Going down the mountain to withdraw from the marriage, but was taken by the female president to get

oh?Yang Yingjie actually possesses the spirit of a dragon vein?

This is somewhat surprising.

Li Wendong couldn't help but continued to look at him. He didn't notice it before, but at this time there was indeed some aura lingering in his dantian.

Yang Zheng said pleadingly: "If we lose miserably in the Martial Arts Conference, for our Yang family, it will be another disastrous defeat for the Song family."

Li Wendong didn't understand the open and secret struggles among wealthy families, but he owed Yang Zheng a favor. When he was in the Dragon Palace, the Yang family also produced some people.

He smiled faintly: "I haven't taught a disciple with a trace of dragon veins yet."

Upon hearing this, Yang Zheng laughed out loud, which means that Li Wendong had already agreed.

He happily said to Yang Yingjie: "Son, hurry up, don't you come to see the teacher soon?"

Yang Yingjie is still not convinced by Li Wendong at this time, and is still entangled in the matter of the honorary professor.

"You are so young, professor of Martial Arts Academy? You are lying?"

Li Wendong did not refute, and continued to say with a smile: "I will teach you for seven days. After seven days, I have something to leave the East China Sea. How much I can learn depends on your luck."

"Cut, who can't brag?" Yang Yingjie pouted.

At this time, the younger brother beside him moved his body, stood up and said with a smile, "Father, I want to follow suit."

Yang Zheng frowned slightly: "Yingming, you have been weak and sick since you were a child, so you are not suitable for practicing this."

"It's okay for me to watch from the side when the eldest brother is practicing."

"Row."

After the meal, Yang Zheng invited Li Wendong to stay in the compound.

Li Wendong thought for a while, nodded in agreement, and asked Lu Zixin and Liu Xinwu to go back first.

Lu Zixin was a little dissatisfied with Li Wendong's taking one more apprentice, and looked at Yang Yingjie very unfriendly.

That night, Li Wendong began to train Yang Yingjie.

"Hehe, my master is a senior lecturer at the Martial Arts Academy. Let me tell you, you can't beat him, let alone teach me."

Li Wendong smiled faintly: "In the first class, I let you have both hands and feet, you attack, and I will be counted as a loser if I am beaten by you."

When Yang Yingjie heard this, he immediately said contemptuously, "Cut, it looks like you're really good at what you did."

"You still let your hands and feet go, that's what you said."

"You have no jokes."

Soon, Yang Yingjie was eager to try. He walked around Li Wendong for a long time, and finally punched him hard.

"boom!"

Just when the fist was about to touch Li Wendong, it seemed that there was a force separating him.

Yang Yingjie missed his punch and almost fell to the ground.

"This……"

Yang Yingjie said in disbelief, "You, what trick are you playing?"

Li Wendong smiled slightly: "I didn't move anything, you can see clearly."

"Damn!"

Yang Yingjie cursed secretly, adjusted his posture, began to accumulate strength, and then punched again.

With this punch, he already carried incomparable confidence.

Li Wendong must be knocked down!

"boom!"

However, when his fist hit, he still felt a strong resistance.

In the end, the resistance only rebounded, and Yang Yingjie bounced far away.

"I go……"

Watching from the sidelines, Yang Yingming, who was eating an apple, watched all this in shock.

"Ouch."

It took Yang Yingjie a long time to get up from the ground, and he was so angry that he ran over to question Li Wendong:

"I don't agree!"

He growled.

Li Wendong said lightly: "If you don't accept it, just work hard and try to defeat me one day."

"I want to do it again!" Yang Yingjie said very unconvinced.

"can."

So, in the next 10 minutes, Yang Yingjie was violently brutalized by Li Wendong.

In the end, the eldest young master was sore all over, lying and rolling on the ground.

The servants guarding the door were also frightened when they heard the voice, and did not dare to go in.

Yang Zheng stipulated that no one should disturb Li Wendong when he was teaching.

In the end Yang Yingjie was in so much pain that he couldn't continue to stand, Li Wendong clapped his hands and said, "This is the end of today's class."

"Tomorrow, continue."

After finishing speaking, he threw out a white medicine bottle, "If you don't want to die tomorrow, put some on the wound, if you can carry it tomorrow, I will take you as a disciple."

When Li Wendong turned and left, Yang Yingming put down the apple and hurried over:

"Uncle Dong, wait a minute."

Uncle Dong?

Li Wendong was a little displeased with this title.

"I'm that old?"

Yang Yingming smiled: "Uncle Dong is my father's brother, so naturally he should be called Uncle Dong."

Li Wendong frowned: "How old are you?"

"15 is old."

"It's not a few years older, what's the matter with you?"

Yang Yingming said excitedly, "I want to learn too."

"Your father said that you are weak and sickly, not suitable for learning."

"But I know that Uncle Dong has his own way."

Li Wendong sized him up and said quietly: "Let me ask you, at the banquet before, Yang Yingjie was stimulated by you to speak rudely to me in public."

Yang Yingming was a little embarrassed, and then he blushed and said, "There are some things that big brother says, and everyone will believe them."

"Besides, although all the uncles at the table are very polite to Uncle Dong, they still want to see Uncle Dong's strength, so I will let my elder brother come out to oppose you."

Li Wendong frowned: "You are quite clever."

Yang Yingming continued to boldly say: "It's all because I want to learn from Uncle Dong!"

Li Wendong looked at this little guy and liked it more and more.

Courageous, resourceful, and not stage-frightened, although frail and sickly, it is not impossible to learn martial arts.

Li Wendong said indifferently: "From now on, you can follow the elder brother to practice behind."

Yang Yingming was overjoyed and bowed deeply: "Thank you, Uncle Dong!"

Li Wendong stayed at Yang's for eight days, and tortured Yang Yingjie in every direction and without any dead ends.

Before leaving, he only left a set of boxing techniques and asked him to practice every day.

Now that Yang Yingjie saw Li Wendong again, he was not arrogant, but deeply fearful.

It's like when a mouse sees a cat, it's too late to hide.

Now Yang Yingjie is completely convinced by Li Wendong, and he is also practicing martial arts diligently.

In addition, Yang Yingming also practiced along with him. After Yang Zheng found out, he didn't say anything.

As for staying an extra day, it was because Yang Zheng told Li Wendong something on the last day.

After coming out of the bedroom, in the courtyard, Yang Zheng smiled wryly: "Young Master Dong, did you see, my elder brother, is there any hope for him to be treated?"

It turned out that Yang hired Li Wendong to teach martial arts for his two sons on the surface, but in fact, a big problem came.

The Patriarch of the Yang family, Yang Zheng's elder brother, is currently terminally ill.

This news started at the end of last year. Up to now, Yang has supported it for more than half a year, but in the end he was unable to hide it any longer.

Li Wendong took a look just now and shook his head: "The cancer cells have spread to all parts of the body, basically it is incurable."

Yang Zheng sighed: "Master Dong Shao is a famous doctor with ghost hands, can't it be okay?"

Li Wendong said: "Practicing medicine is to cure diseases and save people, and to compete with death. Martial arts have such methods."

"But your elder brother's body is already unable to support him, so I say that it is not recommended to treat him."