Yang clan sun spreading sword master " Yang Kai "
Just as the sun rays spreads, reaching everywhere.
Whatever the Yang clan deemed to accomplish, the sun spreading sword master yielding his sword with the powerful first battalion at his command achieved.
This prominent figure "Yang Kai" was a instructor for the Yang clan main descendants.
Truly noble and distinguished scions.
Truthfully it shocked Yang Xuanhong a bit, to get the guidance of such expert it wasn't a little opportunity.
Yang Kai, a profound martial master!
Yang Ming seeing that Yang Xuanhong was surprised by Yang Kai's arrival and knowing that Yang Xuanhong had been away from the core of the clan of the clan for a while, he interjected Yang Xuanhong thoughts explaining.
" Commander Yang Kai is our special instructor, if it wasn't on the behalf of Father how could the commander bother with such, but even so the commander is busy he only offers guidance a few times per month "
Yang Xuanhong nodded his head, he wasn't surprised Yang Kai's instruction wasn't regular, after all as the commander of the first battalion, how could Yang Kai not be busy.
Having spoken to Yang Xuanhong, Yang Ming faced his front back, his attention also on their instructor.
If not for this figure why else would all of them have gathered in the training ground today.
Although the training ground was suitable and was used to cultivate the younger descendants of the Yang clan, not every one was around usually, with some preferring to cultivate on their own, or some slacking altogether.
But whenever Yang Kai was around, most of them would also be.
Yang Kai was a middle height man with an average slender build and a goatee, facial features not displeasing but not necessarily also pleasing.
This kind of physical appearance on a person it was easy to get overlooked in a crowd.
But this particular man couldn't be underestimated or overlooked welding power in the great Yang clan.
Yang Kai scanned through the crowd, Yang Xuanhong felt his gaze settle on him for a brief moment but didn't think to much.
Yang Kai's voice traveling to everyone in the training ground, " Unlike previously my real " instructing" starts now, from now on your training would be different, apart from cultivation there would also be battle training for you "
Battle the youths thought, but they always did battle training, didn't they always have martial instructors to lead their combat techniques practice.
As if cognizant of their thought or either ways just continuing the discussion he had in mind, Yang Kai spoke again.
" There is no martial technique practice only training "
" My training would come in four ways, but these four ways would not be accessible to you all, the weaker the less, the stronger the more, and my training would be gruesome "
Yang Kai's words startled the youths, it hadn't been so long but Yang Kai had started instructing them for about a few months, approximately 3.
But Yang Kai's lectures to them had just been giving pointers, correcting and improving their practices, literally catering to them, helping them tremendously.
To this youths, they cherished the opportunity, Yang Kai was a profound master and no ordinary one.
But subtly, they felt arrogant, important.
Each one of these youths were descendants of the very top echelon of the Yang clan, to them it was "look at it even commander Yang Kai had to create time to instruct us, catering to our needs "
They appreciated the instructions but they felt entitled to it.
After all weren't they children of those that were at the very top of the Yang clan.
But now they were being told their training would be gruesome, were their parents aware of this ?!
As for the more intelligent and talented words, their minds were fixed on Yang Kai's words of the training becoming more gruesome the stronger they were.
Yang Kai didn't care what these kids thought or felt.
" Let's begin "
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Yang Xuanhong sat crosslegged as he watched some of the Yang family members fight with each other.
Yang Kai really meant what he said, proof, the entire training ground had been locked down.
And next directly Yang Kai pointed to various figure, pulling them out, he had them spar in turns.
They had been in the training ground since morning, now it was noon and still battles.
The Yang clan was a large great clan, even for children of the main family, they were still a lot.
Those that Yang Kai seperated Yang Xuanhong didn't know them but Yang Ming did.
And according to him, these were the weaker ones amongst them.
As members of the younger generation training together and cultivating together it was normal to have grasp of each other's strengths.
As they sat crosslegged the rest watched those separated spar in battle.
At first Yang Kai had them choose their opponents, each of them chose as they pleased.
Yang Xuanhong assumed this was the first round.
Then he choose an opponent for them, the second.
The sun was already setting, the sky darkening.
They hadn't still left, they couldn't and no one was allowed to, no one could, only those that were separated and had completed their two rounds could leave the training ground.
There was a small table beside Yang Xuanhong with a meal on top, the same as the rest, maids had flocked in at intervals to provide meals and refreshments.
But these meals weren't luxurious and sumptuous fitting of their status, mild, but Yang Xuanhong ate and drank calmly, his facial expressions not scrounging up, or appalled as some.
To these appellation Yang Xuanhong sneered a bit within.
The food wasn't necessarily bad, it was just that these youths were used to so much better.
Yang Xuanhong was also a lover of good food, lots of good food, but as a soldier he had discipline, knowing how to abase and abound.
And looking to Yang Ming and Yang Lanruo that he was most concerned about, Yang Xuanhong saw that they were composed eating quietly.
But no all of them could take it, one particular person even stood up.
" Commander Kai, I want to leave the training ground, i'm leaving" , to this youth he couldn't bear the inconvenience, and he left.
At this they all looked to see what would happen
But there was no response, with the commander continuing to watch the battles of those he had separated.
Nothing happened.