten years and studied for half a lifetime is mastered by someone else, and someone else has further insights and creates new skills, which are even better than the original, they will probably feel frustrated.

Although he was self-doubting and depressed, Zhang He felt that Ye Feng in front of him was a wise leader and that he would definitely have a bright future by following him.

After practicing the Soul-Breaking Spear Technique, Ye Feng put down the spear in his hand and wiped the sweat off his head: "My basics are still too poor. I can't bear it after practicing it for more than two times."

"Let's practice again tomorrow!"

Zhang He could only laugh and cry at this: Your two times are equivalent to his ten years of work, how can you not be satisfied?

"Sir, I have nothing left to give you."

"You are even better than me in terms of your understanding of techniques and moves. As long as your realm is improved, the effectiveness of your moves will naturally improve."

"But the improvement of realm cannot be accomplished in one day."

What Zhang He said was the truth. In just a few hours, Ye Feng had almost exhausted all the martial arts he had learned over decades. He had never thought that such a thing would happen in the world.

If he hadn't pinched himself hard just now and his arm was already red and swollen, he would even feel that he was still dreaming.

Ye Feng waved his hand and smiled: "General Zhang is too modest."

"Father must have told you that the world is going to be in turmoil, and I want to prepare for it by raising a private army."

"So learning martial arts is just a small matter. The big deal is that private army."

"Marching, fighting, deploying troops, setting up camps, these are all things I have never experienced before. I hope General Zhang will be generous in teaching me."

Zhang He had been prepared for this, so he was not surprised. However, he still had doubts in his heart: "Sir, are you only planning to establish a private army to achieve great things and wipe out Zhang Jiao and other Taiping Dao rebels?"

Ye Feng hesitated for a moment and shook his head slowly: "The Taiping Dao rebellion is just the beginning of the troubled times."

"The fundamental reason is that the Han Dynasty is corrupt from top to bottom. If they were not desperate, how could more than a million people follow Zhang Jue in rebellion?"

"This is the general trend, and no one can change it."

Zhang He thought about the suppression he was facing from the powerful and aristocratic families in his hometown. Even if you are right, you are not as powerful as them, and you have nothing but martial arts, so you can only flee thousands of miles away.

With a light sigh, Zhang He's face was full of complicated expressions.

Once upon a time, he also wanted to learn literary and martial arts and sell them to the imperial family.

But after being hit hard by reality, his burning desire to serve his country had been somewhat extinguished.

He came out from the bottom and knew clearly the reason why Taiping Dao was so popular, which was exactly what Ye Feng said, 'it's corrupt from top to bottom'.

Feeling Zhang He's complicated mood, Ye Feng changed his previous modesty and replaced it with a strong sense of dominance: "The world will be in chaos, and heroes will rise up."

"A real man should hold a three-foot-long sword, sweep across the world, open up a new world, and rebuild the universe."

"Just like when we practice martial arts, we go against the will of heaven and fight for our lives."

"General Zhang, are you willing to help me?" Zhang He's blood boiled when he heard this. Moreover, after witnessing Ye Feng's extraordinary understanding, he had already made up his mind. Why would he hesitate any longer?
He knelt on one knee and said, "I am willing to acknowledge you as my master, follow you and rebuild the world."

"I've met my lord!"

Although Ye Feng knew that Zhang He would board his ship, he did not expect that he would be convinced so quickly.

If you are happy in your heart, you will naturally smile more.

Ye Feng hurried forward to help Zhang He up, and said with joy: "With the general's help, why worry about not accomplishing great things?"

"The training of the troops is entirely up to you."

"In two days, my father will find a secluded place in the barren mountains outside the city. In name, it is my Ye family's workshop and a place for mining, but in reality it is a place for training soldiers."

"The soldiers we trained were named Ye Family Caravan Guards and Mine Guards."

"My father has already allocated all the necessary equipment and weapons from the warehouse. We are currently preparing the personnel for the horses we are lacking. It will take about a month."

Having said this, Ye Feng paused and looked at Zhang He with a serious look: "I need you to train an army within half a year. Are you sure?"

Ye Feng knew that there were only a few months left before the chaos.

If this butterfly fails to affect the timeline of this space-time, the Yellow Turban Rebellion will begin in February 184 AD, which is six months later, so his time is limited.

Zhang He clasped his fists and bowed, saying solemnly, "I will never let you down, my lord."

"My lord, please do not call me General. If others hear it, it will inevitably cause trouble. Call me by my name, or Junyi (Zhang He's courtesy name)."

Seeing Zhang He being so cautious and careful, Ye Feng felt that he lived up to his reputation in history, and naturally felt more satisfied.

"Junyi, I will teach you the Soul-Severing Technique that I just learned later."

"Under my improvement, the Soul-Severing Technique has been upgraded to a Heaven-level technique."

"If you practice according to the Heavenly Soul-breaking Technique, the possibility of defeating the Heavenly General will be greatly increased."

Zhang He was stunned, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Now that he has just recognized the master and has not yet achieved anything, Ye Feng is going to reward him with a heavenly-level martial arts technique?

This... this is not a dream, right?

He stared at Ye Feng intently, trying to see any hint of temptation in his eyes, but Ye Feng's handsome face only showed frankness and sincerity.

Heaven-level skills, greatly increase the chance of breaking the sky
This was of course very attractive to Zhang He, but he still suppressed the greed in his heart and said, "My lord, I am very grateful for your kindness."

"But I just joined you, and I haven't done anything yet."

"How can I get this reward?"

"When you have made great contributions in the future, it will not be too late for the lord to reward you."

"My Lord, please take back your order."

Having said that, Zhang He knelt down on the ground again.

The smile in Ye Feng's eyes became more intense, and his evaluation of Zhang He also became higher.

He helped Zhang He up, held his hand, and said with a smile: "Don't employ a person you doubt, and don't doubt a person you employ."

"This technique is my improved Soul-Severing Technique. It is most suitable for you, so it is only natural for me to teach it to you."

"Besides, the more powerful you are, the greater the role you will play in the future, and the more things you can do for me, which is a move that benefits me."

“It’s not a reward!”

Zhang He was in tears, deeply moved, and bowed down again: "I am honored to meet the trust of my wise master. From now on, I will go through fire and water for him, no matter what it takes!!"

(End of this chapter)