A car accident, our family of three crossed

Shuisheng and several servants from the manor worked for several days and finally completed the task that Hang Shuheng had given him.

At this moment, the Chu brothers were in the courtyard, examining a wooden stake about the height of a person.

These wooden stakes were quite different from the ones they used for training in the main camp. The ones used in the main camp were just wooden stakes, bound with some straw, shaped into human figures, and used to train soldiers in combat skills.

But this one in front of me...

They stared at it for a long time, but still couldn't figure it out.

This wooden stake is a solid wooden stake, with a large, straight, round stake in the center, and many horizontal stakes of varying lengths extending irregularly to the sides.

Chu Xuan looked at Hang Shuheng suspiciously and asked, "Brother-in-law, is this the training stance you mentioned?"

Hang Shuheng gave a faint "hmm".

"Tsk, I don't see anything special about it. You have to tell me how to practice it?"

As soon as Chu Xuan posed the question, the other brothers also strained their ears, eager to hear what the ins and outs of this matter were.

To their surprise, Hang Shuheng's casual remark sent them all into a frenzy.

"Fight it."

Upon hearing this, Chu Xuan nearly choked on his own saliva. His voice suddenly rose considerably, filled with disbelief.

"What did you say? Did I hear that right? You want me to fight a wooden stake?"

He pointed to himself, then to the wooden stake in front of him, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world.

If he didn't know Hang Shuheng's character well, he would have thought the other party was deliberately teasing him.

They actually made him fight a wooden stake. Even if he won, it wouldn't be honorable to tell anyone! If he lost, it would be even more shameful.

Bah! Why is he actually taking this so seriously? Does he really think he'll suffer a loss? If so, he'll become the biggest joke in the entire capital.

Hang Shuheng ignored his expression, which seemed to have been greatly humiliated, and said indifferently, "You heard me right, I'm asking you to fight that wooden stake."

Chu Xuan scrutinized Hang Shuheng's expression repeatedly, and seeing that the other party didn't seem to be joking, his face immediately filled with resistance.

Among the brothers, Chu Fang had relatively more contact with Hang Shuheng, and he believed that Hang Shuheng would not make such a request without a reason.

So he said to Chu Xuan, "Chu Xuan, go and give it a try."

"No, Fourth Brother, you want me to fight a wooden stake too?"

Chu Xuan looked at Chu Fang in disbelief, his eyes wide open.

"How will you know what wonderful uses this thing has if you don't try it?"

The others agreed with Chu Fang's point and nodded in agreement.

Chu Xuan wore a bitter expression. He felt that although he was the youngest in his family with so many older brothers, he had never been loved by them.

At that moment, his own brother pushed him directly towards the wooden stake.

"Aren't you a grown man? What are you fussing about?"

It was at this moment that Song Ning and several wives from the Chu family walked in with their children.

Chu Xuan seemed to have seen a savior, and with a mournful face, he complained to them.

"Sisters-in-law, sisters, they're bullying me! You have to stand up for your little brother!"

What did they do to you?

"They...they want me to fight a wooden stake." Chu Xuan ran behind the group, his face full of reluctance. "I'm a grown man, and they want me to fight a wooden stake? This is ridiculous! Can't you control your husbands?"

After listening to his complaints, Song Ning squeezed to the front, glanced at the wooden stake standing there, and asked, "Is that the wooden stake you're talking about?"

"That's right, sister. You only have me as your brother. You have to help me and keep an eye on your husband. He wants me to fight a wooden stake. You be the judge. Me, a dignified seven-foot-tall man, being asked to fight a wooden stake? If word gets out, won't that become the biggest joke in the capital?"

Song Ning glanced at Hang Shuheng, who had a calm expression, and the Chu brothers, who were gloating, before finally turning back to look at Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan thought Song Ning would at least speak up for him, but to his surprise, she said, "Since your brother-in-law asked you to do this, he must have his reasons. Go and give it a try! That thing is not as simple as it seems. Don't underestimate it."

Since Song Ning had already said that, the other sisters-in-law not only didn't speak up for her, but they also joined in the commotion.

“A-Ning is right. Your brother-in-law must have his reasons for asking you to do this. You should give it a try!”

“That’s right, you should go and try it! We’ve never seen a person fight a wooden stake before, so let your sisters-in-law see it!”

"Go quickly, go quickly."

Chu Xuan silently distanced himself from the group of women: "You, why are you all here too..."

"Forget about 'you' and 'us,' hurry up."

The group ignored his complaints and pushed him toward the wooden stake.

Chu Xuan felt that if he didn't do as he was told, his brothers and sisters-in-law wouldn't let it go.

Since struggling was futile, he simply gave up and vented all his resentment on the wooden stake.

He gathered his strength in his palm and slammed it hard against the short post that was stretched out horizontally and facing him.

He had been thinking that once he smashed this thing to pieces with one palm, he'd see what else they could use to make such pointless demands of him.

His palm strike was quite powerful, but to his surprise, the wooden stake was actually movable.

The palm, brimming with power, struck the short stake as if it were a ball of cotton. Not only did it neutralize the force of his palm, but he also nearly lost his balance due to the excessive force. Fortunately, his lower body was stable enough.

However, while his feet were firmly planted, his forehead was not so lucky.

Because of the palm strike he made on the short stake, the stake that was facing him turned to the left, while the short stake that was originally located on the upper right side turned towards his face due to the force of the palm strike.

Chu Xuan couldn't dodge in time and was hit squarely on the forehead by the short stake, instantly getting a bump.

"Oh……"

The pain made him cry out, clutching his forehead and taking a step back.

Apart from Hang Shuheng, no one present had expected this to happen.

Song Ning and her sisters-in-law came over to check on him with concern. When they saw that Chu Xuan had bumped his forehead, they all felt a little guilty. They shouldn't have made such a fuss.

"Seventh brother, are you alright?"

"Ouch! Hurry up and rub it, otherwise you'll get a bruise later."

While the Chu family sisters-in-law were expressing their concern, Song Ning had already asked Qing Shuang to fetch some ointment for bruises and sprains.

"Here, let me put some ointment on and rub it in." As she spoke, she personally applied the ointment for him, continuing to mutter, "How could you be so careless? Didn't I tell you never to underestimate it?"